November 3, 2012

In the darkness, I opened my eyes suddenly, breathing rapidly, but because I was lying down, when I exhaled, there was only the rise and fall of my chest, but not much air came out, I moved my hands and feet, struggled to get up from this bed, leaning against the head of the bed and panting, in front of me was a red roller blind, there were some bits and pieces of hollow on the curtain, and a lot of ultraviolet sunlight was shining through these hollows, like stars in the sky.

After a period of adaptation, I gave up my childlike thinking, observing this room, the room is not very large, a bed is worth one-quarter of the space, open the roller shutter that is a wardrobe, it is placed on the left side of the bed, the style of the wardrobe is very old, it belongs to a three-door wardrobe, I don't know what era of the last century handed down, the middle of the wardrobe is a mirror, on both sides is a vertical cabinet for clothes, there are two drawers on it, the drawer is locked with a copper lock, it seems to be a valuable item.

I got up and sat on the edge of the bed, facing the window, and under the window was a desk full of books, toy cars, and cheap model airplanes with candy.

I subconsciously sorted out my thoughts, and suddenly found that I had almost no memory that I could use, except for brushing my teeth, washing my face, walking, running, and some basic common sense, I didn't have any memory in my head at all, but the blank memory didn't bring me much panic, I touched my head and didn't know what to do?

Just as my hand was about to be close to my head, I felt a hard object. "Copper sheets? One such word comes to mind, bronze is not iron, it weighs much heavier than a patch of the same volume. ”

After shaking my head, I realized that this thing was completely worn on my head, and when I touched it around, I couldn't think of what kind of shape it was.

Why am I wearing this? Who put it on me? I tried desperately to think about the blank mind, but what I got was an even bigger blank, and it seemed that I had amnesia, I said to myself. I slowly moved down from the bed and walked to the mirror little by little, looking at myself in the mirror, one meter 8 tall, thin, wearing only a white vest on the whole body, but I could see that this vest was not mine, without the slightest muscle, wearing this vest, like a sheep in wolf's clothing, not only did not give people a majesty but made people laugh.

But I can't laugh right now because of the mask on my face.

It was the face of an animal, with a long nose like a stick, which was almost immediately visible, and the mask had a deep and large frame with fine lines, wrinkles on the forehead, and a convex face on the outside and concave on the inside. On the whole, the position of the facial features is similar to that of the human face. The shape is fierce, with a large mouth opening and openwork fangs on both sides. It looks like it has a pattern of gulping blood and eating meat.

I looked at it and subconsciously touched the wrinkles on my "face", which was not bad.

At this time, I didn't have any thoughts in my head at all, like an empty shell, I slowly began to think, I realized that I seemed to remember a lot of things, but these things were very messy and I couldn't remember them for a while, amnesia? I thought so, I have amnesia? So what does the beginning of this bloody drama mean?

At this time, there was a "poof" sound from the floor, it seemed that someone had come upstairs, I stood in place, watching the door being pushed open by a person about 25 years old, he saw me stunned for a moment, maybe I haven't gotten used to the mask on my face! Then he laughed loudly, "Friend, are you awake?" ”

The young man's voice was very strange, not like the Mandarin I perceived, especially the thick partial tone, and there was a deliberate pause in the middle when he said his friend, during which he looked me up and down, and then said, "Are you awake?" "It seems that he is not familiar with me. So why am I at their house?

I straightened my mind and looked at him head-on, and he was 1.7 meters tall, not fat or thin, but the explosive surname of the muscles on my body made me subconsciously feel a sense of danger, it seems that this vest on my body should be his, this person walked towards me while talking, and his face always wore the most simple smile, like treating a long-lost friend.

I smiled and nodded, but then I realized that my smile was completely invisible, and I had no choice but to extend my right hand to show my friendliness.

Who knew that he looked at me and stretched out his hand, but his smile became even stronger, and he walked around my side and put a hand directly on my shoulder. "Friend, are you feeling better?"

"It's better." I nodded, it seemed that this person didn't know about my amnesia.

"I thought you were scared! I almost went to invite someone. He said with a slight smile.

"Not yet!" I touched my head, only to find that what I was starting with was completely cold, which was embarrassing.

