Dream Hall
Chapter 62 Cat
Ever since, everyone diligently picked up the note.
Wu Tian stood by the window, throwing out papers larger than her own one by one.
Liang Hao reminded from the side: "Don't make such a big move, you will fall out later."
Wu Tian stuck out her tongue: "Don't worry."
……
Today, the uncle who came to collect the garbage in the community took out a black garbage bag from the trash can. He felt that it was very heavy, so he opened the bag in doubt. After seeing it, the uncle fell to the ground in fright.
He shouted, "God damn it, who did this!"
A housewife passing by came up to help: "Master, are you all right, why did you fall?"
The uncle pointed angrily at the black plastic bag on the ground and said, "I don't know who made it, it's really vicious!"
The housewife stepped forward to open the plastic bag suspiciously, but saw that it was full of dead cats, and a stench wafted out. The housewife screamed in fright: "Ah!"
The uncle tied up the plastic bag, threw it into the garbage truck, and muttered in his mouth: "No wonder I said there are so few stray cats in this community..."
The housewife patted her chest with guilt, and suddenly remembered something.
She walked quickly to the lawn in front of her door, rummaged through the lawn, and found some white papers.
On the paper were written words that I had read before but didn't care much about.
The male owner of 403 is a perverted cat abuser.
People who read the big red characters are terrified.
The housewife swallowed, folded the paper into several pieces and put them in her pocket, then walked towards the front door of the 403 house.
Liang Hao caught Wu Tian, put him on the ground, and whistled, and the seven of them hid one after another.
After 1 minute, the bell rang.
The bell was not ringing frequently, and it could be heard that the housewife was actually a little afraid of this cat abuser.
The bell rang several times, and the housewife was about to give up, and the man kicked his slippers impatiently and went downstairs.
As soon as he opened the door and saw that it was his neighbor, his complexion improved a bit: "Mrs. Le? What's the matter? Can you do anything for me?"
The man looked very polite, no wonder no one around him suspected that he abused cats.
Mrs. Le didn't ask directly, but said very cleverly: "I'm making soup at home, and some ingredients are missing, can I borrow them from you?"
The man moved away with a smile, and said, "Of course, Mrs. Le, you can do whatever you want."
Mrs. Le walked into the door, looking up and down the room, the man pointed to the kitchen for her, Mrs. Le forced a smile: "Thank you."
The man smiled gentlemanly: "Mrs. Le is too polite."
Mrs. Le looked at the man's face, and then asked: "Xiao Zhang, what's wrong with your face, why is it bruised?"
Suspicion and impatience flashed in the man's eyes, but he immediately covered up his emotions: "It's okay, I bumped into it accidentally."
Mrs. Le slowly picked out the seasonings, and then asked: "Xiao Zhang, where are the cats you picked up before? I remember you picked up several, right?"
The man's expression changed, and Mrs. Le also understood something, and hurriedly said: "Ah, that, I borrowed it, and I'll send it back to you when it's used up!"
The man smiled politely again: "Okay."
Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Le left as if fleeing.
After returning home, Mrs. Le hurriedly talked about it with her husband. There is a dog at home, and she has a kind of compassion for the fragile life of small animals in her heart.
Mr. Le is a strong man, and he was very angry after hearing what his wife said: "How can there be such a person? I usually don't see it. Sure enough, you don't want to go to his house anymore. This kind of psychopath People don’t know what they can do.”
Mr. Le took the seasoning back to the man the next day, with a very ugly expression on his face. The man didn't know when he had offended him, so he asked with a smile, "Mr. Le, is there any misunderstanding between us?"
Mr. Le scolded: "Let me tell you, Mr. Zhang, don't pretend to be a kind person in front of me. We all know all the crap you did. You told us that stray cats are pitiful, but you turned around and turned around." Kill the cat at home?"
As he said that, he poked the man's shoulder vigorously with his fingers. The man took a step back from being poked, and his face turned cold. He waved Mr. Le's hand away, and patted his shoulder that had just been poked, as if What kind of dirty thing is Mr. Le: "What do you know, and this is none of your business, meddling in other people's business..."
Before he finished speaking, he was knocked down by Mr. Le's punch. The gravity of Mr. Le's punch was unimaginable. The man felt his eyes dimmed.
The man looked at the angry Mr. Le and trembled, but Mr. Le said viciously: "I advise you to put your tail between your legs and be a good man, otherwise I can't tell what will happen to you."
Then, the man was slammed to the ground.
The door was closed with a loud bang, and the man lay on the ground for 2 minutes before standing up slowly, cursing heavily: "A group of holy mother whores, I really think that I have a few so-called pets and I am a good person." ?
It's none of your business what I do, do I care about you, I haven't seen you care so much about your parents..."
The man stayed at home for a few more days, and when all the food at home was exhausted, he had to go out to buy food.
