The lower part of the communication tower was very wide, and the climb was relatively smooth, but after Mo Chen climbed for a while, he felt more and more difficult.

Coupled with the height rising step by step, it couldn't help but make people feel cold in the bottom of his heart, Mo Chen didn't dare to look down, and the people and scenery under him were getting smaller and smaller. He was in no mood to do this, because Haiting was in danger of falling at any time, but fortunately, Meng Xinyao had been talking to Haiting and persuading Haiting to retreat as much as possible.

Haiting stood alone in the upper half of the communication tower, and because of Meng Xinyao's shouting, he didn't climb any further.

Haiting cried and sobbed, shouting with Meng Xinyao, since the tunnel collapsed and public opinion was everywhere, he had endured so many gossips that he shouldn't have carried.

Compared with the last time, Mo Chen visited Haiting in the rental house, Haiting's thinking was much normal, but his mood was very bad and he was extremely anxious.

Hai Ting's feet stepped on a ten-centimeter-wide crossbar, his hands grasped the railing on his head that leaned past to support the tower, his body shook slightly, and he had a sense of déjà vu that if the wind was stronger, he might be blown down at any time.

Soon, Zhanpeng called the rescue team at the tunnel, but because the trapped vehicle had been rescued, the elevator car had already evacuated the scene. Zhan Peng only brought back a few members of the rescue team, and the simple utensils they accompanied them, and layers of rescue and rescue quilts, which were cushioned at the bottom of the communication tower and directly below the sea garden.

Mo Chen glanced sideways at his body, he tried to speed up the movements of his hands and feet, although there are many places in Haiting's personality that Mo Chen does not like on weekdays, but companions are companions after all, and Mo Chen is also in his safety.

Finally, Mo Chen finally reached the same height as Haiting, and seeing that he was only three or two steps away from Haiting, Haiting suddenly noticed Mo Chen's existence.

He looked at Mo Chen's gaze, frightened, with a hint of emotion.

"Don't come here! You take one more step, and I'll jump. Haiting shouted.

Mo Chen's body froze and stopped in the distance, his right hand grabbed the railing on the side, and his left hand stretched out to Haiting, and he raised his palm to signal Haiting not to.

Mo Chen shouted, "Haiting! Calm down and listen to me. ”

"Don't come here. Woo woo......" Hai Tingwa cried, and a large string of tears burst out of his eyes.

Mo Chen hurriedly agreed, "Okay! Good! I don't go over. Don't get too excited, we have something to say. “

Haiting shook his head and cried, "There's nothing to say, everything I say now is a P, no one wants to listen to me, they recognize what it is, no matter how I explain it, it's useless." “

"It's not like that!" Mo Chen argued.

At this time, under the communication tower, among the onlookers, there was a small group of people who made an abominable sound.

"If you want to die, hurry up~~ If you don't die, come down, don't waste everyone's time!"

"Let him jump!! Murder pays for life, and it is justified. When you kill someone, you should think about what happened to you today......"

......

There was a steady stream of voices like this, although there was no shortage of strangers shouting at Haiting, "Come down quickly!" Are you not afraid of death, but are you still afraid of living? “

"If there is any difficulty, you can say it, everyone will find a way together, and no problem can be solved by suicide!"

But the words that really reached Haiting's ears were those who were looking forward to his death, those malicious words.

This is not to blame Haiting, people in the deep pessimistic mood, negative emotions, will eventually blind their hearts.

Mo Chen, who was also standing at a height, could of course understand Haiting's mood at the moment, the voices coming from under him, those malicious curses, always seemed extremely harsh, and if he was not careful, he would drill into people's hearts and stab him hard.

Mo Chen shook his left hand and motioned for Haiting to look at him and not pay attention to the group of people below him.

Mo Chen deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Haiting! I know you don't believe Zhanpeng's words, but I still have to warn you that everything you're going through now is fake.

Everything you see in front of your eyes, including everyone's swearing, is also fake. It's just a story that you have to go through as a character and a person, but it has nothing to do with you, it's not your life. “

"None of this has anything to do with me?!" Hai Ting muttered and repeated, he looked at Mo Chen with a little expectation, and he asked softly, "The death of the clerk has nothing to do with me, right?" “

Mo Chen replied categorically: "Of course! Here, the whole world is fake, not to mention the employee in that small shop, how can his life and death be caused by you! His death was merely a need for a story. ”

"What's the story?" Haiting tilted his head sideways and looked at Mo Chen in a trance.

Seeing that Haiting's mood calmed down slightly, Mo Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he explained, "You just forgot, this is actually a high-imitation world, you, me, as well as Xiao Meng and Dapeng, we are all players from the outside world." It's just a realistic escape room theme for us, and all the misfortunes and inconveniences you're going through right now are because the main story requires you to endure them.

But if you can stick to your will and not be swayed by the direction of the story, then we can soon end the story here and return to our world. ”

A glimmer of hope flashed in Haiting's eyes, and he muttered, "Go back?" You don't have to bear these unwarranted infamy. He looked at Mo Chen with more firmness in his eyes, and he said to Mo Chen, "I want to go back, take me back." ”

Mo Chen smiled, grabbed the railing on his head with his right hand, took a tentative step towards Haiting, and stretched out his left hand to Haiting.

Mo Chen said, "Okay! I'll take you back. Give me your hand! ”

Haiting nodded affirmatively, and the undried tears hung on his face, making his face, which had become even thinner these days, even more haggard.

Coincidentally, at this time, a woman's shrill voice scolded viciously, "Beast! You give my husband back!! ”

Mo Chen was about to touch Hai Ting's hand, but because of the woman's curse, Hai Ting was stunned and pulled back the hand that was originally stretched out.

The crowd of onlookers under the tower automatically made way for the woman who suddenly arrived, and the moment he heard the woman's voice, Mo Chen knew that something was wrong. The unknown person who came out at this time was not good at coming regularly, and sure enough, Mo Chen looked at the woman, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Before he could see the woman's face, Mo Chen was caught by her high bulging belly.

But when he saw the woman's face clearly, Mo Chen's heart seemed to be struck by an iron weapon, and the shock made him forget himself for a while, and what was the purpose of risking his life to climb up.

The woman came to the bottom of the tower, looked up at the Haiting on the communication tower, and scolded Haiting for many things, and from her words, it was not difficult for everyone to hear that she was the wife of the clerk who was buried alive in the tunnel.

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