End of Mystery

"I'm serious, it's for your own good too..."

Xiao Xiao thought carefully: What if you become distorted after you strengthen it?

Whether you will lose my five hundred points is a trivial matter, the key is that it is not good for you.

Now that you already have the consciousness to go out to work by yourself, it's not too much to ask you to sign a guarantee, right?

Look at those three dogs...

...

After waiting quietly for a while, I only faintly felt that the music sound of the old record player seemed to become a little more intense.

Inexplicably, it sounded like a swearing voice?

And I don't know if it's an illusion. When Xiao Xiao raised his head, he found that behind the white curtain, a slender figure seemed to flash past, facing the window and trying to stretch his sharp nails, as if he was about to strangle something, but he didn't Nothing really came out.

The sound of music from the old record player has not become words that can be communicated with myself.

This means that special items, that is, special items, are not intelligent enough to communicate directly with themselves?

in addition……

Xiao Xiao stopped and looked towards the street. The butcher's shop had long been closed.

The window was dark and faint, and some TV screens could be seen fluorescently shining through.

After buying the butcher, Xiao Xiao also had a vague connection with him.

At this point, it is certain that the butcher is in this room.

After passing through the dog of pain and the old record player, Xiao Xiao also began to have a strong interest in these special items.

How are they related to pain substances?

What kind of logic is it strengthened?

Dogs of pain can’t communicate, they don’t understand anything at all, they only know how to dismantle houses and eat ham, and old record players seem to be a bit skinny in some respects, but they still can’t form effective communication with themselves. Even until now, I have never seen this record player that is essentially my own, and I can only hear its peculiar music taste through the window.

But the butcher is different. From the perspective of the aborigines, fortunately, he is a complete individual, a living person.

In theory, this should be communicable?

Perhaps, as long as I walked over and tapped on the window, I could call him out and have a chat with him.

but……

...Xiao Xiao worked hard for a while, but finally gave up.

After all, it's too scary...

Thinking of my state of severe headache and panic in those four years, everything I saw was distorted and horrifying, and the one that gave me the most terrifying feeling at that time was the butcher. This impression has been deeply implanted in my mind, almost becoming a shadows...

I dare not go there at night.

Even if we want to chat, why don't we go back and find a sunny noon?

By the way, to ensure safety, you have to bring Ruan Ruan with you.

Thinking silently in his heart, he sighed, put the chaotic sound of the old record player behind him, turned and walked home.

Let her think about whether to sign this guarantee first.

Anyway, with the points in hand, I have the world, if you want to strengthen it, you can strengthen it at any time, right?

However, he didn't know that when he looked back at the butcher shop, the drunken butcher was sitting silently on the dilapidated sofa, and the opposite TV was only lit by messy snowflakes. His numb, empty face.

Beside the sofa, there was a dusty chainsaw, with dried dark red shreds of meat still hanging on the saw teeth.

The room did not turn on the lights, but let the faint light of the street lamp outside the window shine into the room, illuminating a very small area.

Accompanied by the lingering smell of blood in this room, the overall atmosphere is depressing and gloomy.

"Gudongdong..."

He didn't eat dinner, but poured the inferior and spicy wine into his stomach, burning his heart.

He likes this gloomy environment, and also likes the darkness in the room, and prefers to get himself drunk, so drunk that he can't tell the truth from the fake, because only in this way, he can occasionally have a little hallucination, as if he can see people who have lost.

Suddenly, he noticed something, turned his head suddenly, and looked towards a corner that was flooded by darkness.

His heart was pounding, as if something was calling him.

Even the long-discarded chainsaw next to it exuded a faint smell of joy, as if something was revived.

However, his stiff body waited for a long time, but he did not wait for the expected thing to appear.

He sank back to the sofa, and continued to pour low-quality liquor into his stomach.

It's just that the eye sockets that had been dried up for some reason became a little moist again.

...

...

Back home, Xiao Xiao quietly went back to the bedroom to rest without making a sound.

The house was dark with no lights on, and my mother should have gone to bed early. Working in the bar was much later than returning home from the pier. However, this also saved the embarrassment of being with my mother day and night, and this happened to be What Xiao Xiao needs now...

After waking up, he has been shrouded in a huge sense of alienation.

Facing his mother, he still couldn't achieve intimacy and trust. After all, he had already seen the other side.

But in the case of owning the goodwill of the city, my mother has always loved me very much. She never lost her temper as before, and even looked at herself with indifferent eyes, wishing to eat herself. Instead, she always showed The meticulous care and care, even many times, made Xiao Xiao feel in a daze that he had returned to the time when nothing had happened.

