Since The Red Moon Appeared

In the courtyard of the villa, a group of children gathered together.

The sound in the window on the third floor was so loud that it was naturally heard by the group of children with sharp ears.

When Lu Xin came out, the worried eyes of the group of children suddenly looked at him, some were angry, some were afraid, some were angry and afraid, of course, some of them were angry and afraid, and brought a little more The eyes that hate that iron is not steel.

Lu Xin lowered his head, not even wanting to meet the eyes of these children, and walked by quickly.

He got on the motorcycle and walked slowly towards the outside of the villa.

When he came to the gate, Lu Xin slowed down.

When I turned my head, I saw the entrance of the villa. It was three or four square meters and was very cleanly decorated. In the security booth with a small carbon stove, the old security guard was standing inside, quietly raising his head, across the street. A new layer of glass windows, looking at himself.

Lu Xin also looked at him quietly, and the two didn't speak for a long time.

Similarly, it seems that they can't see any strange emotions from each other's eyes.

For three or four seconds, Lu Xin gently nodded to him and said softly, "Why haven't you raised flowers recently?"

The old security guard was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Lu Xin said: "Keep raising it, I have reserved a flower pond for you."

After saying these words, he slowly turned the accelerator, drove out of the villa, and gave fifty dollars to the two minibus drivers waiting outside, and then he didn't say a word, and the speed of the motorcycle gradually increased. , and drove far away towards the end of the road.

In the security booth, the old security guard suddenly felt cold behind him after a long time.

It turned out that his cold sweat had soaked his back.

"not good……"

Suddenly, he remembered something, and strode towards the villa.

The old body seems to be very fast.

One step and three steps, I quickly ran to the third floor of the villa. In front of the largest room, I slammed the door open and saw Teacher Xiaolu sitting silently by the window, looking outside without saying a word. She didn't react at all to the movement of her rushing in.

In winter, it was getting dark quickly, the night outside was about to fall, and the dim light shone on her body.

Seeing that she was all right, the old security guard was slightly relieved.

But looking at her back facing the window, she didn't know how to speak for a while.

After a while, he whispered, "Are you all right?"

Mr. Xiaolu didn't look back, but still just looked outside quietly and said, "Now, you should be worried about him, right?"

The old guard paused for a while, and said worriedly, "How much does he know?"

Teacher Xiaolu replied softly, "He already remembered what happened at the orphanage, although I didn't ask in detail, but I can see that he should have remembered everything, including when he broke my spine with his own hands. sound……"

There was deep fear in the eyes of the old security guard.

This made him subconsciously breathe more heavily: "Then... what about the others?"

After a while, Mr. Xiaolu shook his head gently.

The old security guard seemed to be a little relieved, but he still had a lot of questions to ask.

Just looking at Teacher Xiaolu's silent appearance, he couldn't bear it.

So, as if consoling, a smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "This way, it's... very good..."

"He remembered the past, but he didn't get out of control..."

"This maybe, maybe it means that he really... Okay?"

"..."

"I hope he gets better."

Mr. Xiaolu slowly lowered his head, with a bit of annoyance in his voice: "Perhaps, he has really gotten better, but I... I still feel afraid of him, I really don't understand, don't tell me... ...Can't let go of the past, it's actually me?"

"You can't say that."

The old security guard raised his head abruptly, his expression more serious than ever: "The only one who can't be blamed in the whole thing is you."

"Among everyone, the only innocent one is you."

"You have nothing to do with these things in the first place, it's just because the orphanage has to look like an orphanage, that's why you are accepted... Outsiders came in, but at that time, who would have thought it would happen. So many things?"

"I can't think of it. In the end, I walked away, scattered and scattered, and died. In the end, it was you who came to bear these things..."

"..."

"do not talk……"

The words of the old security guard seemed to have dealt a great blow to Mr. Xiaolu, and his emotions became a little intense.

"You know……"

There was a faint cry in her voice: "I'm not innocent."

"After all, it was me... I came up with this escape plan..."

"..."

The old security guard didn't say anything, as if he regretted raising this question.

After being silent for a long time, he slowly shook his head and said, "It's not your fault, you were also thinking about those children at the time, and, if it wasn't for someone's whistleblower, your escape plan...perhaps it wouldn't have failed in the first place. of……"

"What's the use of saying that?"

