Why is it that children often make people feel the scariest in horror movies? -Zhihu (1)

Why is it that children often make people feel the scariest in horror movies?

I am a primary school Chinese teacher. In my class, there is a strange little boy.

The child is handsome and lonely. He always draws some strange patterns in his notebook in class. I don’t know if he has any physical defects. I haven’t heard him say a word since the beginning of school. He always sits quietly in the corner of the playground during extracurricular activities.

As the teacher in charge of the class, I once dragged him to the office to talk and asked him, “Xiao Chen, why don’t you play with other students? Do you have any troubles?”?

He sat in his chair as if he didn’t hear me.

I sighed and let him go back to the classroom by himself.

I asked other teachers about the child. Teacher Zhang, who had taught him in the second grade, said that he was not like this before. At that time, he was very lively, smart and good at sports. Teachers and classmates liked him very much. It seemed that he had become like this for nearly a year. A few days

ago, after school, I saw a big boy bullying him outside the school. It was a group of small hoodlums in junior high school. They blocked him in the corner, robbed him of all his money, and asked him to take off his pants. The little boy held his belt tightly and kept silent. A big boy slapped him in the face, leaving a few fingerprints.

“What are you doing?” I hurried over and held the child behind me. If

it isn’t Teacher Lin? I haven’t seen her for

two or three years. It seems that her breasts are getting bigger again.

The hoodlum who beat me said to me.

“Li Siqin!” I recognized my former student: “Why are you talking to me like that?”? How can

I talk to you?

Damn, if you hadn’t called my dad so much before, I wouldn’t have been called so much.

The child was still smiling cheekily, with some hostility on his face.

That’s because you did something wrong. Who asked you to do something bad in class?

“***!” Li Siqin and the junior high school students surrounded me in the middle and said, “Don’t look so good for me. I’ll settle those accounts with you today.”. After

three years as a teacher, my understanding of minors has changed a lot.

There are some children who are pure and flawless, just like a blank sheet of paper.

There are also some children who seem to have evil in their bones, just like Li Siqin.

I remember when he was in the fifth grade, he was peeping at girls in the girls’ bathroom, and I caught him reading pornographic books and magazines in class. I couldn’t bear to look at the naked pictures and words. He was an 11-year-old child who actually enjoyed watching them. I felt terrible when I thought of that scene. What do

you want?

I spoke sternly, holding my cell phone in my hand and considering whether I should call the police.

I did not expect that Li Siqin actually lifted my coat and grabbed my chest. Before I could resist, my hands were twisted by the junior high school students. They burst into a lewd laugh, as if they had caught the prey of the wolf.

I was so frightened that I cried out. Li Siqin’s hand was like a piece of ice. It kept drilling into my underwear. I couldn’t believe it was a 14-year-old child. His breath was short and his eyes were red. Just then

, the little boy behind me rushed out and bit Li Siqin on his arm.

Li Siqin cried out in pain and hit the little boy on the head with another fist, but the little boy seemed not afraid of pain and clenched his mouth.

I took advantage of the chaos to call the school security room, which was less than a kilometer away from the school, and the security guards could come in a few minutes. The junior high school students finally panicked and fled in all directions, leaving only Li Siqin shouting.

“Let go, ***, let go..” Li Siqin hit the little boy on the head crazily. He was much taller than little boy and pushed the little boy to the ground.

The little boy finally broke away from Li Siqin’s arm. I saw a seeping scene. He actually took a bite of Li Siqin’s flesh. He spat the white flesh on the ground. His mouth was full of blood. He looked up at me and smiled.

Li Siqin ignored the pain and ran away rolling and crawling.

A few minutes later, the security guard arrived and asked us if we were all right. I saw that the little boy still had some wounds on his face, so I took him back to school. The teacher in

the infirmary was off duty, so I had to find a few band-aids in the drawer of the office to help him deal with them briefly.

Xiao Chen, why did they bully you?

I asked him.

Xiao Chen became silent and quiet again, looking at the corner without saying a word.

The setting sun slowly sank into the earth, the light in the office became dim, and Xiao Chen still sat in a daze.

Come on, I’ll take you to the bus.

I packed my things and said to him.

