"Three, two, one!"

As soon as Vero's countdown ended, Ai Weili exerted all his strength.

She put her feet on the ground, her shoulders against the shelves, and in an unconscious roar, the two of them finally toppled the shelves together - countless cans, sauces, bottled wine, and room temperature milk smashed out a small tsunami, and hit the paper man who had just caught up, and immediately knocked him down, drowning in the depths of various goods.

"Go," called Vero without looking back, "I'll stop him!" ”

With a respite, the goods, along with the shelves, will turn into pieces of paper one after another; The paper man would soon get back to his feet intact - Ai Weili didn't dare to make a mistake, turned his head and ran to the cash register.

"He's up!" Vero shouted behind him; The speed at which the paper man got rid of the sea of paper was even faster than Ai Weili imagined.

According to the method discussed by the two, Vero, who had led the school baseball team and practiced pitching, would grab everything with a little weight around him and throw it at the paper man again and again - although the thing would soon turn into a piece of paper, the force of the throw would not disappear when the two first came into contact; In addition, the paper man is fluttering, even if he throws a bucket of yogurt, he can beat him to a standstill for a few seconds, which is logically enough to earn time for Ai Weili.

However, Verro's next shout made her realize that something was wrong.

"Get out of the way!"

Where to hide, Wei Luo didn't have time to shout, and Ai Weili didn't have time to look; In a hurry, she threw herself on the ground and rolled into the cash register, where a shadow hung over her in the hastily shattered vision.

As soon as Ai Weili saw clearly that it was a paper face, it suddenly folded deeply, as if it had been hit on the back of the head by some heavy object; The man's pointed chin and face were completely distorted.

The can of beer that had deformed him quickly turned into pieces of paper and floated down the back of his head; Ai Weili didn't dare to stand up at all, staring at the paper man, and crawled back with his hands and feet.

Vero was yelling in the store, "Hey, toilet paper man! You come to me, I'll stand still and wait for you! ”

"You finally remember me," the paper man regained his sweet, false voice, deaf to Vero, only looked at Ai Weili, and laughed sharply: "I'm so touched that you can go back to the place where we first met, it's good, there's nothing to stop us, and you don't have a place to run This place is the best place for you to turn into a piece of paper." ”

He likes to appreciate the fear of his prey, which Ai Weili discovered early on.

If she wanted to live as long as she could, she had to provide enough fear for the paper man to appreciate; But she didn't even have to pretend, just by showing her emotions on her face, the paper man seemed to have gained great satisfaction and enjoyment.

Only in this way can a little time be earned for her.

Ai Weili has been desperately crawling towards the cash register, and the paper man has always followed her, moving closer in small steps, and the distance between the two has not decreased at all. When her back slammed into the cabinet, there was no way back; The only exit from the cash register was also completely occupied by the paper man.

Her hands groped on the ground, but she couldn't take her eyes off the paper man; No matter how much she touched it, she couldn't find what she was thinking.

And, it seems that her movements are still too slow.

The paper man slowly bent down, and the pointed face pressed against Ai Weili's face, and the drawn eyes got closer and closer to her, bending into two standard semi-circular arcs.

"How? Do you think that when your life is summed up and written on paper," the long piece of paper, cut into the shape of an arm, pressed against Ai Weili's head, accompanied by his heartfelt intoxicated voice—"How many words can there be?" ”

"Hey," from the cash register, Vero's voice suddenly sounded. "You toilet paper spirit can't understand people, can you?"

The man was unmoved, as if he couldn't hear her. At such a close distance, it would be pointless for Vero to smash him away with something - because in the gap between the thing turning into paper and the second thing not yet dropped, he was enough to run into Ai Weili.

So her life is going to end here today.

Ai Weili stared at the paper man in front of him in a daze, thinking that he would be afraid, but his mind was blank. At least Heaven was merciful, and at the last moment deprived her of her fear, so that she could walk into it numbly and ignorantly—

Huh?

She looked stunned at the arm that fell from the sky, just between her and the paper man. Before she could think of "Vero is going to turn into paper", the arm suddenly retracted - the face and body of the paper man appeared in Ai Weili's field of vision again, but this time, there was one more thing.

Wrapped around the paper man, his arms and chest were quickly clenched and tied in it, was a curved and rolled off-white telephone cord wrapped in plastic.

"Ha," Vero cried out suddenly, as if delighted, "Got it!" ”

What's going on?

In the blink of an eye, the paper man is really like a piece of paper that has been clutched into a bunch, and the whole person is deformed, so wrinkled that it is no longer recognizable to the original; And the phone line that grabbed his body never disappeared - Ai Weili's eyes followed the phone line and saw Vero.

Holding an old-fashioned telephone in one hand and a microphone in the other, Vero treats them as two ends of a rope, crossing each other to form a "rope sleeve" and then constantly pulling it tight; The "rope" is the telephone line between the two.

"Sure enough, the phone won't turn into paper," Wei Rozhi smirked, and as the paper man struggled to reach for her, she deftly ducked to the side, and then raised the telephone alof; When the paper man was pulled out from behind the cash register by her, Vero shook his arm and threw the phone far away from the paper man who was tied up with the telephone wire.

