As my mother got closer and closer, the resentment in her eyes seemed to be real, and all the surrounding scenery became faintly distorted, like a nightmare.
So, not everything is actually normal...
He remembered what Yang Jia had told him before. Just because he had killed Jiang Cheng before, the world gave him less than a day of tolerance before it returned to a state full of malice?
So, what should I do now?
My heart started beating harder and harder without knowing when, and blood poured into my brain.
"Is this Xiao Xiao's home?"
But just when this panic and uneasiness was brewing, almost causing Xiao Xiao to panic again, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
Xiao Xiao turned around in surprise and saw Yang Jia, who was wearing a white shirt and jeans. She was wearing a white baseball cap, carrying a box of bird's nests, and looked towards the yard with a smile.
My mood suddenly relaxed, as if I had seen the savior.
"this……"
Before Xiao Xiao could say anything with lingering fear, "Mom" who had just walked out of the yard looked obviously stunned.
The anger and resentment on her face quickly dissipated in a very short period of time, as if she had a different face.
He was a little confused at first, and then said to Xiao Xiao with some surprise: "This child is..."
Before Xiao Xiao could answer, he saw Yang Jia passing by him, smiling and saying hello: "Hello, aunt, my name is Yang Jia, I am Xiao Xiao's high school classmate."
"Oh, hello, hello..."
The mother was obviously in a hurry and hurriedly called Yang Jia in: "Come and sit down, kid. Look, Xiao Xiao didn't say anything to me. This house is in chaos..."
"Auntie, you're welcome, I'll just drink water..."
"..."
Xiao Xiao was almost sluggish, watching Yang Jia and her mother walk into the house, like a real old classmate who came to the house as a guest.
At this time, the mother did not act like a devil at all. She warmly greeted Yang Jia to sit down, then went back to the room and changed out of her work clothes. She seemed to have combed her hair. After chatting for a few words, she was still enthusiastic. Inviting Yang Jia to stay for dinner, Xiao Xiao watched her push herself into the room to talk to Yang Jia while happily going out to buy groceries. He felt that the contrast was so strong that it was unreal.
"Mama Xiao, are you going to buy groceries now?"
"Yes, my child's classmates are here. I'll cook something delicious for them."
"Oh, are you looking for Xiao Xiao? The girl is so beautiful..."
"Yes, Xiao Xiao's high school classmate. This kid doesn't know how to say hello when a female classmate comes to my house. I'm not even prepared."
"..."
Far outside the yard, the voice of mother greeting neighbors came. Sitting on the sofa, Xiao Xiao felt a little ridiculous.
"What is she doing?"
"..."
"As a parent, how can any parent not care about their children's problem of finding a partner?"
The smile on Yang Jia's face was a little mysterious. She sat quietly on the sofa and said softly: "Especially, you don't seem to have many friends?"
Xiao Xiao felt absurd: "But..."
"I've said before, they are just like normal people. They always play their roles loyally before the evil strikes."
Yang Jia looked at Xiao Xiao with a smile and said, "Getting along with them is also the first lesson you have to learn. We must not only learn to find the truth among each other, but also learn to adapt to the falseness of this world."
"Otherwise, you will have a miserable life."
"There was once a man of ours who chose to self-destruct because he couldn't stand such falsehoods. I don't want you to follow his old path."
"..."
Xiao Xiao fell silent. He couldn't understand this yet, but he wrote down these words first.
"in addition……"
Yang Jia suddenly seemed a little curious, and her eyes fell gently on Xiao Xiao: "I also really want to know, what would you have done if I hadn't appeared in time just now?"
"How to do it?"
Xiao Xiao thought of the scene where he had just faced his "mother" alone at the entrance of the hospital, and quietly stared into Yang Jia's eyes.
After a long time, he whispered: "Of course I turned around and ran away..."
"oh?"
Yang Jia raised her eyebrows and said, "But she is about to turn into a monster that will devour you..."
"But she looks like a mother after all..."
Xiao Xiao didn't know why Yang Jia was asking these questions. He just rubbed his face tiredly and said, "What can I do besides running away?"
Yang Jia didn't answer, but her expression seemed much more relaxed.
…
…
Xiao Xiao originally thought that when he saw Yang Jia again, he could quickly ask all the doubts in his heart.
But she didn't expect that when she came this time, she actually stayed at home and had a meal like she was visiting an old classmate. Mom also cooked a table of sumptuous food, including braised pork and dried fish. She also mysteriously took out a bottle of red wine that was said to be high-end from her cabinet. Yang Jia was also polite and gentle. Talking with her, patiently dealing with her mother's insinuations about her eighteen generations of grandchildren...
