What is an anomaly?

It's a small bug in a piece of code, a wrong sentence in an essay; It's the color that shifts when painting, it's some life, some phenomenon, some gods, it's a kind of dust.

- Urban legends, ancient myths, tales passed down by word of mouth, ghosts, twisted gods, and the laws of malice.

They are not seen by ordinary people, and they can all be attributed to anomalies.

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In the alley next to the city center, a huge tomato about a man tall was poured at the end of the alley, its head deeply embedded with the lid of a garbage can, and I don't know if it was blood or the thick red liquid of ketchup spreading through the cracks in the floor tiles.

If you ignore that the lower body of this tomato is the arthropod of a spider, and the skin has dense eyes, then this scene looks quite artistic.

As for the young man sitting next to him, he was not so artistic, he was now clutching his waist, where a huge black beetle-like arthropod was inserted, and blood flowed from it.

This limb is clearly from the giant dead tomato.

"Fuck..... Damn it....... Damn it! ”

Swearing can increase the tolerance of pain, and the boy named Wei Zhu Shu (pronounced the same: Ezhu) had no idea that this funny-looking tomato would be much more powerful than all the "things" he had encountered in the past.

This miscalculation led to fatal results, and the black amputation embedded in his waist was a painful price.

Wei Gu tried to pull it out with his hand, but the sharp thorns on it made it impossible for him to hold the amputation, and he could only rummage through his backpack in pain to find a towel and a roll of bandages.

He quickly wrapped the amputation tightly in a towel, thought for a moment, and bit the bandage in his mouth.

The voices around him had resumed, and as the tomato-like thing behind him died, the assimilation of not being watched had been lifted.

He could hear the hustle and bustle of life outside the alley, and the sound of footsteps on the steel stairs diagonally in front of him was also heard, Wei Jushu raised his head and looked at the source of the sound vigilantly, but only saw a backlit side face, it seemed to be a girl.....?

The backlit figure was wearing a school uniform like herself, with short shoulder-length hair, and her face could not be seen clearly under the backlight, but the red ribbon on her neckline was bright and impressive.

The figure was fleeting, and Wei Jushu couldn't confirm whether it was a hallucination, let alone whether she noticed herself in the depths of the alley.

Wei Gushu's senses became a little confused under the severe pain, he knew that he couldn't hide in this alley for too long, and he had to deal with the wound as soon as possible, even if his physical fitness was far beyond ordinary people, a large amount of blood loss was still fatal.

Why don't you go to the police or the hospital? The answer is simple, that kind of thing no one can see, and no one will believe it when they call the police, and... He was poor.

Wei Gushu grew up in a welfare home, and was able to see those "things" that were not seen by ordinary people, they had different expressions, most of them had no desire to actively attack people, but a few were extremely dangerous.

Ever since he was a child, he had been able to see those things, the cunning things that were clearly present and twisted, all concealed under normalcy.

The principle of existence is unknown, the purpose is unknown, the meaning of existence is unknown, the result is unknown, completely incomprehensible, and it is like mocking the [normal] of reality, and the [abnormal] that exists independently.

Wei Jushu has been trying to find people of the same kind who can see the same things, or understand how they work, but unfortunately, reality is not fiction, and no one will believe the "nonsense" of a child in a welfare home.

He lived alone for eighteen years, facing these "things" while keeping up with life.

Even the tuition fees rely on government subsidies and his own scholarships, and he can barely make it to high school, so he can't attract any police investigation, and he can't afford to pay for the hospital.

The eighteen-year-old was only allowed to live in his dormitory because he was "approaching the college entrance examination", and if anything went wrong, he was destined to face homelessness a few weeks before the college entrance examination.

"That's too bad..... I'm still going to take the 985 exam to get a full scholarship....."

Wei Gushu, who had recovered from the pain, his eyes became very calm, and while he thought like this, he bit the bandage in his mouth to death, and his hands firmly grasped the towel that wrapped the arthropod, and exerted force outward.

"Mmmm!!!!!!!mmmm

The pain was so severe that it was beyond the limits of what a human could bear, and the amputation was barbed, and the terrible flesh was torn out by such brute force, and he threw it on the ground without making a sound.

