He immediately began to show a hearty, especially enjoyable start, drenched in the rain.
I'm still frantically looking for a place to stay, but it's all to no avail, because he has been approaching me all the time, if I don't know him, I would want to call the police now.
My first reaction is that I need to find someone I can rely on, hide in a corner or a closed cabinet, let me hide my whole body, and prevent him from finding out, like the horror in the movie Bridge section.
However, in my opinion, these things have now become, like skins, seemingly useless things in many cases.
Because I can't find any place at all. After all, I am not very familiar with the road here, and I can't just turn around and run away. In that case, it seems that I am really facing an enemy. It seems that we have really been forced to a dead end, we don't need to go to that point, this is what really scares me.
I kept facing him while backing away, but I accidentally bumped into a corner, and I squatted on the ground in pain.
"What the hell are you going to say!"
Right here I am completely disgusted with the truth, I really can¡¯t say anything, I have lost some rational behavior towards him, now I look at him like this The whole one looks like a crazy monster after drinking.
My mind kept on starting, and when some of his usual well-behaved appearances appeared, I went crazy.
It was even scarier than the night he drank for the first time, which has created an indelible stroke in my heart.
Because I saw his extremes, saw all the facets of his character, and saw how split he was with his paranoia hidden under his docile appearance.
I'm not sure that I may not be able to face him directly after today, and whether I can face him as before, but I know that a sharp thing like a spider's web has been produced in my heart now, and that will make me change every moment. Remembering this memory, he may not have directly touched my flesh.
It didn't cause some memory and physical pain, but now my spirit seems to be after being tortured, as if watching my own child suddenly, because of some kind of reason.
Because of some things that I know cannot be changed, but I want to do something, but I am helpless.
"I don't know how to tell you, and I've only repeatedly emphasized it to you, but grandma won't say something to really blame you, even if he doesn't do what he wants to do."
At this time, I have begun to become dull, because now I feel that nothing is useful.
However, my whole body is now drenched by the rain. If it were the same as before, a piece of clothing or an umbrella would appear on my head, but today I know that it should not be a luxury.
Because now his whole person is completely red-eyed.
And the hand with five claws is constantly repeating, trying to grab some bark and other things, and it is constantly swinging there like a real monster.
After I calmed down a little, some thoughts began to come out.
It was as if he woke up suddenly, the kind of soberness after disappointment, or the soberness after feeling hopeless.
"On the contrary, you are like this now, and you are still here crazy, imposing all your emotions on me, which makes me feel very uncomfortable."
At this time, I intend to say something more violent.
After finishing speaking, I plan to leave.
So, after I took a deep breath, I yelled straight at him.
"On the contrary, you don't go to see your grandma like this! She will be disappointed! She must be extremely sad! Everyone has demons and obsessions in their hearts, but you will only make these things worse and worse!"
"You are still alive in this world! There are infinite possibilities! But grandma is gone! You are a living person and don't go to see her! Shouldn't you have the courage? I understand your uncomfortable places! But whether you go to see her or not She! I hope you can think about one thing clearly!"
"Are these things related to me?"
I was devastated and expressed my disappointment.
I feel like it all started and it's over.
I may be more heart-piercing and painful than anyone else.
But now he was sitting on the ground directly because of what I said.
I don't want to just watch this scene, and then leave cruelly.
But now, I don't have any more choices.
I can only do this.
Because I don't want this image to carry more weight in my heart, or I don't want to see a situation like this happen again. If I can stop the loss in time now, I will unilaterally If one person leaves, maybe the result will be better then.
So I turned around and left, because now my whole body is soaked, and the rain is really getting bigger and bigger. When I was frantically preparing to run back to Pepe's house, I always felt that there was something behind me. Follow me.
But I didn't care about it either.
When I was at the door, I knocked on the door because I was coming back, and then I pushed it away, afraid that someone inside would scare them. After all, I am really embarrassed now, not only in appearance, but also in appearance. There is also mental distress.
When I went in, I found that Pepe was the only one in the room.
"Where are my parents?"
After I asked this sentence, I found that Pepe was definitely looking at me stiffly, and he was still looking behind me.
Just because of his small eyes, I decided to turn around and take a look.
"No, no, no."
"What are you looking at?"
After I asked this sentence, he was still staring at the back in a daze, and his expression seemed a little scared.
It can't be a thief, isn't it just now that I think the person behind is a thief.
Immediately, I turned my head and picked up a guy next to me by the way.
When I turned around, my eyes were facing each other, the red eyes and the hair were already soaked, and the hairstyle of the hair had already covered my eyes.
Thin monkey.
"What are you doing?"
At this moment, I really started to fear.
Out of fear, like encountering some evil ghosts and wolves, I immediately asked.
"I'm sorry, Teacher He." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com