Note: This article is considered to be a supplement to the roughly written Israeli plot, and it can also be regarded as a pen practice

The sun sank to the horizon completely, taking away the last shred of light and heat, and the crescent moon that should have been picked up hid above the heavy clouds, half-concealed and half-concealed to spare a little light, leaving the earth to a deep darkness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Originally, since the invention of electric lights and the construction of electric power projects step by step, the darkness of the night has almost disappeared for modern cities inhabited by human beings, but unfortunately, there is still a word in this world called blackout.

So Hoffman had to light up the old lighting tool: candles, tidying up his little bookstore in a faintly pulsing dim light.

The last guest had left half an hour earlier, and on a normal day, Hoffman would have closed his doors and windows and walked home guessing the dinner menu.

But today, Hoffman is engaged in the boring task of sorting out books by candlelight that is very unfriendly to his middle-aged eyes, because he does not want to go home, and he does not want to face the happy daughter who suddenly announces that he has a marriage partner.

irritability, depression, anger, heartache...... The thought that his daughter was going to put on a wedding dress and be embraced by other men couldn't stop these emotions from coming up, but Hoffman didn't dare to show it in front of his daughter, so he chose to be silent and escape.

Between the bookshelves that the family has run for decades, silently clicking on one book after another, escaping the dilemma of reality and the soul.

"Huh?"

Counting and sorting to the end corner of the third row of bookshelves, Hoffman felt a strange texture, sandwiched in the copy of the ancient poetry collection that few people turned, and it felt like: "...... Skin?"

......

The sound of the soles of her shoes hitting the brick pavement was very clear in the deserted streets at night, as if Naomi was breathing heavily from walking for a long time.

The street lamp, which has just been energized, pulls her shadow from long to short, from short to long, like a silent and deserted mime, which is extremely lonely and frightening.

Naomi didn't want to go out at this time, but her father's worries: missing dinner for hours and not coming home, and calling the bookstore and not answering, made her really can't help but run out.

Fortunately, when she arrived at the familiar door, nothing unexpected happened, and the fear of walking alone at night was just scaring herself after all.

After the crisp rotation of the metal bracket, the carved door that could not be maintained by time could not stop the erosion of time made a penetrating sound like scraping flesh and bones, and was gently pushed open by Naomi, and the black hole behind the door seemed to be an endless mouth......

"Smack!" fumbled to find the switch, and after a crisp sound of plastic, the artificial cold light instantly shattered the darkness, and the familiarity as usual made Naomi relax, the question was: "Dad, are you there?"

It was quiet, no one answered, but Naomi had seen the keys behind the counter, and her father was supposed to be still here.

The layout of the bookstore is very simple, divided into a book exhibition area and a small warehouse at the back, Naomi walked in step by step along the empty passage separated by the bookshelves, "This is ......"

Picking up the book that had fallen to the ground, the pages of the book, which were not brand new but kept neat and clean, were dusty, and the beautiful verses were covered with dirt that could not be erased, and Naomi became more and more worried: "Dad, where are you?"

It didn't take even half a minute to walk through the book exhibition area, and Naomi quickly walked to the door of the warehouse, and the door was open.

And candlelight......

"Dad!" The moment she turned on the light, Naomi recognized the back of the squatting in the corner, and the fright and worry just now all turned into disgust: "I told you no, and I didn't answer the phone, I'm worried about ......"

Naomi's voice grew smaller and quieter, because he didn't move, he didn't react. She stretched out her trembling hand and stretched out to the shoulder that once seemed to carry her whole world: "Dad......"

"Oh!!" The moment her palm touched her shoulder, the screams rang out one after another, and Naomi was so frightened by her father's screams and out-of-shape face that she retreated again and again, until her back hit the stacking shelves.

Hoffman stood up against the wall, not forgetting to slip the piece of leather paper in his pocket while shoving it into his pocket, and then made a thief-like robbery: "Whew...... Naomit, the Lord is above, you almost scared Dad to death. ”

Unlike Hoffman's fear mixed with a different kind of weakness, Naomi was really taken aback, she patted her fluctuating chest, and gasped: "Dad, I've called you several times, and why don't you answer the phone and hide here?"

Because of the angle, Naomi didn't see the pattern blocked by Hoffman on the floor, and she didn't seem to notice the piece of leather paper that Hoffman stuffed into his pocket just now, which made Hoffman breathe a sigh of relief, and his eyes unconsciously moved slightly on his daughter's chest, and some thoughts that should not arise quietly grew, "Just thinking about something, you're getting married...... Reminds me of your mother. ”

The topic of her mother, who had passed away for many years, made Naomi not know what to say for a while, and the small warehouse that smelled of books, ink and paper was silent, and the father and daughter looked at each other, but the daughter didn't know what fierce struggle was rolling in her father's head, 'Do you want to ...... or not'

In the end, the silence was broken by Hoffman, who patted the belly of the middle-aged Fafu and smiled as before: "Daddy's stomach is almost hungry, where's my dinner?"

