The world is full of evil towards me

[Is there a mistake in his memory, or is the posture of rebirth wrong? 】

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Crazy in the rain.

In the depths of the alley, a slender figure curled up on the ground, his whole body seemed to be swallowed by the downpour.

I saw him convulsed on the ground as if he woke up suddenly, and sat up slowly after a while.

The rain wet his hair, and his slightly long bangs blocked his eyes. Under the rain, no one could understand what he was thinking at this time.And in this long and dark alley, there is no sign of anyone passing by.

Just like, even if this person dies here, no one will find out.

His drooping head slowly lifted up, squinting his eyes and looking up at the sky with difficulty, looking up at the rain that hit him all over his body.Feel the cold, and the pain in the body.His mouth moved tremblingly, his weak voice was completely covered by the sound of rain.

——Dream...would it hurt so much?

When Shen Qianhe returned home with pain in his body, he was a little dazed. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, but at this time, there was no one in the house. He took out the medicine box from the familiar cabinet, and Shen Qianhe found the iodine and hydrogen peroxide in it. It's over, only some cold medicine and hemostatic tape are left.

Putting the medicine box back to its original position, Shen Qianhe supported the wall to take a bath for himself, and then looked at himself in the mirror inexplicably, with scars, bruised nose and swollen face, so ugly.

That's me, but it's not me either.

Because he is 23 years old and a fresh graduate. He has just finished his internship and is about to sign a contract with the company. He has found a job that is not bad but can support himself and repay his parents.

But in the mirror, what was reflected was a young man himself who had been beaten all over his face. His shoulders were still narrow, his collarbone was obvious, and his figure was a little thin because of the stretching.Although the face is covered with large and small wounds, you can still vaguely see Xiao Xu's baby fat, and now he is only 1.6 meters tall, which is completely out of line with his adult height of 1.7 meters [-].

Is he reborn?

He remembered that when he just picked up the pen and was about to sign the contract with the fellow interns, his eyes were dizzy, and then he came to that alley.

At that time, I only felt pain, and I thought I was dreaming, but what I didn't expect was that I would go back to the third year of junior high school.

The reason why I can tell that I am in the third grade of junior high school is also because of the school uniform on my body and the school card in the school uniform pants.

But what made him even more puzzled was that even if he caught up with the fashion and was reborn, he still couldn't recall the memory of being beaten up in junior high school.

Could it be his own selective amnesia?

However, it is obvious that the body is in such pain, how can it be possible to forget?

Taking the keys and some RMB, Shen Qianhe was about to go downstairs to buy medicine. When he entered the elevator, the neighbor also walked in.

"Hello, Auntie." Shen Qianhe greeted very naturally. He has lived here since he was a child, so he is very familiar with the neighbor's auntie. The two families always bring something to each other when they have nothing to do. Peaceful.

However, the aunt just led her puppy and ignored him, and Shen Qianhe could even see a trace of disdain and disgust on the aunt's face, which couldn't be more inexplicable.

Opening her mouth, Shen Qianhe wanted to say something, but closed her mouth again, only feeling more confused.

When he came to the pharmacy downstairs, Shen Qianhe picked and bought some external medicines, and after paying at the cashier, he picked up the bag and left. Some people in the community were walking, some were dancing in the square, and some In skating inline wheels, everything is very familiar and peaceful.

But why do I always feel weird?

When she got home, there was still no sign of her parents. After treating the wounds on her body and putting adhesive tape on her face, Shen Qianhe called her mother.

But the phone was not answered.

Calling Dad again, it was a woman who answered the phone. After she knew that she was Dad's son, she said wait a moment, and then hung up.

Shen Qianhe stared at the landline with a tense face.

Could it be that there was a family accident? Mom and Dad didn't come back. Could it be because Dad cheated?

Shen Qianhe inserted her hands into her hair, and fell back on the sofa in a frenzy.

what happened?He didn't remember that in the third year of junior high school, there was such a thing that his father cheated and his mother didn't come home at night... Isn't their family always a model family that is warm, harmonious and harmonious...?

Or was there a mistake in his memory?

……

impossible!

Shen Qianhe basically couldn't figure it out. He returned to his room, but found that the furnishings of his room had also changed a bit, and this room gave people a very dark feeling...

The supposedly white wall is full of pictures, and the charcoal pencil is shading stroke by stroke, and then slowly forms a scene of a decapitated person, a river of blood, a mountain of bones, and dark clouds left by the sun and the moon.The four walls were covered with this kind of painting, which made him take a step back in a little fright, and couldn't help but want to ask how big the psychological shadow area would be after seeing these things.

It's unbelievable, Shen Qianhe thinks he can't draw this kind of thing!And he has always been obediently drawing in his own drawing book, he has never painted on the wall!

Now I can't even wipe off the paintings on the wall.

Shen Qianhe decided to buy paint tomorrow, but he had to get the money from his parents. He remembered that he had no pocket money now, and the money for buying medicine was the money his parents gave him before. He left it in the cabinet.

Seeing that the hour hand was already pointing to ten o'clock, the phone at home rang. When Shen Qianhe answered the phone, he opened his mouth to say something, but his father's slow voice sounded in his ears, making him silent.

"Xiaoqian... It's rare that you called me. Dad was busy just now, and your Aunt Qin told me that you called and I called you back immediately. How are you doing recently? Does your mother have any?" Take good care of you? Your Aunt Qin gave birth to a little brother, so you can come and see her when you have time..." Dad is still that gentle dad, but Shen Qianhe really doesn't understand what he said...

"beep--"

Before the other end of the phone finished speaking, Shen Qianhe hung up the phone in a hurry.Qianhe, who hung up the phone, was still a little dazed.He pursed his lips and picked up the phone again, and then started calling his mother, but no matter how he called, he couldn't get through, no matter how he called...

Uncontrollable tears pooled in her eyes, Shen Qianhe put down the phone a little uncomfortable.

Can anyone tell him what happened?

Looking at his own hand that was one size smaller, Shen Qianhe was still a little confused whether he was in reality or in a dream.

But dreaming...would it hurt so much?