The wall is perfect

The fog gathered again, and no one was able to stop it.

Ouyang Yu has never dared to say that he does not believe in ghosts and gods. He always feels that his legs are like divine help in the dark, so he has been doing good deeds all his life in order to repay God's love.

The picture he saw today also verified his long-standing belief that it was indeed someone secretly helping him that he could obtain the miracle of life. For this, he was grateful to Dade, and no matter what the other party asked him to do in return, he would be willing.

The scene returned to the time of reconstruction again, Ouyang Yu was puzzled by this, he already knew that his benefactor was secretly helping him, why did he have to watch it again?

This time, he didn't spend his mind on experiencing the pain of recovery. He chased the lonely figure in the corridor, and his soul floated out of his body.

The boy was pushing the wheelchair, his trouser legs were empty, Ouyang Yu chased after him, he didn't know if the other party could hear him, but he still tried his best to speak out.

"Little comrade..."

The wheelchair entered the elevator, and Ouyang Yu followed. After entering the elevator, he felt an indescribable coolness.

The boy groped for the elevator, and he pressed down to the basement floor.

The elevator slowly descended, and that instinctive sense of unease found Ouyang Yu again, Ouyang Yu was puzzled, he was following his benefactor now, why was he so anxious?As if something bad was going to happen?Where did the cold aura emanating from the boy come from?

The elevator sank all the way to the first basement floor, and no one entered the elevator during this period. This strange phenomenon also made Ouyang Yu feel a chill down his back.

"Boom-"

There was a heavy sound and a stabbing sound in the elevator for no reason, and the elevator fell into complete darkness.

In the pitch darkness, Ouyang Yu could still see clearly, the expression on the young man's face could be called cold, even knowing how much this person in front of him meant to him, Ouyang Yu still felt a chill down his spine.

"Help……"

The voice as delicate as a child came to Ouyang Yu's ears.

There is only one person and one soul in the elevator, where does this sound come from?

The child's voice was so miserable, Ouyang Yu anxiously circled in the dark elevator, "Child, where are you?"

The cry for help did not respond to him, but it gradually died down.

The lights in the elevator came back on, "Ding", the elevator door opened.

Ouyang Yu rushed out of the elevator impatiently, but the child who was calling for help was not found in the elevator, so the child must be outside the elevator.

Outside the elevator is an empty underground parking garage, with vehicles lined up in row upon row, which is not popular at all.

The wheelchair was rolled out of the elevator, and there was a sound of rolling. In the dim light of the underground parking lot, Ouyang Yu could still clearly see the boy... standing up from the wheelchair.

Two slender, healthy long legs firmly caught Ouyang Yu's gaze.

Ouyang Yu already knew that this person would bring a pair of healthy legs when he came, but he never thought about where these legs came from.

The child's screams seemed to be still echoing in his ears, Ouyang Yu couldn't help thinking about it, he was no longer an ignorant teenager, why didn't he know that there was no free lunch in the world, the ominous premonition in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and the emotion was still moving. Not long after, Ouyang Yu belatedly felt fear.

The boy sneaked into the backstage wearing the overalls of the stage staff, but what he entered was the memorial hall of the stage. He stopped in front of a pair of dancing shoes and stood still.

Ouyang Yu knew that pair of dancing shoes, which belonged to a legendary senior dancer in the dance troupe. These shoes had accompanied that senior on his first overseas trip. In the era of poor national power, foreigners also saw the surging spirit of their own dancers. The world does not lose to foreign dancers at all.

Almost every dancer in a dance troupe will take a look at this pair of dancing shoes before they officially go on stage, and draw the spiritual power of their predecessors from this pair of dancing shoes.

Before Ouyang Yu resumed the performance, he also saw the pair of dancing shoes, and he also got encouragement from the pair of dancing shoes and the materials of the seniors displayed in the background picture behind the dancing shoes.

And now... the cries of young children echoed in the memorial hall.

It's a different voice, but it's the same fear and sadness.

Ouyang Yu stood behind that person, the dancing shoes in the glass cabinet were crying, he was a dancer, he could hear it.

These dancing shoes are to die for.

Dancing Shoes is full of the expectations and enthusiasm of generations of dancers, and has listened to the dreams of countless teenagers.

Great grief hit Ouyang Yu.

He is past the age of self-deception.

The facts are also plainly before us.

The strange teenager had taken the unusual stuff from the objects to fill his legs.

The picture began to speed up, and Ouyang Yu's soul wailed in countless memory fragments.

The boy's figure has disappeared, and there is only endless plunder and pain surrounding him.

The stretcher was hurriedly carried into the elevator, and the woman lay down in the elevator with tears streaming down her face, begging her not to take his child away.

The dancer practiced alone late at night. He took off his dancing shoes, the blood oozing from his toes stained the bandages on his feet, and he wiped the red corners of his eyes with his wrist. Only his dancing shoes witnessed his blood and tears.

The tall osmanthus trees on campus, before the graduation season, will be hung with the students’ wishes of winning high school. The summer wind blows, and the red ribbons flutter one after another. This is the most beautiful memory in youth.

