I was killed, my head split.
And then I put my head back, as usual.
Yeah, I’m immortal. But there’s no evidence to call the police for not dying.
The trouble is, my family’s needle-hole camera is live, and I’ve got my head all over.
I got another picture of me sleeping on my phone.
My hands crossed my chest and I laughed.
It’s just that the head and body are separated, and it’s a little awkward.
I’ve been thinking about it for a moment and I’ve called my ex-boyfriend as a cop.
“Yes, I was murdered. Send you a photo, or do you stay where you are, to ensure the integrity of the body and the crime scene? I’m sorry.
“I’m really busy, can you stop joking about this?” I’m sorry.
I thought about it, “Is this a busy cult serial killer?” Is there a possibility that I’m the new victim? I’m sorry.
When I ran into the room, I was scolded and declared that I must be awarded Oscar’s best writer, director and actor prize, or he would die for the rest of his life.
So I apologize politely: “I’m sorry, mainly because of the special circumstances, but I don’t dare to inform anyone else.” I’m sorry.
His name was stuck in his throat and his face was round between blue and white.
“The man who murdered me may have brought a large dose of anaesthetic. I still don’t feel any pain, so there’s a good chance I’m gonna die of anaesthetic overdose. A beheading should be just a quest for a ritual — when you come in, how’s the lock? I’m sorry.
“Stop it, little girl. He said, “Stop it. Can you get up? Come on. I’m sorry.
“Do you want to check the body or go around and see if there’s anything? I’m sorry.
“Will you live first, please? You live first, I’ll watch something else, okay? I’m sorry.
And We had a bit of an obscurity: “Aran, I thought you preferred to solve the case. I’m sorry.
I’m not dead but I know.
Before I broke up, I had a one-and-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half-a-half. Since there were no high enough beams in the house, he sat on the window and cried. The evening was beautiful, and I cried and walked away, and I fell.
And when it came to pass, We gathered ourselves together and asked him whether he believed in the light. So he found out that I was a human secret and accelerated the move.
He was a good man, and he kept my secret after the break-up and didn’t turn me over to the state.
“What do you remember? I’m sorry.
“I moved to my new home yesterday, and my colleagues came to my house to eat and live warm, and the rest didn’t remember. I’m sorry.
“That time you killed yourself didn’t you remember what happened back and forth? I’m sorry.
“I may have slept well because I had a drink at dinner; I may be awake, but I’m very afraid, so the brain chooses to forget; and there may have been memory disorders caused by overdose. I’m sorry.
“The monitor at the door, can you see it?”
I naturally cooperate.
I went out to work yesterday morning at 8 a.m.; at 12 p.m., the delivery boy left a package at the door, which was my new shoe; at 6 p.m., the delivery arrived first and the package was hanging on the door handle; and at 7 p.m., I returned with three or four colleagues.
I was in a hurry to clear up the suspicion for my colleagues: “We are a group, there is no conflict of interest, and we have good relations with each other, and they are good people, no problems.” I’m sorry.
I can’t help but watch the video. At about 9 a.m., my colleagues went out to the east, I went to the west, and I returned safely.
Next, no one comes.
I live on the second floor and the windows are well locked and undamaged. The camera by the window is used only for high-altitude parabolics on top of the building. The best part is that dragonflies fly after butterflies. For the most part, it can only be proved that the neighbours are indeed of good quality.
I asked, “Aran, isn’t this a secret room? I’m sorry.
There is still nothing to be found when he falsely claims that his family lost his dog and went to the property industry to get a video of the elevator and the garage. He checked the dead end of the camera and found out that there was almost no chance that I would not be shot in the house.
It was already at 6:00 p.m. and his colleagues called him several times to get back to work. So I made some sandwiches, and I said, “Well, I thought the killer here might be the serial killer on the news, so you couldn’t make a breakthrough on my side, so you can go back to bed, and I have to go to work tomorrow, if the killer sees me, scares me to death, and it’s the turn of the day. I’m sorry.
“I wonder if it would be an event like a ghost, if all were excluded. After all, your immortality is amazing. I’m sorry.
“Don’t say that, I’m terrible. I’m sorry.
“You said hello to me with your head up in the morning without thinking I was afraid. I’m sorry.
“I’m afraid I’ll put my head on early and you think I’m lying. I’m sorry.
The door was suddenly knocked.
He rose up with joy, he grabbed me and shook his head.
The electronic doorbell showed a young face, and I whispered, “It’s okay. He’s a courier. I know him. I’m sorry.
In exchange for his fierce eye knife.
Hand him over and ring the doorbell and dial my phone. Fortunately for the reason of my work, my mobile phone is always only vibrating, when my palm is like a buzzing bee. When the bees danced twice, the little brother completely lost his patience, threw his suitcase at the door and ran clean.
“Do you know that some killers like to come back and watch their work?” Especially when you’ve been quiet all day. I’m sorry.
“Why don’t we open the door and get him? I’m sorry.
“If he breaks the door, say so. What reason do we have to arrest him now? I’m sorry.
I was so angry at him, “Open the door and I’ll scare him.” I’m sorry.
“…and then what? If he wasn’t the best killer. What if it is? If he doesn’t die, your secret will be known by the second person. You’ve only moved here for a few days, even the courier on this one knows his face? I’m sorry.
“What if he goes out? Anyone believe a murderer? I’m poor, the furniture’s on the Internet. What’s wrong with meeting a courier? I’m sorry.
On the spot, we’re lucky we broke up early.
“It’s a common thing to pick up a delivery.” I’m sorry.
“Yeah,” I said, “I’m going to spell a lot of toilet paper.” I’m sorry.
“All the victims, Xiaowei, all the victims had had no witnesses and no suspicious video footage at their residence, but they had received a large delivery.
“as you just received. I’m sorry.
I was very careful to unload the delivery, and I couldn’t bear to say, “Yes, I will?”
“Even if a cobra pops in it, it won’t kill me. I’m sorry.
When he waved at me, “How long did you put your head on, and your neck didn’t hurt?” Go away. I’m sorry.
And I sat by him and sighed: “Aran, look, you care so much about me and are not afraid of me. Isn’t that true love? Why do you have to leave me? I’m sorry.
It’s not talking. Quick delivery box, full of thick table mats. And when I laughed, “Ah, indeed I bought it, indeed I did.” Yesterday, my colleague came to dinner and cut the wood table to the throat, and I was so sorry that I had to pay for the night. I didn’t expect it so soon. I’m sorry.
The table mat was opened and carefully searched, and finally, at the bottom of the case, a small wooden statue was taken out, which was very crude and looked like a fat snake or a thin dog.
“What is this? I’m sorry.
“Maybe it’s a gift. A lot of merchants like to send these useless little things. I’m sorry.
“Little Piggy,” he interrupts me, “I’ll stay with you tonight, okay? I’m sorry.
I made two pots of coffee and decided to open my eyes until dawn.
However, overtime dogs are already immune to caffeine. When I got to two points, I was stuck with two eyes, and I couldn’t hold it, and I couldn’t stand it. I’m sorry.
“What’s the noise? It’s been a year. What’s so noisy? I’m sorry.
“It was loud. I went out to dinner with my colleagues and didn’t take you. I’m sorry.
At that moment, my eyes shined:
“Why do all your other colleagues have girlfriends? Still sitting with a heterosexual colleague? I’m sorry.
I’m glad to hear it.
“I forgot about the dinner, but I remember when someone called. Didn’t you get sick? I thought I’d let you sleep. I’ll be right back. I’m late. That’s it. What can I do? I’m sorry.
“You know I’m sick and I left me for dinner?” If I die in bed, you’re guilty of abuse! I’m sorry.
“You can follow me when you are sick, and it’s not serious.” And I was sick. Didn’t you go shopping with your colleague? I brought a bowl of congee when I got back. Did I say anything about you? I’m not really touched yet. I’m sorry.
No one sleeps tonight. We fight till 5:00.
The next morning, I was tired of taking leave. He slept for three hours and cleaned up his unit.
