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Putting down the phone, Mingxiu smiled nonchalantly, "Okay, let's continue studying."

Chen Cang was speechless for a while, only felt that he was caught by a deep sorrow and loss, they were like giant hands, like a wave, like some kind of non-existent beast, dragging him to the hopeless abyss little by little.

"I'm done writing, please check for me, I'm going to the toilet." Taking a deep breath, restraining his urge to explode, Chen Cang stood up and walked to the toilet.

The cold water splashed on the face, splashed into the eyes, and then dripped down along the arc of the jaw, finally cooling down the overheated brain.

Standing in front of the sink, Chen Cang stared blankly at himself in the mirror.

At this moment, he had a strong sense of distrust towards himself.

Why is it here?

Why not stop Xiao Ming from meeting that foreign dog?

Why do you still watch everything happen again, do you think you have worked hard like this?

Or maybe it's all just acting.

Those days and nights, every minute and every second that cannot be let go after life and death, those heart-piercing and bloody, those whispers and lingering dreams, all of them are just self-moving and self-escaping. The truth is that I do everything less than.

Without the help of others, I am a waste.

The light in his eyes gradually blurred and then dissipated, but Chen Cang came back to his senses a second before it turned into nothingness. He panted heavily and calmed down quickly, as if he had forgotten what he was thinking just now and what happened to him, but Faintly felt that something was wrong.

A sense of being spied on, as if someone is looking at you maliciously in a corner.

Half confused and half suspicious, I looked back, but found nothing.

"Tiger, is that you? Have you learned to peek at people going to the bathroom?" Chen Cang called out in a low voice, bent down and looked around, but he didn't see any trace of the orange cat, not even a cat hair, so it didn't look like a tabby. "It can't be that Xiao Ming is peeping at me."

After muttering, Chen Cang wiped his hands, but just as he was about to turn around and leave the toilet, a small black plastic figure placed in the corner of the sink suddenly fell into his sight.

Chen Cang's heartbeat stopped immediately, and his face instantly turned pale.

Some unacceptable fragmentary pictures flashed before his eyes, he vaguely knew what it was, but after thinking about it, he realized that he didn't know anything.

A strong sense of repulsion and disgust surged up at the same time, they were even more turbulent than the feeling of hating Berlusconi, so strong that it almost burst his heart, so that he threw the The black plastic figurine was thrown into the toilet, and then the flush button was pressed.

The plastic figurine is only about ten centimeters high, and the workmanship is sloppy, and the facial features are unclear. Chen Cang can only see that it is smiling, and the smile becomes brighter and brighter with the rotation of the water.

Chen Cang actually felt a palpitating familiarity, and this feeling became more and more vivid as the staring time lengthened.

It seems that I should know it.

You should know its origin and name.

Should have even witnessed how it was born.

But how is it possible.

fuck it.

With a sound of "哗啦", the gushing water was sucked into the sewer, and the plastic figure swirling in the vortex was once stuck in the drain. Chen Cang pressed the flush button several times, and the weaker and weaker water flow surged Saving it, and finally taking it away.

Chen Cang breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and went out.

"What's the matter, you come back from the toilet with such an ugly face," Ming Xiuxiu was looking at the results of Chen Cang's correction, and when he heard his voice coming in, he looked up and joked, "Could it be that I saw a ghost in there? "

A trace of strangeness flashed across my heart, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Chen Cang didn't answer, just forced a smile, shrugged, turned around and closed the bedroom door.

However, at this moment, a certain idea flashed, and Chen Cang remembered the matter about Berlusconi again.

Berlusconi asks Minciu out and will come and take Minciu away later.

He absolutely does not allow it.

So he won't let Mingxiu leave, no matter what method he uses.

Thinking of this, the hand hanging by the side naturally reached into the pocket, and then took out something from it - something that looked like an old-fashioned anti-theft door lock.

Chen Cang didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He didn't even realize how this thing appeared out of thin air. It seemed that its appearance and his knowing its function and mastering its usage were a perfectly normal thing.

With the posture of closing the door, Chen Cang lowered his eyes, and slapped the door lock on the bedroom door.

There is a very slight "click".

