Special photography: Daily life in a world without collapse

The soft moonlight sprinkled on the earth, despite the infestation of monsters and cosmic people, did not prevent people from living at night, well, it was just relative, the night market was also crowded, and the stalls were also busy.

Everyone on the street wore cotton jackets, and he was still wearing vest shorts when he ran at night, and the temperature was close to zero during this period, although it was not as low as the sub-zero temperature in the three northeastern provinces, but it was enough to make you shiver.

Now that the month of December is halfway over, and there are still seventeen days to go before New Year's Day, who would have thought that only two weeks

have passed since the beginning of everything I don't know if I can have a good Spring Festival this year, I can only hope that there will be no monsters or cosmic people to make trouble during the Spring Festival, after all, the significance of the Spring Festival is significant, although the current Spring Festival has no taste, but he or most of the elderly people spend the Spring Festival to reminisce about the days when they were young.

In the past, when he was a child, the Spring Festival was very lively, and he remembered that the latest time he played was at 12 o'clock in the evening, until the lights in the community were turned off, and his grandfather was still watching TV when he got home, and later he learned that his grandfather fell asleep with his eyes open.

I heard that it was a habit that my grandfather developed when he was young, and he didn't tell his family what he used to do, and sometimes when I heard my grandfather tell stories, I would occasionally mention that he had touched a gun and fought a war, and many grandfathers were reluctant to talk about it.

About grandpa, except for Zeren, the family knows a little, others don't know at all, I heard grandma say that grandpa is a child who is almost forty years old, that is, his mother, grandma was in her thirties at the time, and it was really not easy.

Running through an urban area, Zeren stopped to rest for a while, although the wound on his shoulder has initially healed, but when he runs up and swings his arm, it is also pulled, and proper rest can also help to alleviate it, if you ignore it, the wound may crack while running.

A few minutes later, Zeren moved his legs and ran again, this time his goal was to go to the Sanjia Port waterfront, where the scenery was quite good, if he had time, he would like to take Cana there to watch the sunrise, but he probably didn't have time.

Every time he is given time, it is just enough to take a breath, and he is afraid that he will not even have a chance to take a breath in the future.

At nine o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, and the woods seemed to be painted with a big hand with a paintbrush, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet rather than the insects chirping in summer, perhaps this is the unique characteristic of winter.

The fallen leaves are irregularly spread on the ground, the trees have taken off their old clothes, waiting for the next year for their mother to bring them new clothes, and from the outside of the forest, the gray tones of the woods are a little scary, and one can't help but think of the witches of the West, who seem to be particularly fond of settling down in this kind of place, and occasionally catching a lost little naughty.

This is a man-made forest located in Songjiang District, and the scenery is beautiful, making it a good place to visit in winter and a favorite place for mosquitoes in summer.

A boy who looked to be twelve years old walked slowly down the marble path in the middle of the woods, and kicked a glass bottle off the road, depressed.

"Go to his cram school, there are twelve of them, isn't it enough, you can do it, bastard. The

boy kept complaining that he had just run away from home, because his mother had enrolled him in too many cram schools, and that he had no time for his own day, and that his young mind could not bear such a life, and ran out alone after a big fight with his mother.

His father works outside all the year round, and basically can't go home a few times, and the family is just himself and his mother, although his father has told his mother many times, but his mother is still like this, she feels that only in this way can she have a future interest.

Suddenly, a figure flashed rapidly in front of him, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a few steps back, the surrounding was pitch black, the moonlight was soft, and the branches of the trees were like teeth and claws, which looked a little eerie in the woods like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"Who?" the boy couldn't help but shrink back, very scared in his heart, but he still had no intention of going back, if he lived like that in the future, it was better to die now.

A child's mind is weak and very vulnerable, most of the teenagers in China suffer from depression, and there are not a few people who commit suicide because of depression every year, which has a lot to do with the family.

Nowadays, there are many parents who do not know that their children have been depressed under his/her influence, and even if they do, they do not care, or simply deny their children.

The classic quote is: how can he/she get depression? I do everything for your good.

Sometimes these can be the last straw that breaks a child's back.

The boy took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to take a few steps forward, but there was nothing but the beech tree in front of him, and he blinked, wondering if he had just seen it wrong and hallucinated.

The soft moonlight reflected his shadow, and the boy froze in place at once, and he swallowed violently, a drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he saw that there was a tall shadow on his shadow, and the shape could not have been that of a beech tree, nor could it be a man.

The boy took a deep breath to cheer himself up, turned around and threw a random punch, no matter what it was, it was always right to strike first, even if his strength was very weak.

He threw his fist into the air, and there was nothing behind him at all, only a gust of wind that tossed a few leaves.

"To get out of here, there's something unclean. The boy was about to run, but stopped, "But where are I going? Where

can I go?" "

Yes, where else can I go?

His home is now like hell for him, and when he goes back, his mother will not worry about him in any way, she will only blame him, and his father is not at home all the year round, and the place where his father works is far away, he can't get by."

So, even if he runs away, where can he go?

The boy turned around, and if there was anything unclean here, it would be better than his mother.

He raised his head and was about to walk deeper into the woods, but saw a strange man standing more than ten meters in front of him, with gray skin and strange red eyes, and he didn't know where the mouth was, but he could only see a long, elephant-like trunk.

He is two meters tall, has human-like limbs and physical features, and has a pair of elephant ears-like headdresses on his head, which are bright silver and hollowed out in the middle, and I don't know what it does.

"Ho ho

"Don't come, you don't come!" The

boy's legs were weakened by the intense fear, and he sat down on the ground, screaming loudly in an attempt to scare away the monster

in front of him, and he knew that this could not be a person pretending to be a prank, because the last person who dared to do this was three feet tall.

His eyes were filled with fear, and the boy who was still sane kept retreating with his hands and feet on the ground, and in a moment he hit a hard object.

The boy turned his head to see a monster exactly like the strange man in front of him standing behind him, making a strange cry from his mouth, and looking at him quietly.

He turned around in fright, fear filling his heart, and scrambled to his feet, fleeing from different directions.

Another identical monster appeared in front of him, so frightened that he turned his head and ran in the other direction, and another monster stood up and blocked his way, there was no way, the boy could only turn around and run in the other direction.

But as the monster moved, the range of his actions became smaller and smaller, and at last there was nowhere to escape, and the boy crouched on the ground in despair, holding his head, and tears flowed down his eyes.

There are more and more monsters, one, two, three....

The strange cries of their mouths mingled together, like indescribable babbles, and broke the last line of defense in the boy's heart, and he finally broke down and cried.

The monster walked up to him. Surround him in it.

"Daddy!!"

Even at the last moments of his life, the boy was thinking about his father, not his mother.