Naomi was amused by the dry humor that he had been playing for more than ten years, and then skipped the question of her mother, who had been sad for a long time: "It's already piled up on the dining table, but you didn't come, Dad." ”

"Well, my bad. Hoffman raised his hand in surrender, but remained where he was, "However, I still have to clean up this place, you can wait at the door first." ”

Naomi, who was accustomed to obeying her father, turned away obediently again, and because of this, she didn't see Hoffman's eyes flashing with other thoughts, and she didn't see Hoffman's gradually distorted expression: "You are mine, Naomi, we will be together forever......"

......

"That's all right, let's go. Hoffman quickly came out of the warehouse and greeted his daughter, who was standing in front of the store.

Naomi followed her father's rhythm without any doubt, turned around, and felt the doorknob - a pain in the back of her head plunged the world into darkness.

Did it succeed? Did it succeed? Did it succeed? Didn't succeed ?......

Hoffman looked obsessively at his daughter lying on the floor, his pale face not only because of his anxiety, but also because he had just let go of a small basin of blood, and drew a big graffiti on the floor, and also drew the same small graffiti on the skin of her flat and smooth lower abdomen, mysterious and weird.

The light, the blood-colored light, gradually brightened, and finally filled Hoffman's eyes—

"Dad~" In the light, Naomi, who was half-dissolved, opened her eyes, got up, and looked at him in confusion.

Hoffman, who couldn't control himself anymore, hugged her, tightly, and refused to let go, "Naomi, you are mine, and you will always be my ......"

Letting the man named Father roam his hands over his body, removing the obscuring clothes little by little, Naomi smiled and nodded, "Yes, Father, I will always be yours." ”

......

The next morning, when Hoffman awoke from his slumber, he anxiously reached out to his side, and when he touched the soft person, he could discern that it was her smell that filled his nose, and he relaxed, she was his, forever.

After Naomi also woke up, and took the initiative to cooperate with his crazy repeated requests in her unfamiliar way, Hoffman climbed out of bed contentedly, cleaned up, and even made breakfast herself.

"Remember, forget about that kid in the future, never see him again, don't pay attention to him......" During breakfast, Hoffman did not forget to tell her to break ties with the nasty young man, and of course, did not forget to tell her not to tell anyone about the intimate breakthrough between him and her.

Then he had to go to work again, and he had a large number of regulars among his customers who belonged to acquaintances, and he didn't want to be asked about his unusual behavior. From beginning to end, he didn't notice the confusion hidden under Naomi's docile eyes.

Two hours after he left, there was a knock on the door.

......

When evening came again, Hoffman couldn't wait to see off the few remaining guests and close the door to go home.

But when the key turned and the door opened, Hoffman didn't see what he thought he should see: his daughter smiling and greeting him behind the door, and a warm and fragrant dinner with the best of all the time.

"Naomie!" Hoffman called out twice, but he could not get any answer, and a sense of foreboding came over him, and he hurried to her room.

"You bitch, you ......" A man, a man whom Hoffman had met a few times, a man who had once had his future son-in-law on his title, pressed against her motionless body and slammed and insulted.

It was as if a complete version of Big Ivan had been detonated in his head, and Hoffman's consciousness went blank......

When he came to his senses, he was chopping up the last piece of barely recognizable human tissue into even more pieces, chopping it up enough to feed it to the dog without worrying about it choking.

"Vomit ......" After almost vomiting out his stomach, Hoffman remembered, and only then did he have the remaining mental strength to remember: "Naomi!!"

......

......

"The murderer must be him, and the results of the identification have come out. The policeman holding the report pointed at Hoffman, who was isolated, with a disgusted face: "This disgusting bastard, not only killed his daughter, but also * corpse, the chopped up is not a good thing, and the female corpse also has a sample of his body fluids......"

It's like being cursed by the devil, the sheriff closes the folder, and doesn't want to see this kind of crazy case anymore, too much has happened during this time, and every time he challenges his lower limit of three views, such as this:

The family of the male deceased reported that he had not returned home for a long time, and the police had just wanted to go to the murderer's house to ask for clues, but found "two" corpses that had not been covered up at all, well, they were actually a complete female corpse and a piece of broken flesh;

The disappearance case instantly turned into a murderous murder case, and then it was pursued by the police dogs, and they found him directly in the murderer's bookstore, according to the eyewitness police report at the time, this guy was already chattering crazy at that time, constantly rummaging through the messy books, repeatedly chanting "there must be, there must be something......", the muzzle of the gun on the head was ignored by him, and finally he was forcibly knocked unconscious;

And now, according to the forensic report and traces of retrogression, it has been determined that this madman first murdered his daughter and * the corpse, and then pretended to be okay to open a store to do business, and when he returned home, he found that the body had also been desecrated by his future son-in-law, and he killed and mutilated the body in anger.

The only suspicion is that the forensic doctor identified the time of death of the female corpse, but could not determine the cause of death, but the murderer was already crazy and couldn't ask at all, "Forget it, so be it, anyway, the evidence is sufficient, this kind of scum should not even need to go to court, just shoot it." ”

......

"Naomi, so we'll be together forever. ”

The forensic doctor, who signed the report, caressed the girl's confused face, and kissed it gently in a daze, begging and lingering......

"Yes, together forever. ”

There was a strange light in the girl's eyes, and she murmured softly.

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Outside the door, Chu Man just silently added notes on the actual effect, and then quietly walked away, just like the piece of vellum paper he quietly sandwiched in the book.