From a medical point of view, this is simply a suicidal act, but Wei Jushu knows that he must pull out such a brute force, and if he does not do it in one go, he will lose the strength to exert a second force due to pain and blood loss, and then he will completely lose his previous efforts.

......... Fortunately, I bit the bandage in my mouth and didn't make too many sounds.

The excessive pain made his eyes darken, and his muscles spasmed as if he had been electrocuted.

After a few seconds, Wei Gu was relieved from the excessive pain of vertigo, and he removed the roll of bandage that had bitten into his mouth with his hand, and gasped for air.

Although there were still some snowflake visual remnants in front of him, he had regained his senses, biting the hem of his short sleeve with his mouth to reveal the terrible wound on his waist.

He didn't look closely, and he didn't dare to look closely at the terrible wound, he hurriedly covered the wound with the bandage in his hand, and quickly wrapped it around his waist seven or eight times, barely dealing with the terrible blood hole, but there was still blood seeping out of the seven or eight layers of white bandages.

This situation was not difficult for Wei Gushu, and he continued to rummage in his schoolbag and found a large roll of scotch tape used by the courier company.

In the sound of the tape tearing, Wei Gu continued to wrap it seven or eight times as he could, such a rough technique made his wound look terrible, like someone had opened it and thrown it into the trash can, but for him this was enough, it was enough that blood would not seep out.

Wei Gu Shu let out a long breath, and only then did he have the strength to wipe the dense cold sweat on his head, there were many wounds on his hands and arms, fortunately it was not profound.

He lowered the hem of his short sleeves, which he bought on sale at the stall, the size of xxL, which was completely loose on his body, but at the moment the loose hem was just enough to cover the bandage tape on his waist.

"It's really good to buy big clothes, not only can you wear them from childhood to adulthood, but you can also use them that way."

Even in such a tragic situation, Wei Gushu still has the leisure to joke with himself, if he didn't have such a big heart, he would not have been able to survive the previous eighteen years.

He swayed against the wall, put on his school uniform, and covered the wound on his arm with his long sleeves, just this action made his face even paler, and he could feel the large hole in his waist leaking liquid, but the liquid was roughly stopped by the transparent glue.

He leaned against the wall, slowed down for a while, and looked up at the blue sky of this alley, although most of the vision was occupied by high-rise buildings, but the blue sky seemed more refreshing and pleasant, and the heart yearned.

He longed for that blue sky, but he might need to ..... again at this moment Hold on to the alley for a while......

Behind him was the corpse of the monster, the tomato juice flowing viscously under the lid of the garbage can, and then the amputated limb stained with his own blood, thrown aside, and finally the pale boy staring up at the blue sky against the wall.

That's all there is to the eighteen-year life of Wei Gushu.

His parents died unexpectedly and he was raised in a welfare home, but he was the only one who could see those unseen anomalies, endured the darkness and coldness as if he was alone in the depths of the sea, fought against it, fought against loneliness, and "disguised himself as no different from ordinary people".

That's his life, maybe it's a little bad, but that's his life.

The world is always like this, isn't it, boring, with only three colors, black, white and gray, lacking color for some reason or some kind of loneliness.

Schopenhauer once said, "Human beings are like a pendulum, oscillating back and forth between boredom and pain."

But there are always people who can go beyond this swing and smash the whole clock to pieces.

"Don't let yourself regret ......"

Wei Gushu muttered to himself, this sentence is a sentence he has remembered since he was a child, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is his life creed, this sentence supports all his actions, including these stupid righteous and courageous actions.

The wall where Wei Gu walked left clear finger marks, which he had unconsciously left under the pain, and the strength of his fingers alone could leave clearly visible finger marks on the solid cement wall.

The horror of his physical strength may be far greater than he could have imagined.

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With all his might, Wei Gushu finally took the 37th road with few people.

This bus is the route he needs to take every day from the welfare home to the high school.

Wei Jushu swiped his student card leisurely, and sat down at the back window of the bus with the fastest action he could do.

This action exhausted what little strength he had left, and he carried his bag in front of him and placed it on his lap, his back against the angle formed by the window and the seat, and shrunk in the corner like a wounded beast.