At that moment, the child suddenly hugged me and buried his head in my arms, his body trembling slightly, as if he was afraid. I felt a surge of pity in my

heart and touched her head. The child was a little strange. Maybe he was stimulated by something. I decided to talk to his parents the next day and find a way to help the child.

The next morning, I found the place where Xiaochen lived according to the student information I filled in at the beginning of school. To be honest, I was a little surprised, because it was a high-end residential area where land was expensive, and Xiaochen still lived in a three-storey single-family villa.

The child usually wears school uniforms and doesn’t use any electronic products. I didn’t expect his family conditions to be so good.

I rang the doorbell for a long time, and a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses opened the door. He was a very handsome man, and his eyebrows were full of heroism. He smiled at me, “Who are you?”?

I hastened to introduce myself: Hello, I’m Hsieh Hsiao-chen’s head teacher, and I’m here for a home visit today.

You’re his father, aren’t you?

“The man quickly led me into the door and said,” Please come in. Are you Teacher Lin? It’s really troublesome for you to make a special trip. Is he in trouble at school again?

No, no, he was very good at school. It

can be seen that Xiao Chen’s parents are very tasteful people. The decoration of the villa is post-modern style, the furniture is Nordic custom, and the balcony is planted with carefully carved green plants. Xiao Chen’s father poured me a glass of water and sat on the sofa opposite me. There was a noise on the

stairs. I looked up and saw Xiao Chen standing at the top of the stairs in his pajamas. His face was pale and his lips trembled slightly. He didn’t look right.

Hsieh Hsiao-chen, Teacher Lin is coming to visit. Come down and say hello.

Xiao Chen’s father waved to him.

The child looks very pale. Is he ill? When

I saw Xiao Chen sitting timidly next to his father, I couldn’t help asking.

He played cell phone games for a long time last night. Maybe he didn’t sleep well. Where is

Xiao Chen’s mother?

His mother travels a lot.

“The man pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.” I usually take care of him.

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but when I talked about Xiao Chen’s mother, I felt that his father’s expression changed. Although he still looked like he was smiling gently, there were some shadows in his eyes. I came here

today to talk to you about Hsieh Hsiao-chen’s situation at school. How to say, a little unsocial, do not want to communicate with others, always alone, this will affect his healthy growth, listen to teacher Zhang, he was not like this in the second grade.

Yes, we were worried, too, so we took him to the doctor last month.

“” Really? What did

the doctor say?

Xiao Chen’s father sighed, The doctor said that the child was suffering from autism.

“” Why? Is

something wrong?

I don’t know. He always wakes up in a deep sleep and cries loudly in fright. He also says that people standing beside his bed dare not sleep.

I slept with him for a few days, and whenever he woke up, I turned on the light. There was nothing beside the

bed, but he still pointed there and said there was someone, which made me uneasy.

Later, I installed a camera in his bedroom and checked the daily records. There was nothing unusual. Slowly, the child was reluctant to speak.

I find it strange that rich people like them should try their best to cure their children when they have problems. When

his father described all this, his face was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter, and the mother who did not show up was still in the mood to go on a business trip, would it be too cold-blooded?

It’s already twelve o’clock. Teacher Lin, let’s eat here.

The man got up and opened the expensive double-opening refrigerator.

“No, no, no, I have something to do in the afternoon. How can I be ashamed..” I repeatedly declined and stood up.

Don’t mention it. It’s rare for you to come here. You can leave after dinner.

The man smiled at me and brought out a plate of raw meat, which seemed to be stale, a little yellow in color, and looked a little disgusting. What else do

I want to say? The man took the ingredients to the kitchen. Just then, Xiao Chen, who

had been silent, took my hand and made a silent gesture. He carefully led me to a small room. After locking the door, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, “Teacher, hurry up and go.”.

It was the first time I had heard him speak. The child’s lips trembled as if he were frightened. I asked, Xiao Chen, what happened?

The child stamped his feet in a hurry and just kept telling me to leave. Everything in

this luxurious villa was like a mystery. I said, “Don’t be afraid. Tell the teacher what happened. Where is your mother?”? With his mouth wide open and his eyes wide open,

the child said something that made me shudder.

Mommy was in Daddy’s stomach, and he ate her. When I heard

this, I instinctively stepped back and bumped into the cabinet next to me with a loud noise.

Teacher, please go quickly. My father said that if I told anyone about this, he would eat me too.

