Talk about fake tomb robbers, what's the matter with your unicorn tattoo

'Humans always think that their behavior is controlled by themselves, but in fact, our human behavior is always unintentional, and changes as the environment begins to change.

I remember when I was in junior high school, there was a girl in my class.

The girl's family background is not good, she doesn't pick her up, and she has a livid birthmark on her face. If she has something to do with Zhong Wuyan, she is that Zhong Wuyan.

Everyone bullied her, as if bullying her was the basis for joining this class, or even joining this human society.

Her kind, the other girls, call her ugly on the way to school, but the boys always like to stop and wait for her on the way to or from school.

At that time, there were no TV game consoles, and tossing him was the only after-school activity for boys.

Throwing her schoolbag into the stinky ditch at the school gate, forcing her to the gate of the yard where there are hidden animals, or picking up the turnips on the side of the road and throwing them in her face.

It would be even better if her face was disfigured, it would be like giving her plastic surgery for free.

Girls never resist, and this further fuels the boys' lust.

When will she be unable to hold back her resistance?Nobody knows.

She always let people bully her.

From dawn to dusk, when the boys lost their strength and went home to eat, her pain ended at that time.

She would slowly get up from the ground, and then walk home in a daze.

Sometimes she would take advantage of the moonlight to pat the ashes on her clothes.

I have observed her for a long time.

Finally, one day I approached her.

At that time, she was covered in sludge from the sewer, mixed with some maggots, and the maggots were eating the rotten fruit core, but she didn't know it.

She stinks a bit.

Someone hit her forehead with a big lump.

The sun had already set, and there was only the last trace of red in the sky. The red drew her figure to the ground, and the shadow seemed to turn red, as red as blood.

I approached her.

"Are you OK."

I forced myself to behave decently so as not to hurt her.

I tell myself she doesn't stink, or, I tell myself, don't act like she stinks.

My voice is very soft, I know, in this red halo, I must look full of light

The girl glanced at me, wondering if she should strike up a conversation.

She has been bullied so dull.

"It's getting dark soon, I'll take you home."

I held out my hand, motioning for her to put it on.

It was evident that she had never received this kind of affection, or rather, charity.

She put her hand up tremblingly. I didn't dislike the mud on her hand, maybe it was stained with feces, but I didn't care.

She hesitated, but I pulled her up anyway.

Just at the moment when these hands touched.

I walked into her world.

If you look closely, she's actually pretty good-looking.

When we walked together, I would tell her jokes, tell her stories about what happened in school, and of course, tell about those interesting things.

From the very beginning, she bowed her head shyly, and later she also smiled in front of me.

Her smile is better.

There is a picture of the Milky Way in her eyes.

sparkling with light.

She's really pretty, if not for that birthmark on her face.

In a sense, she is a beauty.

If there is no such birthmark.

The beautiful days passed too quickly.

Just like the smile on her face, it was fleeting.

Even though I was with her after school, when she was bullied, she would still be bullied.

The two of us were blocked by the group of boys.

The person who took the lead was called Lin Bei. Lin Bei's father had been in prison, but then came out again.

is a cruel man.

The reason for going to prison seems to be because his father killed someone.

The so-called Ai Wu Ji Wu, logically, we should all be afraid of him.

Because he might kill, too.

When he saw the two of us walking together, he felt eccentric, holding a cigarette while shaking his legs.

"Yo, I haven't seen you for a few days, did you find a wild man? Didn't I say, buddy, she's an ugly monster, what are you trying to do with her?" He stared at me, that's not the kind of ruthlessness that people of this age can have .

The people behind him who called him big brother laughed loudly when they heard Lin Bei's words.

is it really funny?

They laughed and surrounded us.

"You guys, what do you want to do?"

Although I was a little scared, I still protected her behind me.

"Hey, I want a hero to save the beauty, but the hero is scared?"

The red light in Lin Bei's eyes, I believe, is the red light only seen in murderers.

"Let's play a game and let you make a choice, how about?".

Chapter 318 Strange dream, who is that woman? (please customize!)

"what game?"

"Are you going to play with us? Or are you going to be with this ugly woman?"

Seeing my hesitation, Lin Bei added: "If you choose to be with her, then you will be bullied by us..."

"what!"

Before he finished speaking, I pushed the girl into the ditch.

I jerked my eyes open.

But even if I opened my eyes, it didn't end with what I experienced before.

The little girl in front of me is still in the water, and the 'I', I don't know who this 'I' is.

The girl let out a scream.

"Ah.I"

With so much strength, the girl fell into the stinky ditch in front of me.

I smiled, then screamed loudly with an ugly look on my face.

"Go to hell! Ugly! Go to hell!"

Applause rang out behind me.

I didn't expect that I would gain friends and everyone's applause for bullying a woman.

This is something I never got.

Lin Bei grabbed my shoulder: "You will be one of us from now on, you play with us, the girl seems to have hit her knee or accidentally broke her arm.

Let's eat delicious food and drink spicy food together. "

I don't know if it was because of the pain or the wound in her heart that made her unable to control her body.

She struggled to stand up from the stinking ditch, and then fell down accidentally.

Stand up, fall down again.

She slowly, slowly raised her face.

This is the face she managed to raise after struggling for many times.

I held Lin Bei's so-called "celebration" reward for the new brother joining the gang, a bottle of AD calcium milk, and watched the girl act like a zombie.

The girl's pupils didn't have the slightest glimmer of light. The pupils that should be black seemed to be mixed with the sludge in the stinking ditch, turning pale, lifeless, and about to die.

It's like a dead person whose eyelids were opened by those forensic doctors to confirm the condition of the deceased.

This time, this time.

Zhang Wei couldn't find anyone to match up with.

"What's wrong with Master Zhang"〃?"

The sound of the big bar rang in his ears.

Only then can he see clearly what is waiting for him in front of him.

It was Da Gang who brought him a bowl of hot soup.

I don't know what they are made of, but they can make a fire freely under this tomb. Apart from them, no one else can do this, right?He thanked Da Gang.

"You're welcome, Mr. Zhang, who are we with whom? But why did that fat man grab you just now, do you know the reason?"

"I do not know."

Zhang Wei is telling the truth.

When Da Gang was about to go out and get him another cup of hot soup, he left his side. At this moment, the feeling of being stared at appeared again.

A black figure suddenly appeared behind him. It is more appropriate to say it is an eye than a figure.

There was no red blood in the eyes, and they looked extremely healthy.

But Zhang Wei felt that it was a little weird.

Probably because of the dream just now.

Because he has been looking at this glasses.

A voice appeared in his mind.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Did you do it?"

"Yes, maybe not."

The appearance of this eye seems to make his body and nerves start to feel pain.

But he still resisted the uncomfortable feeling and looked behind his eyes.

Should be a woman's eyes.

He stretched out his hand towards the woman, and countless hatreds were revealed in his eyes!

"You must have done it all!"

He felt that his body was exposed to the outside, and the skin was all scorched and burned by the woman's sight, or breath.

The woman lowered her head and said shyly, "It's me, but it's not me."

"What are you talking about! What are you talking about!"

he can't control his emotions

The more this is the case, the more it shows that the woman in front of her is not simple!

Most likely, she is the murderer!