He behaves like an outsider.
However, Xiao Xiao hadn't eaten all day and was really hungry. Seeing that Yang Jia could eat without worry, he started to eat without any courtesy.
In other words, I have actually been eating for so many years. If there were any problems, I would have already had problems. I didn't eat anything this day. In fact, it was all the sequelae of yesterday's fright.
After dinner, Yang Jia chatted with her mother for a while, and then politely said that she wanted to go back and let Xiao Xiao see her off.
"go."
Mom pointed outside, as if she wanted to tell you that not only are you going, but you'd better not come back at night: "Send Xiao Yang home, it's not safe at night now."
Yang Jia could only say a little embarrassedly: "Just call me Jiajia."
…
…
Under the cold street light, Xiao Xiao instinctively put his hood on his head, and Yang Jia and his two men stretched their shadows into long shadows.
He said with a deliberate smile: "You see, your mother does love you very much, and your family's conditions are quite good. The houses here are very expensive."
"Since when have you been discussing house prices with me?"
Xiao Xiao felt helpless. After a while, he whispered: "I went out for a day to see if this world is real..."
"After all, I haven't been out for a long time..."
"..."
Yang Jia laughed when he heard this and looked at Xiao Xiao with beautiful eyes: "Still wondering if there is something wrong with you?"
Xiao Xiao was silent.
Yes, compared to the world going crazy, it is more reasonable to go crazy yourself...
"Believe in yourself, boy."
Seeing his frowning expression, Yang Jia couldn't help but laugh. She patted his shoulder and said, "It is also a reasonable and common reaction to subconsciously doubt oneself."
"But after I take you to meet 'him', you won't think so."
"he?"
Xiao Xiao raised his head suddenly: "Who is it?"
But Yang Jia just raised her index finger and whispered to her lips, indicating that he didn't need to ask any more questions, and turned her head to look somewhere.
Only then did Xiao Xiao realize that he had been walking with Yang Jia for a long time, but he did not see her car parked at the intersection. Instead, he was walking towards a subway station.
In the subway station, no subway stops anymore, but there are still many homeless people huddled in the corner.
There was a pungent smell of urine and a rancid smell that came from nowhere.
Xiao Xiao had been here during the day and lamented that even in the afterlife, there were still so many people here who had to squeeze into the subway to go to work, which was really a terrifying thing.
But now that I followed Yang Jia here, I found that the lights here were dazzling and pale, and flickered from time to time due to unstable voltage. Whenever a subway passes by quickly, the shadow reflected in the window always makes people feel that their body is being twisted or stretched.
The crowd around them was groggy, and everyone had a zombie-like sense of confusion and sluggishness.
Xiao Xiao subconsciously followed Yang Jia closely, and saw her eyes sweeping across all kinds of people inside, as if she was admiring some scenery.
They came to a homeless man sleeping with his head covered and stopped.
Looking at the man with a pungent smell, she smiled and said, "Hello."
After a while, the homeless man slowly took off the quilt that covered his head with an indistinguishable color, revealing only a pair of eyes, staring blankly at Yang Jia's stunning face.
"Who are you?"
He asked in a low voice, as sharp as a child's.
"A person who gets paid to do things."
Yang Jia smiled and replied: "Someone gave me money before to do a job of catching mice."
The person under the quilt was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he sat up suddenly. The dirty quilt slipped off his body. He looked at Yang Jia blankly: "Who is the mouse?"
Xiao Xiao subconsciously took a step back, full of vigilance.
But it was only then that he saw clearly that the person under the quilt was not a monster, but a homeless man who could be seen everywhere. He was thin, with only a slightly bulging belly, slender limbs, and gray skin that had been lacking nutrients for many years. Brown, with several wine bottles scattered around him, as if because of Yang Jia's sudden visit, he trembled nervously and subconsciously shrank to the corner.
The smile on Yang Jia's face became thicker, as if she carefully looked at the homeless man in front of her, and then nodded lightly.
She opened her shoulder bag, took out a very cold firearm from it, casually put it into Xiao Xiao's hand, and said, "Kill him."
"kill him?"
Feeling the cold gun touch in his palm, Xiao Xiao was really surprised.
Yang Jia nodded lightly, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Xiao Xiao turned to look at the homeless man who seemed to have heard their conversation and was shrinking towards the corner in fear.
There was still an expression of disbelief on his face, but he suddenly raised the gun, pointed it at the homeless man's chest, and pulled the trigger one after another.
"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"
Yang Jia: "?"
