The first time I lied I remembered it was in my final exams at the age of seven. At that time, he scored a 59 points, but he changed an 89 points to himself, and happily took the report card and gave it to his mother. I remember that my mother did not suspect at that time and was happy to encourage me. The second time was when Dad bought a piece of broken tofu, Mom told Dad to go back daddy and say forget it, Mom told me to take it and throw it to the buyer, I threw it halfway, came back and said yes to my mom, and she happily praised the basket and gave a grain of bubble gum.
Since then, he has been addicted to lying. These lies were made up casually, and he never imagined that he would one day encounter them.
It started with a dream: he and his mother sat on a straw mat surrounded by a white world with only an old-fashioned bubble gum self-service machine standing nearby. Mom said she couldn't stay in Hades anymore, there was nothing there.
"You've got to help me, blah blah." Mom said, "You've got to buy me a bubble gum." "Robbie scrambled through the pockets of his clothes and found nothing." Under that rock, did you find it?" Mom grabbed his hand tightly and said.
Then, the basket woke up. It was Saturday, and he woke up at five o'clock in the morning, still dark outside, but he drove to where he lived as a child.
After 20 years, the apartment building and the small garden downstairs are still the same. The stone is still there. Robbie carefully removed the stone, only to see a grapefruit-sized hole in the ground, shining brightly.
Crouching on the ground, he only touched the cold metal, it felt like a handle, he turned hard, and there was a change around him.
Exactly like his dream, the endless white, bubble gum self-service machine, but there is also an ugly red-haired ghost. This little devil was something that Zhen Zhen hadn't noticed in his dreams.
Unexpectedly, the little devil kicked him hard. He fell to his knees in pain. "Who are you?"
"Me?" The little devil smiled evilly and replied, "I was the first lie you told." This laugh made the little ghost find that the little ghost was missing a front tooth.
The red-haired ghost struggled to stand up, and the red-haired ghost was long gone. The baskets continued to rummaging for change. Only then did he remember that the little devil had snatched his wallet.
The grate continued to walk forward, only to see a sheepdog standing next to a skinny old man. The old man had a glass prosthetic eye and no arms, and the dog was struggling to drag the paralyzed back half of his body with two front legs.
He didn't know the old man. "My name is Yi," the old man said. "Do we know each other?" He asked.
"Me and you? No, we don't have a relationship at all. I am someone else's lie.
He didn't ask the other person who was the lie. He wished he hadn't been so cruel when he first lied. The man gave him a coin. He thanked him and rushed to the bubble gum kiosk, threw in a coin, and turned the handle. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground, holding a grain of bubble gum in his hand.
Since then, he has never returned to the cave, but the hole is often haunting his mind. At first, he continued to lie, but no one hurt anyone, and no one was disabled or died of cancer. However, positive lies are too difficult to make up. Slowly, he found himself less and less able to lie.
Until one morning, he overheard Nasha in the accounting department telling the leader that her uncle Igor had had a heart attack and that she was taking leave to see him, and Robbie followed her downstairs. "Your lies... As I said just now, I stuttered and said, I know him, you followed me all the way, just to accuse me. ”
"No," replied the il, "but the one who said it, I've seen.... My words are ridiculous, but I can prove to you that Igor is missing one eye. You've made up a story about him losing an eye, right?"
Natasha froze.
Robbie led Natasha to the garden and into the cave. It took them a long time to find Igor.
Il's face was sallow and cold as he saw Natasha, and he struggled to get up, though he couldn't stand steadily. Nana began to cry and asked for his forgiveness. Because this Il is not only a lie she made up, but also her uncle.
Back in the garden from the burrow, Nana said, "You know what? I was going to hang out with my friends, but now, I want to come back and take care of my uncle, would you like to come with me?"
She nodded, but knew that if she wanted to come with Nana, she would have to lie to the company again. He wasn't sure what lie he should make up this time, only that he should make up a happy lie full of flowers and sunshine.