The boy tugged at my sleeve, and he looked so flustered that he didn’t look like he was lying.

So this is how Xiao Chen’s autism came about. He witnessed his mother being killed, saw his father eating human flesh, and was forced to hide the secret in his heart, which gradually turned into a state of “aphasia.”.

Anger overwhelmed my fear. I held his little hand tightly and said, “Don’t be afraid. The teacher will take you with him.”. Just then

, the door lock was unscrewed by the key. The man was standing in the doorway with a kitchen knife. In the dim light, his handsome features looked ferocious and twisted. He said with a smile, Teacher Lin, it’s time to eat.

I looked at the shimmering knife in his hand and thought of the spoiled meat in the refrigerator, and my stomach churned.

I forced myself to be calm and said with a smile, “Right now, I’m playing games with Xiao Chen.”.

Hsieh Hsiao-chen, stop playing.

“The man’s tone became stern.” Eat on time. The child behind

me had sweaty hands, and his fingernails sank into my palms with force. He was terrified.

What to do?

What to do?

Brain running fast, or choose to stabilize him first, I led Xiao Chen to go out, the man with a knife behind us.

At the top of the stairs, I threw the bag in my hand at the man and said to Xiao Chen, “Go upstairs.”. The

man had a cut on his face and blood was running down his forehead. With the help of the desire to survive, we ran upstairs to a room in a panic.

Trembling, he locked the door, held an old table against the door, and tried to call the police, but he thought his cell phone was in his bag.

The man probably knew that I had discovered his secret and kicked the door like crazy.

I scanned the room with my eyes, trying to find a rescue tool, and when I saw the corner, my hair trembled all over.

I saw a woman covered with blood, lying there motionless, seemingly dead for a long time.

Xiao Chen stood beside the woman’s body, with emotions in his eyes that I couldn’t understand.

“Boom, boom, boom..” There was a loud noise coming from the door, like death approaching us. I didn’t have time to think. I saw a fruit knife beside the table. I took it in my hand and slowly shrank to the door.

“Come out, bitch..” The man shouted angrily, which was different from the gentle and refined appearance before.

At the moment when the door was kicked open, I saw the man’s blood-red eyes. Facing the murderer ogre, I was extremely afraid, but I knew in my heart that the only chance to resist was this moment. As soon as he raised the knife in his hand, I had stabbed the fruit knife into his chest.

I read in the book that a man’s physical strength was several times stronger than a woman’s. I couldn’t give him time to fight back, so I quickly added a few more knives. The man looked straight at me, his throat gurgling, and blood pouring out of his mouth.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah..” Xiao Chen was so frightened that he screamed.

The man fell in the doorway, the body is still twitching, I want to go downstairs to call the police, at this time, Xiao Chen closed the door.

The poor boy saw the scene of the murder again.

Xiao Chen, open the door. Don’t be afraid. It’s all right.

I knocked softly on the door, trying to ease his mood. Quiet in the

room, the child completely collapsed, perhaps in his heart, I am the same killer bar.

I kept talking at the door, trying to get him to open it, but he didn’t make a sound until the police arrived.

That’s all my testimony. If you don’t believe me, you can ask the child, and he will prove that I am telling the truth.

2. Little boy I don’t have autism. I just don’t want to talk at school because my head teacher is a terrible woman.

She is 26 years old this year. According to other teachers, she was going to get married, but the man didn’t show up on the wedding day.

After that, she was nervous and moody. She often took out her anger on her classmates and went to the playground to punish her for a little thing.

Not only me, but also my classmates are not very talkative these days, for fear of becoming her punching bag.

I remember a few days ago, she called me to the office, touched my face and asked me why I didn’t like to talk and why I didn’t play with other students?

She looked very strange, her face was red as if she was bleeding, and her hands went all the way down my neck, and finally even reached into my school uniform pants. I was so frightened that I stepped back and dared not approach her.

Come here.

She waved to me.

I said nothing, when Mr. Zhang, who had taught me, passed by, Mr. Lin coughed awkwardly and asked me to go back to the classroom by myself. At the door of the

office, I heard her asking Miss Zhang something about me, and I was going to tell my parents when I got home. After school

that day, I met several older children, all of whom were in junior high school. One of them, Li Siqin, was also studying in our school a few years ago. He was a very famous gangster.

