monster guardian

"He's a lunatic!"

"No, he's a monster! My mother said, he was disobedient when he was a child, he was a bad boy, so he became a monster. There is such a big bone growing in his waist... My mother said he will die soon gone."

"Then their family is going to have a floating banquet again? Chiliu——"

Fan Hao knelt on the ground, motionless.

Turn a deaf ear to the words of the little children who pass by.

December weather, concrete floors.

He was wearing a pair of blue sweater pants with holes in them.The upper body is a cotton-padded jacket in which the gray cotton has been shifted.

He knelt there, as if he had become a humanoid landscape.

All the neighbors who lived in the tube building poked their heads out, looking at his figure in surprise and embarrassment.

"That's where the fucking fell off last Wednesday, tsk tsk."

"You mean you were frightened by him?"

"The kid from Lao Fan's family looks good, but he's a little crazy. He always said that his back hurts, so his mother took him to the hospital. Nothing was found. He always said that the skin on his back was cut open. , hurt... shouting like the real thing... just going crazy every day, who is not afraid?"

"How did I hear that when his mother was drying clothes on the balcony, she saw a really scary thing popping up behind him... and then fell down in fright?"

"You don't have to treat the child like that..."

"Actually, let me tell you, send it directly to the orphanage. Anyway, Lao Fan's family already has a son... Maybe the rich want to pay for adoption. Some children are born without fate with their families. .”

"..."

Their voices faded away.

Because it will soon be night.

Those after school and off work walked past him one by one without even looking at him.After all, this is not the first time.

In this day and age, they don't have the concept of "domestic violence".

I don't know that parents can't punish their children with such violence...

I felt that it must be his own fault that the Fan family child was punished.It is not easy for the Fan family to raise such a lunatic...

Slowly, the time went from eight o'clock in the evening to two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The Fan family seems to have forgotten him.

He slowly changed his position and sat on the ground.

Sitting is no more comfortable than kneeling.

So he simply lay down, and when he was about to lose consciousness, Fan Hao walked slowly around the Tongzilou again, he didn't know where he was going, and after walking, it was daytime.

He walked to the bridge.

He looked at the river under the bridge, it was cold.

But maybe it will be warmer than his body.

He moved his feet.

"His..."

There was a low gasp beside him.

Fan Hao ignored it.

But the voice stopped beside him.

Fan Hao then turned his gaze and looked over.

Standing aside was a child younger than him.He was wearing a thin shirt that didn't fit well, and trousers that had obviously grown a lot.His face was pale from the cold.

He sniffed, but his eyes were bright.

The child smiled at him.

The rays of light fell on him, making him look like a little angel riding a halo.

"...Are you lost?"

But the child asked him back, "Did you get lost?"

Fan Hao didn't answer.

The child asked again: "Do you have a home?"

This time Fan Hao moved his lips, but what came out of his mouth was extremely hoarse: "...No."

The child was a little disappointed and said, "Me neither."

"I'm so cold," he said.

"You don't have a home either, so where can I go to hide from the snow?"

"It didn't snow." Fan Hao said.

"It will be down in a while."

"how do you know?"

"Because some bird will tell me."

Fan Hao felt that this kid was even more lunatic than he looked.

But the child is very good-looking.

His shoulders were shrunk, his small face was huddled together, and he looked more pleasing and distressing than his indifferent appearance.

Fan Hao sat up stiffly, took off the padded jacket on his body with his inflexible fingers, and handed it over: "Do you want it?"

But after finishing speaking, Fan Hao regretted it.

The padded jacket on his body was weeded out by his brother, and it has been used for eight years.Tattered, foamy, dusty, and dirty.When the classmates saw his appearance, they would not want to get too close to him.

The child sniffed, took the padded jacket, put it on, and buttoned it meticulously.

"You're a nice monster," said the child.

For a moment, Fan Hao couldn't tell whether he was scolding himself or praising himself.

The child took out a card from his trouser pocket and asked him, "Can you use it?"

Fan Hao's eyelids twitched: "Stolen?"

The child shook his head: "No, it's mine. They took my things and exchanged them for this."

Fan Hao accepted it dubiously.

He has nothing.

It seems that there is nothing worth being deceived.

Fan Hao took him to the ATM machine.

The child reported a string of passwords fluently.

Fan Hao followed the input.

There was nothing wrong!

He fixed his eyes on the balance display on the screen, ten million...

300 million.

so much.

Fan Hao had never seen so much money.

Fan Hao took the money tremblingly.

The child was watching his operation steadily from the side.As if he just ran out from some isolated place, he has only heard of ATM machines, but he has never seen them, let alone operate them.

Fan Hao held the money and the card, and at that moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Take the money...leave the house.

"Is that a place to live?" The child's voice suddenly sounded.

Fan Hao looked in the direction he pointed——

Golden Rose Hotel.

"Yes." Fan Hao replied, and suppressed that terrible thought at the same time.

Fan Hao lived with him for two days.

Children have almost no self-survival ability, boil water, cook noodles, nothing...

"I'm leaving," said the child.

Fan Hao actually had a feeling that they were dependent on each other.He couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"Because I can't stay in one place for too long, they will come to me."

who are they……?

No, he didn't even know who the kid was.

Holding the pen, the child casually took the pad on the hotel table, and drew immature stick figures.

Fan Hao saw a person with a bone spur appearing in the painting.

Is that him?

Then the child continued to draw.

The bone spurs slowly get bigger.

The child drew a lot, and finally put all his brains in his down jacket hat.

The down jacket was bought with the money of the child's card.

The child said: "You have to remember them, so that your back will not hurt so much."

Fan Hao nodded his head half understanding.

They spent the last night together.

In Fan Hao's heart, there was a feeling that something was passing by so fast that he couldn't catch it with all his might...

He couldn't help opening his mouth.

He began to tell the child how his mother died.

When did he start growing that thing.

How scared and terrified he was.

His relatives are also afraid and panic, but the object of their fear and panic is him.

He said a lot, anger, indifference, even hatred... But slowly, he calmed down.

Fan Hao turned his head to look at the child.

Only to find that the child had already squinted his eyes and was sleepy.

Fan Hao was a little disappointed, but he was relieved.

He shouldn't let children hear this.

The room was quiet again for a long time.

"If you don't want to be a monster, then I'll hypnotize you. I just learned it. It's very powerful... After hypnotizing, you will forget that you are a monster." The child said.

"...Okay." Fan Hao replied.

The child seemed to be interested, so he simply sat up, looked at Fan Hao and said, "Then you should change your name too."

"I'll leave you the card, and you can start a new life."

Fan Hao moved his lips: "What about you?"

"Me? I have many cards."

There was another long silence in the room.

Fan Haocai asked in a difficult voice, "Okay."

"You are actually the second best-looking monster I have ever seen." The child stared into his eyes and said, "You are as bright and beautiful as the Milky Way."

Fan Hao had never heard such a compliment.

He pursed his lips.

I feel like my heart is a little more relaxed.

"My name is Qi."

"Just call me Qi Xinghan."

So from that day on, Fan Hao disappeared from this world.

Many years later, standing on the podium, there was one more actor, Qi Xinghan.

After undergoing hypnosis, Qi Xinghan gradually blurred his youthful memories.

He becomes desensitized to pain.

I don't remember much about the kids either.

He only remembered that he was like a wind, a beautiful and warm wind, which caught off guard and blew into the icy and snowy land, and took him who was kneeling on the ground away.