From the guide dog who waits for the owner to the end, the little wild cat most loved by the children in the orphanage... Objects, plants, animals, everything that can be snatched away, Zhou Gehai has snatched it away.

In order to satisfy his selfish desires, he no longer cares about anything. He may have struggled and hesitated at first, but after that, he has become more and more numb. What he does is right or wrong, and he has gradually become indifferent. Come to think of it, he has completely changed.

"Why are you able to become a sperm?"

A clear voice questioned him.

The little boy supported the horizontal bar, rolled over, and raised his chest proudly.

"This is my No.1 horizontal bar, exclusive to me."

He was once a witness of all the blood and pride of a young boy, and he was his No.1.

What he took away was once the No.1 cherished by some people.

What he took away was not the cold evil spirit, but the best intentions of those people.

Why can they become fine?

The first thing has been completely forgotten the moment the evil thought arises.

The fog cleared, and Ouyang Yu was sitting on the hospital bed. The boy in the wheelchair in front of him had not changed his face after many years, and he lowered his head as if he didn't dare to look at him.

Ouyang Yu's white hair was soaked in his own cold sweat, and he said softly to the young man in front of him, "What's your name?"

The young man lowered his head in silence.

After Ouyang Yu looked at the wheelchair, he remembered that the beautiful young man with dimples pushed people in, but the beautiful young man was not there, and there were only him and the young man in front of him in the entire ward.

Ouyang Yu understood that this is still in some areas that cannot be explained by science.

"Thank you for your kindness to me, but your method is wrong," Ouyang Yu said in a gentle voice, "I don't have children and I don't know much about education, but I believe you understand the basic truth. If you take someone else's, you should return it. , apology, compensation, don’t you think so?”

Ouyang Yu is old.

He is no longer the handsome young man that Zhou Gehai knew back then. He is gray-haired, and the wrinkles on his face are full of traces of time. Shutting back and forth in the memories makes him exhausted. He has nothing to look good about, but he It is his No.1, and he always bows to him.

Zhou Gehai said shyly, "Not yet."

The answer was within Ouyang Yu's expectations, how could those childlike begging for mercy be so kind?

"It's all for me, isn't it?"

Ouyang Yu said softly.

The pain came from the bones of the limbs, and Zhou Gehai was unable to answer.

His original idea was that Ouyang Yu would never know about it for the rest of his life, and it would be fine for him to bear all the consequences.

"It has nothing to do with you," Zhou Gehai said coldly, "I want to do this myself."

"Child." Ouyang Yu stretched out his hand, and he gently stroked the top of Zhou Gehai's head. Because of this touch, Zhou Gehai struggled backwards, almost falling off the wheelchair.

Ouyang Yu's hand rested in the air, and his face was always gentle and kind, "How come the mistakes you made for me have nothing to do with me?"

"Little comrade."

Ouyang Yu called out to the empty surroundings.

He has already remembered.

The pretty boy with round eyes and dimples angrily accused him of killing his friend.

He was baffled and didn't know why, thinking how could he kill someone?

I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.

Decades of dancing career turned out to be stolen, and he has been burdened with so much pain and regret, he will not be clear in this life...

Du Cheng's figure appeared in the dark.

Ouyang Yu apologized, "Your friend is very handsome."

Du Cheng wrinkled the tip of his nose, and tried his best to stop crying, "Yes."

"Is there anything I can do to make it up?"

"No."

Du Cheng lowered his head, he didn't want this human being to see his fragility, "He has no chance."

"Son, don't be sad." Ouyang Yu's eyes were moist, "It's not your fault."

Du Cheng was shocked.

Ouyang Yu saw it.

Xiong Jiu has left, and what he hates the most is himself. It would be great if Xiong Jiu didn't know him, then he wouldn't go around to inquire about how to continue his life for him. Maybe after many, many years, Xiong Jiu will turn into a spirit and become a bird A majestic giant monster.

Or, he cares more about Xiong Jiu, like Xiong Jiu cares about him, maybe Xiong Jiu still has some help.

How could he be right?He was at fault, and his fault was indifference.

"Since it cannot be compensated," Ouyang Yu lowered his face, "If you do something bad, you should be punished."

Zhou Gehai suddenly raised his head, "I said that this is my fault alone! Even if you want to punish, then punish me, Du Cheng—I understand, I understand, I understand, everything is my fault , you said you would not harm humans..."

Du Cheng finally saw the real remorse in Zhou Gehai's eyes.

Why do you only face up to your mistakes when someone or something you cherish has been hurt?

If Zhou Gehai could wake up earlier and stop in time, maybe there wouldn't be so many half-demons leaving this world forever with those good intentions.

Another tall figure walked into the mist, and as soon as that figure entered the field, Ouyang Yu's eyes darkened and passed out.

Ji Manzhai took off his hat.

Zhou Gehai's whole body trembled under such strong coercion that his already pierced mind was almost about to collapse.

The cold and majestic voice seemed to come from the sky.

"Who taught you how to absorb evil energy?"