Night falls, and the lights of thousands of homes are on the verge of lights!

The nights in Xi'an City are always very lively. I walk alone on the streets, and darkness has become my best cover. At this time, I should sit in a chair, chat with people I know or don't know casually, watch the news, etc. It is a plain and beautiful life.

Sometimes I fantasize about having an adventure, living a thrilling life like Spider-Man or Batman, but it is often in a dream, and everything ends when I wake up. But when I really encounter this kind of thing, I realize that it is not fun at all.

I need to find a place to settle down. As an otaku I have only been to a bar once or twice and never went to a nightclub. But everything is the first time, and I am already homeless tonight.

I have forgotten how I got in and don’t know how much wine I drank. I feel that the noisy music was drumming in my ears, and the cup was filled with foam, one cup after another. It seems that only in this way can I forget everything.

In the center of the stage are pairs of men and women, twisting their bodies and indulging in the silence. Under the ever-changing lights, it is like a group of demons dancing. Opposite me is a man, who should have been drunk, and I can't hear clearly what he is talking about.

I looked at this twisted world with drunken eyes, shook my head, and sighed that my alcohol tolerance seemed to have improved. I used to fall down after drinking one bottle, but there were already more than a dozen bottles of wine on the table. I staggered towards the toilet, and then lie on the table where I was washing my hands and started to retching.

"Beauty, why did you come to the men's bathroom?" A despicable voice sounded behind me.

"Get out!" I simply responded.

"It's quite personality, my buddy likes it!" The guy walked towards me.

I looked back and realized that I seemed to have encountered a hooligan. I usually hide from such people whenever I see them. Maybe it is the effect of alcohol, or maybe it is because of my pressure this day. If I don’t vent, I think I will collapse. So I went up to me drunk. The hooligan reached out and wanted to hold my shoulder. I fisted at him indiscriminately, and then...

The gangster's body flew up and fell to the corner of the toilet. He looked at me incredibly. I didn't expect that the burly gangster who looked so burly could not help but beat him. He was stunned for a moment. The gangster got up and ran out, shouting loudly while running, as if he wanted to call all his brothers over.

I knew I couldn't stay in this place anymore, so I rushed out all the way, mixed with the man's scolding and the woman's screams, and I didn't stop until I ran far away.

As the night wind blew, I calmed down, and the effect of alcohol gradually faded. I sat on the ground leaning against the wall thinking about what had happened just now. In a hurry, my wig was gone, and my clothes were cut a few cuts. There was a stinky ditch not far away, emitting a stench. This should be a vegetable market.

I quietly hid in this place, feeling like a wild beast trapped in this city and couldn't get out at all. This mood made me fall into despair, looking up at the distant starry sky, hoping that it was so far away from me, I just wanted to live a normal life.

In an instant, I felt that this city that had been living for five years became so strange. I had never squatted beside the vegetable market and looked at the stars. This made me start to examine my state from another perspective. How should I live?

Today’s experience made me realize that my body has undergone tremendous changes. I have power beyond my imagination. I can run very fast, see far, drink more than a dozen bottles of wine but still not drunk. I can knock down a strong man at will, can...

But because of this, I was hunted down. The whole city had no place for me. The government would not allow a monster to live in the crowd. It was like putting a wolf in a group of sheep. I would be locked up for research or killed like I saw last night.

I am also worried that my physical changes will turn into a monster, lose my mind and kill people at will, just like those horror movies on TV, becoming a monster who is not a human. I can't get rid of this horror idea, nor can I stay here all the time. Before dawn, I have to think of a solution. I don't want to live in the darkness or in the sewer all the time.

I curled up and tried to shrink my body as much as possible. This was not for warmth, but for myself to feel safe. In this brightly lit city, I could only hide in the dark and pray silently. Then I touched a note. In the pocket of this women's sportswear, it was Mu Shanshan's phone number. She asked me to find her when I really couldn't do anything about it.

I have no idea about this girl I just met, but I think she is quite interesting and a very enthusiastic person. Now she has become my only savior, so I can only choose to believe her, although I don’t know if she is being monitored now.

In order to prevent being followed, I didn't bring my cell phone, so I could only sort out my clothes and walked out of the darkness. I wanted to find a convenience store in this residential area, where public telephone services are usually provided. Unfortunately, there is no one here, so I could only stop people on the street and tell them that I was robbed and wanted to borrow their mobile phones to contact friends. No one paid attention to me, and they all watched me run away from a distance.

I can understand their worries. In the middle of the night, a man in a rags suddenly asked for their cell phone. If it were the original, I would hide away, for fear of meeting a robber.

I wandered helplessly on the streets and had to avoid the police from time to time. Sometimes it was hard to imagine the situation of the fugitive without personally experiencing it. It was a feeling of being helpless and exhausted.

Want to grab a cell phone?

I kept struggling deep down. I was a good person, not a robber, but I really needed a mobile phone. No one was willing to help me. I just took it over and used it, and I would still return it to him. This was not really a robber, it was just a borrower. I was a good person.

Want to grab it? Or don’t?

On this helpless night, my moral bottom line began to decline, I began to blur the boundaries between right and wrong, and I went to grab a phone accurately.

At a corner, I saw a young man with dyed hair, humming a song and walking towards me arrogantly. I reached out from the darkness to grab him, covered his mouth with one hand and searched his pocket with the other, and then took his cell phone and ran towards the darkness in panic.
Chapter completed!