Cleanliness

Xiao Tong walked aimlessly on the street.

She has no mobile phone, no money, and doesn't know where to go. Wearing a dirty hospital gown and short messy hair, she didn't stop until the sun was high above her head.

The weather was very hot, she was tired and hungry, her mouth was dry and she was almost collapsed.After thinking about it, she simply sat down on the curb and refused to leave.

A little ahead is a bus stop. Today is a working day. Most people are at work at this point. Not many people need to come out to take the bus, but there are also some who pass by Xiao Tong one after another, looking down. On his mobile phone, his expression was extremely focused, and few people looked at Xiao Tong at all.

They didn't look straight at Xiao Tong, but Xiao Tong observed them very carefully.She sat on the side of the road, with her hands on her knees, her chin resting on her kneecap, and she looked up at the strangers who passed by her.

Everyone just stared at the small screen in their hands and concentrated on watching, their expressions were numb, like walking dead.

Xiao Tong looked at everyone seriously, everyone was holding the mobile phone in the same way, with the same expressionless face, she couldn't help but have an illusion that these people walking on the street were not people, but platforms The machines that have been programmed by people act step by step, and what controls them is the gadgets they hold in their hands.

For 30 years, Xiao Tong desperately wanted to live, no matter how hard it was, she never broke her down. Now, looking at these walking corpses, Xiao Tong suddenly lost the motivation to live.

What's the point of living numb like this?Look at these people, they are no different from ants who don't know what to do.

All those things that had been supporting her collapsed in an instant, and she tried so hard to escape, only to realize that life was really meaningless after escaping.

People are going to die sooner or later, and living is just to meet death.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tong was exhausted.She didn't even bother to sit up, so she simply tilted her body and lay down on the grass.She used to be obsessed with cleanliness, but she wished to wash the things she used five times with disinfectant water until they were shiny, but now she doesn't care about anything, she is lying on the dry grass by the roadside with the stench of trash cans all over her body. , The standard tramp appearance.

Xiao Tong lay on the grass, thought of something, turned his head, and saw those things still following her, but they couldn't see the light, only dared to hide far away under the dark shadows, watching Xiao Tong with their tongues out.

Xiao Tong can get rid of Chen Luo and Mo Xiyuan, but he can't get rid of these monsters.

"Follow, follow." Xiao Tong thought with a sneer, when he closed his eyes and kicked his legs to death, they couldn't follow even if they wanted to, and it might be the relief at that time.

The autumn sun was very sunny, Xiao Tong was lazy and didn't want to move, so he just lay on the side of the road all afternoon. In the evening, people gradually got off work, and there were more pedestrians on the road. In Xiao Tong's view, there were only a few more The walking dead are not much different from the daytime.

Out of nowhere, a child in ragged clothes came out and smashed a rock on Xiao Tong's head, "Hey boy, where did you come from? This place is your grandfather's and mine's territory, so get out of here !"

Xiao Tong opened his eyes to look at him.

This kid has a cropped cut and his face is dark. I don’t know if it’s not washed clean or it’s just so black. He holds a bamboo pole in his left hand and a stainless steel bowl in his right hand. The stainless steel bowl hasn’t been washed for a long time, and there is a layer of black mud on it. , can not see the original luster.

Looking down, Xiao Tong saw that his left leg had been amputated from the knee, and his trousers were tied in a knot, hanging empty, shaking strangely with his body movements.

The child is also looking at her, this person is really strange, he is so noble when he comes out to beg for food, he is good at hands and feet, even if there are no patches on his clothes, and he doesn't even take a begging bowl, it is a strange thing to beg for money, now people It's smart, those who don't speak sweetly and don't cry miserably can't ask for money.

"Are you new here? Why don't you even know the rules? I'll tell you to get up!" The child yelled at Xiao Tong again.

Only then did Xiao Tong stand up slowly.

She was not short, although she was thin, she looked much stronger than the malnourished little beggar who had been begging for food all year round. When she stood in front of the little beggar, the child could only look up at her.

The little beggar didn't expect Xiao Tong to be so tall, he felt a little apprehensive, swallowed his saliva, took a half step back unconsciously, and threatened, "What are you doing! You want to fight!"

Xiao Tong didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, he went straight to the depths of the lawn and continued to sit in a daze.

The little beggar was very proud when he saw that he had scared people away, but he also knew how much he weighed, so he didn't provoke Xiao Tong anymore, and threw the other little bees on the ground on his waist. The speakers began to work hard, singing indistinctly, "Wandering people miss you outside, dear mother..."

The horn sounded, adding a bit of vitality to the lifeless street. Passers-by finally raised their heads from their mobile phones and looked sideways at the dirty little beggar with only one leg on the side of the road.

"Uncle and aunt, give me some money, I haven't eaten for two days..." The little beggar held the bowl, and no matter who came, he kowtowed and called uncle and aunt. His acting skills were realistic, and his voice was crying, which really moved a lot Man, it’s not even dark yet, the fifty-cent banknotes in the bowl have piled up into a hill, and occasionally a ten-dollar bill can be seen.