I fell asleep at 3:30 p.m. and woke up with another picture of myself sleeping in my cell phone.
In the picture, I still had my hands crossed my chest, smiled on my face, and I looked like a saint. The head and body are divided again.
The blood on the wall is no longer a “sacrifice” but a “reborn from God’s mercy.”
This time, there was no anesthesia, and I felt severe pain, and I was almost unable to recover. And it was long, long before the evening outside the window turned to night, until the blood ran out of it, and I finally took my head to the point.
And then I found out that this picture was not from the album, but from the Internet, and that someone was live, and I had my head on.
The background echoes the song “God has come, she will be resurrected” and so is the cult.
I heard the police car.
I parked in front of the TV in the bedroom, crouched in front of the camera.
The cameraman wasn’t worried that I found out that I just had to show the resuscitation. So I smiled at the camera and said, “Hello, I’m Zhu. I’m sorry.
“I’m a special effects artist,” and I’m doing it. So we must not believe in cults, reject superstitions, support science! I’m sorry.
In the cell phone, the rangers split in two, a half of me shouted at the heat of the crowd and a half asked if I wanted to become a magician.
“Okay, next time I get a chance, I’ll figure out how to make this effect. I’m sorry.
Then I held the camera tight until it broke.
Many people are calling me, and the sound of the police’s footsteps is ringing outside the door.
I can only do this.
“I’m sorry, I just want to go crazy.” So I thought of the heat of the news, I made a special video and pretended to be live. I’m sorry to hear you say I’ll be punished. I’m sorry.
Sitting right across from me in silence.
Someone rushed in and handed over a file. The police across the street asked: “Why did you use your own blood if it was just a special effects video?” I’m sorry.
“I… I had a fight with my boyfriend, scared him to commit suicide, and I did bleed out. But most of it’s fake, otherwise I wouldn’t be alive. I’m sorry.
They would be happy to believe that a brainless man can hurried in the heat without limit, and that not a single man can be resurrected by cutting off his head. So I was only criticized for being educated, and the police wanted to inform my parents of their arrival, but my parents weren’t here, so I informed the head and uncle.
So Qin was pulled out of bed in the middle of the night, paid me a fine and ended it.
I snuck out in response, and saw him with two bags to apologize, “Sorry, we’re under a lot of pressure in this industry, young people sometimes like to play around, and we must work with the police to improve their education.” Thank you for your education. I’ve bought a little snack to fill your stomachs. I’m sorry.
Then he looked at me and said to me, “Oh, why are you so naughty? I’m sorry.
And for a moment, I almost cried like a child who had been devastated to see his parents.
In the car, Qin Qin gave me a box of pizza: “Have you had fun?” I’m sorry.
All I care about is swallowing and shaking my head in the air as a confession.
Qin Qin Qin sighs: I heard the police say you’re bleeding your ex-boyfriend’s wrist again. Is that the way? If you’re in a bad mood, come stay with me for a few days. I’m sorry.
“Thank you, Uncle Qin, for saving the world and saving the world, but I have to go home, at least clean up.” I’m sorry.
Qin Qin Qin: I’m afraid your address will be leaked and 30 Justice Ministers are crouching in front of your house to argue with you. I’m sorry.
“I’m not afraid, I can argue. I’m sorry.
“It’s no hurry to pack up today. Go back to me. I’m sorry.
The telephone calls came in, and I left the pizza in a hurry, but Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qing Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin Qin
Officer Cheng, how are you? He’s crying and crying and confessing that he’s blind. Thank you for your time. I’ll take her to dinner and make amends.
“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll let her live with me. I’ll live alone. I’m sorry.
“This afternoon, I found something new. I’ll look into it myself. I’ll tell you when it’s done. I’m staying at my uncle’s today. I’m sorry.
“Uncle.” How many times have I told you not to bother outsiders? I’ll pick you up later. I’m sorry.
“You’re too tired today to rest.” I’m sorry.
When I hung up on the phone, Qin was so hot: “I can’t believe it.” I’m sorry.
I kept saying, “Uncle Qin, I’m in a bit of trouble, but I can’t talk to the police, I can only find a way.” He’s really good, he’s kind of warm. I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t you come to me?”
“It’s dangerous. I don’t want to involve you. I’m sorry.
“How dangerous is it? I’m sorry.
“I suspect that someone tried to kill me, but there was no proof.” I’m sorry.
There’s something else Qin wants to say, but there’s a man coming out at the front road and he’s coming straight to the head.
I’m glad Uncle Qin was busy on his way to education. The human velocity of the crash was miscalculated and it was a bit of a trick to lie down.
Qin went out of the car and filmed the big guy who hit him: “You’ve got it, there’s a car log, there’s a high-resolution camera on the road, no sense.” I’m sorry.
“I know, I have one too. I’m sorry.
And then he jumped and came at me. I saw a little silver.
And then there was a blood surge.
And I bowed my head, a little pain, a little grief, and the dagger was right in my chest. What do we do now? Lie down, cover your chest, breathe out loud? That’s the reaction to being inserted in the heart?
And the dagger came out, and the mighty man laughed at me in his madness, and said, “God, God, please have mercy on me and help me to be brought back to life.” “I’m not sure what I’m talking about. His throat was pounding, staring at my eyes, putting his hands over his chest.
Just like my last two deaths.
Qin Ten, his tears have been dripping on my face. I’d love to close my eyes and pretend to die, but I can’t. The nearby residents have begun to gather downstairs, and mobile phones have been picked up and calls to police and ambulances have begun.
And I said, “O Uncle Qin, there is indeed a man who tried to kill me, but he could not kill me. I have no proof because I can’t. I’m sorry.
I was injured in a private hospital.
Because it’s late, the original trauma is half healed. I couldn’t break the glass bottle in the car, and I was born and I cut open the knot.
Qin Qin looked silently and held me in a scar. The first aid doctor seemed to know him, helped with the stitches, and was impressed: “It’s good that the knife was slit, and the little girl was lucky. I’m sorry.
Good luck.
I’m afraid to look at Qin, let alone talk. He hospitalized me and took my phone. The following morning he came back in haste and fed me some food.
He said, “When do you know that you are capable of this? Is that the day?” I’m sorry.
I know, there’s no need to hide anymore.
The sword of Damocles fell.
I tried to smile: yes. I’m sorry.
He didn’t talk anymore. I waited and waited, and then I said, “I didn’t lie to you, Uncle Qin. I really didn’t know how to speak, and I was afraid that you would not want me.” I’m sorry.
Qin Tong said, “Recent serial killings…”
“The wildfire is burning, the spring wind is blowing again. Maybe someone told them I existed and they were looking for someone. I’m sorry.
“They shouldn’t have found you. I’m sorry.
“Yes, but it should not be, not impossible. I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you tell Cheng, tell me? I’m sorry.
‘Cause I’m afraid you don’t want me. I repeat, “Uncle, what do you want to do with me? I’m sorry.
My childhood was quite unique, rather bleak.
I was born in a cult, and I grew up in it. Ten years ago, apart from reading and four calculations, I only recited the Book of the cult, and struck myself with a thick branch.
I don’t even have the concept of money. The greatest hope for the future is to be a saint loved by the Lord, so that he may come back to life.
“Blessed by God, he is brought back to life.” Thus does the Gods glorify those who have suffered and have bowed their heads, so they all take this as a holy voice.
This sentence is the beginning and the end of greeting, thanks, and essential when speaking.
Until one day, a congregation brought a young man.
The people joined the church midway, but were very religious and heard that there was a lack of funds for the religion, and they lured their younger brothers in order to persuade their parents to support them.
Having grown up here as a child, I was found to be of pure heart and was sent to feed him and also to be responsible for the surveillance of prisoners.
That was the first time I saw Qin.
He was in the corner of the warehouse in his early 20s, and was dirty, shackled with shackles on his hands and feet, and covered with wounds under his shackles, which began to melt, with the smell of rotting.
I gave him the food, he laughed at me and said in return he wanted to tell me a story.
Ten years old, the first time I heard “The Sea’s Daughter.”
That’s a beautiful, beautiful story.
