It's over, I only had time to flash the only thought in my mind, and then passed out.
I don't know how long it took before I woke up slowly, resisting the soreness all over my body, I sat up, and was stunned for a moment, wasn't I in the house that was set on fire? how come? I shook my head and looked around in disbelief.
Now I am sitting on the side of a bustling road, it looks like a pedestrian street, the street is crowded with people, but there is no sound at all, I have never been to this place, but I know it is the largest commercial pedestrian street in Linhai, because it is far away On the building at , there is a striking sign, Welcome to Linhai City Square Pedestrian Street.
I stood up with difficulty, it was very strange, people on the street had vivid expressions and communicated with each other, but no one looked at me, as if I didn’t exist, I asked a few words politely to the person next to me, but the other person There was no response at all, just dancing and silently communicating with a person opposite.
I stretched out my hand hesitantly, and sure enough, my hand swept across that person, did I become a ghost? Or I came to the city of ghosts.
Just when I didn't know what to do, a voice finally appeared in the silent city.
"Get out, get out, get out." The voice was old, with a trill caused by excessive anger.
I quickly looked over, and saw a grey-haired old man in his 60s jumping up and down in front of a clothes store on the pedestrian street, cursing a pair of middle-aged men and women who were crying in front of him, and beside the woman was another about 11 years old. , A 2-year-old boy, the little boy stood beside the woman, but for some reason, he felt as if he was standing there alone, looking lonely.
The little boy didn't cry, and his face was indifferent, as if he had nothing to do with everything in front of him, but there was hatred in his immature eyes that made me chill, yes, it was hatred.
The middle-aged man carefully walked a few steps towards the old man, then stopped again, and said, "Dad, we..."
The old man was furious, and interrupted the middle-aged man: "Jiang Kun, Jiang Ping, you two take this little bastard and get the hell out of here."
Jiang Kun, Jiang Ping, the family that was burned to death, I instantly found the owners of these two names from my memory, so the little boy was Jiang Mingming.
I understand that this may be the only way for me to understand the truth of the matter, so I watched quietly like all the onlookers.
Jiang Kun knelt down on the ground at once, and went to pull Jiang Mingming as well. Although Jiang Mingming was staggered, he didn't kneel down. Jiang Kun didn't care, and slammed his head on the ground hard, hitting the floor Leaves a small blood stain.
Jiang Kun raised his head, ignoring the blood on his forehead, and said sadly: "Dad, save Pingping, it will be too late if Pingping doesn't have surgery."
The old man casually grabbed the clothes on the side, threw them on Jiang Kun and said, "Why should I save her? Why?"
Jiang Kun cried and said, "She is your own daughter."
Jiang Kun's words seemed to have stimulated the old man. As soon as the old man picked up the clothes rack, he was about to hit Jiang Kun, but was stopped by the waiter on the side. The old man could only curse: "You bastard, she is your own sister. You actually did such a thing, and gave birth to a little beast."
Jiang Ping, who had been silent all this time, cried, "Dad, we are sincere."
As soon as this remark came out, it was as if the power button was pressed on the surroundings, and the voice suddenly became louder, and it made my ears hurt all of a sudden. Almost everyone was talking, but everyone was surprised, ironic, disdainful, and contemptuous , or even swearing.
And it suddenly dawned on me why the child was always muttering to himself: Daddy is not Daddy and other strange words, so it is so.
Everything in the arena was still going on, the old man kept scolding, and it became more and more ugly, even if he wrote it, he would be caught in the river. Jiang Kun seemed to be in despair. He turned to look at Jiang Mingming, who was looking at his grandfather or the old man, suddenly He kicked Jiang Mingming to the ground, then knelt down and beat Jiang Mingming non-stop with both hands.
Jiang Mingming's clothes were torn, and his thin body was covered with scars, which looked like old wounds. The surrounding sounds disappeared again. Before the sound disappeared, I only had time to hear a few exclamations, perhaps with pity.
Jiang Ping rushed towards her child, as if she wanted to protect the child, but it could be seen that she must be sick, her movements were very stiff, not only did not jump on her child, but threw it heavily on the ground.
Holding back his tears, the old man laughed loudly and kept shouting: "Kill this little bastard, he's the one who killed you."
I could tell that the old man's words were a bit off-putting, but Jiang Mingming didn't know it. He stared at the sky with eyes full of hatred. He didn't even stop and evade Jiang Kun's beating. It seemed that he was not the one who hit him.
"Do you know? No one has ever stopped me." Jiang Mingming on the ground suddenly looked at me with a ghastly tone.
I didn't have any reaction, because I was already stunned by this scene.
"You said, did I harm them? I was born by them, so they should have harmed me." Jiang Mingming's tone suddenly became flat, like an old monk who has enlightened.
I finally reacted from all this, opened my mouth, but didn't know how to answer.
Jiang Kun continued, while Jiang Ping struggled on the ground, trying to crawl to her child. The old man sat down on the steps of the store holding his heart, crying.
"Because we're a real family, they shouldn't be together, and because we're a real family, I'm the little bastard."
Jiang Mingming's words were very calm, without the coldness just now, but it made my heart feel uncomfortable, not the uncomfortable feeling of being affected, but the real uncomfortable feeling.
The love between Jiang Kun and Jiang Ping is taboo and will not be blessed, but why? Because they are brother and sister, because this is the moral standard for countless years, because...
I know Jiang Kun and the others are wrong, but is it wrong to be wrong? And what does Jiang Mingming do? Jiang Kun really loves Jiang Ping, so why does he treat their children like this
I have mixed feelings, and I can't tell right from wrong, but I know that Jiang Kun doesn't love his child.
Jiang Mingming was already spurting blood from his mouth, and his arm was deformed. The crowd of onlookers became commotion, and many people took out their mobile phones. I couldn't hear their voices, but I knew what they were doing
I looked around, and many of the onlookers showed shock and sympathy, sympathy, it's strange, it wasn't there just now.
I watched the two middle-aged women beside me weeping and opening and closing their mouths. I remember that these two people had been insulting this family with words just now, but why are they crying now