The little beggar limped back to the side of the road with a bamboo pole and sat down. It was the curb where Xiao Tong was sitting before. He arranged the banknotes one by one, with the big ones on the bottom and the small ones on top. , After sorting it out, I counted it again, a total of 43 yuan, including two large ten-yuan bills!

He happily put the money into his breast pocket and fastened the buckle, only then did he think of Xiao Tong again, turned his head and saw that Xiao Tong was still sitting there in a daze, without moving.

The little beggar thought for a while, walked over, and asked Xiao Tong condescendingly, "Hey, where did you come from?"

Xiao Tong ignored him, and he asked again, "You don't look like a beggar, what are you doing here? Could it be that your wallet was stolen?"

Xiao Tong still ignored him.

The little beggar got angry, "I'm asking you something, why are you so ignorant of the rules? Are you looking for a beating?"

Xiao Tong just glanced at him.

"Could you be a fool?" The little beggar muttered, sitting next to Xiao Tong, and asked her, "Do you remember where your home is?"

Xiao Tong shook his head, "I don't have a home."

"Impossible! Everyone has a home!" The little beggar shook his head resolutely, "Look at me, there is a kennel under the bridge hole, you have no home? How did you grow so big without a home? Jumped out? Do you think you are Monkey King?"

"I don't have a home." Xiao Tong hugged his knees tightly and stopped looking at the little beggar.

Seeing her pitiful, the little beggar touched the pile of banknotes on his chest. After thinking for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. He dug out two fifty-cent bills and handed them to Xiao Tong one by one, "Here, it's enough to be a bus." Come on, hurry up and go home, don’t hinder my business here.” Then, he carried his loudspeaker radio and went to the sidewalk to beg for money.

Come back home.

Holding those crumpled bills, Xiao Tong thought, he seems to have a house, and that house has been there for some time, but he hasn't been back for a long time.

Why don't you want to go back?Xiao Tong couldn't remember clearly, he only knew that he had no other place to go except there.

Then go back.

Xiao Tong stood up slowly, several grasses stuck to her pants, she didn't bother to care, took the two dollars given by the little beggar, studied in front of the bus stop sign for a long time, finally figured out the route home, took a The bus is ready to go home.

She stinks so badly on the bus that everyone next to her pinched their noses and got off the bus quickly, but she didn't realize it, she kept paying attention to the station reminder, waiting for the cold and sweet female voice on the speaker to read After saying the name of his destination, he squeezed through the crowd and rushed out of the car, rushing home with his vague memory.

It was already dark, and the monsters around Xiao Tong unscrupulously entangled them, laughing fiercely in her ears, Xiao Tong quickened his pace, almost running wildly at night, ran all the way into the community, and returned to his house, angry Panting and slumped on the ground, he took out the spare key from the narrow gap behind the locker, opened the door and entered the house.

This house has not been lived in for a long time. When Xiao Tong opened the door, there was a smell of dust. She turned on the light, and everything in the house remained unchanged. It was exactly the same as when she left, except that the floor, tables and chairs were covered with a layer of dust. , looking very desolate.

Xiao Tong didn't bother to pay attention to this, she went straight into the bedroom, a few disgusting scenes flashed through her mind when she went in, she frowned and took some clean clothes out, and immediately closed the door behind her, as if it was a second behind The clock will be stained with something dirty.

Xiao Tong washed his whole body carefully. After washing, he looked in the mirror and felt that his hair was still too long, so he took a pair of scissors and cut it short again. It was really like being bitten by a dog. It's over, but she didn't care about it, she washed the broken hair along the floor drain and left the bathroom.

After sitting in the living room for a while, she began to pack her things, clothes, shoes, and the most important bank card, two sets of clothes, a pair of shoes, and several bank cards, all of which were on her body, and she didn't want to leave any extra things. This place can't stay longer , they will find them soon, Xiao Tong has to leave quickly.

She took a backpack and stuffed all her clothes and shoes into it, as well as her bank cards, and walked out without delay. She was afraid that someone would catch up with her. Well, there's nothing out of the elevator—except monsters in the night.

Xiao Tong took advantage of the darkness to run out of the community, and she couldn't care less about the monsters running with her. At this moment, she just wanted to escape from this city, as far away as possible, and it was best to escape to a place where no one could find her. her place to go.

But this was just a delusion, Xiao Tong was too focused on running away, he didn't realize that there were two eyes staring at her in the night, they were a pair of eyes.

Greedy and sharp inverted triangular eyes narrowed into a slit, gearing up in the darkness.

The author has something to say: When writing the plot, the brain speed is very fast, [-] words an hour, and when writing feelings, I rack my brains, [-] words in three hours, which makes me wonder whether I should focus on the plot in the future and abandon the dog blood Wen (didn't).

In addition, some readers asked when it will end, emm, probably you are tired of reading this article.

It's not far away, and it should be finished within [-] words, which is October.After the next chapter, there will be abuse.

Here comes the point!Here comes the point!After finishing this article in October, a new pit will be opened in November!

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