According to Qin, the little mermaid saved the prince, and thus gained the invincible soul, as well as a wider and rich new world.
For the first time I found out that the recited book was so stupid and dull. While I don’t know what a prince or a soul is, it is without prejudice to my endless aspirations.
So We formed a secret bond with him, and I was Sanua, the ignorant, the wise Sanja, who contacted us with a thousand and one story.
Early classes, when I was whipping myself, I drew blood bars on my back.
The governor praised my piety and rewarded me with a bottle of iodine volts and a bottle of ointment.
I got water on the wound, and the next day she gave me some anti-inflammatory.
I gave them to Qin during the delivery.
He’s happy to tell the story of the mermaid again, even with more details: “You’re so nice, I think you’re such a mermaid.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know anything but books, so I smile.
One day after the evening session, I heard the preacher say that the money had been received, but the hostages could not stay because they knew where we were.
I don’t know what money is, but I know what can’t stay.
Qin was a faithless man, and he died, and he would not be brought back to life.
Qin Chen said I was his little mermaid, and I’m going to save my prince.
He’s so funny and kind, and if he goes ashore, he’ll give me a world of light and light.
In the middle of the night, I opened all his shackles with stolen keys and took him to the front door.
I’m glad.
It’s as happy as a mermaid out there.
For the first time, I walked out the door and found myself living in a wilderness.
There are trees ahead, and there’s an endless wasteland. We ran and our lungs almost blew up.
But I’m not afraid. Everything is new to me.
I saw the stream, the jungle, and the sunrise.
Then I heard the dog bark.
Qin Qin says we can’t get away, we’ll get caught and we’ll die.
I was naive to say, “Don’t be afraid, I have a good relationship with the dog. I’m sorry.
The dog’s coming up.
They shook their tails around me, expressing the joy of their encounter, and then tried to bite the Qin.
I drank the dogs and realized they didn’t listen to me.
So I told Qin, he had to go first, and the God said he would die, but I had nothing to do with it, and I believed in it, and I would surely be resurrected.
Looking far away, the village is already smoking.
Just give him a little more time and he’ll get the world and I’ll get the gift.
Qingu said, “I’ll come back for you. I’ll come back for you soon. I’m sorry.
In the fairy tales he told me, the mermaids did not lose their voice, did not have the pain of a knife dance, nor did they have the heart torn by love.
Little mermaids have acquired a new world just because they were brave.
When I was dragged back, the Lord declared that I was possessed by the devil, and only death could drive away the devil, and if I do not recover after death, it would be the devil who refused to leave and would burn.
Exorcism must go quickly, because this area is contaminated and we must leave.
Then what happened, I can’t remember.
I appear to have been slit in my throat, to have been stabbed in the heart again, to have been cut off from my head and to have been hung on a rope.
My eyes are filled with blood, pain, tears and blood, and pains that no longer see the outside world.
When I came over, I found everyone around me.
They said, ‘I come back to life, I am God, and I will lead them out of hell and out of the earth to heaven’
All were obsessed with worshipping me, all, even the Lord.
What did I say?
I don’t remember. And when it came to me, my only knowledge was the Book of the cult, and perhaps from the end of it I said: “He who is killed will be resurrected.” I’m sorry.
And then, my clearest memory was to flee to the highest attic, to see this bloody play through a hole in the floor.
In the pain of my bones, I suddenly felt endless joy — seeing death accelerates the healing of my wounds.
So I fell asleep in peace.
I woke up and I saw Qin.
He came sooner or later, neither saw me turn into a monster, nor found one or two survivors in a fratricidal crowd.
Then Qin won’t tell me.
He thinks I must have fainted in the attic, suffered a lot of abuse, suffered a lot of mental trauma, and had better be cut from the past.
It took him a long time to introduce me to the world and more time to give me a legal identity.
He wanted to adopt me himself. He was too old, so he asked a distant relative to help me. It’s just that I usually worry about him and his parents.
I called him Uncle Qin.
The first time I visited the world, I received a lot of surprises, but it made me very happy. Because of such surprises, the world that I have been with is ugly and deserves to be destroyed.
So the monster in my heart was never raised. Qin was the only one who was so upset that I didn’t go to high school with my 20th grade on a single grade, so it was easy for me to make up for the middle class, so he was so weird that I had no friends; so easy for me to behave properly, so he was so sad that I started to rebel at puberty, so I had early love at high school.
Of course, his parents are sad. The first son, who believes in cults and goes to prison, has no interest in raising children and no object, but because he has children, the potential object is suspected that I was born out of wedlock.
One day, after school, I was sent home, so I didn’t die, and I met Qin downstairs. Qin Qin was just talking to my class teacher about my monthly exam, and I was on my way to get rid of it.
I’m ashamed of myself. The parents of Qin Qin, who took it to the passions, advised him that his eldest son had been released from prison and returned to his family, that he would wish to raise me before the exams and that he would redeem himself. In this way, the second son can also do his own marriage, not always with children.
And We learned from it a little: I am a burden, a burden that is foolish and foolish.
The little mermaid came ashore, she was alone with no one but the prince, so she was willing to endure the dance on the tip of the knife, and even preferred to become a foam without hurting him.
I don’t have her. All I know is to lose Qin, means nothing. So, if he lacks a girlfriend, why can’t I?
So I said, “I love you, Uncle, and I want to marry you.” I’m sorry.
I heard that Qin Qin had set up a school for me with determination and had given me a living allowance before I left. At the end of the evening, I took a phone call from other classmates and never answered.
I was able to achieve an unprecedentedly good result when I asked the class director for half a day’s leave with a score and came running home crawling with it in order to make peace with Qin and swear that I was just having fun.
But he was not, and only his brother was at home — the people who kidnapped him that year. He looked like an old man, older than his parents, and as excited as a madman: “Since she was a saint.” I’m sorry.
The house was packed with bags and boxes, and I turned around, knowing that Qin was going to leave and that I was going to leave. He packed my clothes, even prepared in advance for my re-reading school and the successful celebratory gift from the high school, and there was a cash, I don’t have a bank card and I really need it.
And the madman cried behind me: “Sincerely!
I turned around and felt that something had come out of my heart: “Do you want to be immortal like me?” I’m sorry.
In the evening, both the police and the doctor came and they were called back by the neighbours.
I saw an influx of men from the window and Qin and his parents rushing. They opened the garden door, then the house.
The smell of the gas was scattered, and they cut the valves, opened the windows, as written in the textbooks, and dragged the dead with me outside the room. I was masked with oxygen, and there were knives on my chest and limbs.
Qin was screaming out of control and he finally found his dead brother with dry blood.
And I heard him question his parents why he sent his brother back; and he said that he would take me to another city after I had passed the exams; and he said that I was his most important family.
The police said the victim attacked me and tried to drink my blood. Before I arrived, he was cooking the soup of blood, because the soup from the gas stove had been forgotten by the attack, and the spill had extinguished the fire, causing him to die of the gas leak. I was forced to bleed, which reduced the level of intoxication to a certain extent, barely supported the police and climbed out of the kitchen and waited for help.
As long as I’m a victim of imminent death, I’m destined to be a luckier loser.
On the third day of my stay, I found my healing capacity at an alarming level. Just after entering the hospital, the muscles on the wrists and ankles were torn apart, requiring a suture by a doctor, but at this point almost healed.
This is not the same as the last time I witnessed the fratricidal effects of others, and killing one person with one hand will result in a qualitative change in the pace of my recovery.
But such a qualitative change would certainly give rise to unnecessary suspicion and trouble. So every day I went to look at the other patients’ recovery rate, and then stole a fruit knife, and in the middle of the night I scratched the wound in the bathroom.
But I underestimated the doctor’s IQ, the wounds were fresh, and they were always visible. On the third day, I was blocked by Qin.
He covered me with drugs and gauze and asked, “Why do you want to hurt yourself? I’m sorry.
“You don’t want me anymore. I’m sorry.
“No need for you, little girl, I’ll always be your uncle. I’m sorry.
“You won’t answer my phone, you’ll move away and you won’t tell me. I’m sorry.