"What's the matter with this mask of yours?" The man's tone became heavy, after all, he hadn't even seen my face, and if he accidentally saved a criminal, it would make a big deal out of it.

"I don't know." I shook my head a little lost, and wanted to open his hand, but found that his strength was very strong, I knew that he was guarding against me, for a stranger, and a stranger with a mask, anyone has a little resistance and beware, even if it can take me home, I have no choice, after a few struggles, I let him go.

"And what's your name?" He suddenly let go of his hand as if to dispel his doubts about me, and I didn't understand his thoughts for a while, so he looked at me and asked, Look at your strength, it should be a city person.

"Sorry, I don't think I remember." I touched my head, ah no, my mask, trying to look a little more honest. At the very least, don't let others look at this "face" of mine like a bad person.

"It looks like amnesia!" The young man put his hands on my shoulders from the front, looking a little serious, but definitely not flustered, as if everything was in his imagination. "You come with me, I'll take you to see."

I didn't have time to say wait, so he pulled me out, out of this house I found out that this is a wooden building, a total of only 2 stories high, where I am now is the second floor, out of the door there are a total of 2 rooms, the hall is huge, he told me to wait here and then ran into a house and said found me a set of clothes.

During this period, I took a general look at the structure of his house here, there are 3 houses in the house, one is for storage, one is for clothes, the interior of the room is basically the same, there is no decoration, simple and simple, just two sheets are spread in the room where the clothes are placed, and even the lights are dropped on the roof with wires, and the whole material is wooden, no wonder the person will pop when he goes upstairs.

I paced down the hall and looked at this room, there was only one bedroom, and the bedroom was the one where I slept. That is to say, the owner of this house gave his bed to me, but he slept on the floor of another room, what a good person, I looked at the back man in the room, suddenly he was a little rickety, but it was not the kind of very obscene hunchback, if he stood in front of you, you would still think that he was a mountain, and not only that, when I just talked to him, his lungs breathed a lot, it should have been caused by inhaling some harmful gas. In addition, there is the pace of his walking, in my first impression it seems that it does not fit his body type at all, if it is a big man in my opinion the momentum of walking is also wide open and closed, but he is different, his steps are very small, but the action is very fast, we take a big stride He is enough to walk 4 to 5 small steps in an instant, this is not an exaggeration, I look really carefully.

"Alright. Take this one. His voice came from the room, and I was suddenly pulled out of my contemplation, and I shook my head and muttered to myself, "What? I would have thought of something like this, but how did I come up with the idea? I frowned and searched my mind, it was still blank and it seemed that it was just an unintentional thought, just like if you see a beautiful woman on the street, you immediately think of going up and talking to her, but if you can't see her you will never have such an idea, I try to convince myself.

"Try?" By this time he had already walked in front of me, and his steps were so light that I barely paid attention, causing myself to be startled and go straight to the wall.

It's really hospitable, I thought to myself, but I saw that the person smiled and handed me a set of clothes, said let me put it on, and then picked up the phone and called, dialing one by one and ridiculing me, saying that I was too timid, and I was becoming more and more like a city person, I cried in my heart, saying that this city person has eight lifetimes of enmity with you, big brother. It wasn't until I heard him on the phone that I shifted my mind and realized that he wasn't speaking Mandarin at all, but a dialect that didn't give me even a bit of near-phonetic analysis.

I began to wonder what this place was, and I followed him out of the room to the balcony, and saw a mountain, a very tall mountain, and one that was continuous on the left and right, and the plants on the mountain had grown upwards in a stepwise direction.

The green and blue sky were full of eyes, a small stream flowed slowly under the mountain, and a few children on the shore were running happily, and the vision was indented into a few small fields, and the fields to the place where we lived there were wooden paths built by small wooden strips, first a firewood house, then a small flat-roofed house, and up to the top to the house where I was.

Looking at everything I suddenly felt a little lost, looking at the world, my previous peace was completely left behind, and I began to think, who am I? Where is this? Who put the mask on me? Where am I going?

Who am I? Where am I going? A voice in my heart began to resonate with me, and the feeling spread out in my heart like a ripple of vibration.

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