Chapter 530

As this morning is no longer the morning, the dark clouds in the sky are fading, and the maple leaf covered mountain road of Shidong mountain has gradually increased.

Among them, Peng Hui, Zhang Guorui and a group of high school students came out to climb the mountain at the weekend, but they were less than half of the climb. Several girls in the same group laughed and complained: "I'm so tired." "How long will it take to climb?" "Don't worry, you haven't reached the mountainside yet."

At this time, all the people who went up the mountain did not come down from the mountain.

Suddenly, they saw the figure of a strong and fat man running down the mountain road. In autumn, the man was covered with sweat, and his gray and black sports clothes were wet and stained with dirt.

The man looked as if he had fallen violently into the river. His forehead seemed to have been broken and some blood had stained his sportswear.

As the fat man walked past them, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Peng Hui has always had allergic rhinitis. When he was flushed by this smell, a sneeze suddenly came out. It was very uncomfortable in the nasal cavity, "what kind of smell..." He couldn't help muttering that he didn't taste so strong when he walked by the meat stall in the vegetable market with his mother.

Thinking of the meat stall, Peng Hui looks back at the fat man who goes down the mountain. Some messy memories flash through his eyes.

The meat stall owner raised his butcher's knife and cut down a piece of bright red pork on the chopping board. With a bang, the pork was cut in half. Another knife, another knife, and the meat was chopped to pieces. Blood flowed from the edge of the knife to the chopping board and splashed on the butcher

"Did the man fall into the river?"

"Where is the river from this mountain? I guess it fell into a ditch."

"Are you here to fish? What bad luck... "

As they talked in a low voice, they continued to step up the steps.

So it's better not to go mountain climbing alone. There are always accidents with donkey friends. Some of them are saved with good luck, and some of them die with bad luck. It's not without such news. Fortunately, the man didn't fall heavily. If he had a fracture or something, he would have to send firefighters to rescue him.

After a few gossips, Zhang Guorui left the matter behind, but Peng Hui still felt uncomfortable.

He looked back several times until he could no longer see the fat figure in the sportswear.

Deng, Deng, Deng

The sound of footsteps falling on the mountain steps was disorderly and heavy. The breath was gasping, and blood was dripping on the dark yellow maple leaves.

Tan Jinming's feet walk very fast, this speed stems from the extreme panic in his heart, what is buzzing in a blank mind.

What I did, what I did How could this happen, how could it be Zibo and they

No, you don't have to blame yourself. You didn't do anything wrong, not at all.

You're just doing what the world has always done, and they're doing it, everybody.

This is the truth, this is the true face of the world

"Ah Tan Jinming painfully covered his head, "go away, go away!" He wanted to drive away the voice and didn't want to hear it again. It was the voice that hurt him. It was the voice that said what to do. It was the voice that pushed him

Really? I'm not pushing you, I'm just showing you what you really think.

You have been suppressing yourself for many years. In fact, you don't like being called Feiming at all. You didn't like it since you were a child. When you were a child, every time you heard your classmates call you that, you were not happy. You wanted them to shut up. You get used to it later. The so-called "habit" just wants to make yourself better

In fact, you are not indifferent, you just give up resistance, you admit defeat.

Am I wrong? Didn't you feel the taste of winning just now? You still have a desire to win

"Go away..." Tan Jinming pressed his hands harder on his head, and his hands were going to get into his head and pull out the sound. His face was blue. He stepped on the empty step and almost rolled down the mountain. Tan Jinming stopped, panted, and suddenly wanted to cry and cry loudly.

In front of me, there were some scenes that had just happened in the near future, and the panic and tragic cries echoed in my ears.

"Feiming! Feiming! Don't

I don't know where the strength comes from. It's so big that there's no room for it. The two tall and middle-aged men were twisted up with one hand and smashed on the rocks between the streams. They were so dizzy that they couldn't get up. They whined and struggled, but their strength was as small as a baby.

They have no ability to fight back. If they lose, they should blame themselves for losing. They have no power to fight back

BAM, BAM, bam!

The sound of heavy impact is the sound of the head bumping against the craggy rock. Once and again, the blood gushed out, and then the meat was splashed.

The sound of the mountain stream is still gurgling, but there is more blood color in the clear water, falling from the sky, melting on the water surface and dispersing.Another thing fell. It was a broken eyeball.

