"I-I want to go to the toilet." Facing Chi Yingxue's father's "concerned" look back, Kuang Jinxin lied for the first time ever.
The unease and apprehension in his heart slowly gathered into a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and kept saying to him—run away, little Sijin, run away!
The sweet orange flavor is back.
"Toilet? Of course you can." Chi Yingxue's father turned around and walked back, took Kuang Jinxin's hand, the corners of his eyes were kindly with fine lines, and his eyes were as gentle as water, "There is one in the front room, sit there and I will help you. My name is Chi Yingxue."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Kuang Jin Xin to speak again, he stepped forward and led the person to the door not far from the corner.
His hands are big and strong, holding Kuang Jinxin firmly. At first glance, it looks like singing in a family cartoon, big hands hold small hands, with a kind of family-like warmth.
But only Kuang Jinxin could feel the indescribable oppressive force. He was almost half-forced to go to the room, and he secretly exerted a little strength, trying to pull out his hand, and the force that restrained him would be even greater.
"Uncle Chi... Uncle Chi... You don't have to do this, I'll just follow you..." Kuang Jinxin politely reminded the other party to let go, but the man who looked straight ahead turned a deaf ear.
The dim moonlight cast a shadow on his face, and even if he didn't frown, there was still a lingering gloom.
Kuang Jinxin looked at him and suddenly thought of the head teacher of the second grade of elementary school.
That is a woman who is "easy to blow up". In fact, she is not good at controlling her emotions and can easily get out of control. The classmates at the time knew this, they knew that any trivial matter, one sentence after class, could make her furious, so she gave her She was nicknamed "The Dynamite Barrel".
As soon as the "dynamite keg" explodes, some classmates are bound to be unlucky. They either grab their ears and go to the corridor to punish them, or they slap the face with their homework book. greeted by the child.
Kuang Jinxin is very obedient, never makes mistakes, and has never been beaten, so he is not afraid of this teacher. At that time, they didn't know what corporal punishment was and what should not be done. They thought that the teacher was the absolute authority and that they should be punished if they made a mistake.
Until one time, he brought a small bag of tea to the school. It was the first time he helped grandparents to fry tea. He said he helped, but in fact he was squatting next to the cauldron to help watch the fire, but after frying, he was also happy Yes, grandma made some for him. He never leaves him like a baby. He takes it with him at home, when he goes to school, and even when he is in class, he secretly opens it and smells it.
She lost her mind just like that and was caught by an explosive barrel. She dragged him to the corridor, grabbed his tea, and threw it in his face. He cried and squatted down to pick up the tea, and she yelled "Did I let you move"! He was so frightened that he stood up immediately, and didn't even dare to cry. She reached out and slapped him, slapped him several times, and pinched him wherever it hurt.
It was the first time, Kuang Jinxin knew what fear was, and it was more terrifying than all the ghosts and ghosts imagined in childhood. He still remembers her dyed red nails.
There are so many beautiful reds, flowers, maple leaves, crayons, hawthorn cakes in childhood... But it is this touch that really left a mark.
The sound of the door being pushed open brought back Kuang Jinxin's thoughts.
Chi Yingxue's father took him into a room that was somewhat similar to the reception room in the front yard. There was a sofa and a coffee table in the center of the room, a few green plants in the corner, and a bookshelf and a cabinet standing by the wall.
The extremely dim light makes every piece of furniture just an outline at first glance, and I don't feel anything, but when I slowly see it clearly, Kuang Jinxin realizes that the sofa is made of black leather, and the coffee table is a modern slate countertop, bookshelves and cabinets. It is Chinese mahogany.
The completely different styles are placed in the same room, and the style of painting is strange and fragmented.
"Sit." Chi Yingxue's father finally let go of his hand and politely asked Kuang Jinxin to sit.
Kuang Jinxin stood at the place where he had just entered the door, his feet did not move, he stared blankly at each other, and reminded: "The toilet is...?"
Chi Yingxue's father said that there is a toilet in this room, but Jin Xin looked around and couldn't find the door of the bathroom.
The man didn't seem to hear his question, and repeated: "Sit down."
This time, there was one more word than before, but the tone changed from polite to a vague command.
Kuang Jinxin's throat tightened, his heart panicked, and the huge pressure that rushed towards his face made him almost dare not look at the man again.
He couldn't describe the feeling, as if there was a high-voltage power grid overhead, intimidating and coercing you, making you have to follow the established route.
Swallowing hard, he bravely walked to the sofa and sat down slowly.
"That's right," said the man with a satisfied smile, "children, you should listen to adults."
"I'm going to find Chi Yingxue," the man turned around and walked outside the door. Before closing the door, he instructed again slowly and deeply, "Just wait here, don't run around."