Teacher Xiaolu's face was full of tears, her palms were clenched so hard that her nails almost pierced into the flesh, her voice seemed to be strangely suppressed and restrained: "I will never be able to shirk this fault, The dean's whistleblower is also dead, the disaster has already happened, and things have become what they are now, how can I say that I am innocent?"

"How can I say it's none of my business?"

"Maybe if it wasn't for me, they wouldn't die, at least they're still alive..."

"..."

The old security guard heard the deep self-blame in her words, but felt a sense of powerlessness.

It seems that his heart is also engraving, hesitating whether to say something.

However, he was not sure himself, so he could only speak slowly and softly: "Do you remember after the disaster happened?"

"Some people's corpses disappeared inexplicably, and among them..."

He paused for a moment, and then said softly, "Including the kid who told the whistleblower..."

Teacher Xiaolu lowered his head and did not listen to his words.

Perhaps for her, this would have been of no avail. After all, when a person dies, he dies...

Seeing that she couldn't understand this, the old security guard sighed softly.

After a while, he took the initiative to change the subject and said, "So, what did he say when he left?"

Outside the window, the last ray of sunset light fell on Mr. Xiaolu's face.

A sad smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said softly, "He said he would cure himself."

The expression on the old security guard's face also changed slightly.

After a while, he gently shook his head and said, "But who knows, who is the one who has been cured?"

"I have no idea……"

After a long time, Mr. Xiaolu said confidently: "But I know that he used all his strength to bring everyone out of that hell, and he did everything a child can do. Against those adults..."

"What I hate most now is my own fear..."

"Half of me, when I think about what happened that night, I feel scared, and I'm afraid of him..."

"The other half of me, when I think of him who tried his best, but couldn't save anyone..."

"It's really pathetic..."

...

...

Driving on the road where night fell slowly and the lights gradually came into view, Lu Xin felt that the world around him was distorting.

As he drove forward, he felt as if something strange had enveloped him.

The lights of the street lamps and headlights ahead formed a strange line.

Like a strange snake that is suddenly long and short, twisted and grotesque, sometimes connected and sometimes disconnected.

In the dark corner next to him, there seems to be something mysterious looking at him secretly.

When they didn't go to see them, they became more and more courageous, and even walked out of the corner, showing gloomy smiles to themselves one by one, and deliberately provoking themselves, but when they looked over, they again As if nothing.

He was clearly driving on the road, but he felt that the city was alienating him.

The road, the headlights, the surrounding buildings and crowds seem to be a little bit farther away, creating some kind of estrangement from him.

The red moon above his head grew bigger and bigger and came to him.

It seems that as soon as you twist the accelerator, you can rush into the red moon.

Teacher Xiaolu's crying voice, the voice of questioning himself, the smiling faces of the children in the orphanage, the boy who smiled and passed the bread to the little girl when he was a child, the cicadas chirping in summer, the sound of a scalpel cutting the skin , the beating sound of the instruments, the faces of dead children, the twisted buildings and the vibrating furniture, and then the crisp clicks when the spine is twisted...

Lu Xin's head seemed to be filled with something, so full that there was no room to breathe.

In all directions, there are countless lights, shaking his mind.

The heart was beating violently, and it was beating faster and faster, and the blood seemed to be burst through the blood vessels by the invisible pressure and rushed out of the body.

"Di Di..."

Suddenly, the loud whistle sounded, which woke Lu Xin up.

All auditory and visual hallucinations disappeared at the same time.

Lu Xin found that he did not know when, but stopped at the crossroads.

Surrounded by crowded vehicles, they were blocked by themselves, front and rear, left and right, countless bright lights shone on their faces, angry drivers were loudly honking their horns, and some people stuck their heads out of the car windows, angrily looking at him. I yelled at myself: "Are you stupid?"

"How about stopping in the middle of the road to kill? You have a good motorcycle, aren't you?"

"..."

It took Lu Xin a long time to regain his lucid thinking.

His hand reached out slightly to the black bag hanging from the handlebar, but halfway through it, he changed his mind.

He just raised his hand, like a gun, and tapped lightly at the man whose head was sticking out of the car window.

The other party was instantly furious, stretched out most of his body, and shoved towards Lu Xin in a posture of holding a submachine gun.

Lu Xin suddenly felt very funny, tightened the accelerator, and quickly left the intersection.

...

...

"Is it time for a family meeting?"

When the cold wind of early spring blew on his face again, he sighed softly and said in a low voice.

Although two chapters have been added, I also want to ask for tickets...