"I, I want to go to the toilet." Facing Chi Yingxue's father's "careful" look back, Kuang Jinxin lied for the first time.

The uneasiness and uneasiness in his heart slowly gathered into a familiar and unfamiliar voice, constantly talking to him - escape, Xiao Sijin, run away quickly!

The sweet orange smell is coming again.

"The toilet? Of course." Chi Yingxue's father turned around and walked back, pulled Kuang Jinxin's hand, with gentle lines at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were as gentle as water. "There is in the room in front, where you sit there, I'll help you call Chi Yingxue."

After speaking, before Jin Xin could speak, he took a step forward and walked straight towards the door of the corner not far away.

His hands are very big and powerful, and he holds Kuang Jinxin firmly. At first glance, it looks like it is sung in a family cartoon, holding big hands, with a kind of family warmth.

But only Kuang Jinxin could feel that the oppressive force that was indescribable was almost half-forced to the room, and he used some force in secret, trying to pull his hand out, and the force that would be more clamped against him.

"Uncle Chi...Uncle Chi... You don't have to do this, I'll just follow you..." Kuang Jinxin tactfully reminded the other party to let go, but he looked directly at the man in front of him and ignored him.

The dim moonlight cast a shadow on his face, and even if he did not frown, there was still a lingering gloom.

Kuang Jinxin looked at him and suddenly thought of the second grade class teacher of elementary school.

He was a woman who was "easy to explode". In fact, she was not good at controlling her emotions, and her emotions were easily out of control. The classmates at that time did not understand these things, and they knew that any small matters could make her angry. So she nicknamed her "dynamite barrel".

Once the "dynamite barrel" is blown up, some students will be unlucky. They either grab their ears and go to the corridor to stand or slap their homework books. Sometimes they are very angry and just hold a slut or ruler to greet children who are only seven or eight years old.

Kuang Jinxin was very obedient, never made mistakes, and never got beaten, so he was not afraid of this teacher. At that time, they didn’t understand what corporal punishment was or what should be done or not, and they thought that the teacher was absolutely authoritative, and that if he made a mistake, he should be punished.

Until one time, he brought a small bag of tea to school. It was the first time he helped his grandparents to stir-fry tea. He said it was helping, but in fact he just squatted beside the big pot to help watch the fire. But after the frying, he was also happy, so his grandmother wrapped some for him. He kept it away like a treasure, and took it at home, school, and secretly opened it to smell it in class.

Just one time he was distracted and was caught by the explosive barrel. She forced him to the corridor and snatched his tea leaves and threw them into his face. He cried and squatted down to pick up the tea leaves. She shouted, "Did I let you move?" He was so scared that he stood up immediately and didn't even dare to cry. She reached out and slapped him in the face, slapped him several times, and then pinched him, pinching him wherever he hurt.

That was the first time. Kuang Jinxin knew what fear was, which was more terrifying than all the monsters and monsters imagined in childhood. He still remembers that she was dyed with red nails.

There are so many beautiful reds, flowers, maple leaves, colored pens, hawthorn cakes in childhood... but this one is really the one that leaves a mark.

The sound of the door panel being pushed open pulled back Kuang Jinxin's thoughts.

Chi Yingxue's father took him into a room that was somewhat similar to the reception room in the front yard. There was a sofa and a coffee table in the center, a few green plants were placed in the corner, and a bookshelves and a cabinet stood beside the wall.

The extremely dark light made every piece of furniture look just the outline and didn’t feel anything. But when I saw it slowly, Kuang Jinxin realized that the sofa was black leather, the coffee table was a modern-style stone countertop, and the bookshelf and cabinet were Chinese mahogany.

The completely different styles are placed in the same room, and the painting style is weird and fragmented.

"Sit." Chi Yingxue's father finally let go of his hand and politely asked Qun Xin to sit down.

Kuang Jinxin stood at the place where he had just entered the door, and his feet were not moving. He stared at the other party in a daze and reminded: "The toilet is...?"

Chi Yingxue's father said there was a toilet in this room, but Kyu Jinxin looked around but didn't find the bathroom door.

The man seemed to have not heard his question and repeated: "Sit down."

This time there was one more word than before, but his tone changed from being polite to a faint command.

Kuang Jinxin's throat was tight and his heart was panicked. The huge pressure that came to his face made him almost dare not look at the man again.

He couldn't describe that feeling, like a high-voltage power grid above his head, intimidating you, coercing you, and making you have to follow the established route.

After swallowing with difficulty, he walked to the sofa with a hard time and sat down slowly.

"That's right," the man smiled satisfied, "Children, you should listen to adults."

"I'll go find Chi Yingxue," the man turned around and walked outside the door. Before closing the door, he slowly reminded him again, "You can wait here, don't run around."

The door panel was slowly closed.

There was no sound of footsteps outside the door.

Kuang Jinxin sat on the sofa, gasping slightly, sweating his palms, but his spine was straight and he didn't dare to move.

After a while, the footsteps finally rang out, drifting away until they disappeared.

Kuang Jinxin collapsed, as if he had just run ten thousand meters, and his physical strength was completely overdrawn from the inside to the outside.

But soon, he cheered up again, listened carefully, and confirmed that there was no movement outside. Then he quietly got up and tiptoed to the door.

He had to run. Why? I don't know. He knew that if there were a hundred ways to find Chi Yingxue, it would definitely not be a good way to pass Chi Yingxue's father.

He couldn't explain the reason, but he would rather believe in the sixth sense!

Looking out through the crack of the door, the veranda was empty.

