don't trust the eyes

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"We have gone through [-] turns of stairs now, and we are on the ninth and a half floors. I obviously feel that the feeling of oppression will be reduced a lot when there are odd number of turns of stairs or odd floors." She stroked her chest, and it was the first time she found that the pain was so useful .Thank God, thank Yang Shuo, Amitabha.

They walked in silence when they heard another explosion.Across the long stairs, the sound of explosions mixed with people's screams came up clearly, as if 'it' was showing off its might.According to previous experience, 'it' cannot affect hearing, if 'it' has not become stronger to overcome this shortcoming, it can only be...

Chen Hao and Lin Fan looked at each other, and suddenly started to run wildly.

The screams gradually subsided.I don't know if it was because "it" had already finished hunting, and decided to let the two go. At the upward corner, an escape door suddenly appeared. "We are saved!"

Lin Fan was not surprised at all. "The even-numbered exit, are you sure it's the Shengmen?"

"This is thirteen floors, it's an odd number, there's nothing wrong with it!"

Lin Fan shook his head. "If it was that simple, we would have seen the door by now. Let's keep going and go to the 21st floor rooftop."

During the conversation, footsteps came from below.

"No, they're coming! Run!"

Chen Hao did not follow this time. "Can you hold on?"

Lin Fan's physical strength was not very good all the time, and she was seriously injured. Her complexion was already very bad. Chen Hao had already felt that she might fall down in a second.

"Don't tell me to run away by myself, unless you don't treat me as a brother." Chen Hao said, "If you fail, I will drag you up. I can't save Li Can, I can't save Zhao Xing'er, and I will never do it again. leaving you behind."

The footsteps were getting closer.Going up, there are endless spiraling stairs, and the "21st floor" that I don't know if I can reach it; going forward, is the door I finally saw after running for so long, maybe you can escape by pushing it open.The life-threatening evil spirits are gradually approaching, how should I choose?

If it were you, how would you choose?

☆、Chapter 3

"Then keep running." Lin Fan raised his head and looked at the seemingly endless stairs. "We live together."

In the dark stairwell, only Lin Fan's mobile phone was the only light source.Her head was getting heavier and her consciousness gradually blurred. It seemed that she could no longer feel the pain in her chest, nor could she hear the sound of footsteps catching up.She thought of many things, her mother's crying late at night, her saying that only becoming strong is the only way out for a woman; she remembered Li Can's eyes shining with hope, and her saying that "the weak have no option to shrink back".She suddenly regretted giving up that basketball game too early.

She seems to have passed through countless doors, and it seems that she hasn't passed any of them; she seems to have just stepped into this space, and it seems that she has been running here for a long time; she seems to hear Zhao Xing'er roaring, but see her smiling like a flower.She seemed to have had a long dream, until she was brought back to reality by Chen Hao's voice.

"This is a single-fold staircase."

She looked up, at the top of the stairs, the security door was embedded in the wall, which was as magnificent as a temple in her eyes.

However, after boarding the platform, they found that the place where the ceiling should have been is still a winding staircase.Two-fold, one-fold; two-fold, one-fold... Countless three-fold stairs extend upwards, and there are doors at the end of each staircase, and the doors are like prying eyes, observing where the prey will fall. a trap.

"Haozi, are you sure we are on the 21st floor?"

"I don't know, aren't you counting?"

Lin Fan licked his lips.Don't believe your eyes... Could this single-fold staircase be another illusion, with the real end still waiting for them above?

"How about we go up and see which staircase is the illusion?"

Chen Hao looked down and shook his head.They caught up.

"Let's go up first!" Lin Fan turned around and wanted to run up, but Chen Hao suddenly grabbed her hand and ran towards the door in front of him.

"Listen, the sound of the wind."

Pushing open the door, there is an empty roof in front of you, the supposedly gorgeous lights are silent, the stars seem to have forgotten the city, and are stingy with giving even a sliver of light.

The two ran out and quickly closed the door. Chen Hao went to find debris to block the door. Lin Fan pressed his body against the door, feeling a violent impact from behind.

Chen Hao quickly found an oil barrel to hold the door, and Lin Fan was slightly relieved.

"We can hear the wind, which means we are in the real space. We shouted for help, and people outside must have heard it." Lin Fan got up and reached out to Chen Hao, "I know you have a lighter."

Chen Hao took out a lighter from his pocket and put it in her palm, she took off her shirt, lit the fabric and waved it in the air. "I can't shout anymore, help you attract some attention."

She was wrapped in thick gauze from her left shoulder to her chest, wrapping her chest tightly.With an inverted triangle figure that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, the seemingly slender body is covered with strong muscles. They always think that she is too thin, but they did not expect that the muscles are strong. Perhaps it is only because the skeleton is too small that she looks thin and thin.

Chen Hao didn't have time to appreciate Lin Fan's figure - of course he wasn't interested either.The oil drum couldn't last long, the door had been pushed open a crack, and the cloth in Lin Fan's hand was almost burned out, so she waved her hand to extinguish the fire, and threw the cloth down.

She closed her eyes and listened to the noise.The exclamation of people, the honking of police cars, the honking of ambulances, and finally, the sound of helicopters.

It was like pouring a pot of hot soup on the head, and the warmth instantly soaked the limbs and bones. The city returned to its original appearance. The flashing neon lights turned it into a city that never sleeps, and the building under the feet was still brightly lit.

Lin Fan suddenly turned around, kicked the oil barrel and opened the door, a hand painted with black diamond nail polish grabbed her arm, the nails dug into her flesh, and she also grabbed that wrist.

"Lin Fan, what are you doing! You're crazy!"

Lin Fan grabbed the wrist and pulled it out, trying to pull the owner out. "Hao Zi, Cancan is dead."

"Cancan is already dead, how can we leave Xing'er behind? Cancan is dead, cancan is already dead!"

Chen Hao squatted beside her. "Fan'er, Xing'er is dead too. Let go, I beg you."

Lin Fan still refused to let go. "If you don't save her now, you will regret it, as I did."

"Xing'er likes you, do you like her too? Xing'er is a good girl, there is nothing wrong with liking her."

"Cancan once told me that Beauvoir wrote in "The Second Sex", 'The great fortune of a man is that he, whether he is an adult or a child, must embark on a very difficult road, but Again this is the surest path; the misfortune of woman is that she is surrounded by almost irresistible temptations; everything tempts her to follow the easy path; But it is said that if she slides down, she can reach the blissful paradise. When she finds herself fooled by the mirage, it is too late, her strength has been exhausted in the failed adventure.' This sentence applies to the poor Girls, why not apply to these big ladies who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths? Cancan is a strong girl, she came out on her own, started a business with her own hands, but we can't ask every girl to be like her powerful."

"The most valuable thing about Xing'er is that she still wants to resist, instead of being brainwashed and assimilated like other girls, choosing to compromise, and becoming submissive-her mistake is only hating the wrong person. , she did not give up her longing, she grew a body full of sharp thorns, and confronted the society alone. You must also admire her for this."

Lin Fan has always boasted that he has a clear goal, but now he understands the meaning of his struggle.It’s not about finding a man you like, or even finding a woman you like—it’s about overthrowing this fucking society and changing the institutional discrimination against women, so that you can save more mothers who cry in the middle of the night, save More wounded Cancan, save more wandering and resentful Xing'er...even save more baby girls who were drowned by their parents, save more girls who were sold as child brides at the age of thirteen or fourteen...