“You’re too young, little girl. You can only count on me, so you might think of it as love. It doesn’t matter if you’re young and confused. I can’t just bully you. I’m sorry.
I love the tenderness of Qin at this time, because I am rather modest in my grades and sometimes in my rebellion, and he has not been so gentle for a long time.
“Look, did you like it a little bit? It’s the right feeling. It’s just a high test. After the high school exam, you two had a good relationship; I saved you a lot of dowries to get married after college. I’m sorry.
“What if you get married, Uncle? I’m sorry.
He said, “As long as you live well, no one will take your place in my heart.” I’m sorry.
What does a good life mean?
Instead of falling in love with your uncle, instead of becoming a monster, you have to work hard to read, to go up, to work on time, to get married, to have children, to be a happy ordinary person.
This is the end of my rebellion.
The next day, I was out of the hospital, showing Qin Qin his very progressive monthly report card, and went to school in a wheelchair.
Senior, no delay.
Now I don’t know if I’m living a good life.
I went to work and went to work, and I had an unsuccessful relationship, and maybe I had a good life; but I showed Qin in front of Qin, the same healing power as monsters.
Qin was sitting by my bed, rubbing my tears
“When you were a kid, I was too young to take the kids, and when you were in a bad mood, you had something to do with it. Or do you always think I’m gonna scold you?
“Don’t be afraid, Xiaowei, things are taken care of outside. Let’s talk. What’s going on? I’m sorry.
For a second, I was afraid he was lying to me. I’m afraid I’m a little bit too scared to be turned away from Qin, but how can it be so trivial?
“Don’t you hate me? Don’t you fear me? I’m sorry.
Qin Qin looked at me and asked, “What are you afraid of?” I’m sorry.
– I’m afraid you’re suddenly trying to understand that I’m counting on everyone; I’m afraid you think I’m still counting on everyone at this moment.
Qin Qingu said: “I am only happy with you. I left you twice. I’m glad you didn’t die. How else can I make up for you?
“No matter what happens, I will always love you. I’m sorry.
I looked into his eyes, “What if, I love you?” I’m sorry.
He said, “Then you will suffer so much, I will be ten years older than you, and I will die many years before you.” I’m sorry.
He’s smiling like a distant, fragile dream.
It took me a long time to read Qin and understand the meaning of every move he made. So I know that he’s incoherent, so I can stabilize my perfunctory.
Why does he have to go back and hide something?
At least one thing is certain Qin won’t hurt me. I’m still very happy with the curtains.
He said, “What can we do? Although you’ve been hiding me for years, I’m a little chilly. But I’ve been too hard on you before. What, it’s only when I hit you? Let’s be honest about the consequences. I’m sorry.
We did as we were told, the more he heard his face, the longer he was silent, the more he opened his mouth: “The cult of that year, I am sure that there was no fish leaking.” I’m sorry.
I nod: “But they are about to be released.” I’m sorry.
The police are still coming.
I just got out of the police station and my back was cut off in the street. However, in this incident, the body of the perpetrator could only be captured and there was no alternative but to find the victim who could speak.
I’m lying on my bed so weak that I can measure the people who come and go. The doctor and the nurse advised them not to stimulate the niece of the shareholders who were in poor mental state. Then I heard the well-known cough: “Be assured that we have in our hearts, that she will not be in trouble. I’m sorry.
It’s true.
He’s been in a serial murder with a cult, and he’s been watching me for a long time because I have a similar video set up with a cult killing scene. The fact that the men who killed in the street were linked to the cult serial killers, and I was officially listed as the victim of the cult, as a loser.
The interrogation began with a routine and routine inquiry as to whether I knew the perpetrators and whether there had been any contradictions. I routinely say that I do not know this man. Qin testified that I was only 25 years old, and that I went to school and worked in the custody of my family, and did not have the opportunity to sin a middle-aged man in his 40s.
At best, he’s mentally unstable, or he’s being fooled by a special effect video, or his sense of justice explodes, and he’s trying to end up with me.
It seems as if they were not surprised by the result, but they went on: “This man is indeed connected to you.” You were kidnapped by a cult called Nihon, right?”
One hand over my shoulder: “Yes, my brother was a believer in it, and my parents were very disappointed in him and cut off his financial support. So he tricked me to pay my parents’ ransom. Gu Zheng was the child they abducted and helped me escape. Later, I adopted her with my family. But this was a long time ago. Is this about Nihon? I’m sorry.
And then he did not answer, but looked at me, “Is that so?” I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“That’s right. The suspect was serving his sentence for Niegu. In this serial killing, the number of victims was somewhat related to Neo San. We suspect retaliation. I’m sorry.
Qin Qin: Why do these men, who are still alive, want to come out and harm society? I’m sorry.
It’s not like Qin Jinping, it’s like the families of the victims.
“We had an urgent trial yesterday of the persons concerned, all of whom were unanimous in their reference to the Holy Virgin, who said that she would re-establish the Nizhny Church. You know what happened to the Virgin? I’m sorry.
Qin Tong shook his head.
I thought about it, and I said, “I know something. But when I was young, I could be wrong. In the Nihon religion, the Church elects a bride to a beautiful girl, who is a saint. I’m sorry.
“How old is the girl?”
“I can’t remember. It’s supposed to be age-neutral. I’m sorry.
“They all identified you as a saint and claimed to have seen you resurrected.” I’m sorry.
“This is nonsense. Because I let Uncle Qin go, I was beaten. Beating is a ritual in the church, where all people are drugged and may give rise to a collective illusion. They then began to kill each other, suddenly under the influence of drugs. I took the opportunity to hide and wait for help. I’m sorry.
Look at me quietly, so do I.
Another policeman said, “Yes, perhaps they thought you had led to the destruction of Nihonism by the police, so they wanted revenge on you. It happens that you’re a live target again. You’ve been kidnapped by a cult. Why do you have to take this heat? I’m sorry.
And I bowed down: “It is because they were abducted when they were little, that they became popular, and they wanted to laugh at them.” But it’s because I’m crazy. I’m sorry.
“Recently, the police will send someone to protect you. I’m sorry.
There are several more policemen in the hospital.
I didn’t have a problem with Qin, so I went back to work with me for two days, and I was told not to go on the Internet, not to use it. Don’t talk to the police, stop people from working, especially from their ex-boyfriends, so that they don’t stop and break up, and they try to take my salary.
I’m paying for it: “Uncle, don’t you understand me? I’ve always had an iron bone, and if you’re heartless, I’ll stop. I’m sorry.
It was only a few days before Qin was set up, and it was not easy to self-destruct, so he swallowed the lecturing up his neck and ran away.
But I’m not looking for a way to find me.
“He really is your uncle? I’m sorry.
“What kind of capitalist owner is this kind of employee? I’m sorry.
“That was my mistake. I thought you were confused with your boss. “I apologize. I’m sorry.
“That’s a tough reason for you to drive me home in high school. How could I not? I’m sorry.
“He?”
“Yes, that’s him.”
“There is one thing I’ll tell you. When I was in high school, it wasn’t me who wanted to chase you, it was your uncle who paid me to chase you, and then he asked me from time to time about your specifics, like studying, dating. So I was really angry when he blew me up. At that point he looked like a gangster and was nothing like this. I’m sorry.
I got up, I looked around for a big, cheap piece, so I could give him a kick in the ass.
Put the chair down! Or I’ll scream! I’m sorry.
“He says, “You’re alone without friends, hoping that the most handsome scoundrel in the class will take you, and I’m not just for money, but for good with people.” No, for good and beauty. I’m sorry.
When we sat down again, we cried: “Why don’t you think of me when I’m in love with my college and I’m in love, and I’m in love with myself? I’m sorry.
My wounds are in pain: “It’s so strange that, to be honest, I didn’t really look at you very much in high school and play with you, mainly because you’re so passionate.” As long as you don’t talk to me, I’m sure I won’t. If he doesn’t love me early, I’ll tell you. I’m sorry.