"Hurry," called Vero, "he'll be back!" ”

Without her urging, Ai Weili was already desperately groping and rummaging on the ground; She was quick-eyed, and by the time Vero called out "He's got out of the phone line," she had pulled a book out of the mess.

The detective she borrowed from the town library.

Ai Weili flipped it over and found that the handsome man smiling on the back of the book had indeed disappeared, leaving a blank space in the shape of a human figure on the book. She didn't have time to look up, so she quickly took out the lighter from her trouser pocket that had lit the tissue earlier, and pressed the flame against the blank space of the humanoid.

At that moment, in the convenience store, Ai Weili, Wei Luo, and the paper man did not speak.

But she heard—as if it were a cry of pain from another world, like an invisible, fluctuating undercurrent at the bottom of a lake, sliding past the edge of consciousness, and when she raised her ears to listen, all she could hear was the sound of reality: the sound of the incandescent lamp, Vero's heavy breathing, the faint sound of defeat as the paper was gradually burned out of its hole by fire.

"That," Vero kept staring at the paper man, his voice trembling at this time, "He's burning in him." ”

Ai Weili didn't dare to let go, and continued to burn the book in his hand while slowly getting up.

In the silence of the convenience store, in front of the air-conditioned beverage cabinet, the paper man lying on the ground was burning silently.

The firelight jumped on the glass door, and the beads of sweat on Vero's face were flushed; In their eyes, each of them had a pair of paper figures, shrunken and curled in the faint flames, gradually turning into black and floating ashes, and gradually drifting away in the store, and finally disappeared.

"Ah," Vero reacted, with a stirring spirit, "the things that turned into paper just now are also starting to catch fire." Do you have a fire extinguisher in the store? ”

"I don't know, but there's a bucket in the bathroom."

Even if the paper man has completely disappeared, Ai Weili is still not at ease, she has always loved books, but for the first time in her life, she is ruthless, and she wants to burn the book in her hand into a page.

She didn't dare to part with Vero, who ran to the bathroom, and she followed closely behind; One of them was busy putting out the fire, the other was busy burning books, and when Vero finally poured a bucket of water on the last small piece of book in Ai Weili's hand, she didn't care that the ground was gray and water, and sat on the ground with a long breath.

"It's over," Vero wiped his face vigorously, "right?" That thing has been burned to the underworld, and it's all over, right? ”

"It should be," Ai Weili looked up at the ceiling and was silent for a few seconds before saying, "But"

"Don't say it, I don't want to hear 'but'."

"I haven't told you why I'm hiding in the bathroom." Ai Weili glanced at her.

Vero nodded, and added, "You said I went out the back door, but I didn't." ”

"I don't know what you're going through over there," Ai Weili whispered, "but on my side, it's like this."

From the moment the two of them were about to escape through the back door, she told everything in as much detail as she could. In order not to make Wei Luo uncomfortable, and also to prevent himself from recalling the scene at that time, Ai Weili did not describe Wei Luo's death at that time, but simply said "killed".

Vero didn't ask any deeper.

After her words fell, the two of them couldn't help but be silent for a while.

"Your call to the 'Huijia Convenience Store' was picked up by us half an hour ago," Vero finally said with a frown, "You warned the two of us on the phone not to go through the back door, right?" ”

Ai Weili nodded.

"Then, when I decided to go out the back door, what I experienced on my side of you, stopped me and I survived. It's the same as saying that your phone call changed history. ”

"Yes, but I also have a lot of things I don't understand," Ai Weili said, "for example, I don't have the memory to stop you from going out." It's the first time I've experienced memories here, seeing you dead, and then I hid and called"

"Maybe because you are the one who changed history, your memory will not change." Vero tilted his head and said, "But it's very strange, in my memory, the one I received on the phone call was indeed telling us not to separate, not 'don't go through the back door.'" ”

"My memory is too."

Ai Weili smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't I ask you in the bathroom at that time, what was the warning on the phone?" If you say 'don't go through the back door,' then I really can't tell if you're a trap or not, but when you say and the warning you're heard is still 'don't separate,' I feel like you're me." Because in my memory, the warning on the phone is also this. I was calling at a convenience store, and if I heard something strange and tried to fool me by pretending to be you, I should have replied, 'Don't go through the back door.'" ”

"In other words, the real warning is actually 'don't go through the back door', but I really died and came back to life?" Vero still touched his face in disbelief, "Maybe I'm dead in this world, and now I'm Vero in another parallel world"

"Then I don't care, anyway, you can live well in this world," Ai Weili couldn't help laughing, "After all, you have to live to help me clean up." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and gestured to the messy convenience store that looked like it had been hit by a bomb.

Damn, I forgot to update the wild deer! The end of the day is going to be 12 o'clock, but the wild deer is going to be sent after 12 o'clock, and it is a little messy for a while, and it turns out that the update is late today...... No one watched it in the first place, but I guess everyone is going to sleep now

(End of chapter)