They robbed me of all my money and took off my pants. I was beaten a lot, but I still held my pants tightly.

Little boy, if you dare to offend Teacher Lin, do you know what relationship I have with her?

Li Siqin kicked me in the stomach.

The junior high school students burst into laughter, and I lay on the ground in pain. I saw Miss Lin standing not far away. She looked like she was watching a play, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

The junior high school students kicked me a few more times. Teacher Lin came over slowly and said, “It’s almost done.”.

Li Siqin smiled and touched Teacher Lin’s chest. Teacher Lin clapped his hand away and told them to go quickly. The security guard heard the noise and soon came over.

Get up and come back to school with me. Teacher

Lin stood in front of me and said coldly. My

body was covered with bruises, and I was afraid that she would be beaten again, so I had to go back to school with her.

She took me to the office again, took out the band-aid in the drawer, and helped me cover the wound on my face. She said, Hsieh Hsiao-chen, how will you explain these wounds to your parents when you go back?

I dare not speak. This woman is terrible. She is like a poisonous snake without feelings.

She touched my face again and said in the tone of a child, “You should tell them that I fell down when I got off the bus. I want to come back quickly to watch cartoons. It hurts so much.”.

Pervert, I thought to myself.

She seemed to sense my dissatisfaction and added before leaving the office, “Tomorrow I will go to your house for a home visit. Don’t let me know you’re playing tricks.”.

That night I was so scared that I didn’t sleep all night. My father saw my abnormality and asked me if I had fought with other children at school. I could only shake my head and didn’t dare to tell him about myself.

The next morning, Mr. Lin came to my house dressed coquettishly. As soon as he entered the door, he praised my father for his handsome appearance and said that the decoration of my house was very tasteful.

My father treated her warmly, made her tea and peeled her fruit. When she saw me at the top of the stairs, she pretended to care about me and asked me if I was sick. My father waved me downstairs to say hello to her.

I didn’t dare to look at her face and sat timidly beside my father. How

is Hsieh Hsiao-chen doing at school?

My father asked, touching my head. He

‘s pretty good, but he doesn’t like to talk. That’s not a good character.

I also feel strange. It seems that from the beginning of this semester, I don’t like to talk much. I usually ask him and he ignores me.

My dad sighed. Where is

Xiao Chen’s mother?

On business trips, she is very busy with her work, and I usually take care of the children.

Then you should be very hard. You are really a good man. Teacher

Lin intentionally or unintentionally crossed her legs, and the underwear on top of the black stockings was looming. My father stood up awkwardly and changed the subject to keep her for lunch.

How can you be ashamed? Teacher

Lin said politely, but his buttocks sat motionless on the sofa. It seemed that he had no intention of leaving. It’s a rare occasion for

you to come here. Don’t mention it.

My dad threw out all the expired meat and ingredients in the fridge. He didn’t cook very often, but to show his solemnity, he put on an apron and went to the kitchen. Teacher

Lin looked at me with a half-smile, stood up slowly, took my hand and took me to the sundry room at the corner of the first floor. I dared not resist her and looked at my father for help, but he was busy cooking. After Mr.

Lin locked the door, he asked me, “How are your parents?”? With an unprecedented sense of fear in my

heart, I stammered, Very.. Very good. Teacher

Lin seemed surprised. So you can speak. I thought you were mute. What on earth does

this horrible woman want? Who looks better,

me or your mother?

“” They all look good.

Nonsense, I’m much better looking than your mother. Teacher

Lin pinched my arm hard. It was very painful, but I didn’t dare to scream. Just then

, there was a knock at the door, and my father said, “Teacher Lin, come out for dinner.”.

Just come. I’m playing games with Xiao Chen. Teacher

Lin glared at me and opened the door with a smile.

Just as we were walking out of the door, Teacher Lin said to my father, By the way, Hsieh Hsiao-chen’s grades have gone down a lot this semester. I was wondering if I should make up lessons for him alone after school every day. It’s not very convenient at school, and I’m afraid other children will say I’m partial when they see me. How about here? I can improve my grades in about a month.

My father scratched his head and said, “Of course it’s good, but I’m afraid it’s too much trouble for you.” Teacher Lin said, “No trouble, no trouble. I like this child very much.”.