“He may think we’re in love with each other and find ourselves out. A lot of parents do this — they like to make the baby irresistible temptations, like my mother, when I was a kid, she likes to turn on the TV so loud, and then watch if I don’t come and peek, and she gets angry. Your uncle’s so controlling, he must be one of those. I’m sorry.
Qin Qin is one of those people, so I’m not happy he’s been cut off: “Why don’t you talk to the victim about this? Want to rekindle? I’m sorry.
“It’s relevant, it’s also relevant — mainly through this, to prove that your uncle is a very sick person. “Remember the last delivery you opened at your house?” I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“I looked at the old file, which was like a snake and a carving of a dog. It’s supposed to be the sacred thing of Neophanism, like the cross of Christianity. The other victims had this at home. I’m sorry.
I’m going to pick up my ears and say, “Is it the seller or the delivery boy?” I’m sorry.
“Sellers have nothing to do with it, the treasure shop has been in operation for five years, the business has been good, the reputation has been high, they have not acknowledged the gift, and other buyers have confirmed that they do not. The express delivery company is a large, regular company, and the couriers in charge of your district will leave all the packages at the rookie station but will not send them to the door. It’s actually your property boy. He was very interesting. He was a clerk at Seymour Culture Ltd., and when you moved in, he suddenly took over the property in your neighborhood. I’m sorry.
“Serb culture? My uncle’s company?”
“Yeah, the day after you left, I had a little chat with this property guy. He said that your uncle was very fond of the children, particularly you, and that there were three other people on duty, in addition to him, who were mainly concerned about your movements. I’m sorry.
I’m a little scared: “What are you saying, brother Aran? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know, it’s probably not working, it’s not working. I’m sorry.
He took out a record book and a pen: “As you know, you have an uncle who controls you, watching your movements has become a habit for him, but he remained silent the day you were killed and the day after.” Your delivery came from the seller without any problems, trying to intercept the plugging was possible, but it was a problem; the four young men in the property could put something in it, but they had no cult to contact. I’m sorry.
“What can you figure out, Xiaowei? I’m sorry.
I was staring at the book for a long time: “There is still one less known condition, my uncle, who has always hated you.” I’m sorry.
Quiet.
“That day I called you over, you had to register your visitors’ information in the property, and the property checked with me before you could get the car out of the garage. Visitors parking fees, they’ll invoice you. Also, you asked for videos, and if they were serious, tell my uncle you were in my house, he’d have to kill him that night.
“After all, I told him that I had just finished a project and wanted to relax with my annual vacation. He used to think I was traveling.
“So, these property boys are not very serious. I’m sorry.
“… don’t you think your uncle’s pervert is the point?” I’m sorry.
And I groaned: “Aran, I’m the little perv he beats out of the perv’s nest, he’s small and he doesn’t care, and he’s keeping his eye on it. I’m sorry.
“It’s not normal! What’s normal! Whose parents do that? I’m sorry.
“It is the property and your uncle who really want to talk about the suspect, not about the motive, but about the execution, who is well aware of your travel habits and who can do anything about the surveillance. I’m sorry.
I wonder, “Absolutely, are you suggesting that my uncle is a cultist and is trying to kill me? I’m sorry.
“There’s no evidence, it’s just a possibility. I’m sorry.
“No such possibility,” I say, “What good does he do to kill me?” He pushed me up so hard that I could work at his company and sponsor me to buy a house and a car to kill me? Why don’t you just get married and tell me your wife can’t stand such a heavy niece? I’m sorry.
“Whoever can believe in Neo-Jin, he alone cannot. He was kidnapped by the Neo-Sunists and almost died, and then he went to the police for a cult. What is this Stockholm spirit?
“You’ve helped me a lot, I thank you in particular. But don’t say bad things about my uncle. He’s a good man. I’m sorry.
All right, I got a big cup of coffee. “The other day in your uncle’s car, you said you found something. I’m sorry.
“Same as your discovery. When I was forced to live, there was a very small decoration on the side of the air, the snake, the dog, the dog. I’m sorry.
I said it in cold, lying down to pretend to be dead to express anger and wait for me to fight. And he sat quietly in the chair, thinking out loud.
And if I don’t answer my opponent, I’m going to stomp again: “You see, after you left, my house was set up with a camera. Do I doubt you? Nothing.”
“You should be skeptical,” he said, “I did indeed install the camera. It was just an invasion. I’m sorry.
“Did you find the intruder?” I’m sorry.
“The IP address is your home, so they believe you’re crazy. I’m sorry.
We said, “You said before, it is not impossible, nor is it impossible. Otherwise, I’ll have a big one. I’m sorry.
“How can you expect people to reward me for killing me and making a live show?” I’m sorry.
What do you mean, no speculation?
That’s it!
One of us is deaf and one of us is dumb, so that we may be united.
The fact that Qin was on the phone and had left without a trace, as if he had listened for another second, was an affront to his good warning.
Uncle Qin was very quiet: “I went back home this afternoon to look at what was left of the Qin Sea and see if there were any clues. I’ll be back in the evening if you hurry. You’re alive in the hospital. Don’t run away. I’m sorry.
“Uncle, don’t get involved in this. It’s too dangerous. Why don’t you hire a master today? I’m sorry.
“I’ll be careful. The police are checking your house, and when they’re done, I’ll invite the monks and monks to double-insurance. If you don’t think this place is good, we can’t change the city. I’m sorry.
“Uncle…”
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
“Don’t go back, okay? I didn’t tell you before. I was afraid you’d do it. I’ve been killed without knowing what I’m doing. I’m sorry.
“Yo, I can still get the attention of a rebel child in my lifetime,” he smiled, and said, “Don’t worry, the police have initiated this, and someone will come with me.” I’m sorry.
“Uncle, listen to me, my hands hurt, my chest hurts so much, come and see me after shift! I’m sorry.
Qin Tong: “I’ll tell Dr. Zhao I’ll give you the painkiller. I’m sorry.
I was hung up on the phone and called back unattended, in a state of rage against the opposition and went to Twitter.
Then it was discovered that “Customs” had become the alias of two fools, torn to pieces and all three were killed. Angry and a large number of previous live videos were posted, discovered and warned by the cyber-police, which led to the emergence of an all-too-too-so-so-so.
It was a bad day. At night, I looked out of the window and looked at 1:30, and I climbed up and decided to go to the nurse’s sister for a piece of peace. Pushing the door, I found Cheng sitting outside on the bench.
“You can’t sleep, too.” I’m sorry.
“No, I’m on night shift. What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
“I couldn’t sleep. I wanted to ask the doctor if he had any sleeping pills. I’m sorry.
He went to the vending machine and bought a box of hot milk: “Drink this and tell you a bedtime story while drinking your brother.” I’m sorry.
I’m angry at you. Who the hell dared to take my ex-boyfriend? I’m sorry.
The ex-boyfriend may have been trying to make things right. So I searched a couple of soft bedtime stories. After reading the first one, he suddenly found that being single was good, that being single was wonderful, and that being single was so loud. It ended the torture of each other and started talking about cases.
“They killed before, carefully, without revealing who did it. But from you, suddenly the murder was made public. I’m sorry.
“Aran, I was afraid to say this before but this evil cult is the quest for immortality. So, the saint actually means the immortal. It is likely that they will come to me by killing, and when they find them, they will surely recruit them with my resurrection.
“I don’t know what kind of monster I am, or how I became this monster. So no one should know I’m not dead. Otherwise, someone might really believe in their evil. I’m sorry.
“Don’t put any gold on your face, no horns behind your head, no tail, no three kids a day, how can you call yourself a monster?” I’m sorry.
It’s so white that I feel the power of milk and intoxication and I want to sleep.
Yet it is like an owl with a god without eyes: “Who will give them the clue of finding you?” After many years, you’ve changed the city, you’ve changed a lot. How can a couple of newly released inmates find you? I’m sorry.
“Well, maybe they have high-level hackers, hacked the public security system, accessed my information. Then hack into the house and your camera. I’m sorry.
Surely: Is there such a man, or can he afford one of you who is a deviant? I’m sorry.
