Humans will only feel pain when a knife stabs themselves. Humans will feel afraid only when demons appear next to them.

The rest of the time, most people always take a chance, thinking that if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up, and if the monsters come, there will be an army to defend them. If they really can't handle it, there will be new superpowers. No matter how unlucky they are, they will not be able to bear it.

As for being the first victims.

But the cruel reality tells them - as for!

Even if they are far away from the coastal restricted area, not in the Lingdong territory, there are no thousand-year-old tombs, and there are no giant rats in the mountains, there are still demons in painted skins lurking around, coveting the flesh and blood of living people, and they may take action at any time.

It is said that this kind of demon is derived from the human body and lives by absorbing people's malice and evil thoughts. It will slowly grow in strength, gradually eroding people's thinking, will and body, and then replace people in the world.

Maybe, a passerby is laughing with a friend one second, and the next second, that friend will turn into a demon and devour him. Who can prevent this? It is simply impossible to prevent it.

But the most chilling thing is that sometimes the evil in people's hearts is more terrifying than the terror of monsters.

The first demon that officially entered the public eye and killed humans was a "masterpiece" created by more than a dozen scum of society. From targeting to wanton plunder, from shooting videos to coercion, from whipping the body to destroying the spirit, Rao is

An adult would go crazy and want to die if he encountered this, let alone an inexperienced girl?

Forcibly forcing out a demon creates evil causes; being devoured by the demon alive causes misfortune. It is your own fault, and you will reap the consequences. In the end, you will never be able to escape the consequences of your evil deeds.

According to the official statement, the public's anger against the scum of society far exceeds the fear of the coming of demons. Regardless of the constraints of the law and the spirit of humanity, they even think that killing demons is a good idea.

Who is not a person who grew up in the age of 17 or 18? Who doesn’t have a child of 17 or 18 years old? As long as you put yourself in the situation of the "demon", you will really get angry.

What is even more sad is that there is more than one victim in the hands of the trash, but none of them... choose to call the police, no!

They are angry that they do not fight, and they are sad for their misfortune. Thinking of the rumors about the victims in the general environment, it is not difficult for people to understand why they would make such a choice...

In other words, criminals must be punished and demons must be guarded against, but shouldn’t the “big environment” also need to be reflected on?

How terrible must the rumor be before the victims would rather accept coercion than reach out for help from the outside world?

However, there is a lot of noise on the Internet. If there are too many people discussing it, the topic will become distorted unconsciously.

They went from "how can a person become a monster" to "the lack of sex education in Zhongzhou", then from "feudal ideas kill people" to "the importance of abstinence", and finally from "the necessity of men's moral education"

To "Eighteen Styles of Self-Defense for Women"...

There were countless curses and all the comment areas were in a mess. Seeing this, some netizens couldn't hold it in any longer.

[Winter Melon Stir-fried Shrimp]: "Shouldn't we brainstorm how to prevent monsters? Why did you start talking about your experience of being hurt by scum?" 19,000 likes.

[Snail crawling]: "Don't be on guard, you can't guard against it! Spray society more while you're alive, and maybe you can be a shower in the underworld after you die, spraying water every day!" 52,000 likes.

[Tianhe]: "I'm a native of Dafan, let me tell you something. The police have been cracking down on pornography and illegal activities for several years. They packed up their gear and quit last night. I was so scared." 40,000 likes.

[I found a job]: "Am I the only one who wants to know how the demon was finally solved? The official explanation is unclear. Can you summarize the demon's weaknesses?" 60,000 likes.

[Dried sweet potato]: "Have you noticed that regarding the two major events that happened recently, the high priest's scarf did not give a prophecy? Do you still remember that the last time he did not prophesy was because he was in Ningyuan, so this

If you haven't made a prediction this time, are you in Dafan?" Liked 80,000 times.

The bottom of this scarf was full of posts. Netizens were thinking and thinking deeply while quickly thinking about the route of the high priest.

The deeper they dig, the more completely their attention is distracted. At this point, although people are afraid of demons, when they think of the mysterious person "High Priest"... they suddenly feel that they can do it again!

However, the psychological relief is only temporary. When you turn off your mobile phone and return to reality, everyone has to face an increasingly dangerous world and a daily life where you may lose your life at any time.

Even "people" have become unsafe. In this world, there seems to be no safer way except relying on oneself. So the question is, how can we make ourselves reliable?

At least when you encounter a monster, you have the ability to hold on until others come to rescue you!

Unconsciously, some people thought of a new word at the same time——

Ability.

Thus, a seed about "I want to wake up" was planted.

…

After the Dafan police thoroughly investigated the "Zeng Mengchu case", they uprooted a Weixin group that shared the victim's video, three accomplices who recruited the target, and nearly 300 clients who raped young girls.

They worked all night long to pinpoint the addresses of the criminals and contacted brigades from other provinces to help arrest them. It took them two full days and nights to finally catch them all.

After that, it was necessary to provide psychological counseling to the victims, do ideological work for the parents, and investigate the criminals one by one to see if any of them would become monsters... It can be said that they were very busy.