Going back to the table and sitting down, Chen Cang asked nonchalantly, "Why is there a little plastic figure on the sink, it's so ugly, what kind of figure is it?"

"you saw it?"

"Nonsense, I'm not blind for such a big thing."

"It's not a handicraft, it's just a handicraft," Mingxiu said casually, and he seemed a little cautious when he said it, "It's not good to keep it as a gift from others, so I put it on display."

Chen Cang understood immediately, and his expression turned ugly again, "That foreign dog?"

"Can you talk well, he didn't provoke you," Mingxiu said helplessly, "he has a name, didn't you see it too?"

Chen Cang snorted coldly, and didn't want to talk about someone anymore, but said, "But yes, foreign dogs don't have any aesthetics, the things they give are ugly as hell, of course they only deserve to be placed in the toilet."

Who knows that Mingxiu paused when he heard the words, and then smiled, "You said you are not blind, didn't you find that there are also in the house?"

As he spoke, he reached out and pointed at the desk lamp in the middle of the table, and then at the bookshelves, window sills and display cabinets. For a while, more than a dozen black plastic figures were exposed in Chen Cang's sight.

Each of them was a blur, but each of them was familiar to him, grinning at him.

Publicly sarcastic and dismissive.

"That's not all." Mingxiu said briskly.

Chen Cang's breathing tightened suddenly, every muscle in his body was tensed, and he even started to tremble.

When he reacted again, the table in front of him was almost overturned by his kick, and all the books and stationery on it fell to the ground. Fortunately, Mingxiu quickly took the water glass away, so that the boiling water did not spill over the two of them.

"Meow!"

Tiger Ban jumped out from a corner under the table, arched his body angrily, and jumped into Chen Cang's arms while bursting into a roar.

Relying on the advantage of its weight, Tiger Ban successfully blinded Chen Cang's eyes, and then stretched out two front paws to attack Chen Cang's face alternately, with an astonishing momentum.

With the cat hairs flying around, Chen Cang was a little dazed by the beating, but it just relieved the atmosphere that made him tremble and fear just now.

Chen Cang covered his face with his arms while catching the cat with the other hand, and said to Mingxiu dumbfounded: "Xiao Ming, is the tabby crazy? You can persuade it and tell it that I am a godfather!"

The tabby was picked up by Chen Cang and Mingxiu together, but it was closer to Mingxiu back then and ignored Chen Cang, so it was kept at Mingxiu's house.However, Chen Cang usually buys cat food and toys for it, and it is not nonsense to say that he is its godfather.

"You kicked the table for nothing, you scared it," Mingxiu said helplessly, leaning over and grabbing the fur of the nape of the tabby's neck and dragging it away forcibly, holding him in his arms to comfort him patiently, "and I told you It's not in a good mood today."

"You can hit someone when you are in a bad mood, ah no, hit me, it's too unfilial." Chen Cang was heartbroken, "Look at you, a loving mother is a loser!"

"You really deserve a beating." After reassuring Tiger Ban, Mingxiu bent down to pick up all the books, and patted the ashes on them one by one, "Tell me, why did you kick the table? What's wrong with you?"

"Uh……"

"talk."

Chen Cang touched his nose and said uncertainly, "Plastic villain phobia?"

Mingxiu froze for a moment, "What?"

"Don't you think these things are scary? It's scary to smile at me when you can't even see your face clearly..." Chen Cang was confident at first, but he didn't finish his sentence because he saw Mingxiu showing his face. I got the same smile as those little plastic people.

Ridiculous, cold, hypocritical and dismissive.

"What you said...is that so?"

Chen Cang was struck by lightning.

He got up suddenly, instinctively wanted to run, wanted to leave here, but there was another voice telling him that he couldn't leave, he couldn't just leave Mingxiu like last time.

So he could only watch Mingxiu smile like a dummy, his expression and movements gradually became stiff, and even his tone of voice was somewhat mechanical.

"Are you scared? You want to go, so why don't you go?" Mingxiu tilted his head, his movements paused, like a frame-dropping video, "You also closed the door...why? You don't want me Get out, don't want me alive, so you want me dead, you want to blow me up again, right?!"

Sentences became quicker and higher-pitched, and at the end, Mingxiu's voice was like metal passing through glass. He was still smiling, but he approached Chen Cang at some point. Forehead to forehead.