I was so sleepy, I said, “Is it the Qin Sea?” I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
Qin Chen’s brother. Maybe Qinhai just got out of prison and found me at his house. So, although he hung up, all the people who were released from prison could find my parents in Qinhai and find me? My parents in Qinhai were easy to find. They stayed in A. I’m sorry.
“It’s possible that Qin Qin looks at you as if you were looking at the eyeballs. I’m sorry.
Then the door was hit.
“Han, something happened to Qin.” I’m sorry.
“His old house leaked gas, blew up. I’m sorry.
“A neighbour was killed, and Chen went out shopping with him. I’m sorry.
My emotions were completely removed at that moment, and there was neither shock nor sorrow. It’s just a moment, a membrane that separates the world.
Then the cell phone rang, and Qin sent me a picture of my childhood diary: “I love our captain, he’s so handsome, he called Cheng.” I’m sorry.
Here’s the next message: “You see, when you were little, you thought about something. I’m sorry.
I called back, but I was cut off, again, again. And finally, there was a tweet: “I’m fine, don’t worry. I’m sorry.
I grabbed my cell phone and put my shoes on it and yelled at it: “Something happened! Let’s go!
“Yes, something happened. Calm down, he’s wearing a dress. I don’t think he wants you to go! I’m sorry.
“He’s not the one who’s made up! As long as he had the strength to write and refuse to answer, he would certainly tell me what had happened. The one with his phone, not him! I’m sorry.
We’re in town, it’s already the next day.
The lucky officer Chen answered us, saying that Qin was dying and was lying in ICU, and his parents were there to pay for it, so we didn’t have to hurry or rush.
And then he took the whole thing over again: “Let Qin go with me to his former villa.” It’s supposed to be empty for a long time. There’s no sign of life. There’s a lot of dust spiders. The grass in the courtyard is very high, and all the water and electricity have stopped. I’m sorry.
“After what happened, their family felt so bad that they moved. A lot of things were left unpacked except for the necessities. We found the luggage from the Qin Sea, the disks he bought before he went to prison, the comic books, the work. These have been sealed. I’m sorry.
The question is: “Do you have anything to focus on?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t see anything special at the moment. Qinhai is a little superstitious, and most of the comments he received from his teacher at school also refer to the tip of the bull, which is not surprising. There’s an old flip phone in the bag. I don’t know if the technicians can open it. I’m sorry.
“What happened to you? I’m sorry.
“At about 7:00 p.m., we almost packed up and moved to the car. A neighbor came by to see if Qin was moving back. They knew each other, so the three of us went out for dinner. I’m sorry.
“the atmosphere of the day…”
“It started well. Officer Chan said, “These two men are reminiscent of the past and talk about the situation. He then asked about the children, said that Qin was so hard to carry, that she was so stupid, that Qin should be able to appreciate that it was hard for her parents, that she was so good and good. He asked the neighbours how they knew that Gu was still in contact with themselves. Neighbors said it was the Qin’s old man who sometimes came back and took something and went to the neighbor’s house to complain. Since then, the face of Qin has been so ugly.
“Then we found a nearby hotel. He hid in the stairwell and his parents called. Around 10:00, the neighbor called again, saying that his parents had gone back and asked him to go back.
“Well, there’s no other way. We talked about it. I went to the supermarket across the block to wait for him before something really happened. I’m sorry.
“He didn’t ask you to go with him? I’m sorry.
“Yes, he said his parents were unreasonable and he was ashamed, but he did not care about his parents for so long. I couldn’t get involved in housework. But you told me to keep following me, I had to keep following you. He went in for half an hour, blew up.
“It was only the neighbour and Qin, his parents were not there. After all, the old lady of the Qin family did not intend to go back to see her son in the middle of the night. But the neighbor died and he had no family or anything. There’s a gas tank that wasn’t there before, and that’s probably what happened. Asked the gas company. The neighbor called for it. I’m sorry.
“Does it not match your family?” I’m sorry.
So we looked at him, and he bowed his head and turned back, “Let’s go and see your uncle.” I’m sorry.
Other police officers went to apply for co-operation and went to hospital with me. The view of the road is still familiar, and A town seems to have stalled for years. It used to be so new and so old.
“Aran,” I looked at the view outside the window, and “the gas is the revenge of Nishi.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t worry, it’s not intended to be an accident. I’m sorry.
“This is not revenge on Qin, it is revenge on me. I’m sorry.
You look at me with surprise.
“They can’t be so high-profile,” I said, “They have deceived Uncle Qin, and according to the teachings, revenge should be decapitated. Even if he is not decapitated, he can threaten me to appear alone, not with so many policemen. I’m sorry.
“What are you saying? I’m sorry.
“The gas leak in senior year, I did. I’m sorry.
“I saw the file, and you are innocent.” Being attacked by adult males in small, closed spaces endangers lives and is self-defense. You’re the smart one to fight murder. I’m sorry.
I saw a very blue sky, and there was a cloud.
“But I told him to drink my blood and live forever. A madman in Qinhai, I gave him a knife and lured him to kill me.
“Why would they use gas?” Maybe it’s for the truth of the day. They want Qin to think I’m a monster, a bad guy, regret to raise me, and then I’m alone.
“I’ll be very, very sad. I’m sorry.
He said, “Do not think. You are not a sentimental cult.” What if you’re sad? “and besides…”
“To a degree of grief, I can die. I’m sorry.
“But isn’t it faster that they just killed your uncle? I’m sorry.
“Then I’ll have to kill them all so I can be free. I’m sorry.
And I laughed, “Well, you’re a wonderful baby — you didn’t feel it when we broke up. I’m sorry.
I will stop my grief immediately: “You’re really good at the point, you’re not going to choose justice and report me with my statement.” I’m sorry.
“One, you were a minor, and it was normal for you to have two, and the second, he was a cult for so long, he died. I’m sorry.
I said, “It’s sad to break up, but we’ve been together so many times, we’ve been used to it. I’m not trying to kill myself. I’m trying to scare you. I’m sorry.
“You’re so good at doing things, your uncle Qin should break up his uncle’s relationship with you from time to time. I’m sorry.
“Could it be a degree of grief to break up with someone and to be abandoned by the parents who raised them?” I’m sorry.
“Isn’t Qin Tong almost cut off from his parents? I’m sorry.
Qin’s parents weren’t there when we were in the hospital. We were received by a nurse, who told our patient’s family that one was in charge of the payment, one was on his way to buy food and comforted by the fact that he was not in danger and had been transferred from the ICT. I’m sorry.
“Can I see him?”
“Five minutes until visitation time, one person at a time, and you decide with the cop who’s going. Just look, don’t talk. I’m sorry.
There is no need to think too much about this, and there is a greater willingness to be close to the elderly.
When I went in, Qin was awake. He noded his head at me and held his mouth very hard.
Uncle, are you okay?
He noded at me and coughed. I took out the phone, opened the keyboard, put my finger on every letter: “Uncle, if you think it’s this letter, nod your head. I’m sorry.
I tried so hard to get a scold from him, “Why don’t you listen? I’m sorry.
“What’s the word?” I went over the Internet and saw his tip yesterday.
“How could I not have come when so much happened? I’m sorry.
Qin Qin Qin, I wanted to keep typing, but he barely smiled and looked at me. He’s been quiet for too long, and I’m very confused.
“Uncle Qin, do you have much to say or nothing to say?
“Are you okay? How long will you be out of the hospital? Can I stay here with you?
“I’ll do as I say from now on, I’ll be good…”
He’s so dumb, “I’m fine. I’m just kidding. I’ll send you a message, so you’ll be worried. I’m sorry.
And I took a breath, and laid down my heart, and he said, “How was your journey?” I’m sorry.
“Hey, I can’t cry, “When are you?”
“Again, the kid’s soft, fine. When it’s over, I’m ready. You change your name. I’ll see his parents.
“My house over there to you. You sell, you save, you don’t invest. There’s no one in the company to talk about you. I’m sorry.
I felt a little stiff in my body: “Uncle, what do you mean, you don’t want me? I’m sorry.