As soon as the man opened the door, he smelled the smell of paint. When he looked up, he saw a few large characters written in red paint on the lock of his door.
To hell with cat abusers.
Then the words "Go to death" are densely written in other corners.
The man retreated home again, taking a black mask and sunglasses from a drawer.
The man was walking on the road, and there were people pointing at him from time to time. The man felt terrified when he was watched, and felt a sense of suffocation slowly attacking him.
After walking out of the community, I just wanted to take off the mask and glasses, but I caught a glimpse of several things posted on the bulletin board.
He saw his name inside, and hurried forward.
Those papers were about when someone else’s cat disappeared, and then saw the dead body of my own cat in a black plastic bag a few days ago, and then posted a photo of a man, saying that it was 403 pieces stolen by a certain person. Killed his own cat and killed it.No matter how outrageous his behavior is, everyone should know his evil deeds.
The man angrily tore off a few pieces of paper and threw them into the trash can.
He didn't know why this matter developed like this, he just did something harmless...
The man came out of the supermarket with the food he had just bought, took off his eye mask in the heat, and within 2 minutes of taking a breath of fresh air, he was blocked by someone: "Are you Zhang from 403, Anye Community?"
The man subconsciously wanted to deny it, but because the man's voice was too loud, the people around him had already surrounded him. Someone picked up the phone and compared it to the man's face. The man wanted to grab the phone, but was blocked Stopped: "That's right, it's him! It's that perverted cat abuser!"
The man hurriedly put on his mask and glasses and was about to squeeze out of the crowd. Countless voices of crusade were drilled into his ears. He kept repeating: "I'm not, it's not me, don't look at me, it's really not me, I didn't do it." of……"
The surrounding voices were too noisy, and the man couldn't help but want his voice to overwhelm everyone: "It's not me! I didn't do it!"
Sure enough, the surroundings were quiet.
The man was panting, and just about to step away, something hit his head, and then something smashed open on his head, leaving juice on his forehead.
If there is the first person, there will be the second one. By the time the man squeezes out of the crowd, he is already covered in all kinds of dishes.
The man hurried home.After turning on the cell phone he hadn't used for a long time, he realized that all kinds of news about him had been extracted by human flesh.
There was a lot of scolding on the Internet, and people who knew him on the chat software sent questions.
The man threw the phone off the bed, hugged his body and shrunk into the quilt.
He didn't know why it happened like this.
After finally falling asleep, the next morning, I was woken up by the knock on the door, and I staggered downstairs to open the door. Countless microphones, flashlights, and problems came to me.
The man was stunned for a while, then quickly photographed him, shutting all the outside world out.
The man looked at the news on the Internet from time to time, and when he saw those scolding voices, he was both angry and scared.
There were reporters at his door from time to time, which made him unable to go out at all, and gradually ran out of food.
I had no choice but to go out and buy food.
The man dressed himself mysteriously and turned out from the window.
But who knows, those reporters are everywhere. As soon as the man jumped out of the window, he saw the reporters who were interviewing the couple surnamed Le. Those reporters immediately surrounded him, and he explained in a hurry. The female reporter was overthrown to the ground.
This immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the people.
He was pushed and pushed by different people, and he suddenly wanted so badly to just take his life.
So he slammed into his own wall in a daze.
The sky and the earth spun, and he passed out.
When he woke up again, he was already in the hospital with his hands and feet tied up. The doctor in a white coat said, "You are suffering from deep depression. To prevent you from acting out stressful behavior again, I can only tie you up first."
The man feels that his heart is very tired, and the only thought in his mind is to die, he really knows that he is wrong...
The doctor left the ward. The man stared at the white ceiling with empty eyes. Just as he felt sleepy, he heard a voice.
"Meow……"
The man suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a black cat with a broken leg standing at the end of his bed, staring at him with dark green pupils, he gradually felt unable to breathe, as if someone was pinching his neck , he struggled to get rid of this feeling.
"Meow."
The cat's meow seemed to be right next to his ears, surrounding him all the time, and he would never let him go in this life.
The man finally broke down and yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The doctor came in quickly, several nurses held him down, and a sedative was slowly injected into his body.
The man's struggling body slowly fell back.
The doctor leaned over and asked him, "How does it feel?"
The man murmured, "Cat...cat..."
The doctor looked around: "There are no cats."
The man rolled his eyes and found that the cat was squatting on the doctor's shoulder, and he screamed again.
... A month later, the man returned home.
He hadn't seen the black cat again, just when he thought it was going to get better.
The door opened slowly, and a cat with a broken leg was squatting in front of the door, staring at him leisurely.
The man squatted down with his head in his arms, screaming in a broken voice.
And Lin Mu and the others returned to their own world as early as the day he entered the hospital.
The rest of his life will be spent in infinite regret and pain.
atone for the crimes he committed.
