I squinted and walked aboard the bus, I had found my way to my destination, but the chances of them being there were low, I had all been captured, and they might have been caught in a bitter battle somewhere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I have nowhere else to go but to bet that they are there.

Squeezing into the crowd, I leaned against the window tiredly, closed my eyes and rested, there were constantly inexplicable desires impacting my heart, changing my behavior, the whole world had almost become colorful in my eyes, the whole world had become a noisy giant sound in my eyes, every color, every trace of sound, was distorted after it came to my mind, the pale red looked like the red of blood, and the voice sounded like a dying old woman whispering indistinctly, one moment awake, one moment blurred, occasionally dizzy, Occasionally, when I was awake, the breeze blew against my skin, and it hurt like a knife, but then the next second the pain turned into pleasure.

Call... I opened the window and breathed in the warm current blowing outside the car, I don't know how long later, the car stopped, I looked at the stop sign through the window, and found that it was still not there, so I continued to close my eyes and recuperate, it seemed that I had controlled myself, at least when I closed my eyes and recuperated, the thought of destroying the world or harming myself or killing the people around me only appeared thirteen times.

However, after the bus started, something unexpected happened, I was standing at the window in the middle of the bus, and a woman in her thirties next to me muttered something at first, I didn't hear clearly, and the next moment I shouted: "I lost my phone!" ”

The people around her immediately turned their eyes to her, and so did I, she looked left and right, and finally stared at me, and then said coldly: "Young man, it can't be that you did it, right?" ”

"A thief's eyebrows and rat eyes are not a good thing at first glance."

Thief's eyebrows? Yes, I'm squinting, but how is this a thief? My already agitated violence grew more and more turbulent, and I resisted the urge to beat her up and explained in a low voice, "I didn't steal it, I'm just a little tired." ”

"Really? Okay, can I do a search of you? The woman did not mean to back down at all, but made such a request even harder.

"I'm sorry, no." I'm not prepared to back down again and again, that sentence just now has already given her enough face.

Her eyes immediately widened, and she scolded loudly: "No? That's what you stole it! Be a thief! ”

I took a deep breath, stepped out of the window, squeezed through the crowd, moved two steps to her, opened my bloodshot eyes wide, met her sharp gaze, and whispered word by word, "I said, no." ”

Her sharp gaze softened, she looked at the people around her, no one supported her, of course, no one supported me, but the next second a cold snort came out, and she continued to be aggressive: "The person closest to me, who looks the most like a thief is you, let me search for anything, I can't find it, and naturally I won't bother you." ”

I couldn't stand this woman's aggressiveness any longer, so I clenched my fists hard and punched her straight in the face! But what I didn't expect was that a strong arm suddenly appeared next to me, holding my hand tightly, making my fist unable to move any further.

I looked at the owner of the arm, a muscular man in his twenties, who shook his head at me and said, "Don't make a big deal out of it. ”

"That lady, if you don't have evidence, please don't slander others."

I looked at him and sneered, "Why didn't you say that just now?" Do you think that just by your words, I won't beat her? ”

"Little bunny, you dare to hit me?"

I didn't want to look at her, my other hand directly punched up, a punch hit her nose hard, she immediately covered her nose and screamed, a trace of red blood slowly seeped out from between her fingers, I looked at the man, and said slowly: "What, I just hit, I just want to make a big deal." ”

"Old woman, do you like this?"

"You..." The sturdy man looked at me stunned, let go of my hand, and said, "Okay, okay, then I don't care, you can do it yourself." ”

"Hehe, I let you take care of it? Old woman, do you still want your phone? ”

"Call the police, someone has beaten someone! Call the police! The woman shouted loudly, and the driver finally stopped the car and leaned back to see what was going on, and I felt so happy that the depression in my heart was swept away, and even the surging violent desire had subsided a lot.

I found it seemed like a way to vent those negative emotions, but I didn't know if it would be useful to do so in a fantasy.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, and watching the woman jump up and down to show off her intelligence, my heart became more and more happy.