Chen Cang clearly saw that Mingxiu was waxing... His skin quickly lost its luster and elasticity, and his facial features seemed to melt away, leaving only a very perfunctory outline. The original white T-shirt was bleeding red, and he was becoming like those crudely made The little plastic man thing!

"Xiao Ming..." Chen Cang wanted to back away, but he found that he seemed unable to move.He yelled with difficulty, his throat was as dry and hoarse as a piece of sandpaper.

"You want to kill me, no, no, you have already killed me once!" The plastic man continued, its mouth had clearly turned into a smiling arc, but it was still able to make a sound.

"No, why would I want to kill you, you are my best friend!"

"Then why did you lock the door!"

"me……"

"I know this lock, you used it to kill me last time. You locked me in, and then 'bang-', I died, I was blown into many pieces, many pieces, some Some flew out of the window, some rolled under the bathtub..."

"It hurts, it really hurts, my head, my hands, my legs are all gone, gone! It's your fault, it's all your fault! It's all your fault!"

"I didn't, I didn't!" Chen Cang was in pain, and scenes flashed before his eyes.

It was when the two of them walked into a simple two-story building side by side, and that was when a friend reluctantly smiled and asked him to go out to check the sewer pipes. In the ruins, a small red plastic figure was pushed by the aftermath of the explosion. Gululu rolled to his feet.

"I just don't want you to leave here, I don't want you to go out with Berlusconi...he is the bad guy, the murderer, he will kill you!"

"You are lying!"

"I do not have!!"

After a pause, the plastic man suddenly smiled, and his voice became softer and softer, "I believe in you."

"……what?"

"I said, I believe you. You don't want to kill me. It's Berlusconi who wants to kill me, right?" The plastic man continued on his own. "Then Berlusconi is a bad guy? I won't talk to him. After going out, it's better to stay with you. Well, let's continue to do homework!"

As the plastic man sat back at the table, its appearance actually changed.

The forehead, cheeks and other exposed skin became soft and elastic again, the plastic feeling gradually faded, and it returned to Mingxiu's original appearance.

"..."

In a trance, Chen Cang felt that something was wrong, but in fact nothing was wrong.

At this moment, a short whistle came in from the window, followed by the second and third.

The phone on the table also vibrated.

Mingxiu looked down, and then said to Chen Cang with a half-smile, "Sure enough, it was him, and he came too fast. But I will listen to you and ignore him."

As he spoke, he swiped twice on the phone, picked it up and shook it at Chen Cang, "Look, I deleted him."

Chen Cang still didn't speak, he stood there in a daze, only feeling that everything was chaotic and absurd, without any logic or law.

The whistle downstairs rang again, and it was more urgent than before. It seemed to be venting the anger of the owner, and it was showing and reminding something.

"What are you doing in a daze, come here quickly! There are still a lot of papers that have not been written, let me take a look, write English first?" Mingxiu urged, leaning forward to pull Chen Cang to sit down.

However, just when the two hands were about to touch, Chen Cang finally moved.

He took a step back.

"What's wrong?" Mingxiu looked at him puzzled.

"I don't seem to need to do my homework."

Throat throbbed, tears filled his eyelashes, Chen Cang finally caught the only moment of sobriety in the long-term chaos, he looked deeply at the friend in front of him, as if he wanted to make up for what he had missed and lost, even though He knew that was impossible.

"It doesn't seem like it should appear here."

His voice was trembling, like a crumbling spider's thread after a heavy rain, and every time he uttered a note, a drop of water fell.

"It's not Berlusconi downstairs either, because that car seems to have come to pick me up."

"I really want to do homework with you again, copy your answers, and get beaten up by Tabby for disturbing his sleep...but I can't."

"I have to go now."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Cang tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and he waved vigorously at the figure at the table who became stiff again, "I will go home for you, and take good care of my uncle and aunt, so I have to gone."

"Xiao Ming, see you later."

Step by step, I retreated to the door of the bedroom. The door panel was clean, and there was no mechanical lock that had just been installed at all.

This time without hesitation, Chen Cang opened the door and walked out resolutely before the plastic man rushed over to grab him.