triple world

Fu Yan walked on the street silently.

He walked back slowly along the road he came from, and the bustling and crowded street fell behind him, and the surrounding environment gradually lost its trace of excitement, and became a dead intersection again.

The dark street full of phoenix trees appeared again in Fu Yan's vision.

The rain was getting heavier, the water droplets hit the dividing line between the two roads, and the splashed water floated to the other side, spreading a large piece of wet water stains, as if the asphalt road full of rain-falling sycamores was falling. Silently eroding the world.

Fu Yan looked back again, but there was nothing behind him.

After passing the corner, there is an alley leading directly to the busy city, but no one has noticed this quiet entrance. Two completely isolated worlds are connected in such a quiet place.

The smell of wet water and leaves drifted over with the wind, which belonged to the cold smell of night.

"If you miss this time, you will never have another chance. Do you really want to leave?"

When Fu Yan was about to walk back into the rain curtain, the voice of the mirror appeared in his ears again. This time, there was no calmness and bewitchment in the voice, only suspicion and resentment.

Fu Yan didn't answer, and continued to walk forward.

"You are not a qualified brother, no wonder you lost him." The mirror's voice was a little bit annoyed, and there was also strong malice.

"Yes." Fu Yan's footsteps stopped for a moment, "I am not a good brother, so I have already lost him."

He didn't try to find the existence of the mirror, but stepped into the rain directly as if he had made up his mind at this moment. He picked up the umbrella he was leaning on by the plane tree again, and opened it above his head.

In the previous few seconds, the rain had soaked through his clothes and wet his hair, and when the wind blew, the chill made his body shiver slightly.

Fu Yan wiped the rain off his face indiscriminately, watching the raindrops hitting his feet more and more heavily, heading towards the dim light where he came from.

***

Gu Wensheng was sitting on the sofa, and the woman was walking back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. The expression on her face made people unconsciously afraid, not like a normal person.

The woman couldn't see him, so her unprovoked anger would no longer be poured on him like before. The child hiding in the room was pulled out, and the slaps on his head and face made him speechless. Even though he wasn't going to talk in the first place.

The reason for his beating was all a woman's imagination, but accepting it was the best choice, and resisting would only make him more painful.

The dirty Garfield in the room shuffled out, and after the hostess left contentedly, he carefully rubbed against his little master, who got up and carried him into the house.

Gu Wensheng leaned on the sofa and raised his head, looked at the yellowed ceiling, and sneered, "It's really embarrassing."

But soon he heard the sound of the door being pushed open again, and when he lowered his head, the silent cat was already squatting at his feet, meowing with some doubts, tilting its head with its big green eyes on him.

It stretched out its paws to probe, but it passed directly through Gu Wensheng's leg. It leaned over and rubbed again, and still made no use of it. Its big eyes were full of doubts. Turned around twice in the body, meowed loudly, and finally lay down next to him.

Gu Wensheng looked at it and realized that other people couldn't see him, but his cat could see him.

Perhaps its little head is still full of doubts, its little master is clearly in the room, why is it on the sofa now, but these doubts do not affect its closeness to Gu Wensheng.

When Gu Wensheng stretched out his hand to brush over its head, it would obediently lift it up to meet his movement, and then turn up its belly trustingly. The meowing sound made the dark side in Gu Wensheng's heart dissipate a lot.

The hostess couldn't see the man lying on the sofa, and she didn't care about the cat lying on the sofa at the same time. She was in a good mood, and she was much more pleasing to the eye when looking at other things.

But the kids in the room realized something was wrong.

The cat, which was only close to him, suddenly acted like a baby in the air, as if there was someone he couldn't see there.

"Who are you talking to?" The child endured the pain and walked out, looking around warily.

In his cognition, only this cat belongs to him, completely belongs to him, only gets close to him, only protects him, but this is the time when this kind of intimate object is suddenly no longer him , even just facing the air gave him some fear for no reason.

However, although the cat could respond to him, it couldn't understand what he was saying. When it heard his voice, it just meowed and came to his side to lick his finger, which seemed to be the same as usual.

The child secretly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking it was his own illusion, but even though the uneasiness in his heart had eased a little, he still picked up the cat and brought it back to the room.

The cat lay in his arms, and looked back at Gu Wensheng who was sitting on the sofa, his green pupils were still full of doubts.

Gu Wensheng looked at the back of the child leaving, and knew what he was worried about, but the more he knew, the more hostile he became towards the other party.

A fragile person who can't protect anything, thinking that escape and patience can solve everything?

