Chapter 63: I Could Have Gone Further

"Crackling ......"

Dense raindrops pounded on the car windows, blurring the view outside the windows.

Like the sound of falling beans, it resounded one after another, echoing in people's ears.

It seems to be a lullaby, but when you listen to it, it seems too hurried, with a gradually approaching depression and sullenness. urging you to return to your dreams.

"Ahh (Come on!) )”

In the wind and rain.

A woman's cry came out like swallowing a needle and draining blood.

And because of the distance, it can't even be heard.

"Ahh (I want all of you to go through my nightmares!) )”

"Whoa......

It was as if the endless rain was obscuring the sky.

Engulfed the lonely bus in the middle of the road, and also swallowed up the small light of the headlights.

……

"I'm a very beautiful girl."

"That's what everyone around me has told me since I was a child."

……

Probably when the bus was passing through an intersection.

Jiang Sheng, who was still on high alert, suddenly lost consciousness. It's like a machine breakdown, or a kite that has a broken string. Its thoughts suddenly drifted away, disappearing between the water and the sky.

And when it woke up again, the perception had fallen into the memory of some stranger.

The other man's voice sounded slowly in his ears.

If it is separated, it will be intermittent......

It seems to come from nothingness, and it seems to come from the murmuring narrative of the black cat's "human".

This made Jiang Sheng gradually fall into confusion.

The spirit is no longer clear, and the ears and eyes are confused.

It seems to have forgotten who it was and where it was.

Forget what to do in the moment.

The black cat's entire mind was occupied by the sudden memory.

Even for a moment, it was impossible to tell whether it had broken into a memory, or if it had recovered a memory.

It's just recalling, recalling.

Immersive, with all five senses.

It's like looking back on a certain period of your own life.

……

"Mom said that I was the envy of my looks."

In short, the voice in the memory was not troubled by Jiang Sheng's confusion.

It just used that extremely flat tone, and continued to describe one picture after another, as if it had been salvaged from the deep sea.

"My brother said he would take care of me and protect me."

"My friend said I was like a princess in a castle."

"Dad said I was his favorite baby."

"So, every time my mother saw me, she would pinch my arm with her hand."

"So my brother chased away every child who wanted to be friends with me."

"So the classmates in the class said that I had no one in my eyes."

"So when I was sixteen years old, my father tortured me in the name of drunkenness."

……

Breathing began to become difficult, Jiang Sheng's lower body suddenly felt labor pain, and countless chaotic and terrifying images suddenly poured in, and then became fragmented again.

I have the impression of someone who should be trusted and close to me.

Hurt it in the most brutal way.

Yes, Jiang Sheng at the moment seems to have merged with the fragile girl.

sharing her emotions.

Experiencing her experience.

That series was like a nightmare experience.

Filth, shame, embarrassment, shamelessness.

All kinds of things are enough to make people dare not face the pictures are spliced together again and connected into images.

It makes people want to self-destruct.

Those emotions hidden in the dark seem to have turned into tentacles and poked out of the curtain.

Climbed on the body of a black cat.

Drag it on, into deeper darkness.

……

"Mom hated me, and she started burning my palms with cigarette butts."

"My brother didn't dare to face the truth after knowing it, and scolded me for being a watch."

"Dad often slept in my room, but no one could stop him."

"I didn't dare to go home, so I begged my classmates and teachers to take me in."

"At first, things got a little better."

"But in less than half a month, rumors spread."

"Because my father told others that I came out to 'work', two hundred a night."

"No one dares to take me in."

"Then I did get to work."

……

At this point, Jiang Sheng's heartbeat had almost stopped, and it felt like a hand was holding its throat.

It was an airtight despair.

However, everything is clearly not prepared to end there.

"Time passed quickly, and I suddenly vomited because of my brother's relationship."

"My mother took me to the hospital, and my brother stood without speaking."

"A year later, my dad was in a car accident and my mom died of stomach cancer."

"I inquired about it and learned that my brother did it. He spent a year planning two accidents. ”

On the phone, my brother said he wanted to get his child back. For this, many debts were incurred. ”

"He asked me to help him, and I ignored it."

"So he kidnapped me, on a rainy night."

……

"My brother is crazy, and when he put the baby's skull in front of me, I was more than sure of that."

"He said he would skin me and pretend to be me and accompany the child to die. In this way, we can be together forever and ever. ”

"Hehe, madman......"

"Interestingly, I wasn't scared at all. I was so calm when the knife stabbed me in the navel. ”

"For the first time in my life, I'm so calm."

"Perhaps, this is relief."

"yes, I'm relieved."

"But why!"

"Why do I have to bury these bastards in my life!"

"Why don't I deserve to be alive!"

"Why! I'm ready to start from scratch, and you're going to ruin my life! ”

"You, you! Why did you ruin my life and kill me in such a place! ”

"I could."

"You can feel family, friendship, love."

"I could, even if I was scarred, even if I was broken, even if it was dark, I survived it."

"But on what ground, on what basis!"

"Why do you have to pester me even when you die!"

"I hate, I hate it!"

"I could have gone on!"

"I've survived all the hardships, I'm only twenty-two years old!"

"But why did you find me at this time, you disgusting, filthy, cowardly, despicable, and shameful bastard!"

"I won't let your ...... go"

"Remember, I won't let your ...... go"

……

Wraiths, human skin raincoats.

Resentment, all life that is not miserable enough.