【1】

"Where are you going?"

In the darkness, a sentence came out of nowhere.

Then the phrase is like an infinite echo in an infinitely long corridor, and gradually, the echo hits the wall, stretches and increases, turning into a jumble of voices.

"Where are you going?"

"Where?"

"Where are you?"

"Where are you going?"

"You go ......"

"Where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

The girl's face suddenly lit up like a red light.

Her eyes were open, and the blood on her face was sticking to a lot of hair, the blood from the girl's unbelievable face, hundreds of glass shards stained red, half exposed to the air, half embedded in her skin.

She looked at me, silently.

"Mofei, where are you going?" As she spoke, the girl pulled out the glass shards inserted into her skin, and the movements were slow and light, and the blood flowed vertically downward, converging on her jaw, dripping, dripping.

She plucked them one by one, threw them down one by one, until her face was drowning in blood.

【2】

"Mofei, where are you going?"

【3】

The curtains were dyed dark blue by the moonlight, and the light through it shone on my upper body, and the beads of sweat sparkled on my skin, and I gulped and greedily absorbed enough oxygen into my lungs, and my chest cavity grew and recovered.

Warm lights are turned on.

"Nightmares again?" Gu Luo stroked my back.

I looked at her and didn't say anything.

"Who did you dream about?"

"Who? A human face, distorted to the point of not being shaped, who is it? The more I thought about it, the more my head hurt, and I held my head, a face that seemed familiar to me, but also strange.

A flash of a second.

Where are you going?

blood

hair

glass slag,

Faces.

……

Where are you going?

The face spoke to me again.

【4】

"Moham!"

"Huh?" When I opened my eyes, Gu Luo frowned and kept repeating my name.

The lights weren't on, and I was lying down.

"You're finally awake."

"You turned off the lights?"

"What? I didn't turn on the lights. Gu Luo said, "You just keep shouting, 'Who is she, who is she?', and struggle in bed." ”

I stared blankly at the upturned sheets at the head of the bed, and below it was a red Simmons, which looked like a small pool of blood because the lights were not on.

Serial dreams.

【5】

There was a click, and something fell on the quilt.

When I looked down, the blood had already soaked into the quilt and turned dark red.

Then another drop fell on the back of my hand.

I wiped my nose and wiped it until a patch of sticky blood was stretched on the back of my hand.

As he raised his head, the paper was handed over.

"Go to the toilet and wash up."

【6】

It was a long time ago.

I had a strange disease.

Nosebleeds have become almost as common as breathing and blinking your eyes.

Morning jogging, reading, cooking, eating, sleeping, dressing.

And there's no pattern to it.

Sometimes I just stopped bleeding, and when I look back at the book, I will bleed a book again; Sometimes it's clear that the flow is very strong, and when I go to the toilet, I stop it immediately.

It's like someone is turning a switch behind my back, harassing me all the time,

Remind me that she's still there,

She's still there.

【7】

Ithaca, New York, USA.

A thin layer of clouds and mist blocked the sun into a blur of light and shadow, the whole sky was reflected golden yellow by the clouds, the morning air was hazy, and the car whistle sounded from time to time.

I drove Gu Luo to school.

【8】

In the blink of an eye, Gu Luo has already gone to college, really fast.

When I met her, she was only 15 years old, dirty in the garbage bin, her eyes were very threatening, she was wearing a base layer stolen from an unknown adult, the neckline was so big that she could see the spring light that had not yet developed, the hem of the base layer went all the way to her knees, and she couldn't tell whether she was wearing pants or not, but all the exposed calves were bruised.

Like a timid, weak, vigilant, and aggressive wild cat, it hid behind a trash can when it saw us, and the short knife in its sleeve had quietly slipped into his hand and grasped it tightly, and it only took a second to cut my great artery.

The butler was about to pick up the shock device and stab her, but I grabbed him.

I said, "She's just hungry, huh?" ”

Saying that I wanted to give her the rest of the McDonald's in my hand, before the second step was fully taken, my wrist had been silently cut open by the rusty short knife, and blood splashed the little girl's face, but she didn't even blink an eye, stood in front of me, looking at my pupils.