It just makes you lose what you hold dear.

One time can be an illusion, and two times can also be an illusion, but after more times, the child can no longer comfort himself. His cat found something in this room that he could not see and could rely on, and he began to feel anxious.

Gu Wensheng just watched coldly, without any sympathy.

He knew why he appeared here, it was nothing more than the mirror trying to stimulate him, making him look at these tragic pasts, and his heart was no longer so firm.

"If you want to stay, I believe that with your ability, everything will be perfectly resolved. For example, your cat will not die like that."

The voice of the mirror rang in his ears, depicting the future he had imagined for him, but at the same time, he turned out those things that Gu Wensheng had buried deep in his memory, trying to get an affirmative answer from him.

Gu Wensheng sneered: "It's come to this point, are you still dreaming?"

It's just that although he refused, he never left.

Gu Wensheng just sat quietly on the sofa, watching women bring various men home day after day, watching children being beaten from time to time, watching cats rushing up while clearly fearful but screaming horribly. Being kicked away, his eyes became darker and darker.

The mirror always appeared when he was suppressing his anger, and the provocative words touched his heartstrings again and again, until one day, Gu Wensheng stood up for the first time.

The ground was in a mess, glass shards were shattered all over the floor, and blood was stained all over the place. This time, the woman knocked the wine bottle on the child's head and passed out completely drunk. No one treated the wound for him.

The child returned to the room, picked out the broken glass left by the wound, sterilized himself, and lay on the bed with the wound stained purple by the medicine.

He was groggy, top-heavy, and although he was lying on the bed, he seemed to be falling backwards. He half-opened his eyes weakly, and his whole body was in pain. He didn't know if he was going to die.

The cat arched his arms anxiously beside him, and there was an urgent whimper in its throat.

As soon as Gu Wensheng walked in through the door, the cat on the bed found him, and quickly ran down from the bed, trying to bite his trouser leg, but it was as empty as before, and could only rest uneasy. He wandered around, hoping that Gu Wensheng could help his little master.

Gu Wensheng looked at the embarrassed child lying on the bed and didn't walk over at the beginning, until the child followed the movement of the cat, and the slightly dilated pupils represented his figure, which seemed to be reflected in the other party's drowsiness at the same time. caught each other's eyes.

The child could see him, and for a moment he thought it was his own illusion. There was a tall man standing in his room looking at him with indifferent eyes. There were ridicule, anger and pity in those eyes. He even felt that In the next moment, that person will kill him with his own hands.

This kind of fear from the heart made him cough uncontrollably.

But at the same time, he also had a sense of familiarity. The other party's emotions penetrated into his body for some reason, which made him suddenly feel a little resentment.

Gu Wensheng walked forward and sat next to him. His expressionless face undoubtedly brought a strong sense of oppression to the other party. When the child even slowed down his breathing slightly, he reached out and grabbed his neck.

Cold, this is the only feeling for children.

Fingers made of ice tightly wrapped around his neck, and his breath was cut off in an instant. There was a suffocating sound in his throat, his face became painful, and he struggled uncontrollably. Even the frozen wound on his forehead was healed. Bleeding out.

It's just that the thin body controlled by overwhelming power has no chance of winning, and his pale face is flushed from suffocation.

The cat stretched out its hand in horror to grab Gu Wensheng's arm, but it was still in vain. It could only meow in vain, telling its owner to let go.

Gu Wensheng frowned and watched him struggle without strength. His limp hands were powerless, and they couldn't save his life at all. Thinking of this, he withdrew his hand.

The child was coughing heart-rendingly, breathed the air greedily, looked up at him with tears in the corners of his eyes, and there was a bit of hatred in his eyes.

Gu Wensheng suddenly laughed.

"You just expect a cat to protect you?" He bent over to the child's side, enjoying the hatred in the other's eyes, "If you can't even protect yourself, die early and don't implicate others."

Before the child could refute, Gu Wensheng stood up, looked at the cat next to him and said, "The cat is going to die, and she is going to die too. Who can you protect?"

The cat raised its head innocently and let out a cry, and the child became more and more panicked regardless of the pain.

"Don't make me regret that I didn't kill you at this time." Gu Wensheng looked at the child on the bed who was trying to hold the cat into his arms, closed his eyes a little tiredly, and left the room quickly without waiting for an answer behind him.

He was about to leave, and he didn't dare to stay any longer.

Only Gu Wensheng knew how much he hated that cowardly self, so cowardly that he could only hide behind others.

So now Gu Wensheng won't make any wrong choices.