Yan Junxun threw away the steel rod and stepped on the broken glass slag all over the floor to open the other party's car door. The windshield of the car had been smashed and no one was inside. The distress sound of the in-vehicle system became smaller and smaller, and eventually became an electronic sound of "beep".
The other party is not here at all.
Yan Junxun rudely pulled out the pocket inside the car, which contained a stack of printed notes, all of which read "Let's play games". He clenched the note and saw a stuffed toy with a tilted head and a smile sitting in the co-pilot's seat. The other party seemed to know Yan Junxun's minefield, and put on glasses on the stuffed toy, dressed as Huo Qingjun in the family portrait. The "beep" sound of the in-vehicle system suddenly stopped, and it was automatically switched to voice.
"I want to see you very much, I miss you so much... Ah, I know you, I have known you for a long time," the other party approached the recording equipment and said in an exaggerated tone, "You are the son of hunting."
He was slightly sarcastic, and turned away from the recording device again. Yan Junxun heard the sound of his walking. He was wearing leather shoes, which would make a noise when he stepped on the floor. He seemed to know that Yan Junxun would not let go of the details, so he stood in front of the equipment and danced a few tap dances briskly.
"You don't have to try to find me through the recording, you can't do it." The other party seemed to be in his own home, flipping through the surrounding objects at will, "Why do you want to listen to Fu Chenghui? Yan Junxun, you better think carefully about how to answer. Me. You can also treat this as a game, anyway..." He patted the table, "It doesn't matter to you anyway. Fu Chenghui thinks you can 'see' the truth, he is too stupid, you are obviously just a failure, A single, uninteresting fake. You fool everyone with your poor acting, you're a clown on the surface."
He was so happy when he said this, he couldn't help biting the tip of his tongue and laughing. The sound was strange.
"Go back, Yan Junxun, go back to your dark and cramped lair, beating like a human being. Do you think you are the goddess of justice? Fuck," his laughter was even more strange, "you haven't even stopped breastfeeding. I still don't understand, what the hell are you doing hiding here? You're a complete piece of shit here, and you can't do anything. Your profile, can that be called a fucking profile? I'm sorry, I said dirty words," He slowed down his speech angrily, "I shouldn't be swearing, but when I think of you, I can't help it. You can never understand how much I hate you, just like ants can't understand the stampede of humans. I want you to Understand, you have to pay for what you get. You have to understand your failures, and I'll let you know."
He sat down and tugged at his clothes, his fingers touching the edge of the table in the process.
He wears a ring.
Yan Junxun heard the slight collision between the ring and the edge of the table, like ripples hitting the water, and a small aftermath swayed in the bottomless darkness.
"I want to deny you, where do you exist?" The other party was a little stuck here, and he didn't seem to think about the follow-up, "No one in this world needs you at all. Although I really want to say 'Go to hell. Yan Junxun', but I don't want it to be that simple. Will you crash? Even if you try to imitate the system, your kernel is still vulnerable. I think you crash, despair... Despair is a good word, it's better than ' Death' is more powerful and can let go of all my malice towards you. I have already started, out of courtesy, I want to say hi to you, last time I almost made it, unfortunately there is a bastard. That one is Shishan Yan's bastard, and he's a fucking black panther, please reply to him for me, I don't want to die, I won't die," he laughed, and Shan Yan became cold when he mentioned it, "I want to kill him, I He will think of a way, he is too proud-"
The core device of the in-vehicle system protruding beside the driver's seat suddenly exploded, like an inflated balloon, it was easily pinched and exploded. Shi Shanyan didn't know how long he held the car door and listened, and his eyes were squinted by the sun.
"Would you like to sit here and chat with him? Listen to him ramble and explain his unknown inner story." Shi Shanyan also threw the torn thread at his feet, and wiped his hands with toilet paper. He looked at Yan Junxun and knocked on his hand on the broken car door, "You are patient and kind, sitting here as if I smashed the door. Don't listen to him, don't try to understand him. ."
Shi Shanyan was too high, blocking Yan Junxun's light. When he leaned down, the interior of the car looked extremely small. He stretched out his hand to brush away the black hair that was blocking Yan Junxun's eyes, his eyes were like looking at a work of art, and his eyes rubbed fascinatedly on Yan Junxun's tear moles and cheeks.
"You can crush his head," Shi Shanyan said in a low voice, "Who can stop you? Little genius, ignore him."
There was a steel rod under Yan Junxun's seat, and a thorn in his pocket. He crumpled a cigarette and wanted to laugh a little strangely.
It's really hard for him to control himself. He couldn't quit the smoking he wanted to quit. There was something greedy in his nature that urged him to keep making excuses for himself. What is he supposed to do? Artemis didn't make it clear, no one told him. But he often feels sleepy, and if he is not sleepy, he will be in a daze, otherwise he will always want to do something. He was uncomfortable wherever he was, there seemed to be no place in this world where he could relax completely, and he hung himself all the time.
Fuck you Black Panther. Go to your mother Fu Chenghui.
They let out the dangerous man who had lured him. Shi Shanyan was saying to him "Come and do something" every second. Do something, ask for attention like the neuropathy in the recording just now? Yan Junxun is not that kind of person, he wrote on the blackboard rigidly and resolutely.
He wasn't that kind of person, he wasn't the kind of person they thought he was.
"I won't open my mouth to bite him or touch him." Yan Junxun turned around and approached Shi Shanyan, without avoiding Shi Shanyan's shuddering gaze. He raised his hand and tugged at Shi Shanyan's collar, and said like an oath, "Don't tempt me again, I know what to do."