I said, "It's food, it's delicious." ”

Actually, I'm already in pain and I'm about to faint, but isn't that how to tame kittens? If you don't get bitten by it, it won't accept you as a master.

The blood had gradually dripped into a small pool, but I was adamant that she would not give up, and she tilted her head to look at me, and after a long time, she looked at my hand, and I didn't know if she was looking at my wound or the bag of McDonald's that I had eaten.

I don't know how long I persevered, but she still took what I had in my hand, I fell into the housekeeper's arms when I turned around, and when I woke up, Gu Luo became our family's servant, because she carried me back to the bedroom, even if I woke up and couldn't see her, I wouldn't stop, because the moment I looked at her, she was destined to be my person, and there was nothing to change,

"You stole the contents of my trash can, so you're going to belong to me."

【10】

I watched Gu Luo walk into the school gate, stunned for a long time, until the sound of the car whistle behind me had been maliciously ringing non-stop, then I suddenly woke up, and hurriedly stepped on the accelerator, and at the same time as I saw a few drops of red color, my right hand had already pulled up the paper towel that had been placed behind the windshield, and the paper towel had been completely soaked in red before ten seconds.

I hit the right side and entered the sidewalk next to the park outside the university, pulled more than a dozen sheets in a row, crumpled them all in front of my nose, and felt for the medicine in my pocket with my left hand. Such an embarrassing side may not have been seen by anyone in the Mo family, including Mo Zhiyuan and Steward Li, these people who seem to be closest to me.

The medicine bottle is custom-made, and you can pour no more or no less into your mouth at a time, and it is also the quickest way to take medicine. I chewed the pill and swallowed it, and my hand to my nose was already shaking violently.

Presumably, when Mo Zhiyuan sees my scene, he will only think that I am embarrassed and dirty, right? Such a descendant is not worthy of inheriting his family business at all, because I will not live long at all, and what the Mo family needs is not a sick, decadent person who drops out of school before finishing high school.

Dad.

This codename, which resembles a noun, in my world, does not exist in condolences on the phone, does not exist in the concern in the envelope, does not exist in any words spoken in the capacity of a father, it, for two years existed only in a bank card.

What he looked like, I've long forgotten.

I don't want to remember.

What I can remember is that he often drank medicine, and every time he swallowed it, he would make a muffled "ah" sound from the tube in his throat.

Hear it every day,

You can still hear it after leaving him.

It's like a recording that interferes with memory waves,

Thick and disgusting.

You can't erase it.

【11】

A strong man in a black police uniform held a flipbook and knocked on my car window with a pen, saying in a reckless tone, "There is no parking here."

I lowered the window, and the policeman frowned slightly, "Are you all right?"

When I lowered the window, I probably made the police smell fishy, because there was so much blood that I had blood on my hands, collar, legs, and steering wheel, which made the policeman's otherwise unkind tone retreat.

But at the same time as he asked, his left hand was already touching the police weapon on his waist, because it was not ruled out that there were other people in my car.

“Yeah I’m fine.” I opened the door to show for alert.

The policeman squinted his head into the car to make sure there was no one else before picking up the flipbook of the ticket again.

"Illegal parking." He lowered his head and scribbled something.

PROPPING MY WHOLE BODY UP ON THE CAR DOOR, I TOOK A PACK OF WINSYON FROM MY POCKET, A RELATIVELY COMMON STYLE OF CIGARETTE IN THE UNITED STATES.

The policeman looked up stunned, "Are you sure you're okay?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said "fine" and lit a cigarette.

“Okey.” The police gave me the ticket.

"Sorry, there's can't smoking here." The policeman took me aback by puffing out his cigarette with his bare hands.

When I was a child, I often saw the fat uncle of the Li family who talked about business with Mo Zhiyuan holding a sandalwood Buddha bead in his left hand, and when he finished smoking, he put the Buddha beads into the coat pocket that could not fit his big belly bag at all, and in just one second, I saw that the cigarette butt was extinguished instantly, and the excess cigarette ash was driven into the ashtray by the fat man in a show-off manner.

I think such people are really stupid.

But this policeman gave me a completely different feeling, I looked at his back and was stunned for a moment.

“Hurry up ok？ (Hurry up)" the policeman yelled as he turned around impatiently.