The Corrupt Love of the Collapsed Girl

The night is hazy and the moon is hazy.

Faintly, a dark alley.

A flickering street lamp kept emitting a weak electromagnetic whine.

On the side of the road, there were piles of rotten and uneven garbage. Under the dim light, a few inconspicuous small black shadows hovered over the garbage dump.

From the depths of the alley, a stream of turbid and viscous blood slowly flowed out, gradually extending into the cracks in the gray-white underground manhole cover.

Suddenly, a figure ran out from inside, and the extremely crazy voice tore up: "Don't come to me, don't come to me, don't come to me, don't come to me...don't come to me...don't come to me ..."

The empty and dark alley is like a never-ending corridor at the moment, echoing with misty voices, but it seems that this echo can never stop, it keeps going crazy, laughs, cries, drifts to deep.

In the hazy, in a daze, two kinds of breathing sounds similar to rough/wheezing are intertwined, with a rhythmic inhalation and relaxation, getting bigger, bigger, faster, and faster. Unsteady, even to the point of being a bit noisy and harsh.

escaped from the clutches of the devil.

The woman was panting heavily, and kept running, slowly, slowly, her steps slowed down, with a crazily relieved smile on her old, pale and ugly cheeks.

"Hahahahahahaha, you can't catch me, you can't catch me..."

dah... dah... dah... dah...

The pupils suddenly narrowed to the point that only the whites of the eyes were left, the woman suddenly closed her mouth, her eyes widened due to sagging skin, and she continued to walk mechanically towards the still bottomless alley.

After a long time, the woman kept this expression and speed and only walked forward, not daring to make a sound, she was so dazed that she only knew to look ahead, and the voice kept ringing at the same time as every step she took, as if it was in sync with her .

The woman kept counting the intervals between the sounds.

Suddenly, the sound of the heel rubbing against the rough ground behind him became faster, once every second.

The woman sped up in horror.

"one."

Da

"two."

Da

"three."

Da

……

In the end, the clear and clear voices sounded almost in succession without stopping. Every time the sound of hitting the ground was louder than the previous one, the sound seemed to be like thunder.

The two shadows cast on the ground by the street lamps kept chasing back and forth.

That Xianying finally swung down the dagger that had been held for a long time.

Non-stop, without interval, frantically swung down.

A streak of blood suddenly stabbed on the ground, one after another, staining the dark stone bricks red.

Finally, after the dagger was dropped countless times, a bloody arm was removed, and it jumped twice on the ground, the chopped flesh trembling faintly.

A sickle-like smirk slowly split from the corner of the girl's mouth, and from the overflowing glamorous smile, she slowly stretched out her bloody, small sharp tongue, and licked the liquid on the knife wall.

The smiling eyes turned to stay on the blue face with wide open eyes and pockmarks, and the slightly opened mouth murmured madly: "Don't kill me... don't kill me..."

With a sly smile on his face, he bent his slender waist, turned the dagger against the wall and kept rubbing it against the wrinkled face, patted it twice, and a few words floated out from the thin bloody lips: "Who is it?" , can’t make Little Nightmare’s master afraid, no one can.”

"So, do you understand now?"

The blade fell again.

……

Time flies, go back to eight o'clock in the morning.

"Recently, the boss of a large company in City X was sentenced to between three and seven years in prison by the local court for evading 300 million yuan in taxes..."

This big news is still being reported on the huge TV screen.Du's enterprise went from prosperous to decadent overnight. This hot news blew up City X in an instant. It is said that the boss of the Du family has a minor daughter, and now the Du family, which has been handed down for several generations, has fallen into the hands of this stubborn old man and went bankrupt. Fa passed away, and this person was arrested and imprisoned, leaving only a lonely daughter who dropped out of school and stayed at home. In order to find more information about this incident, various media naturally came to surround the Du family eagerly. The only daughter Du Xiaosheng.

It's been the third day, and even if it takes a while for such hot news, it probably won't cool down.

Ugh.

After pressing the off button, Du Xiaosheng sat in a messy and empty living room. Without the flash of the TV, the light in the living room was as dim as five or six o'clock in the evening in winter. In order not to be disturbed by the reporters guarding outside Du's house, As early as that night three days ago, she drew up all the curtains in Du's house and locked the doors and windows. She hadn't seen the long-lost sunshine for a long time.

She still can't believe that her father, who preaches honesty to herself every day, would do such a thing.She still can't get used to being independent. Before that, God knows how much she wanted to live in a room by herself, but now when she really needs her independence, she is afraid. She has no support, no The people she can trust can't live up to the rich life of the rich and powerful. Is she going to become a despised street wanderer?

Maybe so, she admits that she has no ability to support herself, and a child who has lived in a wealthy family since childhood, apart from eating, drinking, having fun and being pampered, there is no need to worry about other things.Begging on the side of the road?

She began to think of her mother again. In the future, no one would use such a gentle hand to wipe away the unsatisfactory tears on her face, and she would no longer be nagged because of what she did not do well. She used to be very annoyed by her nagging mother, but now that she thinks about it, the nagging that once annoyed her in the past will never be heard again.

Once, she had such a happy family.

Hot tears burst out of my eyes suddenly, at a speed that even I was caught off guard.

Why did this happen to her?

The darkness in front of her suddenly hit her, and the gentle laughter seemed to be close to her earlobe, "Guess who I am?"

"Xiao Yan, stop making trouble..." Du Xiaosheng took away the girl's hand, and hurriedly wiped away the wet eye sockets with his sleeve.