I couldn’t help it any longer. This woman just wanted to replace my mother. Thinking of what she might do next, I trembled all over. I hid behind my father and pointed at her and said, “Dad, she called someone to hit me, and she touched me..” Touch my body. Before

my father could react to this, Teacher Lin’s face darkened. What did you say?

I could only hope that my father would loudly accuse her of her crimes: She often called me to the office to touch me, her drawers were full of pornographic books and magazines, and she and some middle school students.. She’s a madman. Dad, you must.. Before I had finished speaking, Miss Lin suddenly hit my father on the head with a bag. My father stepped back and blood flowed from his forehead. Although my father was a man, he had never fought with anyone. He picked up a kitchen knife and protected me behind him. He said to her, “Don’t come over.”.

The woman’s secret was revealed by me. Her eyes were red. She picked up a fruit knife on the tea table. She wanted to kill her.

Dad shouted to run, and we ran upstairs, and the woman ran after us like crazy.

Dad pushed me into the room. Just as he was about to close the door, the woman stabbed him in the chest. Before my dad could react, she added a few more knives. The floor was covered with blood.

I cried out in fright, locked the door from the inside, and pressed the old table against the door with difficulty.

“Open the door, open the door!” She kicked the door one by one and shouted at the top of her voice.

I didn’t dare to make a sound and pressed my body against the table.

My father’s blood seeped through the door, and the woman outside cursed me with vicious words and coaxed me with sweet words. When the police arrived, she pretended to be a teacher and said, “Don’t be afraid, she will take me with her.”.

Police uncle, you must not let her go, to help my father revenge.

A day ago, a murder case occurred in Yulong Villa, a high-end residential community. The victim was a 34-year-old man. When colleagues rushed over, they saw a 26-year-old woman and a 10-year-old boy at the scene of the crime.

The woman, surnamed Lin, is a primary school Chinese teacher. The boy is her student, and the victim, Lin, is the boy’s father.

After forensic examination at the scene, the victim was stabbed in the chest and died of excessive blood loss, and the fingerprints on the murder weapon all came from female teachers, so the police listed female teachers as the first criminal suspect. When

the two men were brought back to the police station to record their statements, there was an incredible scene. Teacher

Lin insisted that she killed in self-defense, saying that the victim was a murderer himself, killing his wife and hiding her flesh in the refrigerator to eat, while the little boy showed that the female teacher had been showing signs of aggression against students, and he told his father these secrets, which led to his father being killed. The

two people’s confessions are highly different, but they coincide in key facts, which brings many difficulties to the handling of cases.

Colleagues went to the school to learn about the situation and learned that Mr. Lin was indeed divorced and liked to lose his temper in class, but some students said that Mr. Lin was a responsible and good teacher.

Another teacher, Zhang Mou, revealed that Mr. Lin did take the little boy to the office several times, but for what purpose he did not know, perhaps for sexual assault, perhaps to care about the little boy’s personality problems, because it was a separate office, only the parties knew what was going on.

Besides, the day before the incident, someone did see the little boy being surrounded and beaten by a group of junior high school students, and teacher Lin also rushed to the rescue. The two men’s confessions were completely opposite, but they were consistent with the facts described by the onlookers.

And on the day of the crime, Mr. Lin smashed the victim’s head with a bag, expired meat in the refrigerator, fingerprints on the door.. On the key evidence, the two people’s diametrically opposed confessions can be reasonably explained.

“Shit, it’s Rashomon..” My colleague Lao Zheng complained.

Do you believe the female teacher or the little boy?

Another colleague, Ah Fang, shared the instant noodles with us.

I believe in little boys. How can a 10-year-old kid lie?

I’ll be the first to vote.

Me, too. The female teacher stammered as she took her statement. She seemed to have a ghost in her heart.

Lao Zheng said. On the contrary,

I believe her. That little boy has a mind that transcends his age. Look at the way he speaks. He doesn’t speak like a ten-year-old child. It’s too abnormal.

Fang ate a mouthful of noodles and exhaled. Master, who had been

standing in front of the blackboard looking at the photos of the crime scene, turned his face and gave us a cold look. He said, Do the police handle cases by intuition or by evidence?

Nonsense! We all lowered our heads, and Ah Fang stuck out her tongue.

