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I opened my eyes suddenly.

Facing this familiar theater, I breathed a sigh of relief, half paralyzed on the seat, still terrified by what happened just now.

I scratched my head, thinking that something was wrong...

This is half a dream, but this is the third time I've come back here, why haven't I woke up from this dream?

The theater was still pitch-black, and the girls played with their mobile phones peacefully.

I propped my head up and looked at them half-closed. How can such a quiet and safe environment be uncomfortable?

But soon I found something was wrong again.

Where did the braids go?

"Sister?" I asked cautiously.

The three girls looked at me with somewhat hollow and creepy eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked impatiently with the shawl hair smoothed out.

I counted the number of people, and I was sure that a braid was missing: "You... are you missing someone?"

Mushroom Head suddenly laughed and pointed at me.

The chair I was sitting on was pushed from behind. I turned my head stiffly and realized that it might not be me she was laughing at.

The twisted braid stretched out half of its body from between my seat and the other seat, and gently took my hand.

She reached out her other hand and handed me the lit phone.

On the phone screen is Jin Jiamin's phone number.

I was so shocked that I covered my mouth and didn't even dare to scream. I almost fell off the seat and fell to the floor.

The moonlight fell from the high windows of the theater and shone on her pale face.

Her lifeless, dead fish eyes flickered in front of me, and then she smiled strangely at me.

"Aren't you going to call?"

"I'll give you a call..."

How dare I ask for it.

"No, thank you," I quickly squeezed out a smile and waved my hands, "I know the way, and someone is waiting for me."

The braid was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head sadly.

The next moment, she suddenly grabbed my arm angrily and yelled at me loudly: "You hit me! Why don't you hit me again!?"

I was so frightened that I tried my best to break away her hand, and almost crawled out of the theater.

When I left the theater, the first thing I saw was not Jin Jiamin, but the men who pushed the door out of the store next door.

I looked around in a panic, and saw a familiar figure across the road—Jin Jiamin!

I can't control that much at the moment, anyway, there is no one without a car, seeing that it is the red signal light, I rushed over without hesitation.

"What's wrong with you? What are you doing in such a hurry?" Jin Jiamin was a little surprised when he saw me.

She was afraid that I would not be able to stop, so she wanted to reach out to help me, and I dragged her to run together.

"??! Cheng Shuxin?" Jin Jiamin was a little scared, and ran away with me before he could react, "What are you doing?!"

"Don't ask! Run, don't stop!!" I don't know how to explain.

In short, I want to take you out of danger.

There was already the sound of running leather shoes behind me, and I didn't dare to look back.

I don't want to see their ugly faces anymore, I don't want to be touched by their dirty hands anymore, I don't want to fall into their arms again!

That's not an embrace, that's a hell where life is worse than death...

"Ah...!" The man grinned grimly, and stretched out his hand to grab Jin Jiamin's blond hair fluttering in the wind. She screamed in pain, raised her short high heel and kicked at the man's place.

The man howled and stopped chasing.

I put my arms around Jin Jiamin's shoulders and pushed her in front of me so that she could run faster.

Like last time, we faced endless Wanlian roads, and we couldn't escape no matter what.

"Ah! My grass??"

Jin Jiamin sprained suddenly, I pulled her, and naturally stopped: "What's wrong?"

"My heel is stuck in the ground!" She looked up at me with some breakdown.

She pumped vigorously several times, without success.

She tried to untie the shoes, but within ten meters the men grabbed us.

My eyes were red, and I ruthlessly tore off her shoelaces, and finally dragged her to flee again before they approached.

Because they were too close, the leading fat man easily grabbed Jin Jiamin's hair.

Jin Jiamin was almost desperate: "I swear, if I can go back alive, I will cut my hair!"

She couldn't break free, so she let go of my hand and pushed me before being pulled into the arms of the wretched man.

I used her strength and took advantage of the man's complacency to pull her back.

In silent despair, girls can also explode.

"Don't let me go, run together if you want to live." I gritted my teeth.

Although running with a barefoot person is a burden, I really didn't think about letting her go.

She cried, not because she was moved, but because she was afraid.

Even me, who is indifferent to life and death, would be afraid of them, and she, a little girl, would not be afraid of them.

"No, I can't run far, Cheng Shuxin," she wiped away her tears, and tried her best to show me a bright smile, "Let me go, run, I can't die."

The man behind her had already pinched her by the back of the neck, she struggled to break free from my hand, and was dragged into the pack of wolves in the next second.

The men surrounded her like hungry wolves and tore through her last line of defense in her hysteria.

I turned around with my head covered, and the things in front of me turned into phantoms.

They only cared about devouring Jin Jiamin on the ground, and no longer paid attention to me on the side.

And me, what am I doing?

I didn't run away, I shouldn't run away, and I couldn't run away.

I want to save her, I can't go.

I tried to take two steps, but once I took a step, my eyes shattered like a crushed mirror.

In the end, I couldn't hold it anymore, and I fell to the ground unconscious.

"Who will save her..."

"despair"