The author has something to say:
It's late... (guilty)
Wu Tian stood by the window, throwing out papers larger than her own one by one.
Liang Hao reminded from the side: "Don't make such a big move, you will fall out later."
Wu Tian stuck out her tongue: "Don't worry."
……
Today, the uncle who came to collect the garbage in the community took out a black garbage bag from the trash can. He felt that it was very heavy, so he opened the bag in doubt. After seeing it, the uncle fell to the ground in fright.
He shouted, "God damn it, who did this!"
A housewife passing by came up to help: "Master, are you all right, why did you fall?"
The uncle pointed angrily at the black plastic bag on the ground and said, "I don't know who made it, it's really vicious!"
The housewife stepped forward to open the plastic bag suspiciously, but saw that it was full of dead cats, and a stench wafted out. The housewife screamed in fright: "Ah!"
The uncle tied up the plastic bag, threw it into the garbage truck, and muttered in his mouth: "No wonder I said there are so few stray cats in this community..."
The housewife patted her chest with guilt, and suddenly remembered something.
She walked quickly to the lawn in front of her door, rummaged through the lawn, and found some white papers.
On the paper were written words that I had read before but didn't care much about.
The male owner of 403 is a perverted cat abuser.
People who read the big red characters are terrified.
The housewife swallowed, folded the paper into several pieces and put them in her pocket, then walked towards the front door of the 403 house.
Liang Hao caught Wu Tian, put him on the ground, and whistled, and the seven of them hid one after another.
After 1 minute, the bell rang.
The bell was not ringing frequently, and it could be heard that the housewife was actually a little afraid of this cat abuser.
The bell rang several times, and the housewife was about to give up, and the man kicked his slippers impatiently and went downstairs.
As soon as he opened the door and saw that it was his neighbor, his complexion improved a bit: "Mrs. Le? What's the matter? Can you do anything for me?"
The man looked very polite, no wonder no one around him suspected that he abused cats.
Mrs. Le didn't ask directly, but said very cleverly: "I'm making soup at home, and some ingredients are missing, can I borrow them from you?"
The man moved away with a smile, and said, "Of course, Mrs. Le, you can do whatever you want."
Mrs. Le walked into the door, looking up and down the room, the man pointed to the kitchen for her, Mrs. Le forced a smile: "Thank you."
The man smiled gentlemanly: "Mrs. Le is too polite."
Mrs. Le looked at the man's face, and then asked: "Xiao Zhang, what's wrong with your face, why is it bruised?"
Suspicion and impatience flashed in the man's eyes, but he immediately covered up his emotions: "It's okay, I bumped into it accidentally."
Mrs. Le slowly picked out the seasonings, and then asked: "Xiao Zhang, where are the cats you picked up before? I remember you picked up several, right?"
The man's expression changed, and Mrs. Le also understood something, and hurriedly said: "Ah, that, I borrowed it, and I'll send it back to you when it's used up!"
The man smiled politely again: "Okay."
Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Le left as if fleeing.
After returning home, Mrs. Le hurriedly talked about it with her husband. There is a dog at home, and she has a kind of compassion for the fragile life of small animals in her heart.
Mr. Le is a strong man, and he was very angry after hearing what his wife said: "How can there be such a person? I usually don't see it. Sure enough, you don't want to go to his house anymore. This kind of psychopath People don’t know what they can do.”
Mr. Le took the seasoning back to the man the next day, with a very ugly expression on his face. The man didn't know when he had offended him, so he asked with a smile, "Mr. Le, is there any misunderstanding between us?"
Mr. Le scolded: "Let me tell you, Mr. Zhang, don't pretend to be a kind person in front of me. We all know all the crap you did. You told us that stray cats are pitiful, but you turned around and turned around." Kill the cat at home?"
As he said that, he poked the man's shoulder vigorously with his fingers. The man took a step back from being poked, and his face turned cold. He waved Mr. Le's hand away, and patted his shoulder that had just been poked, as if What kind of dirty thing is Mr. Le: "What do you know, and this is none of your business, meddling in other people's business..."
Before he finished speaking, he was knocked down by Mr. Le's punch. The gravity of Mr. Le's punch was unimaginable. The man felt his eyes dimmed.
The man looked at the angry Mr. Le and trembled, but Mr. Le said viciously: "I advise you to put your tail between your legs and be a good man, otherwise I can't tell what will happen to you."
Then, the man was slammed to the ground.
The door was closed with a loud bang, and the man lay on the ground for 2 minutes before standing up slowly, cursing heavily: "A group of holy mother whores, I really think that I have a few so-called pets and I am a good person." ?
It's none of your business what I do, do I care about you, I haven't seen you care so much about your parents..."
The man stayed at home for a few more days, and when all the food at home was exhausted, he had to go out to buy food.
