The beginning of the story is simple and ordinary, there is no domineering president who shelters me, there is no godfather who gives me fine clothes and food, and of course there is no father. Everything about me is like too many ordinary people, but I still want to write it down.

01

That year, I was in junior high school, and it was the year when "online chat" was just popular to meet netizens. The first time I entered an Internet café was about the second year of junior high school, but I still skipped an English tuition class and was pulled into the Internet café by a "friend". At that time, I thought I was a good student. I applied for a QQ number, thought about the nickname for a long time, and remembered a popular comic at that time, which was called "City of Angels", however, I am not an angel. That is, there is no angel's face, no angel's heart, and no angel's body, oh yes, that is called the devil's body, in short, I have nothing. But he still gave this screen name. After that, we started chatting, and in those days, it was too easy to find a "friend", which is like picking and choosing now, or maybe it was only me who had this idea.

At that time, as long as there was a flash of the small speaker, I agreed to add, and during this period, there was a person with the screen name "Side Face" who added me, and naturally passed without hesitation. After chatting for a while, I don't know what I talked about, I just remember that in the end he asked me what my name was, I thought about it for a long time, and I felt that I should not reveal my real name so I named it "Chi Yu", I regretted it after I hit it, and the first reaction of people with this name is, you are not called a bath. Hey, it's too late to regret it.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't say anything, only said that his name was Wang Hao (I didn't know this word at the time), and after saying this, is it time to eat? I will invite you to dinner at noon. My God, the first "online chat", do you want to meet netizens? Isn't this faster? I was thrilled for a long time. But I still suppressed it, I was a good student, and although I skipped class and went online, my first reaction was that I wanted to go home. So he refused.

02

I started my normal life again, going to school, getting off school, going home, three points and one line. I didn't go to the Internet café for about half a year, and during this time, my "favorite" person got married, and the bride was naturally not me. He is my cousin, we grew up together, eight years older than me, because he did not study well, he began to "mix society" very early, and he was from the countryside, so he got married early.

My parents left the countryside to work in the city, and my mother would send my sister and me back to my grandmother's house during the holidays. That's when I was crazy about "liking" my cousin. Maybe it's not a liking, it's just worship. Thanks to him, when I grew up, I automatically blocked the boys who were weak and good at learning. I have a good impression of that kind of ruffian, hanging. I'm also very tired of quiet girls.,I always feel that they're all pretending.。

I still remember when my brother got married, everyone present was very happy, but I was the only one who burst into tears. Especially when everyone coaxed my brother to shout the sentence, "Dad, Mom, I got my daughter-in-law back!" "Tears burst the embankment. Since then I have been reluctant to attend anyone's wedding.

03

After attending the wedding, it was as if something was missing in my life, and I used the money I saved from being hungry for a few days without breakfast to go to an Internet café. This time, it's a familiar road.,Log in to QQ.。 As soon as I landed on the "side face", I sent a message.

He, "In?" ”

Me, "Hmm. You're there too, what a coincidence! ”

He, "I haven't been here for a long time, where have you been?" ”

It seems to be very familiar, but we don't know anything but a name, and maybe the name is fake.

Me, "Oh, school exams. I'm still a student. After saying this, I always felt that I had exposed something.

Him, "Where are you?" Free at night? Eating together? ”

I always felt that this person had a bad intention, otherwise why would he be so eager to meet and not know him.

Me, "No, Mom won't let me go home for dinner." "I think I'm very witty.

Him, "Okay. ”

After that, we chatted for a while, and at the end of the chat, I suddenly asked, "How old are you?" Are you in school? I only saw one "no". When the time is up, I'm gone.

After eating, I returned to my room and began to study, except for my brother's words that I married my daughter-in-law, that is, "side face" to eat together. I've said this twice. Why do we always have to eat together? And the sentence "no" is not going to school, why don't you go to school? How old is it that I don't go to school, I feel like I'm the same age, do I feel wrong?

Knowing that he couldn't learn, he asked his mother for leave and said that he had a stomachache, so he fell asleep.

04

The holidays in junior high school are not so idle, and there are always various tutoring. I remember that it was summer vacation, I was riding my bicycle to my teacher's house for class, and I accidentally crashed into a rickshaw parked on the side of the road. It's nothing, the tricycle is "flat" and has a square mirror on it, and it was popular to hang large mirrors on the wall in those days. I just didn't have a long time to hit the sharpest part of the big mirror. The basket broke, and my left leg was painted, but I didn't dare to stop, I was afraid that I would break the mirror and make me pay, I couldn't afford it. Looking around, there was no car owner, so he continued to ride his bicycle and quickly left the "scene of the accident". When I walked some distance and stopped, and examined the wound on my leg, it was deep and long. It's a bit of an exaggeration to describe it as flesh and blood, but it's not an exaggeration to say that the meat has been turned over. I insisted on going to tutoring, and my classmates asked me why your face was so white, and I showed her the handkerchief covering the wound, and she was stunned.