"No, no..." Tan Jinming choked up and looked blankly at the cloudy sky. The light still lit up some memories that had not been submerged. He and Prince Bo were joking and damaging each other. After graduation, they came out to work

It has been said that when Wang Zibo gets married, he wants to be the best man.

If he Feiming also has the day of marriage, Prince Bo is indispensable in the best man group.

After becoming a social animal, there are few students left to have contact with. Even if they praise each other in the circle of friends, they are only tacitly perfunctory. But he and Wang Zibo are different, still have contact, come out from time to time to play together, because he is a true friend

"Oh, go away!" Tan Jinming grabs his head. The more he thinks about it, the more painful he feels. He wants to break his head.

It is not only painful and regretful of what he has done, but also panic at the consequences to be borne.

I don't want to do that. I never want to treat Zibo like that, and There are others

More pieces of memory flashed in front of their eyes. With the cry of the girls, they were scared and paralyzed. They wanted to escape

But none of them could escape.

Tan Jinming can't understand how he can chase so fast. It's not his speed at all. It's impossible. He has a fat house, panting after running a few steps and climbing several stairs. He has never been able to catch up so fast

Why? Why do you want to belittle yourself? Does it make you feel better?

Kneel in a very low position, nothing, there is nothing to lose, so there is no competitive pressure.

Because you give up competition, you give up yourself.

But that was before, "Feiming", it was before. You're different. You can be different.

"Go away Ah... " Tan Jinming almost knelt down on the ground. He was crying bitterly. He had to use his forehead to hit the stone slab that built the mountain steps. He couldn't stand it. He didn't want to hear the sound again. That's not his idea, it's not

Of course, his behavior puzzled all the tourists passing by. A group of tourists murmured and walked over, perhaps thinking that they met a drunk or a mental illness.

Another group of visitors, a kind-hearted elder sister, came up and asked, "how are you? What's up? Is there any discomfort? Would you like to call someone for you

"I..." Tan Jinming stopped and ran down the mountain without saying anything. He was so flustered that he was at a loss and afraid.

Many people here have seen me There's surveillance at the entrance to the foot of the mountain. It's all photographed. I came with Zibo and them

What's more, I took Zibo's car on the way and the driving recorder on the car. All the way, I took pictures.

After running for a while, Tan Jinming's pace slowed down. Where can he go? It's impossible to escape.

Escape? Why run? How many years have you been on the run? Think of something else. You can't just do that.

Tan Jinming looks around. The cold mountain wind breaks through his clothes and penetrates into his skin. For a moment, he feels that everything is empty. He has made a big mistake. He can't forgive and irreparable big mistake. There is no way to do it. He really deserves to die It's just, it's just

Tears fell from his eyes. Tan Jinming took out the mobile phone in his pocket with trembling hands. Some blood stains were found on the mobile phone case.

He pressed the screen, choked, and sent his mother a message: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that." then he sent another message to his father: "Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that"

after sending, Tan Jinming turned and walked to the edge of the steps. Except for some small intersections, the stone steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain are all equipped with stone guardrails.

But the fence is not high, adults can cross over a span, and this section of the road is close to the eastern side of the fence, outside is the valley full of smoke. This kind of thing has happened before. Tourists sit on the guardrail and take photos, but they turn over and fall down and fall to the bottom of the mountain and die.

At this time, Tan Jinming is standing on the side of the guardrail, pressing his hands on the guardrail and supporting his feet, he will jump over the guardrail and jump down.

All of a sudden, his right hand suddenly clenched the railing, but his expression showed fear. This, this

When Tan Jinming was just beginning to wonder, his right hand held up his hair and pulled it up vigorously. Suddenly, Tan Jinming gave a shrill cry of pain. He wanted to release his right hand, but he could not control it. Instead, he pulled harder.

The right hand, at a strange angle, looks like it's grabbing its own scalp and walking back away from the edge of the fence.

"Ah..." Tan Jinming is still crying with pain. His face is full of blue veins. His eyes are also rapidly congested and turned red.

He felt that his right hand no longer belonged to him. This right hand had life. It was the voice

The voice became more real and clear. When he said it to him, he said in his mind:

Hello, negative choice.

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