“That’s the neighbor. Did he tell you anything? Was he a Neo-Teacher? I’m sorry.
And he drew down his curtain: “Don’t be afraid, it’s all taken care of.” I’m sorry.
“You won’t even listen to me, will you? I’m sorry.
“You’re the one who grew up. I’m sorry.
“You’re leaving me again? Is this the third time I’ve been abandoned? “I kneeled in front of his bed, and I felt like a fire was burning, and I was losing my mind.” “and say I killed…”
Qin Chin raised his hand: “Sigh, come on.
“I almost died this time. I’m a little afraid to settle you down earlier. You have to be good or your uncle won’t like you. I’m sorry.
When I came out of the hospital, I poured a bottle of ice-cold mineral water over my head: “Are you calm? I’m sorry.
I crawled in the back of his car, I took a fuzzy doll, and I dried up my face: “Calm down. I’m sorry.
And he looked at the doll, and he looked away, and said, “I asked Qin’s parents, as we thought, to keep in touch with their parents after Qin’s departure, and sometimes go back, and tell them not to reveal their whereabouts.” But his father sometimes went back to the old house, and the neighbours were very passionate about him, and they were old acquaintances, and they started talking to him.
“Neighbor Wang Cheng, who was widowed in his early years, did not continue to marry and had no children. The family was always close. He loved Qinhai very much in the early years. I guess this is the man who introduced Qinhai to the cult. After Qinhai was imprisoned, he was said to have worked abroad for some time, and I suspect he heard the wind and fled. I’ll be back soon.
“There’s nothing else to do with this explosion. Wang should have tried to kill your uncle, but didn’t care to die first.
“So, your uncle’s dying, feeling, probably real. I’m sorry.
I was very good at calming people, and I quickly accepted this statement and got back to work: “Do you think we’ve been passive?”
“I was killed three times, the last time the killer committed suicide; my uncle was wounded and the killer accidentally killed. We all know Nihonism is behind this, but nothing can be done, because the perpetrators always die first. I’m sorry.
“How do you want to take the initiative? I’m sorry.
“On the air. I said, “Leave it live in the name of an apology and say that I was confused and thought that cult was a cool thing to get hot.” Through education, I am aware of the seriousness of the problem. Now I’m a obligator, telling you about the stupidity of cults and how to identify them. I’m sorry.
“And?”
“It’s a public good, too. Well, someone might get offended and sit down. I’m sorry.
“Well, I’ll make a report and add more people.” I’m sorry.
The voice was still missing, and the windshield was suddenly wiped out by someone with a canteen and cloth. “Hey, handsome, I got you a glass, $20.” I’m sorry.
“I’m sorry, boss, I’m sorry. “I followed it, and suddenly I fainted and felt like I knew each other.
It is not a good word for me to know.
When I look at my face, I feel like I’m in a good mood, and when I’m next, I’m going to grab my hand: “Sell me up and talk to me at the police station.” I’m sorry.
He had no time to struggle, and he was handcuffed and searched.
“Who are you?”
He raised his head, wrinkled, and smiled, “Son of God, don’t you remember me?” How are you like your uncle?”
I quickly helped to hold the madman, pulled out the handcuffs and handcuffed him and stuffed him in the car.
“Shall I tell you how your uncle killed people? I’m sorry.
He went all the way to the police station, and said, “I don’t want to believe a word about a cult murderer. I’m sorry.
The madman was laughing: “You thought you killed Qinhai and got away with it, didn’t you? He’s got a camera on you. He’s got the real you. I’m sorry.
“That’s the video that put your uncle’s parents on my side and made him think of Wang Cheng as me. He laughs, “When he comes back, he will kill.” I’m sorry.
And We answered with a cold reply: “It was you who called the gas, and it was you who killed it.” I’m sorry.
“No, he stole the gas called by Wang Ji Cheng, he sent his message on Wang Cheng’s cell phone at the agreed time, he went to the next door and shouted it out, and he lit the lighter.
“You should have seen his face, how desperate he was. He wants to protect you and does not want to see you again; he can not die but must die together; and he does not want you to know why he killed him, but even his modus operandi is inspired by you. He’s desperate, he’s funny, he’s the one who really thinks you’re a saint. He can’t accept that you’re not good, let alone that you’re evil.
“Don’t you believe it? Call your uncle. Ask the hospital. Is he getting worse? That’s not bad. That’s suicide! I’m sorry.
Crazy people look at me like greedy, excited snakes.
“If you really had this video, why didn’t you bring it to the public security authorities earlier? After all these years, how’s the memory card working? I’m sorry.
“Don’t you see how beautiful her face is? Shouldn’t such a beautiful thing be witnessed with your own eyes? I’m sorry.
“What are you, AB, a legitimate citizen, with personal freedom and political rights, and a great future?” I’m sorry.
The fire was burning again, and my hands were shaking, barely touching the cell phone, and then I found my tears blurry — the fire burned to the eye and swept through the sight of the eye.
Because I seduced the sea of Qin, so they seduced the Qin.
They not only die, but destroy his faith and his life.
Stop the car.
And it dragged me out, and I leaned on it, and I was exhausted. So a bottle of water pours into my face: “What the fuck are you serious about? Does your uncle’s calf-protecting parents really want to kill a man with no money for a lawyer or for a murderer?
“Now, you know what that means? We put him in the police station, it’s over! It’s all over! I’m sorry.
Where’s Qin?
And We heard a clear blame and exhortation, and a busy sound of an unheard cell phone. Then I heard a car coming out loud, and it came straight at me.
The driver was Qin’s parents, so I got the answer.
From the depths of the depths and the depths, We have seen the light and the darkness; I am a mermaid in fairy tales, and I am a fairytale; and We save the drowning prince, and We tempt the passers-by.
I pushed it.
The madman laughed in the car, and then his smile became solid.
I squeezed out of the car’s suture with blood and pulled the door and laughed at him.
“Why aren’t you dead? Why aren’t you dead? I’m sorry.
“Why are you still alive?” I’m sorry.
I smiled at him: “I’m not sad. I’m sorry.
“You see how much Uncle Qin loves me, even though he loves me, even if he can’t forgive me.
“Look, that’s my ex-boyfriend. Even though we have divided our hands eight times, even though he understands all the truth, he has chosen to be on my side.
“I have many friends who do not call me God, who do not follow His commands, but who will persuade me not to do bad things, and who will come to my house for lunch.”
“I’m not desperate, I’m just, very, very angry.
“You should thank Qin. You survived last time because he came back. Well, now…
And We strangled him with his bloody hand, and forced him to stare at my eyes: “Fuck you.” I’m sorry.
And he rebelled: I raised you and I raised you! I’m sorry.
The car behind me stopped. The owner ran away. I saw how hard it was to get up, he took out his gun and was asking for help. Then he laughed at me with difficulty, and said: “Saving a living soul, he will capture his accomplices. I’m sorry.
He wants me back.
I’m in the hospital.
It would be inappropriate to say that both the owner of the car and the suspect were detained and that I was not brought to medical attention.
The injury was serious, and I treated a fracture in the hospital, bandaged the wound, then sat in a wheelchair and was pushed to the 22nd floor.
They asked me who I was, and I said that the man lying there was my uncle, and I was able to give him the papers. So several doctors came out and explained to us the sudden deterioration of the patient’s condition. Finally, they gave me Qin’s belongings.
I easily guessed his password and turned on his phone. His latest e-mail was lying in my mailbox. And in that e-mail he gave the arrangement of his wealth, and comforted him with kindness: “Uncle is only an ordinary man, and he will surely die of old age.” If it gets worse, it’s something we can’t control. If man has no soul, I’ll become a bubble in the sea, and you can swim when you want me; if there is, I’ll be a fish, a wild one or a supermarket, and that’s me you like. I’m sorry.
He used this mailbox for a long time. I slowly looked in the mail before.
When he was a teenager, he sent a clumsy love letter to the girl he liked, read the progress he had made in his gruesome and dissertation with his mentor, the long letters he had sent to his brother, and the tickets ordered in anger. There was a lot of information later, and when I was poor, he consulted about how to go abroad to study a pheasant university, and a lot of work mail coming and coming.
