I whispered my displeasure, but his withered face scared me so much that I didn't have any power to refuse.

"I don't like holding hands."

He pulled the corners of his mouth and grabbed my hand as if he hadn't heard my words. Looks like I'm scared of running away.

I quietly pursed my lips and stopped talking. He was very satisfied with my response, and his face was smiling.

As the saying goes, changing your face is faster than turning a book, and I'm afraid that's what he's talking about.

He led me to a staircase, which was supposed to be the place to go up to the second floor, and he nudged me lightly, "Let's go inside." ”

I frowned, go in? Upstairs?

After quietly examining his face for a moment, I shifted my steps in a different direction and prepared to go upstairs.

He grabbed me by the collar and pulled me back, the fabric on my body was not good, after this vigorous pull, a big hole appeared in the back of the neck.

The withered palms slapped mercilessly on my face, "Why don't you listen to me!" Do you want to run out again! ”

In an instant, I was blinded by him, and before I could react, my hair was pulled by him again, and I slammed into the mottled wall, and there was a warm liquid on my forehead that slowly left, and the eyes of the beaten side were blinded by a piece of blood red, and the bright red color blocked my vision, and most of the things in front of me appeared ghosted, and my ears were buzzing.

I couldn't find the direction he was in all of a sudden, so I stretched out my hand and scratched it into the air, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and avenged my beating first......

And what I call revenge is like a child's temper tantrum in his eyes. He shoved me, knocking me to the ground.

Taking advantage of this gap, I exhaled heavily and shook my head to quickly return to consciousness.

I've become more and more sure that the person in front of me is an out-and-out psychopath, and he likes to abuse children.

Perhaps it was my pitiful expression that touched one of his nerves, and his two hands hanging down at his side were trembling slightly, and his expression was sad, and he wanted to reach out to touch me, but he was afraid of something.

I don't care what he's afraid of, but I'm afraid he's real.

He held out his hand to me, and I shuddered, and shrank back as fast as I could, barely reassuring to the corner.

With a "poof", he knelt down at me without warning.

I stared at him with wide eyes, and I didn't dare to blink, which one is this singing?

"Qingqing, it's the dean's fault. Is it good for you to forgive the dean, the dean really misses you so much...... There's no way I'm going to lose you anyway, these ...... Do you understand? As long as you promise the dean to stay by my side obediently, the dean will satisfy you with whatever you want, okay? ”

As he spoke, he covered his face and sobbed, the sarcoma next to his chin trembling.

Is this going to slap a sweet date?

But do I look like such an innocent and romantic child?

I was noncommittal about what he had said, and only stared at him with dark eyes.

Gradually, he collected his emotions and became the cold-blooded, ruthless, torturous psychopath.

His hand pointed to the corner of the stairs and the ground, and his shoulders drooped, "Qingqing, you've only been out of here for a few hours, why don't you even remember where the bathroom is?" ”

I silently rolled my eyes in my heart, I am only here for the first time, how will I know if the bathroom you are talking about is upstairs or in front of my eyes.

But I didn't want to show the slightest flaw in front of him, so I bowed my head obediently.

However, the bathroom here is so hard to find that it is covered under the staircase, a trapezoidal space, and the door is only large enough for one person to enter.

Only when you can see it can you see it?

"Go take a bath, your brothers and sisters are waiting for you. Don't make them wait too much. You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you? The dean is going to make you something to eat...... What do you think? He said with a smile, his eyes narrowing into slits.

I leaned against the wall and got up from the ground in a puff of smoke, keeping a safe distance from him, staring at his face without speaking.

"Okay, the dean was wrong just now, and the dean won't treat you like this again in the future, don't you be afraid of the dean, okay?" He deliberately lowered his voice, hoping that his voice would sound softer, but he didn't expect it to backfire, and it was more like a call from a ghost in the middle of a stormy night.

Under the threat of his gaze, I nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Go inside, there's your change of clothes inside. Your number is thirty-six, you shouldn't have forgotten this, right? His small, bright eyes suddenly burst into light.

I raised my vigilance and nodded heavily, it was dim, and the outline of the old man's figure was blurred, but it always gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Where this familiarity comes from, I can't find any trace in my memory.

This feeling of being controlled by an invisible force is very bad.

His gaze was so scorching that it was like a cheetah staring at its prey.