On the day Ji Si and his party left Dafan, Zeng Mengchu's aunt and uncle rushed to Dafan from neighboring provinces. When they learned all the truth from the police, they couldn't help but burst into tears and were filled with grief.

"Brother, I didn't take good care of your daughter!" Auntie cried heartbrokenly, "Chuchu... It would be great if Auntie found out earlier!"

The uncle helped the aunt up, bowed deeply to the police, and choked with sobs: "Thank you, everyone!" At least, the child was freed.

"Can I take her... bones?"

The police officer shook his head slightly and repeated a passage: "I was asked to tell you that if you miss her, just pass by the old house full of wisteria flowers. She has already gone home."

The two were slightly startled.

An old house? That’s…

In the urban area of ​​the neighboring province, there are a group of villas in the suburbs. The trees on both sides of the path are lush and evergreen plants are lush. It is the time after adults go to work. The residential area is quiet and peaceful, with only the sound of Beijing opera coming from

came the message gently on the radio.

"I have been separated from my husband for many years, and now I cannot bear to miss you and go to the capital to look for you. Has your husband ever forgotten you?"

"Don't dare to forget each other, our deep love in the past..."

Two elderly people with handicapped legs and feet were sitting on a bench, holding hands and leaning on each other, singing along with the Beijing accent. Time gradually dyed their white hair, but did not fade away their mutual affection.

Sunlight filtered through the cascading leaves and fell on the ground, mottled. Ji Si and his group walked on the cobblestone path, passing by new or old villas, and finally stopped at a retro-decorated villa.

In front of the residence.

It has been around for some years, and there are flowers planted outside the walls, but they have long since withered due to the severe cold in winter. There are trees planted in the courtyard, and there are few weeds under the trees, which shows that someone often comes to take care of it.

When Ji Si pushed open the ajar iron door, there was a crisp sound, and the door of the old house was suddenly pushed open from the inside. The nineteen-year-old boy had lost all his impatience, but now he was restrained

I couldn't help being excited, and shouted out loud: "Chu Chu! You finally come back..."

He looked at the strange people in the courtyard and dropped his hand from the doorknob.

"who are you?"

Ji Si smiled and said: "The person who sent Zeng Mengchu home."

"Send Chuchu...home?"

Jiang Qining stepped forward and took out a clear amethyst from the pocket close to his heart. It exuded a soft light and vaguely evoked a ripple of "joy", as if it was alive.

"Although I don't know who you are from Zeng Mengchu, I think you are very reliable." Jiang Qining handed out the crystal, "If you don't mind, can you introduce yourself? Then, listen to me...tell a story about amethyst.

"

The eldest boy is Zeng Mengchu's childhood friend, named "Xiang Yexin".

The Zeng family and the Xiang family are good friends, so close that they even have to live together when buying a house. Xiang Yexin and Zeng Mengchu grew up together and have a very close relationship.

He insisted on calling himself "brother" because he was three months older than her. After entering puberty, he even called himself "big brother" because of his outstanding height. He would also hang out in front of the model student from time to time, trying to listen to what she said convincingly.

Shout "Brother".

[Look at my abs, aren’t they worthy of you calling me “Brother”?]

[Have you seen this casserole-sized fist? As long as you are willing to call me brother, I will help you beat whoever bullies you in the future!]

[My test score is higher than yours this time, so you have to call me brother, right?]

At this time, she would always give him a pair of eyes and leave with her ponytail swung. Then, he would pull the ponytail with itchy hands, and then she would chase him from the street to the end of the street.

Poetry was always on the boy's mind, and even he couldn't understand it. Unfortunately, by the time he understood it, she had disappeared from his world and could never be found again.

Later, her parents had a car accident. Later, the family moved to Jiangnan...

He did not leave, but lived next door, and moved into the old house from next door, taking care of it from time to time. He hoped that one day when Zeng Mengchu came home, he would see a popular home instead of an empty house.

She is a very fragile person, and she will definitely cry when she is touched by the situation.

He couldn't see her crying.

Well, he couldn't see it...but now he couldn't help but want to cry.

After listening to Jiang Qining's story, Xiang Ye Xin had no doubts. He had searched for her in several cities, but found nothing. Maybe he had guessed a long time ago, but now he had a confirmation.

Xiang Yexin didn't say anything, he just held the amethyst tightly, leaned heavily against the wall, and then slowly slid down the tiles.

After a while, he raised his hands to cover his face and took a deep breath. Moist liquid fell on his palms.

Just at this moment, the melodious Beijing accent came faintly, and the female voice that was replayed for the second time burst into tears: "Have you ever forgotten your old friend?"

"Don't dare to forget each other, our deep love in the past..."

When I was young, I had no idea of ​​the depth of my love, but I finally lost the opportunity to speak. At that time, I just said it was ordinary, but I didn't want to turn around and never see each other again.

It would be great if I could wake up early, but unfortunately, there is no "if" in the world.

Xiang Yexin planted amethysts in the courtyard. He surrounded her with rain flower stones, decorated them with paper cranes, and asked, "Was she in pain when she came?"

"She left with a smile."

"Thanks."

He raised his eyes to Ye Xin and said sincerely: "Thank you for sending her home."
To be continued...