The world is taken over by crazy and sick people

Chen Shizi took a taxi home.

Crying with tears streaming down my face.

She didn't know why she was crying.

I just can't control it.

The next day, she called Mo Xuehui and asked whether the partnership was still valid.

The other party apologized and asked her if she had read the Weibo. She said she had, and Mo Xuehui started to explain and apologize again, saying that she shouldn't take those words to heart, that the situations were different and it was wrong to judge others by herself, and that if she really couldn't make it, she should find a new job and calm down.

Mo Xuehui's voice on the phone was indeed not very good, but Chen Shizi was too busy to take care of herself. The two exchanged a few words and hung up in a hurry.

Chen Shizi felt that Mo Xuehui was overthinking.

Some things are inherently unsolvable, and catalysts only speed up the reaction process. She felt suffocated and twisted when she was trapped in it.

If she stopped by the swamp, she would be in danger of being swallowed. Moreover, she had a premonition that she would lose control of something.

Chen Shizi was not ready to give up, so he decided to look for private equity funds and seek angel round investment for his project.

She wants to start her own business!

do not give up!

Fill your mind with work.

She was looking for a pen and a notebook when she heard a gurgling sound coming from the wooden drawer. Under layers of data cables and other debris, she saw a light green glass marble.

Round and shiny.

My eye socket suddenly hurt as if a razor blade was placed in it.

Cut until it bleeds.

Her heart was trembling and beating in her throat. She felt like there was a blood clot stuck in her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe.

After coughing several times, Chen Shizi clenched her hands on the cabinet. Suddenly, the meowing sound of a kitten was heard in the room, and the sound made her cough up a lot.

is blood.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the shiny marble, and several thoughts echoed in her mind.

"I brought you the glass beads you like..."

"For you."

"You must keep it well."

Tears dripped into the cabinet, leaving dark brown water marks, making a round little marble sparkle and glitter.

I feel so heartbroken that I want to be torn into pieces.

Chen Shizi clenched the marbles tightly, swallowed back the sudden tears, gritted her teeth and resisted the fierce tearing pain in her heart, then coldly and resolutely put on a suit and high heels and went out to look for investment funds.

***

In the Fu Museum, the studio on the second floor was locked for the whole day.

21-year-old Han Chiling looked at his phone with a worried look on his face, and spoke tentatively to the curator who looked depressed beside him.

"Teacher, is Sister Wu okay after being in there for so long?"

Li Zheng leaned against the wall, his waist bent, "The museum is closed today, you can go back. Xiao Wu..." He sighed heavily, "Don't worry about her..."

Han Chiling looked embarrassed, his handsome features twisted together, and he glanced at the closed door downstairs.

"Teacher, is it really okay to close the museum today? There are a lot of reporters and paparazzi outside, and the news is making up stories saying that our museum illegally smuggled and killed protected animals. If we don't open the museum, those vicious marketing accounts might make us feel guilty." He frowned and raised his eyes carefully. "Public opinion is now directed at Sister Wu, saying murder, arson, and nonsense. Wouldn't it be bad if we don't respond directly?"

Li Zheng leaned heavily against the wall, waved his hands and sighed.

"Don't worry about it. Let Xiao Wu be alone and quiet."

Han Chiling did not give in. He was struggling to look at the entries that were about to top the list on Weibo on his phone. He didn't know what expression to show on his face. The room was filled with eerie animal specimens, making the atmosphere even more tense and solemn.

"Female CEO Wang cruelly ordered parents to pay 20 yuan for car repairs."

"Reversal: A gay high school student had a night party in the park and ran into the president of Wang's cat, torturing and skinning it, but was caught crying thief."

"Is the specimen museum an art gallery or an executioner's bunker?"

"Wang Liwu's coming out confuses public opinion."

"The truth behind Wang Liwu's dark and dark past."

"Wang Liwu killed someone due to internal strife within the Wang family."

"Did you get a ride on a Maybach when visiting the park tonight?"

"Wang Liwu suffered domestic violence when he was a child."

"Experts say: Childhood trauma may lead to psychological distortion and abnormality in adolescents and children."

"Wang's stock price has fallen by several points."

……

Han Chiling escaped from the specimen museum to avoid the paparazzi.

Li Zheng had been guarding the door of the studio. He was almost kneeling on the ground like a sinner. He looked old and frail, and his whole body looked like a rotten old tree bark, and he was breathing heavily.

He doesn’t know how to use Weibo, and the information he knows is all from news copy written by marketing accounts. The story is very smooth: Wang Liwu was abused by her family when she was a child, and her psychology is twisted, so she uses the specimen museum as a cover to vent her sadistic desires. The night before, she accidentally ran into a high school student while abusing a cat, so she directed and acted out an incident of catching a cat abuser, and then came out to stabilize her independent strong woman persona and control public opinion. Behind the scenes, she aimed her iron fist at ordinary people, revealing her cold-blooded and brutal nature...

Coincidentally, Li Zheng thought so too.

He whispered guiltily at the door, his voice sounding like he was carrying a mountain on his back: "Xiao Wu... turn back... Grandpa did these things, you should go home and live a good life in the future, you are a good child... you are your mother's good child. Xiao Wu..."

Wang Liwu was still wearing the black suit she wore to the charity gala yesterday. She sat at the table, leaning on her elbows and crying. In front of her was a cute chinchilla specimen in an agarwood box. The beautiful gray fur she had groomed couldn't cover the bite wounds all over its body and the hideous scars on its head. Wang Liwu clenched her hands tightly and pressed them against her forehead. She was so distressed that she was on the verge of going crazy. Her neat black hair was a mess as if covered with dust. She stared at her chinchilla intently. Her beautiful eyes were full of spider-web-like red bloodshot. Her tall, upright, and cold back looked like it had been hit by frost and was about to turn black and decay.

She gritted her teeth, bit her lower lip hard, looked at Totoro, and slapped her forehead.

"I'll add insult to injury."

"I only want to like this one person in my life. If you and I force it, it won't be sweet."

"Please give me some peace of mind. Please, Miss Wang."

"I can't have any inappropriate feelings for someone who has treated me like that and has such a corrupt moral character."

"goodbye. 』

"Please disappear completely..."

……

"Ah..." Wang Liwu cried to her chinchilla, her mouth open and she cried hoarsely, like a ghost howling like a wolf, tears, snot and saliva flowing together. After this night's wash, her exquisite and expensive suit was dirtier than a rag and exuded the stench of failure and decay.

That extremely beautiful and cold face cried more miserably than a stray dog. There were no gorgeous and charming peach blossom eyes anymore, only two swollen and funny red eyelids.

"whee……"

"You don't want me anymore..."

"You really... don't want me anymore..."

"Should I...die?"