Gu Qiao will never forget the day she died.

......

The sunset in the evening is full of red blood.

The dilapidated five-story tube building in the urban village has peeling paint on the exterior walls, and there are some colors in the dust.

Small advertisements are plastered everywhere on the four walls, and the clotheslines and wires that are randomly pulled up above the aisle ruthlessly cut the sky that can be seen when you look up, leaving only a small square tile blue and bright as if sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Each floor is densely populated with noisy people.

The clothes on the corridor rope are displayed at will, there is always impenetrable sewage flowing on the ground, various packaging bags thrown in the corners at will, and the space with poor sound insulation and no privacy at all, revealing the almost rough survival essence of the people at the bottom.

When it was time for dinner, the smell of rice from each household in the building was staggered.

The ordinary lives of countless tenants and residents have woven a real and harmonious fireworks atmosphere on this side.

This is also where Gu Qiao grew up.

"Hey, that kid looks different from everyone else when he is a child..... I knew she was going to have a good time! ”

"It's really a different person's creation, you said that she has no father or mother, and no one has ever taken care of her, and even the tuition fees have to be earned by herself, but people are still admitted to prestigious universities!"

In the narrow and dim corridor, several middle-aged women sitting on the edge of the steps washing vegetables were chatting, and there was a bit of excitement with honor in their conversations.

An uncle in a sweatshirt leaned out of the next room, and interjected with a smile:

"Who said no, I haven't seen a girl who is more beautiful than her, this famous university is gilded, and after graduation, she marries a good family, and she doesn't have to continue to suffer in this building..... From now on, it will be a master. ”

"Lao Li, I think you are sour, your son's virtue still wants to fight Qiaoqiao's idea, people are not yet adults, what do you say if you marry or not."

"That's it, it's not the same as before, I think Qiaoqiao is amazing, maybe he will open a company and become a big boss in the future....."

"Oops..... She's back!"

In the magnificent glow of the evening, a slender figure gradually appeared at the entrance of the passage.

The girl's face was a little pale, looking like she hadn't been in the sun for a long time, her black hair, simply tied a high ponytail, revealing clear eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes were calm, revealing a little coldness.

Around his neck, he hung a key threaded with a woolen string, which made a faint clanging sound when he hit the zipper of his school uniform.

Dressed in a blue and white school uniform, he was washed and white, carrying a schoolbag that was also badly worn, and even the strap had obvious stitch marks.

The bicycle that was being pushed at hand creaked, and the tires were covered with traces of tire repair.

There is a lot of poverty all over his body, and the poverty of life is obvious.

"Jojo, why did you come back...."

"Just now, the director of the street office came over and said that he wanted to pull a banner for you..... I heard that you were admitted to the Z University, ouch congratulations! ”

"I knew you were a child..... I haven't eaten dinner yet, wait, Aunt Wang bought cheap lettuce today, bring you two to add vegetables! ”

"Do you want to bring some chili peppers too?"

"It's all vegetarian, we Qiaoqiao was admitted to such a good university, today is still your 18th birthday, don't eat some good ..... Uncle Li gives you half a piece of meat, make up for it, you see how thin you are. ”

The uncles and aunts chatting in the building looked much more enthusiastic than before.

“......”

Gu Qiao, who was about to carry the bicycle upstairs, paused when he heard the words, his face faded with coldness, and he subconsciously showed a well-behaved smile.

"Thank you then."

She stood still obediently and thanked her generously.

The girl's expression is clear, even the most simple dress, the untamed and beautiful eyebrows, can easily be ignored, this person once grew up in the barren and unfortunate rubble.

There is no shabby cowardice in her, only openness.

"Cheng, I'll go in and get it to you."

A few people put down the wet vegetables, wiped the water in their hands, and went into the house to get the vegetables.

Half a piece of meat, a few peppers, two lettuce.

Today's dinner is here.

Aunt Wang also grabbed a handful of candy and handed it to her.

"Come, Jojo, take it.... We don't have any good things, but I heard that the street office will give bonuses, so when the time comes, you can buy more delicious food, and ask our old neighbors to give you a lively and lively life. ”

Gu Qiao obediently took it, thanked him in turn, carried the vegetables and meat, put the candy in his pocket, and carried the bicycle to the third floor.

Narrow, less than 20 square meters of cottage.

A kitchen and a bathroom, plus a small bedroom and living room separated from each other, seem a little cramped.

This is the only living space in this world after her grandmother's death.

"I'm back...."

Habitually say to the deserted room.

The weather was hot, and Gu Qiao saw that it was still early, so he put the dishes on the small table, and didn't plan to cook dinner.

I peeled a piece of candy casually, and the slightly melted syrup was sticky to the wrapper, and the color was not very attractive.

But probably because life is too bitter, Gu Qiao likes all sweet things a little pervertedly, she threw one in her mouth, the sweetness spread between her lips and teeth, and there was a faint sense of pleasure between her eyebrows and eyes.

Gu Qiao is an abandoned baby.

Eighteen years ago, she was picked up and raised by her grandmother, who picked up garbage for a living.