The door was slowly closed.
There were no footsteps outside the door.
Kuang Jinxin sat on the sofa, panting slightly, his palms sweaty, but his back was straight and he didn't dare to move.
After a while, the sound of footsteps finally sounded, drifting away, until it disappeared.
Kuang Jinxin's whole body was paralyzed, as if he had just run 10,000 meters, his physical strength was completely exhausted from the inside out.
But soon, he regained his strength, listened carefully, made sure that there was no movement outside, then quietly got up and tiptoed to the door.
He must run. Why? do not know. He knew that if there were a hundred ways to find Chi Yingxue, going through Chi Yingxue's father would definitely not be a good way.
Can't explain why, but he'd rather believe in a sixth sense!
Looking out along the crack of the door, the veranda is empty.
The dark clouds seem to have faded, and the moonlight shines on the pillars, becoming brighter and brighter.
Kuang Jinxin raised his hand to touch the door, and pushed it open very gently and carefully, so cautiously and slowly that he could hardly hear the sound of the door hinges.
He carefully controlled the speed, and finally waited until the door quietly opened to an angle of about 30°, allowing one person to enter and exit, then he held his breath and stepped sideways over the threshold.
He didn't dare to move too much or too fast, just like the slow motion in the movie, rubbing out little by little, and finally the whole person came out of the door, and he gently closed the door.
Facing the door panel, he breathed out a long, silent breath. He slowly gathered his strength, turned around and pulled his legs out...
"Where do you want to go?"
During the gentle, almost doting question, Kuang Jinxin froze in place, withdrew his feet.
Chi Yingxue's father was standing in front of him. He didn't know when he came. He didn't even open the door when he opened it. He just turned around and closed the door for a moment, and he came, silently, like a ghost. Against the moonlight, his face was shrouded in shadows, only the faint smile at the corner of his mouth was truly creepy.
"I didn't tell you to wait here, don't run around." The man lowered his head slightly and stared at Kuang Jinxin, the warmth in his voice did not reach his cold eyes.
"I came out... I came out to find the toilet." Kuang Jinxin couldn't think of a reason to say anything. He was so confused now that his panic and fear, together with the unspeakable pressure, made his brain short-circuit.
"Shh," Chi Yingxue's father shook his head gently, "don't make excuses for your mistakes."
"Wait, Uncle Chi... This, this is too strange," Kuang Jinxin pulled out a stiff smile, "I'm here to be a guest at your house, how can I punish the guest..."
Chi Yingxue's father's smile gradually subsided, and soon, even a little bit of disguised gentleness disappeared.
"If you make a mistake, you will be punished," he said word by word, as if announcing an irresistible decree.
Kuang Jinxin looked at his face, which became gloomy in the moonlight, and finally understood that it was useless to talk too much.
He suddenly reached out and pushed the middle-aged man hard!
When the opponent is not ready and staggers back, turn around and run to the left!
He doesn't know where the corridor on the left leads to, only that he can't see the end at a glance, it must be far enough for him to run out of the danger zone!
But just as he took two steps, there was a sudden sharp pain in his scalp—someone grabbed his hair tightly, savagely and fiercely!
The next second, he was pulled back by a huge force!
The middle-aged man was still grabbing his hair, forcing him to raise his face, and raising his other big hand, slapped him hard!
Kuang Jinxin only felt his head buzzing, and he lost focus in front of him.
The violence came suddenly and for no reason, but it seemed like there were already signs. Kuang Jinxin didn't know if all the perpetrators had the same aura, but at this moment, he really seemed to be back in the corridor of the second grade of elementary school.
The teacher slapped him on the face. He cried and called me wrong, but he didn't dare to move, and let the other side slap him.
The middle-aged man slapped him a second time.
The strength was completely unreserved, as if he wanted to kill him like this.
But, this slap woke Kuang Jinxin's fan.
He was suddenly very fortunate that he was no longer a child, he grew up, he was no longer so weak, and he would never cry again and say I was wrong, but only forgot to resist!
The third slap came over, with a fierce wind.
Kuang Jinxin suddenly grabbed his hand hard, and bit him fiercely according to the tiger's mouth!
In this case, there is no time to order stationery, so I can only fight to the death!
"Tsk!" The man gasped in pain and withdrew his hand. Following his movements, the other hand grabbed Kuang Jinxin's hair and instinctively relaxed.
Kuang Jinxin seized the opportunity, quickly lowered his waist, and pressed his head against the opponent's chest, focusing on his heart!
The man's face changed in an instant, and his body retreated uncontrollably.
Kuang Jinxin saw the opportunity, and without turning his head to the left, he ran wildly in the depths of the veranda!
