when question marks become people

Winter is coming, and the sun is hanging in the sky, just like a painting drawn by a child, with bright colors and no heat at all.Zhang Jun sat stiffly in the car, touched his pocket, and simply slammed the car door to buy cigarettes.He is the driver and bodyguard assigned by Ying Annian to Wen Hao and Lele. This job is easy, but boring.

Two of Jin Bei's security guards, Wang Degao and Shan Cheng, were standing outside the gate chatting, the music in the kindergarten was playing, and Shan Cheng poked his head to look at the small playground.Wang Degao patted him on the head, and scolded with a smile: "You youngsters, you only know how to look at your face. That teacher Wen is good-looking, but isn't he a man? You said last month that Teacher Lin in the middle class is the most beautiful." He Already in my 40s, I feel that I can't understand what young people are thinking now.

Shancheng touched the place where he was beaten and laughed: "I'll just take a look, just take a look."

"What can you see so far away?" Wang Degao didn't need to look to guess that Teacher Wen must be leading the dolls to do exercises today. With him, those little dolls didn't shout that doing exercises was not fun anymore, and they jumped up and down happily.

Wen Hao stood at the front of the line, with his back to the children, following the rhythm of the music, earnestly doing movements that were too childish for adults.He has a slender waist and long legs, and his body proportions are excellent. When he steps his feet and raises his arms, he vividly interprets what it means to see flowers.A group of teachers stood around the children, and couldn't help looking forward.In Zhang Man's private words, that is, "Gao Jie is dusty and makes people's blood boil".

On such a day, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something will happen.

When the man charged towards him with a watermelon knife, Shancheng didn't react at all, and Wang Degao yelled, so he rushed to stop behind Uncle Wang with his head empty-headed.

He was stabbed severely in the arm, and Wang Degao knew he was about to suffer.This attitude of not caring, rushing whenever he sees the road, and slashing at anyone he sees is a completely dehumanized lunatic.

He was injured, and he screamed in his heart to try his best to stop him, but his body subconsciously stayed behind. He didn't have enough force, and he couldn't hold his ground, let alone the young Shancheng.Seeing the 20-centimeter-long blade swing towards the young man's head, Wang Degao threw himself down and knocked down Shancheng, but also let the lunatic rush past them and into the kindergarten.

Covered by the sound of music, no one in the small playground, big or small, heard the shout from the gate some distance away.The second after the scream pierced the eardrum, Wen Hao turned around, and what he saw was a sharp knife reflecting the sun.The man who rushed over was thin and thin, with a black and yellow face, but the watermelon knife he held high in his hand was dripping with bright red blood.

The world was silent for a second, and then there were screams one after another and children who were either frightened in place or ran away.Some teachers stared wide-eyed and forgot to move, while others wanted to rush over, but were constantly blocked by children bumping around.

Full of fear, Wen Hao struggled through the chaos and rushed to the front, but he was still a step too late.The murderer with the knife grabbed the most conspicuous Feng Xudong who was tripped to the ground, and placed the bloody long knife in front of him.

"Don't move all of them! If you move again, I'll kill him!" The murderer yelled twice.

All the teachers stopped in horror, but there were still children running screaming like headless chickens.

"Don't move! Don't scream! Who told me to kill who! Ah!! Who told me to kill who!!" The man yelled hysterically.

No one moved now, and no one dared to make a sound.Also caught by the throat were two security guards who ran over with injuries, and a group of parents not far behind them.

These parents collectively came to Jinbei to ask Mr. Zuiwen questions. As soon as they arrived, they heard passers-by calling the police and saw the blood stains at the gate.Some parents fell limp to the ground on the spot.

Teachers, parents, security guards, there are a large group of adults here, the assailant is alone, panting after shouting a few times, obviously weak, but no one dares to approach easily.It's not because he's afraid of the knife in his hand, but because he cares about the child in his hand.

Feng Xudong lifted his feet off the ground and was tightly bound to the man's chest.He was not light, and the murderer's left arm trembled slightly, but he did not relax at all.Because of the excited roar of the knife-bearer, the knife brushed against his chest and neck several times. Even though it was cold and he was wearing thick clothes, two shallow gashes were drawn on his neck. The original blood on the knife was even worse. Painted on his chest, any normal person would be very unbearable to see this.

The child didn't dare to move, his eyes were like springs bubbling with fear, but he didn't dare to cry, he just shed tears quietly.

Seeing that he had mastered the audience, the murderer was very proud, he laughed in his throat, a pair of excited small eyes swept across the faces of everyone, admiring the fear caused by him, the muscles on his face were twitched and jumped by the excitement.