After school, I continued to ride home, and when I got home, I quickly washed my torn shorts and changed into pajamas, waiting to be criticized by my mother at night. Sure enough, my mother was so angry when she saw her torn new pants drying on the balcony that she almost beat me up, leaving only a sentence to think about the past, but not asking me how my legs were. In the middle of summer, I only wear a pair of single pants, and if the pants are torn like this, will my legs be safe? However, she didn't ask a word. Before going to bed, I looked in the mirror and took a ruler to measure, the longest scratch was 20 centimeters, and the deepest scratch was about three centimeters. This is about two scratches, one of which is several combined, thick and deep. I carefully recalled, the mirror was indeed more than one, about five, so it stands to reason that there should be five scratches, and now there are only two, indicating that the remaining three are combined, so they are deep and thick.

This will leave a scar, I thought to myself, but I endured the pain and fell asleep, but fortunately this scar is closer to the buttocks, and I can't see it without a short skirt, and I don't wear a skirt either. In a daze, I slept like this with these scars in my mind.

05

A few days later, I went to the Internet café again, and there was one downstairs in my house, with six computers. At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, my mother went back to her hometown and said that she would not come back in the evening. My sister and I have always been at odds, so we went it alone.

Unsurprisingly, the "side face" was still there, and after a brief greeting, I told me about my injury. After saying that, I felt very happy, but I was also annoyed, and I told a stranger what I was doing here. As a result, in exchange for the sentence "What to eat at night, I will invite you." "This time I didn't refuse, and resolutely agreed, because my mother was not there, and there was really no food to eat at night.

The better the location, the more I paid the Internet fee, and I started to exercise in the hotel. I didn't have transportation, I didn't have the money to take a car, so I walked, but fortunately it wasn't far. At that time, I didn't have any communication tools, so I would tell me what I was wearing before we met.

I waited for a while in the better spot, and a tall man in a black shirt, black pants, and glasses appeared in front of me. The clothes are right, but I feel that something is wrong.

I moved over and asked, Are you Wang Hao (I went home and looked up the dictionary afterwards)? He said yes and started looking at me. Obviously, maybe my absolutely safe appearance was beyond his imagination. In about half a minute, he asked "how did you get here", I said "came here", and asked "what to eat"? I say "whatever".

I found a restaurant nearby, and he glanced at the menu and gave it to me, let me order it. I unceremoniously ordered my favorite dish and didn't care about it. He didn't say anything. While waiting for the food, I couldn't help but ask how old are you? He asked you how old you are. I said 14, and I saw the look of shock in his eyes, maybe he had always thought I was supposed to be a high school student and not a junior high school student. What about you, I asked? He only said he was older than you, but I always felt like he was a lot older than me. "Oh, I'll call you brother from now on." "Good".

When the dish came up, I really liked the "silk milk skin", and after eating half of it, I was really sweet, so I gave up and continued to eat it. During this time, I noticed that he was watching me all the time, eating slowly and elegantly, and occasionally smoking. I wanted to ask something, but I couldn't ask after all.

Years later, I realized what he had been thinking when he was looking at me, and it determined the direction of our story.

06

After the meal, he proposed to go to the movies, and I agreed to see that it was still early. At that time, the movie theater was not as good as it is now, and at that time it should have been called a video hall. When I entered this video hall, I instantly felt that it was in danger.

I'm a good student, this is the first time I have come in such a place, and after finding a place to sit down, I found that it is completely different from the movie theater, this is a private room, although it is not fully enclosed, but it is also relatively independent. The chair is also wider, with no armrests separating the two.

The movie is a horror movie, and I just like horror movies very much and am not afraid. Once I was seated, I looked around and felt very uncomfortable. The man was much more lazy, with his legs folded, lighting a cigarette, and with this action, I suddenly felt that this person was so handsome. Then I thought about it, he was a regular customer, so familiar with the road. Just as I was thinking about it, I forgot that I had been staring at him, and a strong smell of smoke came to my nose, and I managed to choke and cough constantly. He left the box. After a while with water and popcorn. When I was drinking water, I heard a sentence "Do you think I'm good-looking, so you keep watching?" The water squirted out two meters directly and continued to cough. Raise your hand and pat your back. There's a crack in the ground that I want to get into, and if it weren't for the darkness, he'd be able to see my red face like a monkey's ass.

07

But his hand never left my back. The temperature of the palm of the hand came through the clothes. The devil sent the gods to think that my chastity was going to be lost.

Finally gasping for breath, he spoke, "Does your leg still hurt?" "It was I who told him about my little accident. I smiled wryly, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

It's been a while since the horror movie started, and the horror atmosphere is almost rendered, but I think it's not the movie that's scary, it's the person next to me. He's moving closer to me. My right hand slid from my back to my waist, and I sat up straight in an instant, but he took advantage of the situation to hold my hand with his left hand, leaned his upper body on me, and asked if he was afraid?

He was asking if the movie was scary? Or do you want to ask him if it's scary?

I was 14 years old that year, and although I had no experience in the world and was pretending to be a good student, I immediately understood what was going to happen in the future. I clenched the bottle in my hand, and my mind raced to think about how to escape.

I thought I was so smart that when he got closer to me, he bounced up and said I was going to the bathroom, and ran out of the box without looking back.

Then he continued to run, through the park, before he stopped to catch his breath and looked back to see that no one was chasing him. I slowed down and walked home.