But is this feeling real or fake?

Is it just a certain logic of the city, or was she always loving herself before being maliciously influenced?

Xiao Xiao couldn't tell the difference.

Also because he couldn't tell the difference, when faced with his mother's loving behavior, he even subconsciously avoided it.

Maybe it's time for me to move out?

Xiao Xiao thought that the money he had now was enough to rent another house in this city.

If you really can't do it, you can squeeze with Yang Jia or Ruan Ruan, Xiao Si... that's fine too.

They should not reject themselves.

He also had this idea a long time ago. He has been consciously saving money since he started working at the dock.

After all, after recognizing the truth of this world, I feel very resistant to living with monsters in my heart.

only……

Thinking about this question, he couldn't help thinking of how "Mom" tried to treat him well every time...

The most unbearable thing about this false city is that it is too real.

I can't describe this feeling. Xiao Xiao knows that his mother is fake, and he has seen her mother turned into a monster. However, he still can't help but think about the way she took care of herself before. Too much, and I can't help but forget the truth that she is a monster, and indulge in this simple but warm life. After all, she has always played the role of mother...

After all, whenever she came home late, she would always remember to leave food for herself.

Seeing herself with a beautiful girl, she would also excitedly go out to buy groceries, and even show off to her neighbors.

Seeing that sometimes she hid in the bedroom without saying a word when she got home, she would also be silently sad.

Even, as if realizing that she doesn't like to talk to her usually, she has learned to leave notes for herself...

All kinds of strange emotions made Xiao Xiao's originally firm thoughts loose slightly.

Of course I still have to move out.

But maybe there's something to do for mom before moving out, like buy a gift?

Maybe keep it for her family, so she doesn't have to go to the supermarket to work?

Perhaps, after she has saved enough money, she can redecorate the house, after all, she complained about the aging of the water pipes...

Alas, I want to move out, just because I don't want to live in this illusion, or even get lost.

But do something that makes her happy, just as repaying her hard work...

...

...

While thinking, he went back to the bedroom, took off his shoes, and was about to wash up and rest.

But this time, when he came to the living room, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned to look at his mother's room.

Quiet, so quiet.

As a clairvoyant, he always has a sensitivity different from ordinary people, even if it is invisible to the eyes, he can vaguely perceive it, but at this moment, he has a strange feeling, looking at the closed bedroom door, Some kind of intuition told me that there was no one inside.

Feeling a little weird, he walked over, raised his hand, and wanted to knock on the door.

But he put it down again, thinking slightly, the flesh and blood on his shoulders split open silently, and a dark red eye slowly flew out.

As soon as Xiao Xiao's consciousness moved, this eye flew into his mother's bedroom without a sound.

The dark red field of vision immediately brought the environment in the bedroom into Xiao Xiao's field of vision clearly. He was a little surprised:

Mother's bed is neat and tidy, and there is no sign of anyone resting.

Mom hasn't come back yet, is she on night shift?

No, although she sometimes works the night shift, she will definitely be home around twelve o'clock.

Now, it is already past two o'clock in the evening.

So, where did mom go?

Xiao Xiao's mood was extremely weird, inexplicably, he was still a little worried.

"Ding Lingling..."

At this moment, Xiao Xiao's cell phone rang suddenly.

In this silent black room, it seemed extremely abrupt, Xiao Xiao was a little nervous, and picked up the phone.

There was a string of unfamiliar numbers on it, Xiao Xiao hesitated for a moment before picking up:

"Faith, is that Xiao Xiao? You kid, I finally found your phone number..."

"I'm your Aunt Zhang..."

"..."

Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment: "Who is Aunt Zhang?"

"I'm your mother's colleague. We have a very good relationship. I accompanied her to ask for a talisman for you..."

The woman on the phone spoke quickly, and seemed to realize that Xiao Xiao might not know her, so she hurriedly introduced herself and urged: "You are coming to the hospital soon, your mother is here... I want to inform you this afternoon Yes, but I can't open her mobile phone. It took a lot of effort for my colleagues in the supermarket to find out your mother's emergency number, and then I called you..."

"etc……"

Xiao Xiao was taken aback suddenly: "Hospital?"

"what happened?"

"..."

"Oh, it's not the vixen your dad found. He brought someone to your house to look after the house. Your mother got into an argument with her. The younger brother she brought wanted to do something. He seemed like a gangster who was very fierce. Pushed your mother to the ground, your mother is so angry..."

"Heart attack. Fortunately, I was doing homework at your house, so I brought her to the hospital..."

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Thanks to the soot boss for the Silver League, this is what the old ghost got in exchange for his hard work last night (without the dog's head)