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Chapter Eleven: A Beautiful Day(2/3)

Resurrection from the dead is a blessing in life. Of course, it is worth a reward for such a blessing.

But those favorite foods on weekdays are tasteless in your mouth.

No, it’s not tasteless, it’s simply unpalatable.

Even boiled water becomes hard to swallow.

I was obviously thirsty, but I didn't dare to drink water.

I was obviously very hungry, but I couldn't eat the food.

The worst thing is that Zhang Jiang was a little scared when he looked at this bright world.

He longs for the night.

"Dingling..."

The ringtone for kindergarten school finally rang, and Zhang Jiang, who was standing and waiting in the bright light, was actually very painful.

But for the sake of my daughter, everything is patient.

The wife said to her daughter yesterday: Dad has gone far away... she will stay there for a long time.

The wife also said that her daughter cried and asked her father to tell stories.

Zhang Tongtong, who is still in kindergarten, still cannot understand death.

Zhang Jiang came home today and felt very sad when he heard his wife telling this.

But if I could get my daughter today, I guess she would be very happy.

Soon, Zhang Jiang saw the figure he wanted to see the most.

The little girl was wearing overalls and clothes with the pattern of sick peach meatballs, and her little face was a little baby-fat.

She looked in a certain direction and saw her father at a glance in the crowd.

At that moment, the little girl suddenly started to cry, crying and laughing.

"dad!"

"Tongtong!"

Zhang Jiang was also very happy, the pain under the light, and the hunger and thirst of being unable to eat or drink...

All dissipated at this moment.

He quickly received his own baby and hugged her and turned around.

The bright sunshine shines on the father and daughter, the tears of joy, the childish and innocent smile...

If this scene is taken and placed at the photography exhibition, it will inevitably remind people of the various bonds with their father when they were young.

But I only saw the ephemeral in the cerebral area.

The better things are, the shorter they are.

"laugh."

When Zhang Jiang was holding his little daughter and thanking God for not taking everything away.

Suddenly he heard the laughter of the young woman in his mind again.

It's the kind of laughter that I've discovered my prey.

"So delicious, kid."

"Brother, I know this kindergarten. I didn't expect this dog to be so willing to spend money."

Zhang Jiang's pupils shrank, his eyes full of horror.

Who is it?

Who is talking in his mind?

Blood was crazily bursting out from his eyes, which were originally normal.

It's like red parasites dormant in white skin.

Soon, there was only a red spot in Zhang Jiang's eyes.

"Tongtong...I'm sorry..."

He felt something was wrong, no, it should be said that it was very uncomfortable.

The woman's voice was like a thought in his mind. She said a few words, but it was only a moment.

In this short moment, hunger, thirst, pain towards light... a hundred times more!

His beautiful and short life is over.

From this moment on, he was a rotten dog.

At the moment when his will was about to dissipate... he only felt the tender flesh he was holding...

Very fragrant.

"Go and take a bite. Such a child can do it in one bite."

"Good dog, go."

"The barriers between children are not that deep. She will know the children of rich people, right? It's exciting to think about it."

"We will be able to punish those damn rich people."

"This is a springboard, so, brother, give the order and let the dog bite it!"

"Bite!"

The voice in my mind seemed to be talking to someone.

This "brother" obviously does not refer to Zhang Jiang.

Zhang Jiang is just the dog in the woman's words.

He could not resist the will of this woman, it was like a command that had to be executed!

The daughter looked at his scarlet eyes, not afraid, but asked with a worried look: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Dad, you look so tired. Let's go home!"

At this moment, Zhang Jiang was in great pain, as if he watched his soul dissipate bit by bit.

"I'm sorry... Tongtong! Sorry! Come... go... go!"

The painful face became ferocious, and the next second, he opened his mouth like a beast showing his fangs.

"ah!"

Screams came. Outside Chengxin Kindergarten, panic came.

...

...

Liver area, unknown area.

"I'm so annoying! Where did you rush out of the dead poor guy! You're bad for me!"

A girl in fashionable clothes, with yellow hair and heavy makeup, screamed in anger in a room that was almost dull.

She is the typical bad girl, and if the lights are bright, she can even see tattoos printed on her arms and chest, as well as tongue nails.

But she... does not exist.

Or to say that there are many rotten dogs hidden in this dark room... she has no body.

She only has voice.

This sound exists in their minds.

But only one man could see her.

The man's name is Zhao Qurui.

Zhao Qurui was very thin, some of the flesh on his body was bloody, and some were purple, as if it had been rotten for a long time.

He looked at the girl with pampering eyes:

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Although the little girl was not bitten, the person who saved her was also bitten."

"I don't know who it is. A person suddenly appeared. Don't even save a little ghost you don't know. I guess he must be a poor ghost. Humph, it's worth biting."

The girl was angry.

In her perception, such people who are brave and brave are often poor.

After all, the rich are cherishing their lives.

She was already impatient.

She wants to corrode more people and wants to corrode everything.

Let this world be filled with slaves of your own.
To be continued...
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