"Ah Xiang, do you want Mom and Dad?"

I really hate the hypocrisy of lying, but I can't bear to reveal the facts behind it.

If the true meaning of the story is unbearable, why should it be so confessed?

I really hate myself because I hate others for lying to me.

As the so-called society is a big stage, it may not be a metaphor, on this deceitful platform, everyone has to put on their own illusory mask in order to survive.

own parents...... Base......

Yuting stared at the white fog outside the window, was the smoky air blessed by God?

The girl thought to herself: "God, I'm sorry, I hesitate ......"

The girl used to be very skeptical of the existence of God. Perhaps, every mortal who embarks on a journey of atonement has had a flash of doubt about his beliefs.

Uncertainty, believe in probability.

Parents never existed in Yuting's childhood.

"Your parents went to Cambodia to preach, they are so hard, understand them."

The uncle who has been growing up with Yuting, the only relative by her side, often says so.

Then Yuting would always give a naïve response with relief: "Well, I know, Mom and Dad will come back in two years." ”

It's been two years, my uncle said.

Since Yuting was sensible, her uncle has been her guardian, and the kind uncle is middle-aged and has never been married, and he is dependent on Yuting.

Every little girl once had a moment when she recognized her father as a model for boys. His own dad is always the best.

For Guo Yuting, her uncle is her father, and he will always be the hero in his heart.

"Your mom and dad are really trying to preach the gospel, and that's God's will." My uncle was in the Lutheran Church of Truth and said to the little friends beside him.

"Well, when I grow up, I want to be like them, to preach love."

"You are the same as your grandmother, so kind and so loving to the Lord and people." The uncle hugged 9-year-old Yuting in his arms.

The sentence just now, when I said it, really hurts.

Looking at the angelic face of the cute little girl in front of her, that innocent love, I really can't bear to reveal too many facts to her.

Because, the truth is cruel and tear-jerking.

My uncle has never fallen in love with a woman in his life, and perhaps it is not unreasonable to pin his feelings on this innocent little girl.

Don't let this girl shed a tear because of herself, otherwise the man will never forgive himself. Such a cute and kind existence, who has the heart to ravage it......

Yuting walked down the steps step by step, waking up from a dream, and the kitten Lang Lang followed awkwardly on the side.

Piano Cat, just woken up by an uneasy girl.

Yuting smiled bitterly, softly picked up the coquettish kitten, and walked down the steps.

There was a white fog in front of her, but the girl still did not understand the seriousness of the situation.

Until, she heard the sound of footsteps and quarrels echoing from the bottom. At first, the girl was relieved to think that it was at most a slight fire, which caused the smoke to be thick.

She is more concerned about her uncle's safety.

Uncle unfortunately contracted diabetes last year, and it was difficult to walk, Yuting, who regarded him as her only relative, was always worried, and wanted to go home immediately after school every day to take care of this fat man.

He is the only object that the girl trusts and is willing to open her heart. In the face of others, the girl will only put on an attitude of enthusiasm on the surface and indifference on the inside.

Girl, she just doesn't want to be a bruised little flower again.

Where is my uncle?

At about one o'clock in the morning, Yuting, who was unwell in the cycle, left the toilet and found that her uncle was not there, and the empty living room could not bear the girl's heart-burning worries. She immediately put on her denim shorts and sneakers and walked out of the 15th-floor elevator lobby.

My uncle wasn't there, and the elevator was broken.

Yu Ting walked the back stairs, pressing her still aching stomach, her heartbeat immediately accelerated, and her soul seemed to be about to jump out of her body.

Finally, she witnessed the thrilling scene.

The girl had never watched a bloody war movie, and she couldn't help screaming loudly about the situation in front of her.

Corpses littered the ground, and the steps were dyed crimson...... It's like bloody water.

The terrifying scenes that can only appear in Holocaust novels are vividly displayed in front of Yuting's eyes.

"Help ......" For a secondary five girl, Yu Ting was relatively calm, she was immediately ready to turn around and run backwards. Because, in the current situation, no one knows that if you move forward, you are likely to become a group of people who are killed on the ground.

It doesn't matter who caused such a severe trauma.

Who knows, she was about to turn around and run away, but found that several men had entered the fire door leading to the lobby. Several were stained with blood, and several lay down.

A boy slammed the fire door shut with a loud "bang", panting.

The boy seemed to be a little familiar...... It seems to be living on the 22nd floor, a boy about his age. He lay in front of the door, exhausted and writing on the fire door with the blood red on his hands.

"You...... You ......"

In the White Mist Purgatory, countless bloody people struggled, like abused monsters venting their grievances in their bodies.

Yu Ting hurriedly rushed to the side of the stairs to lie down, next to the behemoth figure, and helped the man up.

"Your feet are bleeding...... Yuting was as anxious as fire, squatting down, trying to stop the bleeding for her uncle. Yu Ting couldn't see the shape of the wound clearly, and her uncle's left foot and calf were stained red.

"Don't ...... Yes? Yu Ting, who was terrified, trembled, and saw that the blood flowing out seemed to be a little too dark.

No, it's black...... The blood on his feet was black.

"You go away."

"Scared? Why...... Uncle ......"

"Smack—"

A slap revealed all kinds of sadness.

Yu Ting didn't understand the reason for the incident, and originally planned to help her seriously injured uncle find a safe place to rest.

A slap represents the disappearance of a unique love.

The trembling girl with short hair lost her balance and fell to the ground, staring at the unfamiliar figure in front of her.

A slap that brought down the girl's tears.

Being hurt by the only person you value, can you describe the trauma in words?

"If you hadn't gone on your own, I'd have taken on the responsibility of raising you?" Uncle's eyes were red, and his muscles were bruised, "If it weren't for your water-based poplar, corruption and vanity, would I have worked so hard?" Do you know that these ten years...... I'm working hard......"

Yuting cried and cried, silent.

Everything, all this, the girl knows.

From that day on, the girl hid her true self in the depths. She learned early on that her parents were not on a mission......

I shouldn't have come to this world.

This false kingdom.

The girl was at a loss as she watched her uncle shake his body like a monster. More than the spontaneous fear, it was more heartbreak.

Even the only person he trusts is violent against him......

Suddenly, more bloody people rushed towards the steps where the girl was lying.

The girl jumped subconsciously and ran away, and the kitten followed silently behind.

"Sister, don't go, you ......are a scumbag" There was an uncle's howl behind her, and Yu Ting pressed the red mark on her face, which witnessed the departure of love.

Why, children in fairy tales can always get a happy ending.

Because that's a fairy tale.

Since the age of 9, the girl no longer believes in fairy tales.

Who wouldn't rather believe that the world is beautiful and happy?

With a "snap", the trust in the consumption of ethereal love turned into ashes in vain.

How long does it take to build a relationship of trust, but it doesn't take a fraction of a millimeter to destroy it.

A thousand minutes and a second, my heart was broken.

The sound of a slap, the sound of a fragile heart shattering.

The girl kept running, and the sorrow that flowed along the way covered the back staircase covered by the white mist.

In this world, even the only person who values himself is gone.

The feeling of disillusionment is like the rain of the desert willingly dropping the last drop, it is too difficult, too cruel, and at the same time it is forced to be helpless.

"Huh? That...... What about Toby? Ah Xiang said a sentence in a hurry.

The short-haired girl didn't say a word, just smiled at the boy in front of her, turned her face away, and stared out the window at the mystery.