The next day.
At the dinner table, Mother Tang put on an apron and brought the prepared breakfast.
"Xiaotian, is there anything happy?"
Tang Xiaotian smiled at the corners of his eyes and looked at the furnishings of the room curiously. He closed his eyelids slightly and took a gentle breath. The aroma of hot porridge and hot vegetables rushed into his nostrils. The long-lost feeling made him feel more and more happy.
"Had a nice dream."
He raised his eyes and looked at Tang Mu.
Her eyes had thick dark circles and were bloodshot, with an emotion he couldn't understand.
Tang's mother sat down and asked curiously: "What a good dream?"
Tang Xiaotian shook his head, but the smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper.
He picked up the chopsticks with unfamiliarity and familiarity, picked up a small steamed bun and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, enjoying the comfort he had never experienced before.
Mother Tang looked at Tang Xiaotian strangely, but she was not suspicious, but felt happy in her heart.
Being able to eat and talk well proves that Xiaotian has not chosen to close himself off!
"Thinking about it carefully, I did ignore Xiaotian's thoughts some time ago, which made this happen. I can't do it again in the future."
she thought to herself.
This family change affected not only Tang Xiaotian, but also Tang's mother, as the person involved, was mentally and physically exhausted.
Especially when Tang Xiaotian encountered that kind of thing in school, Tang's mother suddenly woke up.
Just for the situation at this time.
A little late!
"I'm done eating."
Tang Xiaotian put down his chopsticks, turned and left.
…
Tang Xiaotian held the edge of the stage with both hands.
In the mirror.
The two Tang Xiaotian looked at each other.
"How is it? How do you feel when you come out?" Tang Xiaotian in the mirror asked curiously.
"Tang Xiaotian" nodded vigorously and said with a smile:
"It feels good."
"I didn't expect that the space inside would be so narrow and dark. It feels like I can't even stretch out my hands and feet. Have you been staying here for more than 20 years?"
After finishing speaking, Tang Xiaotian's expression became a little pitiful and distressed.
One goes out and one comes in.
Empathy or is the most appropriate word.
Even if Tang Xiaotian only stayed for a few hours. It is shaped like a small dark room, with thick darkness everywhere you look. If he hadn't been able to sense the situation outside, he wouldn't have felt pity and curiosity at this moment, but panic!
"Yes, stay here forever."
"Tang Xiaotian"'s smiling eyebrows slightly lowered, a hint of gloominess fleeting.
"It's not twenty years, it's thousands of years!"
He added something quietly in his mind.
The two people having the conversation didn't notice.
In the crack of the slightly closed door, there was an eye staring at him in horror, but she couldn't see Tang Xiaotian talking in the mirror, but thought he was talking to himself, saying something confusing.
Tang's mother covered her mouth tightly with both hands, her eyes were red with tears, her body became weak, and she collapsed against the wall.
Split personality, mental illness, all kinds of words flashed through her mind, instantly breaking down her defenses.
"How to do how to do."
Tang's mother was in a state of confusion.
"Do you want to go to the doctor for consultation first?"
Thinking like this, Mrs. Tang stood up quietly and returned to her room.
Not long after.
"Xiaotian, mommy went out to buy groceries and will be back soon. Please stay at home and don't run around, okay?"
In the toilet.
Tang Xiaotian held the puppet and subconsciously hid the puppet behind him when he heard the sound. Then he realized it was a false alarm and quickly replied:
"Got it, Mom!"
Hear the door closing.
Tang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, followed his other self's instructions, put the puppet in front of his eyes, opened his lips with his nails, and dug into his throat.
Soon his fingertips touched something warm and hard, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Xiao Tang, there really is something."
That's right, Tang Xiaotian calls his other self Xiao Tang.
Of course he became Datang.
Not long after, Tang Xiaotian pulled out the thing from the puppet's throat, and it turned out to be a piece of blood jade the size of a finger.
This blood jade has become more and more brilliant as time passes, with almost wisps of black lines lingering around it.
