Chapter 5 The job of catching mice

Mom got closer and closer, the resentment in her eyes was like substance, and all the scenery around her became vaguely distorted and distorted, like the look of a nightmare.

So, it s not actually everything that has become normal ...

He remembered what Yang Jia had told him earlier, that it was only because he had killed Jiang Cheng before that the world had given him less than a day's grace before returning to a state of malice?

Then, what should he do with himself now?

The heart began to beat heavier and heavier at some point, and a stream of blood squeezed into the brain.

"This place, is this Xiao clamor's home?"

But just as this panic and uneasiness was brewing, almost causing Xiao clamor's panic to flare up again, suddenly a voice rang out behind him.

Xiao clamor turned around with some surprise, and saw Yang Jia, who was wearing a white shirt and jeans, wearing a white baseball cap and carrying a box of bird's nest, smiling as she looked over toward the courtyard.

The mood suddenly relaxed, like seeing a savior.

"This ..."

Not waiting for Xiao clamor to say something with palpitations, the "mother" who had just walked out of the yard, her expression was also obviously a bit stunned.

The indignation and resentment on her face quickly dissipated in a very short period of time, like changing her face.

First some confusion, and then some surprise to Xiao clamor said: "This child is ...".

Xiao clamor has not yet answered, see Yang Jia has already brushed from his side, smiled and greeted: "Auntie hello, my name is Yang Jia, is Xiao clamor's high school classmate."

"Aiya, hello hello ..."

Mom was obviously a bit frazzled, hurriedly greeted Yang Jia in, "Come and sit, child, look, Xiao clamor didn't say a word to me, this home is messy ..."

"Auntie you don't have to be polite, I'll just drink water ..."

"..."

Xiao clamor almost a little stagnant, looking at Yang Jia and mom walked into the house, like a real, come to the home as a guest of old classmates.

And at this time the mother, also acted completely without the appearance that the devil should have, she warmly greeted Yang Jia sat down, then went back to the house to change out of her work clothes, as if she also combed her hair, after chatting for a few moments, but also enthusiastically invited Yang Jia to stay for dinner, Xiao clamor watched as she pushed herself into the house to accompany Yang Jia to talk, while happily going out to buy food, all of which felt the contrast, so strong as to be untrue.

"Xiao mom, going grocery shopping now?"

"Yes, it's not that the child's classmates are here, I'll make some delicious food for them."

"Ouch, that is looking for Xiao clamor? The girl is so pretty. ..."

"Yes, Xiao clamor's high school classmates, this child, have female classmates to come to the home do not know to say hello, I do not even a little preparation."

"..."

Far outside the yard, came the sound of his mother greeting the neighbors, Xiao huang sat on the sofa, only to feel a little absurd.

"What is she doing?"

"..."

"Being a parent, which one doesn't care about the issue of their child finding a date?"

Yang Jia had a somewhat mysterious smile on her face, quietly sitting on the sofa, and softly said, "Especially, you don't seem to have many friends?"

Xiao clamor felt absurd: "But ..."

"Like I said, they're usually the same as normal people, before malice strikes, always playing their roles faithfully."

Yang Jia smiled and looked at Xiao Xiang, saying, "And getting along with them is the first lesson you have to learn, we have to learn both to find truth in each other and to adapt to the falsehood of this world."

"Otherwise, you will live a miserable life."

"There was once a person of ours who chose to self-destruct because he couldn't stand such falseness, and I don't want you to follow his old path."

"..."

Xiao clamor fell silent, he couldn't understand this yet, but first he wrote this sentence down.

"Also ..."

Yang Jia suddenly also looked like she was a bit curious, and her gaze gently fell on Xiao clamor, "I'm actually wondering, if, just now, I didn't show up in time, what would you have done?"

"What to do?"

Xiao clamor thought of the scene at the entrance of the courtyard where he had just faced his "mother" alone, and quietly gazed into Yang Jia's eyes.

After a long time, he whispered, "Of course it's to turn your head and run away ..."

"Oh?"

Yang Jia raised her eyebrows and said, "But she's about to turn into a monster that devours you ..."

"But she has the look of a mom after all ..."

Xiao clamor didn't know what Yang Jia was doing by asking this, and just rubbed his face somewhat tiredly and said, "What can I do besides running away?"

Yang Jia didn't answer, but her expression just seemed to relax a lot.

...

...

Xiao clamor originally thought that when he saw Yang Jia again, he could hurry up and ask all the doubts in his heart.

But I didn't expect that she, who came over this time, actually really stayed home for a meal like she was visiting an old classmate. Mom also made a table of sumptuous food, both braised meat and dry roasted fish, but also mysteriously from her cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine that is said to be high-grade goods, and Yang Jia is also polite and gentle to accompany her to talk, patiently responding to her mother to her grandchildren eighteen generations of sidetracking ...