"You guys are just like this. Let you have money! Let you live well! Today is my turn to have fun haha." His voice was mixed with resentment and excitement, which was extremely harsh.

Parents and teachers standing far away kept sending text messages to call the police, and Wen Hao's mind was spinning quickly to think of a way.

What he saw was far more terrifying than the others.The hijacker was estimated to be in his thirties, and his clothes were old and dirty. Few people would take a second look at such a person walking on the road, and maybe they would deliberately bypass him when he got close, but in Wen Hao's eyes, he But like a big spotlight, it is too conspicuous.

The huge dialog box was on top of the man's head, so big that he was compared to a small human stick, as if the dialog box was the main body.When seeing this dialog box, Wen Hao knew that the problem was serious.Even if this person spoke logically, his mind had already deviated from the track, stuck in a narrow gap, completely distorted and deformed.

People's thinking is constantly changing, and the problems that come to mind in daily life are like transparent water stains, which will soon dry up and disappear. Only an existence like Wen Hao can perceive them from the outside for a short time.

But in some cases, people's thinking will also stagnate and get knotted.When the same problem exists in a person's brain for a long time, occupying more and more brain space of TA, and becomes the premise and purpose, motivation and obstacle of more and more behaviors of TA, this period of problem thinking will be based on the nature and degree The difference between them shows more characteristics. In Wen Hao's eyes, the most intuitive ones are the different colors and sizes.

Lele was once bound by pale problems.Children are the most innocent and kind-hearted. If they have problems, they will only consume their own vitality, and they don't know how to vent to the outside world, let alone hurt others.

This is the worst possible situation.

Following Wen Hao's line of sight, I saw a row of scarlet characters on the murderer's head: "Why does this society want to forgive me?" 』

Red to black.

His problems are so big that they dominate people, making people forget about knowledge, experience, emotion and morality, and only vent out in the most brutal way.

Such a person will not accept any kind of answer, nor is it worth others to find it for him.

Wen Hao already had a conclusion in his heart, and was about to make a move, but a small figure stepped out before him.

Seeing "Will this work?" above the child's head? ’, Wen Hao paused.He himself has only a little spiritual knowledge, and he has no sympathy for those who have experienced tragic experiences but want to recover from innocent people, but he also knows that real human beings have empathy and recognize different degrees of salvation and forgiveness.Maybe if you want to be a human being, you should not be so absolute in doing things?

Children have great power to heal people's hearts, and Wen Hao also wants to know if this will be useful.

Lele took two steps forward with trembling calves, mustered up the courage to look directly at the horrible uncle who was holding the chubby boy, and a trembling voice jumped out from his throat incoherently but clearly: "I, change with him, grab I, let him go."

Other children are afraid of death like ghosts, but Lele is not.He'd seen death, more than once, knew what it meant but didn't fully understand it, and wasn't afraid.In comparison, he is more afraid of pain, afraid of being murdered by adults, and afraid of being bad and no one will want him.He remembered that he wanted to be the boss, and a boss wanted to protect the younger brother, so it was right to feel pain on behalf of the younger brother, even if he himself was afraid.

This proposal seemed to the child to be a good deal, but the villain he prayed to said in a strange voice: "Little brother, don't worry, I will kill you after I kill him, and none of them can escape!"

This sentence finally broke down some parents.Of course, it is impossible for the murderer to kill all the children like this, but what if the victim has his own children?Even if it is injured, I can't stand it!At this time, I can't care whether other people's children are still being pointed at by knives, and I just want to snatch my own children out first.

Seeing that the chaos was about to break out again, even though he had already seen the policeman, Wen Hao didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately shouted: "Look!"

Everyone looked over reflexively, including the man who had already put a knife across Feng Xudong's neck and was about to use force.Taking advantage of the time when the assailant stopped, Wen Hao rushed over quickly, held the handle of the knife with his left hand and opened it, and grabbed the little fat man into his arms with his right hand, and lifted Lele who was approaching when he retreated.

A series of actions were completed in a blink of an eye. When all the adults heard him shouting "protect the children" and reacted, they all rushed up. Except for Lele and Dongdong, several children who were not far enough away were protected by him. behind.

Teachers, parents, and the police formed a human wall, blocking all the children in the middle, and kept retreating. The murderer came to his senses and started slashing wildly with knives, shouting incessantly: "Kill! Kill! Kill!" People are frightened.

But gradually, the grown-ups realized something was wrong—the crazy man seemed to use all his strength for each knife, but each knife cut into the air. There were so many people here, but he didn't chase after him, and kept circling in circles.

Wen Hao has been standing at the front of the protective circle, and no one can see that the tip of his right index finger is gradually becoming transparent.