"It's so cold."
Tang Xiaotian pinched it with his fingertips and felt a slight chill penetrate his flesh and blood through his pores, making him shiver.
"Xiao Tang, how do you know this thing is in the doll's mouth?"
There was curiosity that could not be concealed in his words.
"I only found out about it the night the doll came back."
The moment he took out the blood jade, "Tang Xiaotian" raised his neck slightly, exhaled a breath, and his expression instantly became comfortable.
"what is this?"
"Blood Jade."
"Blood Jade!"
Tang Xiaotian seemed to understand.
But Xiao Tang smiled half-heartedly and said suddenly: "Do you want to take revenge on the man with the flowery arm?"
The joyful atmosphere suddenly died.
Tang Xiaotian looked directly at Xiao Tang in the mirror, his expression gradually became ferocious, a black light seemed to flash in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Revenge, revenge!"
When he thought about what happened that day, he wanted to cut the flower-armed man into pieces.
"Tang Xiaotian" lowered his eyes slightly.
But seeing the blood jade in Tang Xiaotian's hand floating with black mist, a strong resentment quietly emerged. The corners of his mouth curled up, like an excellent hunter or spider, tying the moths to death in the spider web step by step.
"Then let's go find him."
"But I don't know where he lives."
"I know, I'll take you there."
Ever since.
Tang Xiaotian put on his hat and strode away.
…
…
It was noon.
The curtains were drawn, making the room extremely dark.
The computer screen flashed with a faint light, and the sound of ahhhhhh came from the speakers.
Heavy breathing.
The man with the flowery arm stared intently at the man and woman in the player, his throat rising and falling.
Ta, tap, tap...
There was a sudden knock on the door.
The flower-armed man was so frightened that he trembled.
Soft.
"Fuck! Who is it!"
The flower-armed man was extremely angry, but the knocking on the door continued without any reply.
"Don't let me catch you, or you'll be dead!"
He pulled up his pants, cursed, picked up the baseball bat from the rack, and strode to the door.
Press the door handle and push it open.
Snapped!
A beer bottle hit him on the head instantly, and the sudden and severe pain made the man with flowery arms stunned.
Immediately afterwards.
He was kicked in the stomach, and his body lost balance and fell to the ground.
Bang~
The solid baseball bat fell to the floor, was picked up by a hand, and the door was slammed shut.
The skylight that spilled in was swallowed up in an instant.
"Ah——" The man with the flowery arms cried out in pain, and covered his head with his hands. When he put it down, he saw that it was covered with blood.
One can imagine how much strength was used in that move.
He looked up.
A thin figure stood in front of him, with a familiar face under the black brim.
Tang Xiaotian!
"You bastard! Do you want to die?"
The flower-armed man's anger suddenly jumped up.
You must know that after that day, a group of them were all called to the principal's office to talk, and he was directly ordered to drop out of school. Although he didn't take it seriously, it was very shameful!
The most important thing is that those little sisters are also locked at home by their parents, so he can only...
Tang Xiaotian's eyes were burning, and the flames of hatred were burning in his heart. He raised his baseball bat and hit the flower-armed man's ankle hard.
"ah--"
Heart-rending screams suddenly broke out.
Only then did the flower-armed man see Tang Xiaotian's eyes.
It's as cold as an ice cellar.
It seemed like the raging flames could burn him to pieces.
He was afraid,
He panicked.
The so-called anger, the so-called anger!
For those who have fallen into the abyss, it is extremely ridiculous.
"Xiaotian, Xiaotian, I was wrong, I was wrong."
The flower-armed man cried bitterly, his nose and tears mixed together, and he still looked like he was majestic and arrogant at that time.
See him like this.
Tang Xiaotian suddenly realized that they were also afraid, afraid, and afraid of bullies who were stronger than them.
then.
He smiled, a violent smile appeared on his lips, raised his baseball bat and hit it.
The flower-armed man's vision went dark and he fell unconscious.
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