For as long as he can remember, Gu Qiao has been accompanied by all kinds of sorted garbage, and in the rental house, in all corners, on the shelves, there are piles of cardboard boxes and flattened bottles everywhere.

Dirty and sloppy.

And the old man's black, chapped hands, and nails that can never be washed, are all her memories of home.

She has almost no childhood, in order to survive, Gu Qiao lives pragmatic and unpretentious, has no time to rebel, except for studying, all the time is spent on how to make money, since elementary school, she has copied homework for people at school, helped the children of rich families run errands, and went to do all kinds of handymen, as long as someone is willing to ask her, even if she doesn't pay for it, as long as she takes care of the food.

Most of the children of the same age talked about ridicule behind her back, or isolated her, but Gu Qiao didn't care.

Because she didn't want her grandmother to pick up garbage anymore, broken glass and sharp metal would always cut her hands, but the old man was reluctant to buy a good pair of protective gloves, because he wanted to keep the money and buy her pens and notebooks.

As my grandmother got older and worse, her health became worse and worse, and she spent most of the year in illness, and then completely abandoned her at the age of 13.

Gu Qiao had no one to rely on anymore.

There were people in the building who sympathized with her and gave her some care, even if it was a cheap charity, Gu Qiao never refused.

Compared to those poor and useless self-esteem, survive, live .... A better life is obviously much more important.

Gu Qiao never complained, she knew very well that she was a smart person, as long as she worked harder than others, even if the starting point was much worse than others, she could still catch up and go further.

"Finally ....."

Gu Qiao ate the candy while putting down his schoolbag and took out the admission letter he received from the school from the bag.

Z large, Department of Physics.

She was admitted to this domestic top-1 college with the first grade in her major, and she could report a month later to welcome her own new life.

All the hard work of the past is worth it.

In the future, you can finally control your own life......

In the schoolbag, there was a small box of cakes, which Gu Qiao bought on the way back.

Today is her 18th birthday.

Although there is no family to spend together.

But the sense of ritual is indispensable, and most importantly, she can eat sweets with peace of mind.

"Happy birthday, Gu Qiao."

Light a candle and make a wish.

A process is not small.

"Whew-"

The candle goes out.

"Suddenly, this station reported that a huge shooting occurred in the central square of country M, LY large shopping mall, and the number of shoppers injured and killed was as high as 100."

The sound insulation of the building is very poor, and the TV in the next room is playing an international news of the day.

There was no TV at home, so Gu Qiao took a bite of cake and raised his ears to listen for a while.

"According to the surviving eyewitness video, the casualty incident was organized by a group of about 10 people in black with fox masks, indiscriminately abusing and killing customers in the mall, and then went away in a high-profile manner, easily escaped the pursuit, so far, no trace of this group of terrorist attackers has been found.....

It was mixed with the exclamation of the old man next door: 'This country is really chaotic, Xiaotang still wants to go abroad, look at how barbaric this is outside..... Always counting on our demolition, there has been no movement for so many years.....' the conversation is gradually off topic.

After listening to the report, Gu Qiao felt a little weird uneasiness in his heart.

"I always feel ..... I dreamed of ....."

Since she was young, she has always had some strange dreams, and in those dreams, no matter what kind of starting point she has in life, she will eventually fall into the abyss of fate in various strange ways, and she will not die well.

Gu Qiao once regarded these treacherous nightmares as the natural pessimism and overactive brain cells in his heart when he was growing up in his youth.

Didn't take it too seriously.

However, the current situation, along with this violent international news, gave her a strange sense of presence, as if it had vaguely appeared in a dream not long ago.

“.....”

Gu Qiao stuffed a bite of cake.

The cream melted, and before she could feel the sweetness, there was a loud noise in her ears.

Bang –

"Ahh

In the dilapidated corridors and corridors, gunshots and the screams of countless people rang out at the same time.

.....

this day.

The people living in the tube building looked up in panic and witnessed an extremely absurd scene.

A group of well-organized squads dressed in black and wearing fox masks, armed with guns, fell from the sky.

"Who are they, how can they have guns...."

"Quick, call the police...."

"Help me, I...."

In the chaotic cry for help, someone called in panic and tried to call for help, but found that there was no signal, and the building seemed to be isolated here, becoming an island.

"No signal, how can there be no signal....."

was originally unremarkable, and the evening of ordinary people was like a mirror under a heavy hammer, and in an instant, it became torn apart.

"The girls here are quite tender.... You look for it first, and I'll come later......"

Someone laughed and whistled.

In the building, there were the surviving beautiful female tenants, and the girls with familiar faces were trembling and being restrained by the men in black, and dragged to the corridor or other slightly hidden places.

The other men in black let out a loud laugh and began to search up and down the tower, breaking down the door without stopping.

Bang!

Whoop -

Cries for help and strafing were heard from all sides of the building.

An indiscriminate assault and killing barely ended after nearly ten minutes of brutality.

This tube building, which is full of life, has become a purgatory on earth in an instant.