Finally, I saw an unfinished draft.
He said, “A long time ago, my brother and his neighbour travelled by sea, and when they came back, they insisted that they had met a mermaid, and that he had since become obsessed with it and spent all his time pursuing it. One day I discovered that he had joined a cult for that reason and was thrown into a warehouse when he went to stop him.
“I was so confused that I used you to get me out of here. When I brought someone back, I found your secret in the attic. You were fatally wounded, but it healed too quickly.
“I know you’re special, but I thought you were special. When my brother came back, he said that you were a mermaid, that I should not have taken you by myself, that you should belong to the world. And my parents think so. I tried to shield the greed of my parents and brothers and tried to find a way that would not harm everyone, and you saw him alone, with my cowardice.
“Then I regret it, and it’s a good thing you didn’t happen; and then I did a lot of things to protect you, watching your life like a control freak, but you’re still hurt. I’m jealous of your little boyfriend, and anyway, he never betrayed you and never hurt you.
“Sigh, the sin is the greed of Nihonism and my cowardice. I’m sorry.
“It all began with my brother, and it all began with me, and it should end with me.” No one will hurt you again. I’m sorry.
This e-mail was not sent, perhaps he wanted him to be the perfect uncle; but he did not delete it, and perhaps he still hopes that one day I will see it.
The doctor said that his injuries were too serious and that it was normal to repeat them. When the deceased is dead, the family can arrange for the future as soon as possible.
“Did he commit suicide?” I asked.
The doctor took a strange look at me: “No, it’s worse.” I’m sorry.
My broken bones are healed and I don’t need a wheelchair anymore. I stood up and looked at him, and I thought at first I was in town, and he took my hand across a long street, and he pointed at ice cream and asked me what flavor I wanted. I’m curious to see if I can get one for every taste.
I love you, uncle. You took me to the real world.
I asked if I should drag Qin’s body back to the bottom because the fairy tale said that the dead could go to the king’s palace.
I asked him why he believed in fairy tales when he was so big, and he said, “Well, am I going to do something to revive him?”
We went down the long corridor to the elevator and went back to my ward. And he started to ask me, since I’m Seymour, why am I still so bad in music class?
We said: ‘Aran, do not find anything. Ask what you want. Ask. I’m sorry.
The air is quiet down.
After a long time, he said, “No one enters your house by unlawful means except property and Qin. But there’s still a possibility, right? I’m sorry.
I nod my head: Yes, there is one possibility. I’m sorry.
“No one has entered my house. Cut off the head, take pictures, hide ugly sculptures in the open delivery, it’s me. No one else can, but I can. I’m sorry.
“Why?
‘Cause I knew the killer was looking for me by killing, and I tried to contact them, but Uncle Qin kept me secret and kept me out of sight. Therefore, I had to use the hands of the police to inform this. I looked at three other homicides and prepared all the props. And then the night before, I drank a lot of alcohol with a couple of friends, and after they left, I took out a good picture of early ps and cut off my head.
“I thought you would persuade me to disguise as a good body, cooperate with the police investigation, and then I’d show up and disappear, and the big fool would lock me in and find me. But you didn’t. You decided to keep it a secret and help me in private.
“I had no choice but to drink some leftovers and cut them twice. I know you installed a camera, so I hacked in and cut the key video live. In order to stimulate the scrambling, I specifically told everyone that Nihonism is a scrambling. I’m sorry.
“Why didn’t you just tell me your plan? I’m sorry.
“Will you agree?”
“Please continue without you.” I’m sorry.
“On the way, I’ve been identified since I was assassinated in the streets. I didn’t want to be exposed in front of Uncle Qin. I thought you were involved in the trial and offered to send me home. It’s bad, and a lot of things go wrong. I’m sorry.
“So you’re under close surveillance and you can’t do anything. “You try to say something on Twitter, but you’re warned by the cyber police and then by me.” And suddenly Qin went back to A Town, so you couldn’t sleep that night. I’m sorry.
“Even if you were immortal, Qin would not be able to accept that you are being watched, and from time to time feel the pain of dying. His parents therefore told him that Nie-chul had a video of the year and that he would surely run back to deal with the matter. At first, he may still have hope of a solution to the problem, so please send a police officer to accompany him. However, it was found there that the godfather was a former neighbour. The neighbor must have told him that all he saw were small, he was the big boss. There was no prison for the neighbour, and it is impossible to send him back.
“He can’t do anything, but he decided to cut the roots. As a result, the Neo Sanctuary has no head, no climate, your safety is guaranteed, black history is covered up, and his parents are more sobered by the risk of murder of their youngest son by a cult.
“Afterward, the presence of cult fools is inevitable. Of course, if nothing happens to Qin, you’ll decide to force him out in another way, so you advise me to be proactive.”
“So far, is the analysis correct? I’m sorry.
“Right. I’m sorry.
“Why are you doing this? Is the mermaid so righteous? I’m sorry.
“Aran, I love the world. I’m sorry.
“When I was a mermaid, I had no kind, no intelligence, but instinct. One day I chased a whale and floated to the surface. That day I saw the sunset. I’m very surprised, but I feel very good.
“So I came up every day to play. One day I saw people, their upper half like me, just without tail. But when I climb ashore, my tail becomes two columns. So I’m happy that my kind is on the shore. I caught the fishermen’s boat, and he picked me up and asked who’s little boy was in the water.
“I don’t speak, behave rudely, and therefore be considered a fool. And one day I floated up and played, and one person gave me a lot of food and took me, that’s Nihon. There’s a lot of dumb kids there, and we’ve been believers ever since. I’ve never seen the world. I thought it was the way it was.
“And then I let Qin go because he reminded me of the sea. They tried to kill me without success, so they tried to eat me. Then they found out that telling me that Qin would not come back, that I would cry in tears, that the healing power would slow down, and that they would get more excited and decide to kill me.
“I lied, and they started killing each other. I saw death bring me back to life. I came back to Qin. I’m so glad he brought me to the world, Arran. I love it here. If I had a chance, I’d like to protect some human beings and not mind eating them. I’m sorry.
“Fine, Quixen,” he said, “I’m a fool, a man who has witnessed your bitterness and your uncle’s priceless love.” I’m sorry.
We said: ‘Aran, my uncle, I just died. Can’t you treat me better? I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, you’ll drag him to the bottom of the sea. He won’t mind. You two and Mémi are going to watch the sun rise whale and be happy to fish. I’ll drive a little fishing boat and get you two some supplies from time to time. The name of the ship is “The Grievance”. I’m sorry.
We said: ‘Aran, my heart is broken’ I’m sorry.
And he bowed his head and said, “Ah, my heart is broken.” I’m sorry.
“The last time you broke up with me, I saved you and you wouldn’t say yes. I’m sorry.
“You hold on a little longer, I’ll do it.” I’m sorry.
“Why?”
“I was too young and too stupid. If I were 10 years older than you, I would love you more than Qin. I’m sorry.
I had a funeral for Qin, a human funeral. To be honest, I don’t know what this process is, but I’ve been very helpful in asking my parents. After the cremation, me and Cheng buried him at sea.
He was swept away by the waves, and, as he said, he was a white bubble, a floating fish; he would be in the whispers of the whale and in the sunset that fell into the sea.
I jumped into the sea and showed my tail. The sea winds blow and exaggerate: “Your tail is so green.”
I jumped him in the face.
When he jumped off, he was wearing a diving suit and carrying an oxygen bottle. There’s waves coming. And I dragged him up and down, and I sang to him in the water, and he was polite and grunting, and he threw out a lot of bubbles.
I soon found out he was a bad swimmer and dragged him back to the boat.
He looked up at the sky and kept breathing. A long time later, he pointed to the sky and said, “Sweetie, look, the sunset.” I’m sorry.
The sky is red, as I saw when I first landed.
Author: Brain hole with a large file number like cat claws: YXA1nabbL1h6NJMd0wC3k3O
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