There are two key points. The first is the meat in the refrigerator. If what the female teacher said is true, it should be human flesh. The forensic doctor has already taken it for testing, and it is estimated that the results will come out soon; The second is the room on the second floor. When the police arrived, they found that the little boy was the only one in the room. If the body had not appeared there, all the reasons for the female teacher’s murder would have been overturned. So you have to find the mother of the little boy as soon as possible.

Master lit a cigarette and sat down to eat noodles with us.

Half an hour later, the forensic test results came out that the meat was just some spoiled beef, and colleagues had contacted the little boy’s mother, who was on her way.

Colleagues cheered that the case could be closed.

The master frowned and said he would try the suspect again.

I asked, “Do you examine female teachers?”?

“The master shook his head and said,” No, interrogate that little boy. In the

interrogation room, the little boy sat quietly in his chair, his eyes red and swollen, as if he were still grieving for his father’s death.

The Master sat down opposite him and said solemnly, “Raise your head.”.

The little boy raised his head cleverly, and his eyes were full of the childlike innocence of a child.

The master said, You said that Teacher Lin had an improper relationship with some junior high school students, but after our investigation, the junior high school students denied this fact.

The little boy said, I.. I also heard from my classmates. The

master pounded the table and said, Why did you let your teacher kill your father?

Make up a decent lie, put psychological pressure on the teacher who trusts you extremely, and let her kill when she is extremely panicked.

The little boy seemed to be frightened and was silent for a long time before he said, “I didn’t.”.

“The master said,” All this is your plan. If I am not wrong, your mother is also acting with you, pretending to be a corpse, so that the female teacher is convinced that the man outside the door is a killer. Only in this way can she wield a knife by instinct. Before the

police arrived, your mother had left the room by climbing the window or other means, so that all the testimony of the female teacher would be overturned, and she would become a killer who could not defend herself, and you would not have to pay any price for patricide. “Why am I doing this?”

The little boy asked in a tender tone. “My father loves me very much.

Master glanced at the woman outside the interrogation room. The little boy’s mother turned blue. She looked malnourished for a long time, and her tight clothes could not hide the bruises around her neck. She must have suffered from long-term domestic violence.

And this should be the real reason why the little boy committed the crime.

The master said, “We will find the evidence sooner or later. I advise you to confess.”.

The little boy lowered his head and stopped talking. The master picked up something and walked out of the interrogation room. At the moment he pulled the door open, the little boy suddenly raised his head. The corners of his mouth turned up with a defiant expression. He said, No matter how you look for it, I didn’t kill him. She admitted it herself. The

master’s fists crackled. The child was a real criminal genius. All the evidence pointed to the female teacher as the murderer, and the female teacher also admitted that she had killed. Therefore, even if any human and material evidence was found later, it was only about whether the female teacher was killed by mistake, and it had nothing to do with him as a “witness.”.

He just used his “murderous heart” to kill his own father by someone else’s hand.

When we returned to the office, master called us all to a meeting. The little boy had been released on bail by his mother. When he passed by the office, the little boy bent down to us and said, thank you, uncle policeman.

At that moment, everyone in the office felt a chill, and the expression on the little boy’s face was unforgettable. Concentrate

.

Master knocked on the table and said, We can’t just close the case. There must be some key evidence we haven’t found yet. In the middle of the night, the

wind kept howling. Looking down from the window, the little boy took his mother’s hand and walked slowly into the dark where the light could not shine.

4. Autism in the bright classroom, the female teacher is lecturing on the platform, some of the students below are in a daze, some are reading cartoons, and some good students are taking notes. The little boy in

the penultimate row drew his plan on the notebook with a ballpoint pen. At the corner of the

stairs, how many seconds does it take to run to the room of the “mother’s corpse”? How can teacher get

the sharp fruit knife? How can I get my mother to leave the scene before the

police arrive?

Just as the little boy was absorbed in the drawing, the book was suddenly picked up by the female teacher, who frowned and asked, Hsieh Hsiao-chen, if you don’t listen carefully in class, what are you drawing?

The little boy lowered his head and a cold sweat broke out on his back. Come to my office

after class. You’re a strange child.

The female teacher put down her notebook and went to the platform to continue the class. The sunlight

outside the window refracted through the glass, sprinkled on the little boy’s face, the little boy could not help but open his mouth, a very evil arc.

. Focus on not getting lost ~