When the elevator door opened, Roland met Li Hai in the elevator. Both of them looked at each other without speaking to each other.
After a while, Li Hai reached out to block the elevator door that was about to close. He looked into Roland's eyes, wanting to confirm something that could not be confirmed through verbal communication.
Roland's thoughts were almost the same as his. The only difference was that Roland's confirmation speed was much faster than his. When Li Hai still had the illusion that the other party would call him "Dad" deep down in his heart, Roland had already turned around and ran in quickly. As she walked up the stairs, the other person's gaze made her realize that Li Hai had begun to suspect that she was not Li Mengli.
Roland ran downstairs as fast as she could. She was not in the mood to continue acting. What happened today was too outrageous. She was actually scared out of her body in the bar, and Li Mengli's soul took the opportunity to take control. What's even more strange is that Li Hai is obviously an ordinary person. Why should he doubt his daughter? How did he find this place? Is it mobile phone positioning?
When Li Hai saw his daughter running away, he confirmed his previous bold guess and immediately pressed the elevator button on the first floor. When the elevator door closed, he felt that his understanding of the world collapsed. These memories left him in a trance. There seemed to be a desperate sight on the other side of the elevator door, coming from a certain ward ten years ago across time. At that time, he stood trembling like this, letting his sister in the ward plead.
"Brother, I don't have a split personality. I really have a ghost. You believe me!"
"Mr. Li, the patient is very agitated right now and is not suitable for visiting. Please come another day."
When Li Hai left the mental hospital, he walked very slowly. It seemed that if he walked slower, he would have a chance to convince himself that maybe there were things in the world that he hadn't figured out yet, but he still couldn't be convinced until the phone On the phone's receiver, news came that his sister had committed suicide.
"Sorry Xiaoyu, if I could do it all over again, I would definitely choose to believe in my family." Li Hai also felt that these words were meaningless, but he didn't know what else he could say besides these. He just didn't want to remain silent. These words could help him breathe a sigh of relief when he was overwhelmed by guilt.
But this breath didn't last long. When he walked out of the elevator and saw Li Mengli's cell phone smashed on the ground, he knew that he would pay the price again for his cognitive defects. On the 32nd floor, running could actually be better than The elevator is fast.
He wanted to chase him outside the door to see if the other person might not have gone far yet, but as soon as he ran a few steps, the fears about his daughter's future situation caught up with him. Along with the sharp tinnitus, those fears surrounded him. awareness and ruthlessly obliterate it.
Bang!
With the sound of Li Hai falling to the ground, Roland slowly walked out from the shadow at the top of the stairs. She didn't even look at the body lying on the ground, and walked straight out of the door. When she was about to reach the door, she suddenly Stopped.
"Why..." She muttered to herself, turned around and walked back, sniffing Li Hai's breath, which was weak but even.
When she was living as Li Erhua, she also sniffed the breath of the boy who had fainted on the mountain. At that time, she would always ask herself why. When she carried the baby on her back to look for food, she asked. When she found the food and distributed it to the boys, she also asked. Even after the famine years, she asked every time When she was setting fire to cook for the brother and sister, she would still ask, every time.
"Don't worry, it's just a mental stimulation. You'll wake up." After Roland said that, he carried Li Hai, who was twice as big as her, on his back. This time she didn't ask why. Because Roland understood that her out-of-body experience in the bar was actually the answer. From the moment she traveled to this world, she owed them.
Roland had just taken a few steps out of the bar when a man with a camera chased him from behind, "Is he drunk too much? Who is he to you?"
"It's none of your business, don't block the road." Roland planned to leave the motorcycle here for the time being and walk to the intersection to take a taxi. To her, Li Hai's weight of 60 kilograms was nothing at all.
Although the man in front of him gave way, he had no intention of leaving. He stepped back and raised his camera, "Can I take a photo? It's rare to see couples with such a big age span like you, let alone you." With such a thin body, he can actually carry his boyfriend on his back. In most cases, it is his boyfriend who carries him..."
Before the man finished speaking, he was kicked by Roland and flew to a telephone pole by the roadside. Passers-by were attracted by this scene. Although they did not stop walking, they all turned to look at Roland in shock. Similar to the situation in the bar, some people still took out their mobile phones to record the incident and started talking about it.
Roland sighed softly. She ignored the gazes of people around her and walked to the roadside to stop a taxi. After putting Li Hai into the back seat, she got into the passenger seat and said while fastening her seat belt, "Building 8, Nandou Community, Huahua Road, thank you."
After speaking, Roland leaned her head on the back of the chair. Through the car window, she looked at the night sky sandwiched between the tall buildings in the distance. The moon emerged from one black cloud, and then slowly penetrated into another as time went by. Going into a dark cloud, she asked the moon in her heart, "Where are you going?"
The voice of the moon seemed to really ring in her heart, "I haven't gone anywhere, you are the one traveling far away."
Roland slowly closed her eyes, but the falling eyelids did not stop the tears from pouring out. She said in her heart, "I am so tired, I am really tired... Moon, I don't want to travel far anymore, I just want to Stay in that world that belongs to me forever, I want to go home. Please tell me when will this curse end, okay? It will end forever."
no answer.
Roland, who has experienced hundreds of lives, tried his best to delve into the deepest part of his heart, but still couldn't find the answer to this question.
Just as the taxi was driving to the next intersection, a truck suddenly came speeding from the road on the right. According to the current driving speed of the two vehicles, Roland was sure that the two sides would collide violently, but the taxi driver was still looking at him. Sluggish, with no intention of slowing down. The size of the truck was enough to smash the taxi into pieces. Roland reacted quickly and immediately stretched out his left hand to turn the steering wheel counterclockwise. The car drew a circle on the road, passed the side of the truck, and hit the left side of the truck. The front of another red car driving in the side lane.
The violent impact caused Roland's seat belt to tighten quickly, but her head still hit the windshield with cracks like snowflakes, and blood flowed from her forehead to the bridge of her nose. She was about to accuse the taxi driver, but found out The other person's expression was still dull and numb, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
The keen Roland immediately sensed that something was not right. She saw the truck stop and a strong man holding a cigar jump out of it. The light of the streetlight reflected the black rifle, and as the gun came out of the muzzle, Roland quickly buried his body under the flames. The bullets shattered the glass and the taxi driver died on the spot.
Waiting for death was the only way to die. When the rain of bullets temporarily stopped, Roland immediately opened the door and crawled around to the other side of the taxi. At this time, the road was already in chaos, with countless vehicles hitting the railings and rear-ending them. , especially after the gunshots were fired, screams came one after another from the cars scattered on the road.
The engine of the red car that had just been hit by the taxi started to smoke. The woman got out of the car and shouted for help. Roland gestured for her to squat down quickly, but the woman didn't even have a chance to react before she was hit by a precise gun. were shot to death.
The woman lay on the ground, blood slowly crawling from her head to Roland's feet like a snake.
"I don't care who you are! Since you are coming for me, it has nothing to do with anyone else, right?!" Before Roland could finish his words, bullets rained down again. Roland didn't know how to fight back for a moment. There wasn't even a stone that could be picked up on the flat asphalt road. Just when she was looking for a chance to survive, a grenade rolled over and hit the woman who was no longer breathing. On the face, the grenade rolled back a short distance due to the resistance of the woman's face and the inclination of the road, and stopped when it was only half a meter away from Roland.
