The big guys think I'm a male fox

In the dark corridor, Yin Bin was standing face to face with his grandfather who had passed away for several years.

The old man was silent, holding Yin Bin's wrist with his withered hands, and his lifeless eyes reflected a strange glimmer in the darkness.

He is very similar to Yin Bin's portrait in his memory, even looking at Yin Bin with a dull expression, it seems to be seen from the photo.

"Why do you..." Facing his dearest relative who should have passed away, even Yin Bin couldn't help feeling a little flustered, as if he had returned to the helpless one, his eyes were red all of a sudden.

This must be the perverted trick of the nasty man in the suit, but it is so real, even the spots and wrinkles on the old man's face are exactly the same as what Yin Bin remembers.

For a moment, Yin Bin really thought he saw his grandfather.

"Grandson..." The old man looked at him, opened and closed his mouth like a puppet, and let out a hollow voice from his throat: "Grandpa hurts so much."

"It hurts so much." He squeezed Yin Bin's wrist tightly and repeated, "It hurts so much."

Yin Bin never told anyone that when his grandfather passed away, he was already in the late stage of cancer, and he ignored the medicine and stones. He didn't want Yin Bin to be worried, and he would cry silently under the quilt every night because of the pain.

Before he died, Grandpa's consciousness was a little fuzzy, so he couldn't help but groaned.

"It hurts." He said then, "It hurts."

Yin Bin had just grown up at that time, and he had already worked various odd jobs in various small shops, but he still couldn't pay his grandfather's medical expenses. In the end, his grandfather was still worried about dragging him down, so he decided to leave the hospital and go home to wait for his death. Not even painkillers.

Doctors said with regret to the young him that if the disease could be detected earlier, the survival rate would be quite optimistic.

Yin Bin's grandfather had symptoms for a long time, but because of the poor conditions at home, he was reluctant to go to the hospital for an examination, and it was delayed into a severe late stage.

Yin Bin, a young man, was alone at the bedside of his dying grandfather, listening to the old man's high-pitched cry of pain, and experienced the heart-wrenching feeling for the first time.

"It hurts so much." The old man in the dark approached Yin Bin, as if he wanted to ask him for an explanation, "It hurts so much."

This weird image gradually merged with Yin Bin's memory of his dying grandfather's appearance. He said the words that hurt Yin Bin's scar most expressionlessly, like a curse.

Yin Bin, who is not afraid of anything, has the idea of ​​running away for the first time in this desperate darkness.

But where can he escape, the darkness is boundless, and the nightmarish phrase "It hurts so much" is always entangled in his ears.

He gradually stopped running, and when he turned around, he saw the lifeless old man's face again.

"Grandson." The old man opened and closed his chin, and put his hand on Yin Bin's shoulder stiffly, "It hurts so much. Why didn't you save me. It hurts so much."

This problem has entangled Yin Bin for many years. At that time, if he was older and could earn more money, perhaps his grandfather would not have to suffer like that.

If he hadn't listened to his grandfather and Boss Chi, and had gone to the society early to find a way out instead of studying hard like they said, wouldn't he have been more free then?If only he was smarter, if he were stronger, if he...

He has been trying to be the upright person that his grandfather said, but what did he get in exchange for his integrity?

"Save me. It hurts so much." The old man grabbed Yin Bin's shoulder as if trying to dig into his flesh and blood, "Why didn't you save me."

Yin Bin stretched out his hand and caressed the old man's eyebrows, his eyes were full of sorrow: "I'm sorry."

The old Yin Bin couldn't save him, and Yin Bin, who was in his 20s, was already too late.

The old man's nails hurt him, but he couldn't bear to tear off the dry and skinny hand. He just stared at the grandfather's appearance in the dark for a long time, and shed a tear.

"I'm sorry, but the grandson is too incompetent." He said.

For some reason, the image of the old man that was supposed to be created by the man in the suit withdrew his hand because of his tear, and the way he looked at Yin Bin changed slightly.

"Don't cry." The hollow voice said to him, "Don't cry. Grandpa, it's okay."

Yin Bin suddenly opened his eyes wide.

This is not an illusion, but really his grandfather!

Before he could react, a gust of wind blew out from nowhere in the darkness, and the old man was swept away lightly by the wind like he was made of paper.

Yin Bin chased after him vigorously, but he could only watch helplessly as his grandfather was swept away by the wind and went away again.

"What the hell is going on?!" he yelled into the darkness, "Who the hell are you?!"

"Can I have my cat back?"

In the darkness, the voice of the man in the suit said unhurriedly: "Or, do you still want to see your mother who is suffering in hell?"

"Perhaps I should have told you in advance that it would be very troublesome to get them up from below, and it is very likely that they will lose their souls on the way back and forth, or get lost..."

As the voice spoke, Jing Senshen laughed, "From now on, I can only be reincarnated as a fool, or I will never be able to reincarnate forever."

Hearing this, Yin Bin clenched the dagger hidden in his sleeve, faced the darkness, and showed an attacking posture.

"It's useless." The voice sneered, "This world is big, and you will suffer if you think too highly of yourself."

Yin Bin didn't listen to him, and swung the dagger towards the darkness.

The blade cut across the darkness, as if it had cut something sticky, but quickly returned to its original shape, as the voice said, without any change at all.

"Give me the cat!" The voice finally revealed a strong aura, and even the will-o'-the-wisp lights were submerged in the darkness in an instant, and Yin Bin was completely trapped in the darkness.

"No."

Yin Bin is a bit similar to that idiot fox in this aspect, the more he is forced, the more he refuses to obey.

He stood in the overwhelming darkness, only his eyes were still shining.

"Chen Feifei is indeed out of his mind, but at least he is much better than a disgusting thing like you." He said, "You are not worthy of him."

As if annoyed by Yin Bin's words, the darkness seemed to have a texture, and the air began to become sticky. Every time Yin Bin took a breath, he felt more and more difficult, as if being squeezed by some invisible things everywhere, Every time I inhale, I just feel more suffocated.

Just when Yin Bin thought he was about to be drowned in the darkness, suddenly a green light flashed from his pocket.

The green light penetrated the darkness in an instant, and Yin Bin was able to take two more breaths under the green light.

"Where are you?" Bi Shou's voice came from his pocket, seeming a bit puzzled, "Why is it so dark?"