"Master's answer is correct!" The girl turned a deaf ear, walked around the sofa to her side, and reached into the big pocket of the pink apron in front of her, suddenly there were two white rabbit toffee in her hand, she opened one and stuffed it It entered Du Xiaosheng's mouth.

The milky scent occupies the entire taste buds in a short while, sweet and fragrant, just like drinking a glass of mellow sweet milk.

Du Xiaosheng didn't blame her for stuffing sugar into her mouth at will, even though she really didn't have an appetite.

The two sat quietly next to each other for a while, the servants took all the money and left, and naturally there were only the two of them in the huge villa, and the room was completely silent.

Suddenly, Du Xiaosheng, who just looked at the toes of his shoes, was almost depressed and said: "Xiao Yan...they are all gone..."

"Yeah." The person beside him responded lightly.

"Then...why don't you leave?" Du Xiaosheng finally turned his lowered eyes to look at the beautiful profile beside him.

"Why should I go?" Lifting the drooping eyelids, under the thick and slender eyelashes are smiling dark pupils. If you look closely, you can find that they are actually a pair of dark red pupils.

She also faced Du Xiaosheng, tilted her head, and returned a toothless smile meekly.

That smile fascinated her a bit, what a pretty girl Yan is, like... a rose?Du Xiaosheng himself doesn't know why such a metaphor popped up in his mind, but every time he thinks of her, he always has the illusion for a moment. Could it be because Yan has a smell of roses all year round?So I thought she was like a rose?

Anyway, Du Xiaosheng felt that only roses could be used as a metaphor for Nightmare, because she really couldn't think of anything suitable. After all, Nightmare is really perfect, and this is relative to herself, who looks mediocre and has an average figure. , when the two usually go out together, others will always mistakenly switch their identities, Yan is the master, and I am a servant, and I will often ignore her and continue to enjoy the gorgeous scenery instead.

"But, I didn't..." In the middle of speaking, Yan interrupted her and continued: "I don't want money."

"Then, then you..." Du Xiaosheng said dumbly.

The room was silent for a while.

After a long time, Yan bit his lips tightly and lowered his face, something seemed to be flickering in the pupils slightly blocked by the drooping thick eyelashes, and finally he spoke softly: "As long as the master can continue to keep Xiao Yan by his side, little Nightmare wants nothing."

Hearing that, Du Xiaosheng wanted to say something more, but a commotion outside the door interrupted her mind full of thoughts.

"Pay back the money!"

"Repay the money quickly!"

"Pay back the money!"

"Let's take a look! The Du family won't pay back the money they owe! Now they're acting like turtles!"

"that is!"

……

Bang!Bang!

The workers outside brought shovels to pry open the gate together, and the workers and a group of journalists swarmed in.

The reporters were the first to surround Du Xiaosheng, forming a wall of human flesh, surrounding her without leaving any gaps. They scrambled to pass the microphones to Du Xiaosheng's mouth one after another. His hands were in embarrassment in front of his eyes.

"Miss Du, what are your plans for the current situation?"

"Miss Du, did you already know that your father was doing tax evasion for a living?"

"Miss Du, judging from the current situation of the Du family, have they reached the point where they have shamed their ancestors?"

"Miss Du, please answer our question."

"Miss Du..."

"Miss Du..."

Du Xiaosheng covered his face helplessly, his thin shoulders trembled, and he kept shaking his head, "I don't know...I don't know..."

A middle-aged woman with sallow skin squeezed in and walked towards her. Her ugly face was a bit bitter and mean, with wrinkles all over her forehead, especially in the eyes that were a little pulled down due to sagging skin. It was the usual awe, leaving only ridicule and contempt.

Think about it, how ironic it is for a young lady from a wealthy family to be reduced to being looked at with such eyes.

Du Xiaosheng wanted to see her father very much now. If her father was there, no one would dare to treat her like this.

The woman strode forward and kicked her on the knee. Du Xiaosheng felt his knee go limp, and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"Oh! The descendants of the Du family are nothing more than that, and now they are in this state, all because of your father's old bastard. He went to prison by himself, and left behind a useless little bastard, but it's okay, Everyone is still worrying that there is nowhere to ask for money, today no matter what, we have to return our hard-earned money!" The woman pointed at Du Xiaosheng's nose and scolded all over the place, with one hand on her waist and her legs like It was like an unfolded compasses from thick to thin, condescendingly looking down at Du Xiaosheng who was trembling all over.

"Yes! Pay back the money!"

"Pay back the money!"

……

Everyone echoed loudly, and it intensified, and finally the reporters and workers broke out like crazy.

Du Xiaosheng was trampled to pieces by them, shivered to the corner of the wall, buried his face between his legs and wept softly.

Suddenly, his arm was grabbed and pulled up by a thin warm hand, Du Xiaosheng was so weak that he could only lean on the man's body, his dry and pale lips trembled slightly.

She supported herself and kept running, running endlessly, Du Xiaosheng felt the wounds all over her body were being torn and screamed, fell down many times along the way, her ears were buzzing non-stop, she felt a little stuffy here, She is probably dying, that's fine, so that she can see her mother, so that she can no longer be independent, grow up, and be treated inhumanly.

But she didn't seem to have it. She vaguely felt that there seemed to be a hand holding her tightly, constantly bringing her warmth, like comfort, distress, pain,... admiration? !

In the end, they stopped, but Du Xiaosheng passed out from the pain...

The author has something to say: a new hole has been opened, and the crowds come to watch (〃￣ω￣〃ゞ