The bus slowly started to start, and Wei Jushu leaned against the corner expressionlessly, enduring the pain in his body, and looked out the window.

The bustling city scenery flows through his eyes as the buses move.

A dragonfly with a rat's head flew past Shi Shiran from the side of the temporarily stopped bus.

In the distance, a strange street light sign full of eyeballs and two people tall grew legs, as if no one could see it, and waited for the green light at the intersection.

- If there were a monster that no one but you could see, and you were doomed to be alone, what would you do at the moment when you saw that they were about to commit murder?

Run away, or turn a blind eye? Or go for help that can't exist?

The choice of weigo is simple, as simple as anyone can do it – extend your right hand, retract your palm, ring finger, middle finger, index finger starting from the little thumb, and finally clasp the thumb at the second knuckle of the index and middle fingers.

If you do, then you have completed the deepest, most primitive offensive preparation that is imprinted in the human genes.

For all this, Wei Gushu came to the conclusion that they were beaten, and if they still existed, then beaten until they did not dare to appear.

He silently looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking about what he had and distracted.

His mind is very useful, even if most of his energy is focused on disguising himself and surviving in the welfare home, the little energy left is enough for him to get a full scholarship every year, and the knowledge of textbooks can be understood by him at a glance.

If the protagonist of the novel will have a golden finger, then what is my golden finger? Can you see these abnormal eyes? Strength beyond the ordinary? Or my head?

Wei Jushu remembered these for no reason, but he smiled dumbly for a moment, how could the protagonist's golden finger put him in danger instead? Now not all popular simple and crude "system, start!" ""I'm reborn, in this life....", "You can get it by signing in....", and the worst and worst is also "xxx from xxx".

"I didn't have the life to be the protagonist, but I am not an ordinary person."

Wei Jushu didn't know that his difficult and gloomy life would soon be completely broken by unimaginable accidents.

"You look so bad, do you want some sugar?"

A crisp female voice suddenly came from Wei Gushu's side, and he turned his head to look, a high school student who was definitely a beautiful girl suddenly sat in the back row, just facing him, and was tilting her head to look at herself at the moment, her big eyes were like cats, and they were all curious.

I don't know if it's because of an illusion, or because the red ribbon on the white shirt in her school uniform jacket is too conspicuous, Wei Jushu seems to be able to see the ruby fire from the bottom of her eyes, and the beautiful red is faintly revealed from her black eyes.

She is wearing the same school uniform as herself, it should be her own school, and she thinks that on the 37th road in the morning, there will only be students from her own school, as well as retired grandparents and grandmothers.

"Or rather, some painkillers? Ibuprofen too. ”

She lowered her head and began to rummage in her red canvas school bag, her beautiful short black shoulder-length hair swaying gently, and the tips of her hair were full of youthful beauty.

Wei Jushu waved his hand and declined her kindness, his situation was not something that could be solved by a few tablets of ibuprofen, the latter would make him drowsy, and it was hard to say what would happen when he fell asleep.

"Okay."

She threw a red candy into her mouth, it should be peach-flavored, how much she liked red... Wei Jushu wanted to complain, but he really didn't have the strength, so he could only look out the window expressionlessly, leaning against the corner weakly.

The sun shone between the two, and the shadows cast by the telephone poles on the side of the road were like rolling films, repeating over and over again, and the girl with black eyes oozing red brilliance propped her chin and looked at Wei Jushu intently, and suddenly laughed.

"You're a strange person."

She didn't wait for Wei Jushu to answer, she stood up and patted her school uniform, carrying a red canvas schoolbag, and carrying her on her back, which was light and fluttering, and it didn't seem to have a few books.

"I'll get out of the car first, classmate, bye~"

It turned out that unconsciously, No. 37 had arrived at the terminal, this somewhat magical short-haired beautiful girl waved her hand happily, and easily jumped from the back door of the bus, the red canvas bag was like a small tail, rising and falling in the morning sun.

Wei Gushu covered his waist and abdomen with one hand and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

"Classmate, this is the second class.... You're as late as I am..."