It's still the same boy, and he always seems to be unable to escape the setting of this kind of scene. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At night, the moon was round, and it was spread on the ground like a layer of frost, and the boy knelt in front of his house in a wide gray cotton jacket. The old wooden door was closed to him, and there was no one waiting behind the door, and he knelt on the ground, looking at the door blankly, and felt extremely happy even if he saw the slightest crack.

Next time, if someone beats you, you must return it, you know? Double it back!

He remembered the words of the fat woman in his mind again, what was the woman who had been beating himself in the room just now, what was she doing now, was she worried about this son who was kneeling outside the door? Or have long been asleep unconscious. The boy looked up, looked at the moon in the sky, and sneezed, would the man called Daddy look at him from the moon? He seems to have forgotten what he did wrong today, maybe his mother was right, maybe it was just a misunderstanding that he didn't understand, but he really couldn't bear it, he remembered the decision he had thought about before, run away, escape from this place when there was no one around, as for whether he could continue to survive at the age of eleven, he didn't think about it, at least it would be better without that woman!

So he stood up, patted the dirt on his knees, put on his long padded jacket, rubbed his hands, turned and left, resolutely, and the expression on his face matured by this great decision. As long as he walked out of the alley, he walked south along the avenue when he got out of the alley, and he vaguely remembered that there lived an old lady who claimed to be his grandmother in a certain village, and if he found her, he should be saved.

Holding the red bricks he had picked up on the ground, he was walking along the walls of the alley, which seemed to him to have no deep meaning - it was not to leave a clue for the woman to find herself, it might just be pure boredom. He looked up and saw the moon hanging above his head, why did this guy follow him all the time, and would his father, who lived on it, watch him?

The boy stopped, looking at the moon, and the round pie-shaped face seemed to bloom with a smile.

"Woohoo!"

The barking of a dog broke the boy's contemplation, and he glanced alarmingly down the alley, where the white moonlight was cast, empty, and there was not a single figure. He stopped, and imagined a big black dog behind him, and barked again, and the dog, baring its teeth, glared at him viciously, and his heart was furious, and he moved cautiously, "Wangwang," the dog rushed over, and although his feet were frozen, he didn't care about anything at this time, and ran as soon as he took a step.

As long as you run out of this alley, it will be fine, this dog should be from a nearby family, and it will not run too far, the boy comforted himself. However, dragging the heavy padded jacket, he felt that he had been running for a long time, but he had never left this alley, according to his memory, there were many residents here, and his own house was in the deepest part of the alley, but as long as he walked straight forward, he could walk out in ten minutes, did he go in the wrong direction.

Because of his physical strength, his running speed was no different from walking, but the dog had not caught up, and he turned around, and sure enough, there was no sign of the black dog, so he stopped and breathed.

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"What's going on? It's back! The crow opened his eyes, only to find that the two of them were still standing on the steps holding hands, and nothing had changed around them.

"It's our own problem if we think wrong." Zhang Hanqing touched the wall, the reinforced concrete barrier did not have any loopholes.

"That means that the other person has taken control of our brains and created fear in our hearts, which creates illusions."

"Suffice it to say, I should have thought that if it was a spirit, this would be the best way to use it, but..."

"What?" The night was dark, the crows didn't turn on the flashlight, and the light of them who were "lost" had no effect, he could imagine Zhang Hanqing's expression at this time, he must have looked straight ahead very calmly, but the smell of the girl after the exercise was still very good, and his heart was slightly rippling.

"Can you let go of my hand first, I'm already sweating." Zhang Hanqing said coldly.

“sorry！” The crow's heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom of the icy lake, and indeed, he suddenly felt a little cold, the biting cold of the winter snow blown by the north wind, "Do you feel cold?" ”

"Is it cold?" Zhang Hanqing's left and right fingers were stacked together, twisted a few times, and there was still the residual warmth of the crow's palm on it, "No!" Although it cools down at night, you are too empty! ”

The crow rubbed his arm, a chill swept up from the soles of his feet, and his toes soon felt frozen, "Let's not talk about this, then how do you get out of this predicament?" The crow shuddered and shrank back.

"What are you thinking about right now?"

Zhang Hanqing suddenly came to this kind of question, which made the crow a little overwhelmed, what was he thinking now, probably thinking about what he was thinking, in short, he couldn't answer, his mind was much better, "What do you want to say?" ”

"For example, at times like this, the most important thing I want to do is to get out of this place, grab that, and teach it a hard lesson. What about you? ”

"I want to get out of this hellish place too, but if you want to do the most, it's not this, I want to have an air conditioner, because Made's so cold."

"Do you still think so?"

"Of course, but there's another idea."

"Say."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Is your greatest wish right now to keep out the cold?"

"Sort of!" The crow was almost crouching, his hands crossed over his chest, and his feet were constantly stamped.

"Keep it that thought and run."

The crow turned on the flashlight and looked at Zhang Hanqing suspiciously, "Here you go, be careful." He handed her the flashlight, then tightened the strap of his backpack and walked down, he didn't know what Zhang Hanqing meant, but she must have a reason to do so.

"Keep moving forward?"

"Well, you just have to go forward!" Zhang Hanqing stood in place, did not move his body, nor did he shine the flashlight in the direction of the crow, but took out his mobile phone from his bag, looked at the time, and there was no signal at all.

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Where is this?

The boy was still in that alley, still familiar to him, and the line drawn on the wall with a red turn was obvious, and he stretched out his little fleshy hand that was frozen with sores, and touched the line, it was he who drew it, but why did he come back.

He also wanted to go to the distant grandmother's house to live, at least after this winter, although he met the big black dog, he still did not change his mind, and kept running along the wall. However, now I am like being in a huge labyrinth, I can't escape, everything is back to the beginning, the woman will find herself who ran away from home, and then as usual, she can't escape a beating.