Original Novel "Adult" Volume 1 Chapter 35 Dead End (Part 1)

A person, there are two eyes, when our eyes function normally, we can see any color, object, people and animals in the world presented in front of the eyes of any thing, but each person has only two eyes, the horizontal perspective of the human one-eye can reach up to 156 degrees, the horizontal perspective of the eyes is up to 188 degrees, our vision is always limited, in this 360-degree zero dead angle world, we always have an invisible side, there is always something invisible, people can rejoice for the immediate benefits, But we can't see the deficit behind it, we can rejoice in the scenery we can see, but we can't see the dirt in the corner, what we see, what we can't see, which makes up this complex world.

Some people say that life is a struggle, people fight for life, and then fight for better life, and then fight for interests and rights, the arena is always full of gunpowder, victory and defeat are often in a moment, the world can not say how fair, all victories and defeats have begun to implicate more relationships, people's eyes have changed, people's hearts are also changing.

Trembling, everyone was trembling, in this dark night, the invisible people were trembling, it was a kind of fear from the heart, this unexpected situation was really too sudden, although they realized that something was bound to happen, but they could not imagine that things would be so fast and so serious, and their movements were too fast.

What are we going to do? A tired and faint voice came out faintly in the darkness.

After so many years of persistence, this time it has fallen short, and I can't hold my breath like this! The anger in the air that could not be concealed drifted away, but the night was too dark.

Something like this has happened, and we can only choose to protect ourselves now.

Is it so hard that what we've been doing isn't for self-preservation? Mockery in the dark is always more different. For these seemingly innocuous insistences, self-deprecation also seems to become a motivation to keep yourself going.

A newspaper was thrown on the coffee table in the middle, and the gray-white newspaper appeared very bright and conspicuous in the dark, with the headline "Famous Tea House Fire" printed on it.

Do you think this has something to do with this incident? Didn't the police prove it to be an accident?

It's not that simple. The third man finally spoke. Looking at the time when these two things happened, I always feel that there will be some connection.

Isn't that time for us to talk about this? Let's study what we should do next.

The man's mind suddenly resurfaced with that beloved face, the dark night, and only her company would be at ease. He was tired of this hypocrisy of not knowing the purpose and the reason.

Could it be that "they" did it?

What are you talking about?

The things in the newspapers, they did not dare.

The people in the darkness were silent, they put away their original trembling, should they have thought of "them" a long time ago? We hide in the darkness, but they hide in the darkness that can't even appear in the darkness, they can't hold their breath, will it be our turn next time?

If not, make a desperate bet.

Where are those other people? For so many years, never found any trace, they are invisible as good, where is it?

Are you talking about "observers"? They shouldn't have interfered, but it was said that they were all-pervasive, after all, it was the man's men.

The night was cold enough, but the chill in the hearts of several people spread infinitely, and they began to shiver again, whether it was because of fear or cold, no one could say clearly.

Or go to her, his heart, suddenly burst with warmth.