He did not intend to eat the prey all at once, but played with it like a cat and a mouse, waiting for the mouse to let its guard down, and then ate it in one bite.

Enjoy the thrill of the winner.

In order to get out of this strange feeling as quickly as possible, I pushed the door open with lightning speed, and the whole person got inside, temporarily avoiding his sight, which made me a lot easier.

His peculiar voice came in a muffled voice from outside the door, "You wash first, and the dean will make you something to eat." ”

Then, there was a faint metallic thud, followed by a burst of broken footsteps.

The cramped space is filled with not only the sour smell of feces and urine, but also the smell of dust mixed together. The smell of this made my stomach feel nauseous.

Tearing off a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapping it around his mouth and nose, the feeling of nausea and nausea finally improved a lot.

The old concrete floor was covered with sand and hair, long and short, mixed together, and it was strange to look at.

I hurriedly looked up and saw a number of white plastic bags hanging on the walls, with numbers written in red pen on the outside of the bags.

A rough count of them yielded more than a dozen.

The dean said I was number thirty-six, and I looked over a row of bags marked with numbers, and the last one was number thirty-six.

I carefully avoided the hair on the ground and used my dexterity to jump in front of bag 36.

The clothes I pulled out of them weren't neat and tidy, but they were much better than the rags on my body.

After dividing the clothes by two, he changed his clothes and returned the way he came, moved to the door, and listened carefully to the sound outside the door.

Turn the doorknob and plan to escape this place first.

When I turned it for the first time, the door didn't move.

I thought it was because I was too skinny and didn't have enough strength. I gritted my teeth and held my breath to get ready to feed, and finally there was a slight sound of the door.

A smile just appeared on my face, but it froze instantly.

This time, I was 100% sure that the failure to open the door had nothing to do with the size of my strength, but that the dean had locked the door outside.

Helpless, I hugged my legs tightly, buried my face between them, and soaked up the warmth of my body.

Shen Ming...... Where are you...... I miss you so much......

There was an iron sign on my chest that hurt my flesh, and I fumbled to pick it up and read the words on it in the dim light.

No. 36, Lu Qingqing.

I let go of my hand, and the sign shook twice, still hanging on my clothes.

Why is my name here?

The dean used to call me Qingqing, and I just thought it was a random name from him, or someone with the same name and surname as me.

But is it really so coincidental that things in the world are so coincidental that even the names are the same?

A sudden knock interrupted my thoughts, and I pressed against the door, watching for the locks.

Who are the people out there?

"Qingqing, have you washed it? The dean made you something delicious. "It's the nightmare dean again.

I blushed and said loudly, "Got it, you open the door." ”

There was silence outside the door for a moment, the lock turned, and the door opened a crack.

I slipped out like a fish.

He wore a dirty apron, probably for fear of soiling his white coat, and his sleeves reached his elbows, and he wiped his palms on the apron, and his eyes were not idle, and he swept over me like an X-ray.

I said stiffly, "Dean, I'm sleepy, I'm going to rest." ”

Only then did he reluctantly retract his gaze and lead the way, "Let's eat something first, you should be hungry after walking outside for so long." ”

He dubbed my escape a walk and made me shiver.

I followed him step by step, peeking around from time to time, hoping to find the perfect escape route.

He led me to the middle of the house, an open space surrounded by a dozen or so iron cages, where a fire was made of simple stones, and an iron pot was erected on it, from which white smoke rose and the sound of boiling hot water.

There was a smell of blood in the air that had not yet had time to disperse, there were sprays of blood on the ground that I had not had time to wipe off, and next to the iron pot, there was a piece of cloth the same as my clothes, which was piled up in a mess.

For a moment, I was timid, and I was no longer willing to take half a step forward.

The dean turned around, his whole face hidden in the shadows, but his voice was a little angry, "What are you doing!" Why don't you come! ”

I shook my head into a rattle, "No, I'm scared." ”

His face instantly became kind, and he stroked his stomach twice, "What's there to be afraid of, come over for dinner." I haven't eaten yet, and I've been out all day and I'm hungry. ”

"I'm not hungry, dean, you can eat." I smiled at him reluctantly, and that smile might be worse than crying.

He didn't say a word and wanted to rush out and arrest me, "What's the matter with you kid, you're not obedient at all!" If you don't obey, you will be captured by the jackals! ”