He himself was acting like an outsider.

However, Xiao clamor had not eaten anything all day and was indeed hungry, seeing that Yang Jia could eat without worrying, he then also nonchalantly started to eat.

That said, in fact, he has been eating for so many years, if there was a problem, there would have been a problem long ago, this one day without food, in fact, it's all the aftereffects of yesterday's shock.

After eating, Yang Jia accompanied her mom and chatted for a while before politely saying that she wanted to go back and let Xiao clamor send herself off.

"Go."

Mom pointed outside with a gesture that she hated to say that not only do you have to go, it's best if you don't come back at night: "Send the person Xiao Yang back home, it's not safe at night now."

In response Yang Jia could only say with a bit of embarrassment, "Just call me Jia Jia."

...

...

Under the cold street light, Xiao clamor and instinctively put the hood on his head, and Yang Jia two people to pull the shadow to a long time.

Said deliberately laughed: "You see, your mom does love you very much, moreover, your family's condition is quite good, the house in this area is very expensive."

"What time is it that you're still discussing house prices with me?"

Xiao clamor was a little helpless, after a long time, he whispered, "I went out to look at the day today, want to verify that this world is not real ..."

"After all, I haven't gone out for a long time before ..."

"..."

Yang Jia smiled at his words, his good-looking eyes looking at Xiao clamor: "Still wondering if something is wrong with you?"

Xiao clamor was silent.

Yeah, compared to this world going crazy, it's still more reasonable to go crazy yourself ...

"Believe in yourself, young man."

Yang Jia looked at him frowning in deep thought, but couldn't help but smile, patting his shoulder and saying, "Subconsciously doubting yourself is also a reasonable and common reaction."

"But you won't think that way after I've brought you to meet 'him'."

"Him?"

Xiao clamor jerked his head up, "Who is it?"

However, Yang Jia just gently raised his index finger to his lips and shushed him, signaling that he didn't need to ask more questions, and turned his head to look at a place.

Xiao clamor then realized that he had accompanied Yang Jia for a long time, but instead of seeing her car parked at the intersection, he was walking towards a subway station.

In the subway station, there was no longer a subway that would stop, but there were still many homeless people, cowering in the corners.

Everywhere was the pungent smell of urine with the putrid odor that came from nowhere.

Xiao clamor came here during the day, and sighed that even in the world after death, there were still so many people who needed to squeeze into the subway to go to work, which was really an exceptionally horrible thing.

But now that he followed Yang Jia here, he realized that the lights here were blindingly pale and flickered from time to time due to unstable voltage. Whenever the subway passed by quickly, the shadows reflected in the windows always made people feel like their bodies were being twisted or stretched.

The surrounding crowd was groggy, and everyone carried a zombie-like sense of muddle and stagnation.

Xiao Xiang subconsciously followed Yang Jia closely, only to see her gaze sweeping over the various people inside, as if she was admiring some scenery.

They came all the way to a certain homeless man who was sleeping blindfolded and stood still.

Looking at the man with a pungent odor, she put on a smile and said, "Hello."

The homeless man slowly removed the indistinguishable color quilt covering his head after a while, only revealing a pair of eyes that stared blankly at Yang Jia's stunning face.

"Who are you?"

He snapped in a low voice, his voice sharp, as if he were a child.

"Someone who collects money to do things."

Yang Jia smiled and replied, "Someone paid me earlier to do a job of catching rats."

The person under the quilt was silent for a long time, suddenly, he sat up violently, the dirty quilt on his body slipped off, and he looked dully at Yang Jia, "Who is a rat?"

Xiao clamor subconsciously took a step back, full of vigilance.

But it was not until then that he saw clearly the person under the quilt, not a monster, just a homeless man who could be seen everywhere, his body was thin, with only a stomach slightly bulging, his limbs were slender, his skin was a grayish brown color that lacked nutrients for many years, and there were a few bottles of wine placed around him, as if it was because of Yang Jia's sudden visit, he was a little bit nervous and trembled, and subconsciously shrunk towards the corner.

The smile on Yang Jia's face became even hotter, as if he was carefully looking at the homeless man in front of him, and then nodded lightly.

She opened her satchel, took out a gun with an extremely cold temperament from it, stuffed it into Xiao Huan's hand at random, and said, "Kill him."

"Kill him?"

Feeling the cold touch of the gun coming from the palm of his hand, Xiao was really startled by the scream.

Yang Jia nodded slightly, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Xiao Huan turned his head to look at the homeless man, who seemed to hear their conversation, and shrank back in fear.

There was still an expression of disbelief on his face, but he suddenly raised his gun, aimed it at the homeless man's chest, and pulled the trigger one after another.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", "Bang".

Yang Jia: "?