As soon as the man opened the door, he smelled the smell of paint. When he looked up, he saw a few large characters written in red paint on the lock of his door.
To hell with cat abusers.
Then the words "Go to death" are densely written in other corners.
The man retreated home again, taking a black mask and sunglasses from a drawer.
The man was walking on the road, and there were people pointing at him from time to time. The man felt terrified when he was watched, and felt a sense of suffocation slowly attacking him.
After walking out of the community, I just wanted to take off the mask and glasses, but I caught a glimpse of several things posted on the bulletin board.
He saw his name inside, and hurried forward.
Those papers were about when someone else’s cat disappeared, and then saw the dead body of my own cat in a black plastic bag a few days ago, and then posted a photo of a man, saying that it was 403 pieces stolen by a certain person. Killed his own cat and killed it.No matter how outrageous his behavior is, everyone should know his evil deeds.
The man angrily tore off a few pieces of paper and threw them into the trash can.
He didn't know why this matter developed like this, he just did something harmless...
The man came out of the supermarket with the food he had just bought, took off his eye mask in the heat, and within 2 minutes of taking a breath of fresh air, he was blocked by someone: "Are you Zhang from 403, Anye Community?"
The man subconsciously wanted to deny it, but because the man's voice was too loud, the people around him had already surrounded him. Someone picked up the phone and compared it to the man's face. The man wanted to grab the phone, but was blocked Stopped: "That's right, it's him! It's that perverted cat abuser!"
The man hurriedly put on his mask and glasses and was about to squeeze out of the crowd. Countless voices of crusade were drilled into his ears. He kept repeating: "I'm not, it's not me, don't look at me, it's really not me, I didn't do it." of……"
The surrounding voices were too noisy, and the man couldn't help but want his voice to overwhelm everyone: "It's not me! I didn't do it!"
Sure enough, the surroundings were quiet.
The man was panting, and just about to step away, something hit his head, and then something smashed open on his head, leaving juice on his forehead.
If there is the first person, there will be the second one. By the time the man squeezes out of the crowd, he is already covered in all kinds of dishes.
The man hurried home.After turning on the cell phone he hadn't used for a long time, he realized that all kinds of news about him had been extracted by human flesh.
There was a lot of scolding on the Internet, and people who knew him on the chat software sent questions.
The man threw the phone off the bed, hugged his body and shrunk into the quilt.
He didn't know why it happened like this.
After finally falling asleep, the next morning, I was woken up by the knock on the door, and I staggered downstairs to open the door. Countless microphones, flashlights, and problems came to me.
The man was stunned for a while, then quickly photographed him, shutting all the outside world out.
The man looked at the news on the Internet from time to time, and when he saw those scolding voices, he was both angry and scared.
There were reporters at his door from time to time, which made him unable to go out at all, and gradually ran out of food.
I had no choice but to go out and buy food.
The man dressed himself mysteriously and turned out from the window.
But who knows, those reporters are everywhere. As soon as the man jumped out of the window, he saw the reporters who were interviewing the couple surnamed Le. Those reporters immediately surrounded him, and he explained in a hurry. The female reporter was overthrown to the ground.
This immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the people.
He was pushed and pushed by different people, and he suddenly wanted so badly to just take his life.
So he slammed into his own wall in a daze.
The sky and the earth spun, and he passed out.
When he woke up again, he was already in the hospital with his hands and feet tied up. The doctor in a white coat said, "You are suffering from deep depression. To prevent you from acting out stressful behavior again, I can only tie you up first."
The man feels that his heart is very tired, and the only thought in his mind is to die, he really knows that he is wrong...
The doctor left the ward. The man stared at the white ceiling with empty eyes. Just as he felt sleepy, he heard a voice.
"Meow……"
The man suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a black cat with a broken leg standing at the end of his bed, staring at him with dark green pupils, he gradually felt unable to breathe, as if someone was pinching his neck , he struggled to get rid of this feeling.
"Meow."
The cat's meow seemed to be right next to his ears, surrounding him all the time, and he would never let him go in this life.
The man finally broke down and yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The doctor came in quickly, several nurses held him down, and a sedative was slowly injected into his body.
The man's struggling body slowly fell back.
The doctor leaned over and asked him, "How does it feel?"
The man murmured, "Cat...cat..."
The doctor looked around: "There are no cats."
The man rolled his eyes and found that the cat was squatting on the doctor's shoulder, and he screamed again.
... A month later, the man returned home.
He hadn't seen the black cat again, just when he thought it was going to get better.
The door opened slowly, and a cat with a broken leg was squatting in front of the door, staring at him leisurely.
The man squatted down with his head in his arms, screaming in a broken voice.
And Lin Mu and the others returned to their own world as early as the day he entered the hospital.
The rest of his life will be spent in infinite regret and pain.
atone for the crimes he committed.
The author has something to say:
It's late... (guilty)
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