The dark clouds seemed to fade, and the moonlight shone on the corridor columns, making them brighter and brighter.

Kuang Jinxin raised his hand to touch the door panel and pushed it away very gently and carefully. The speed was so cautious that he could hardly hear the sound of the door panel hinge.

He carefully controlled the speed, and finally waited until the door panel quietly opened to an angle of about 30°, allowing one person to enter and exit, and then he held his breath and stepped sideways out of the threshold.

He didn't dare to move too much or too fast, just like the slow motion in the movie, rubbing out a little bit, and finally he came out of the door, and then he gently closed the door.

He exhaled silently and long breath at the door panel. He slowly prepared all his strength and turned around to pull out his legs...

"Where do you want to go?"

In the gentle and almost doting question, Kuang Jinxin froze in place and took back his feet.

Chi Yingxue's father stood in front of him, and he came at some point. He hadn't even opened the door yet. He just turned around and closed the door for a moment, and he came, silently, like a ghost. Against the moonlight, his face was shrouded in a shadow, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth was really creepy.

"I didn't say that you were waiting here and don't run around." The man lowered his head slightly and stared at Kuang Jinxin. The warmth in his voice did not convey to his cold eyes at all.

"I'll come out... I'll find the toilet." Kuang Jinxin couldn't think of a remark. He was now in a very upset, panic and fear, along with the indescribable pressure, shorted his brain.

"Shh," Chi Yingxue's father shook his head gently, "Don't find reasons for your mistakes."

"Wait, Uncle Chi... This is so strange," Kuang Jinxin smiled stiffly, "I'm here to visit your house, how can I punish the guests..."

Chi Yingxue's father's smile gradually calmed down, and soon, even a little bit of disguised gentleness disappeared.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished," he said, as if he was announcing an imperial edict that cannot be denied, "talk back to the Lord, quibble, and be punished first."

Kuang Jinxin looked at his face and became sinister under the moonlight. Finally, he realized that it was useless to say more.

He suddenly reached out and pushed the middle-aged man hard!

While the other party was not prepared and staggered back, he turned around and ran to the left!

He didn't know where the corridor on the left led, but he only knew that the end was invisible at first sight, and it must be far enough for him to run out of the dangerous area!

But as soon as he ran two steps, his scalp suddenly felt severe pain - someone grabbed his hair tightly, barbaric and fierce!

The next second, he was pulled back by a huge force!

The middle-aged man still grabbed his hair, forced him to raise his face, raised his other big hand and slapped him hard!

Kuang Jinxin only felt his head buzzing and his eyes were losing its focus.

This violence came suddenly and for no reason, but it seemed that there were signs. Kuang Jinxin didn't know whether all the people who committed the violence had the same breath, but at this moment, he really seemed to have returned to the corridor of the second grade of elementary school.

The teacher slapped him in the face. While crying and calling me wrong, he didn't dare to move, and let the other party slap him.

The middle-aged man slapped him a second time.

The strength was completely unreserved, as if he wanted to kill him like this.

But, this slap woke Kuang Jinxin up.

He was suddenly very glad that he was no longer a child. He grew up, he was no longer so weak, and he would never cry and call me wrong again, but he only forgot to resist!

The third slap came over, with a sharp wind.

Kuang Jinxin suddenly grabbed his hand hard and bit it hard according to the tiger's mouth!

In this case, there is no time to order stationery, so I can only fight to the death!

"Tsk!" The man was in pain and pulled his hand back hard. Following his movements, the other hand holding Kuang Jinxin's hair was instinctively relaxed.

Kuang Jinxin seized the opportunity, quickly lowered his waist, and pushed hard against the other person's chest with his head, focusing on his heart!

The man changed his face in an instant and his body retreated uncontrollably.

Kuang Jinxin saw the opportunity and didn't look back to the left, running wildly in the depths of the corridor!

This time he succeeded and ran out dozens of meters in one breath, but was still not stopped!

He didn't dare and didn't have time to look back, and he just ran forward desperately, almost lacking oxygen, and there was a fishy sweetness in his throat!

But he still did not slow down, and even ran faster and faster!

A new room appeared in front of me, with the door panels emptying, leaving about an inch of dark gap.

In the flash of lightning, Kuang Jinxin chose the former between "passing directly" and "hiding into the room" - he now refuses any static space, and only when he runs can he feel safe!

The door was already beside him, and Kuang Jinxin did not slow down at all.

But what people unexpectedly expected was that a piece of white thread suddenly flew out from the crack of the door. Just as Kuang Jinxin passed by, it came out like lightning and tightly wrapped around his neck!

Kuang Jinxin felt a sharp pain in his neck, as if he was strangled with a steel wire. If he ran forward, he would definitely have to separate his body and head!

He braked urgently, and the huge inertia almost made him lose balance. As soon as he stood firm, he immediately raised his hand to grab the white line stretched out from the crack in the door!

The white thread tied his neck at one end, and the other end was still hidden in the darkness inside the door!

As soon as I grabbed the wire, Kuang Jinxin realized that the touch was wrong. It was not a steel wire or rope, but plastic, and the kind of plastic straps used to pack and tie things in shopping malls or factories!

This kind of tie-up strap is different from a rope. The rope must be knotted, but once the tip end of this tie-up strap is completely stuck, and it can be pulled tighter and tighter, but it is impossible to loosen again!

Kuang Jinxin gritted his teeth and fought against the force of pulling him inside the door, raised his arm hard, and quickly looked for stationery that could break the tie-up belt, but before he could find it, he suddenly pulled it hard inside the door!
To be continued...