This time he succeeded, and ran out for dozens of meters in one breath, but he was still not blocked!
He didn't dare and didn't have time to look back, so he just ran forward desperately, almost without oxygen, and there was a smell in his throat!
But he still did not slow down, and even ran faster and faster!
A new room appeared in front of it, the door was ajar, leaving a dark gap of about an inch.
In the blink of an eye, Kuang Jinxin chose the former between "passing by directly" and "going into the room to hide" - he now refuses any static space, only running can make him feel safe!
The door was already by his side, but Kuang Jinxin didn't slow down at all.
Unexpectedly, a white thread-like thing suddenly flew out from the crack of the door. Just as Kuang Jinxin passed by, it came out like lightning and wrapped tightly around his neck!
Kuang Jinxin only felt a sharp pain in his neck, as if he was being restrained by a steel wire, and if he ran forward, he would definitely have to separate his head!
He braked suddenly, and the huge inertia made him almost lose his balance. As soon as he stood firm, he immediately raised his hand to grab the white line sticking out from the crack of the door!
The white thread was tied around his neck at one end, and the other end was still hidden in the darkness inside the door!
As soon as he caught the thread, Kuang Jinxin realized that the hand felt wrong. It was not steel wire or rope, but plastic. It was the kind of plastic strapping used in shopping malls or factories to pack and bundle things!
This type of strapping is different from a rope. The rope must be knotted. However, once the pointed end of the strapping passes through the small square serial port, it will be completely stuck. It can be pulled tighter and tighter, but it cannot be loosened. open!
Kuang Jinxin gritted his teeth and resisted the force of pulling him inside the door, raised his arm with difficulty, and quickly looked for the stationery that could break the binding band, but before he could find it, he suddenly pulled hard inside the door!
This sudden force was so great that it pulled him straight into the door and fell in!
Before he could get up and see the pitch-black room, his arm was suddenly grabbed and twisted behind him!
Kuang Jinxin only felt the pain as if his shoulder was dislocated, and the next moment he heard the sound of the strap tightening - his hands were tied behind his back.
Then there are the feet.
The straps wrapped tightly around both of his ankles, and the plastic straps almost tightened the flesh.
Until he no longer had the ability to resist, the people behind him finally quieted down.
He struggled to turn back and saw Chi Yingxue's father.
The middle-aged man had long since lost his camouflaged kindness, and his face was as cold as ice, which was in great contrast to his violent and violent behavior.
His voice was very calm, so calm that it made people feel cold all over: "I don't criticize you, because criticism is useless." His eyes were suddenly gentle, with a cold, cruel tenderness, "Wrong, you can only rely on yourself. to reflect."
After he finished speaking, he grabbed Kuang Jinxin's hair and dragged his life to the wall. The other hand rubbed hard on the wall, and a small piece of the wall was pulled to the left, and a very small space was pulled out, which was said to be a closet, but there were no two quilts, and it was like a secret compartment.
Kuang Jinxin didn't know what he was going to do, only that the danger was approaching: "You can't do this, it's illegal!"
The man laughed, this time it was true, and the smile in his eyes flashed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"I educate my son, what law do I commit?" His rhetorical question was innocent and natural.
Kuang Jinxin was stunned, and after a while, he came to his senses: "You have mistaken someone, I'm not your son..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was forcibly pushed in by someone pressing his head!
The hidden compartment was too small, and Jin Xin's body was curled into a very twisted posture, the man was still pushing his legs in, and the cracks between his bones hurt!
Finally, he was completely inside, like a helpless pig, stuffed into the cage to be slaughtered.
The man patted off the dust on the suit, smoothed the folds on the clothes, and tidied up the expensive cufflinks before looking at him again, calmly announcing the rule: "If you have enough reflection, you can come out."
"I know I'm wrong!" Kuang Jinxin almost immediately confessed, and resisted when he resisted, but in this situation, it's definitely not a smart choice to fight hard, "I know it's wrong, I'm already deeply introspecting, really !"
The man was unmoved, with unquestionable authority in his voice: "When is enough time to reflect, I'll decide."
"Snapped!"
The dark grid was closed mercilessly.
Kuang Jinxin caught a small "click" with the tip of his ear, and there was no doubt that the dark lock fell automatically.
The world is completely out of light.
The suffocating darkness, in this small space that left almost no gaps, completely devoured Kuang Jinxin like a flood.
He is not afraid of the dark.
But when he has tasted fear, violence, and pain, this closed darkness can easily become the last straw that crushes him.
Of course, he won't be overwhelmed. He has partners, friends, relatives, and classmates. He knows that he is just breaking through, and all the darkness and pain will pass when the time comes.
But what about Chi Yingxue
What about the young, helpless Chi Yingxue who could only rely on her family