Qiao Feng put away the money and took another breath of cigarette from his mouth. He looked at the direction of his home, shook his head, feeling that there was no need to go back deliberately. The so-called home was just an empty shell, and even the door lock was broken. It would be safer to put the money around him.

After smoking the cigarette in his mouth, Qiao Feng spit out the cigarette butt and stepped it out with his feet. He glanced at the clock in the park. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, so it was time to find an Internet cafe for a night.

Thinking of this, Qiao Feng walked out of the small bushes, shook out a cigarette again, lit it, and started smoking. He walked slowly under the night, thinking about which Internet cafe to go to. After thinking about it, he took a step and walked in one direction.

It was a little cold at night.

The nights in the park seem particularly cold.

A gust of wind blew, and Qiao Feng couldn't help but tremble. He stumbled his arm. Perhaps it was the blood that had been killed on his face that made him feel so cold, so he couldn't help but reach out and wipe it.

It was at this moment that he saw some lights appearing at the corner in front.

It was a convenience store.

After thinking about it, Qiao Feng took a sip of the cigarette from his mouth. Then, he crawled into the bushes again, broke down a branch that was used as a wooden stick, knocked it on the ground twice, and walked towards the convenience store.

At the corner, Qiao Feng hid behind a trash can and observed the situation around the convenience store. He had to wait until there was no one around before he went up to implement his plan. However, what made him a little anxious was that there were not many people in the convenience store. There was a little girl about twelve years old who was standing in front of the cashier, with her slightly dark blue pupils staring at the bun rack next to the cashier, staring at the buns inside.

Looking at the little girl, Qiao Feng couldn't help but be stunned. Her skin was very white, but she had long hair that was almost close to her heels. Combined with her black clothes, she looked like an elf in the dark.

Her childish face was filled with a little longing. She was holding a very small baby bear in her hand.

Very dirty and very broken baby bear.

Judging from her height, she seems to be only as old as eleven or twelve years old. But from that behavior, she looks even more childish.

"Little sister, what do you want to buy?"

The clerk, who was about twenty, smiled and asked.

Qiao Feng took a sip of cigarettes, leaned against the trash can, waiting for the little girl to buy things and leave.

The little girl was still staring at the bun rack, especially the bamboo shoot meat buns inside, and couldn't help but swallow.

"Bamboo shoots, meat buns...two..."

The little girl seemed a little timid. She opened her mouth and carefully expressed her hope.

The clerk smiled, clamped two buns with plastic bags and handed them over.

"Two fours."

Qiao Feng in the dark took a sip of cigarettes, exposed his head from behind the trash can, and peeked at him. He prayed in his heart that this little girl would buy good things and leave quickly.

However, the little girl did not take the bun. She stared at the plastic bag blankly. After a moment, she put her hand into her pocket and took it out. But she took it out for a long time and only took out two yuan.

“…………………………I only have two yuan…”

The little girl's face was a little nervous and she said in a deeper voice.

"Well...this is that?"

The clerk thought for a while, took out a bamboo shoot meat bag, and said, "How about buying one?"

Qiao Feng took a puff of cigarette again, waiting a little impatiently.

The girl looked at the steaming bamboo shoot meat buns. After thinking about it, she asked childishly: "One, I'm full, won't I go hungry?"

The clerk was stunned, and Qiao Feng in the dark was stunned for a moment.

"Well... maybe not enough."

After thinking about it, the clerk finally smiled awkwardly and said, "Let's do it, little sister. I have two white steamed buns here, just one yuan each. If you buy two, the money is just right, and it can fill your stomach, okay?"

Qiao Feng took a sip of cigarette, exhaled the last sip of cigarette ring, and pressed the cigarette butt on the ground.

But the little girl there hesitated for a long time, her eyes wandering back and forth between the bamboo shoots and the white steamed buns. Finally, her eyes were red and she nodded.

After buying steamed buns, the little girl turned around and left. The clerk who had done his last business also began to clean up the shop. However, Qiao Feng in the dark threw down the branches in his hand, passed by the convenience store, and silently followed the little girl walking slowly.

The night is very thick.

The lights in the park seem to be a little malfunctioning, and they are sometimes light and sometimes gone.

This made the path in the park look even colder. In the dark, something seemed to be ready to go, and would rush out anytime and anywhere, devouring everything with darkness...

In front, the little girl was walking, biting the tasteless steamed bun in small mouthfuls.

For her, perhaps the most gloomy darkness in the world is gradually coming slowly...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little girl chewed intently. She seemed to have no idea that the light around her was getting darker and darker. She chewed a few bites, closed her eyes, and said to the steamed bun in her hand--

"Well, bamboo shoot meat buns are delicious. This is the bamboo shoot meat buns. Oh woo."

Childish voice, small and weak.

But just as she opened her mouth again and was about to bite the "bamboo shoot meat bun" in her hand...

A huge hand suddenly covered her mouth from behind and quickly dragged her into the woods next to her. The poor little girl was covered by darkness before she even had time to make a call...

In the bushes, Qiao Feng held the little girl like a wild beast. He snatched the white steamed bun in the little girl's hand and bit it in his mouth. But maybe it was because the smoke smell in his mouth was too strong, and the tasteless steamed bun was hard to swallow! He spit out the steamed buns in his mouth and threw the remaining steamed buns and plastic bags aside. Next, he reached out to tear the clothes on the little girl's body.

"Woooooooooooooo! My...my bamboo shoot meat bun! Bamboo shoot meat bun!"

Faced with Qiao Feng's madness, the little girl seemed to have never thought about the danger she was facing now. She started crying, but her hands stretched out toward the two light steamed buns that were thrown by Qiao Feng on the ground. Qiao Feng snorted, stretched out his hand to cover her mouth, and his fingers began to tear the little girl's skirt.

Does he know what he is doing?

Maybe I know, maybe I don't.

However, what does it matter if you know it? Anyway, your feelings have long been numb. What consequences will your behavior cause? So what? All this is meaningless at all. The only meaningful thing is your current behavior, which is completely instinctive.

With a tearing sound, the girl's long skirt was torn, and the underwear she was wearing was torn off by Qiao Feng. Now, everything is ready, and there is no need to consider what will happen next.

But just as Qiao Feng was about to throw away the underwear and take off his pants...

He felt something strange.

And this strange thing came from my right hand that I just tore up the girl's underwear.

The hands are very dirty.

The dirty ones are almost described as full of filth.

After seeing this scene, he realized that the little girl was wearing not a black dress. But the clothes on her body turned black because they were too dirty.

Qiao Feng stood there in a daze.

The cold eyes were still staring at the girl in front of her, and the hand that was stuck in her throat slowly relaxed.

After getting rid of the shackles, the first thing the little girl had to do was not to cover her body without covering her clothes. On the contrary, she crawled towards the white steamed buns that were already covered with mud. When she arrived next to the steamed buns, she sobbed and picked up the steamed buns that were already covered with mud and could no longer eat. She couldn't help but start to cry.

"Bamboo Shoots and Meat Bun...Woooo..."

Chewing tears, she opened her mouth and sent the cold steamed buns covered with mud into her mouth...

The darkness of the bushes was like a weird beast. It opened its mouth and waved its sharp minions to cover everything under its territory.

The tasteless steamed bun looks like a dirty stone under the tiny lips.

But she was still eating.
Chapter completed!