The sun was setting and hazy, and it was about to enter the evening before darkness. In the city's old city, a half-demolished, half-dilapidated street was heard.

''Stop!''

·· Catch him...

·· Run? Where are you going?

I saw a little boy who was slightly thinner and wearing a school uniform that was one size bigger and was chased and pushed by the same little boys, and several people surrounded the little boy is punching and kicking, beating and scolding over and over again:

·· Pretty fast...

·· If you have the ability, you can run again··

The little boy lying on the ground didn't say a word, just hugged his head. Shrink your body into a ball as much as possible, as if this posture will avoid pain.

After a while, I was probably tired, and I didn't know if I was afraid of breaking someone. A tall boy with a missing front tooth shouted:

"That's it! Come on! No need to fight, let's go"

As he spoke, he kicked the boy on the ground in the back and then spat at the mouth.

Then a few boys hooked their shoulders and walked towards the corner of the alley.

The darkening sky is a bit bleak.

It should be around eight o'clock in the evening in summer, and the breeze is gently blowing.

"Uh--- hum"

Just a while after a few beating boys left, the shrunken man on the ground finally had a trace of movement. There was a long, painful cry. Then, he began to move, first spreading his legs little by little, and then slowly lowering his hands holding his head, until the whole person spread out into a "big" shape. Looking down from the sky, there was no expression on his face, and the dark pupils of his eyes were not focused. In this state, in this appearance, it seems that this kind of encounter does not seem like the first time for him.

"Protect my face again!"

"No more excuses like last time"

"Huh"

The boy lying on the ground talked to himself, and finally let out two inexplicable laughs. I don't know if it was the birds flying by in the sky, or if he saw the half of the bare wall of whose house made him laugh.

Then the boy got up and limped towards the east of the city. As the boy left, the alley returned to calm, a pair of garbage cans against the wall, a cat and mouse that flashed past and hid in the shadows, some broken walls, and a breeze. All with a sense of desolation. This little bullying, this little sin. It disappeared between heaven and earth, and now it is estimated that no one will know what is happening here except for the birds in the sky who have witnessed all this. The sins of this city that are greater than this or this are particularly charming and charming against the backdrop of neon lights.