C170 (1/2)
Tang Tianbao had no idea that the webpage on his computer was opened by someone else. These kinds of pages all had a sticky effect, just like a parasite. As long as one opened it once, in the future, these kinds of scenes and videos would appear as long as one opened the web page. All of this was caused by Li Jun's hands and feet fluctuating. However, Tang Tianbao didn't know. It was normal for links to other websites to pop up all of a sudden. He had encountered this kind of situation before and had gotten used to it.
His blood was already boiling, and he hadn't felt like this for a long time. He was once worried that he wouldn't be able to make it in time. From the looks of it today, his worries were completely unnecessary.
He really couldn't watch any longer. It had already been half an hour and the scene was still the same. The protagonist was still the same, and the cameraman was still the same cameraman. They didn't feel tired, but Tang Tianbao did.
Tang Tianbao finally moved his gaze away from the computer screen. He stretched his body before standing up from the chair, twisting his neck and closing his dry eyes to rest. His lower body felt increasingly uncomfortable, as if it was swelling to the point that it was about to explode. Tang Tianbao knew that he couldn't just stand there like this forever. If someone came, his weakness would immediately be exposed. As he thought of this, his face turned as red as the sunset. He felt somewhat embarrassed, disgusted by his despicable behavior. However, he was alone in this office and no one could see him. Thus, his filthiness was no longer a filth, but a normal need.
Tang Tianbao fell asleep on his desk. After a while, the sound of snoring began.
The computer screen was still showing the exciting scenes of the two men's movements. Although their postures had changed, it was still very long and boring.
Tang Tianbao was truly tired. He had already fallen asleep …
A single person's street, a single person's night. It was crowded with a bustling crowd, surrounded by speeding cars. The city seemed very unfamiliar. Tang Tianbao walked along the main street by himself. No one recognized him, nor did he know anyone else. Everyone was busy, their faces cold and emotionless. Tang Tianbao didn't want to go anywhere by himself. He was like a headless fly, flying everywhere. Blood covered the ground, and his entire body was riddled with wounds. What kind of world was this? He had never been in this world before. Tang Tianbao walked to the entrance of a hospital. This hospital seemed to be familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. There were a dozen ambulances parked in front of the hospital, their warning lights blinking and spinning. There were beggar-like people squatting in front of the hospital, their clothes ragged and their hair unkempt. They were sitting side by side in front of the hospital gate, arranged in an orderly fashion, as if they were waiting for a benefactor's alms. The people who came to the hospital were all frowning. They were either here to give away their money or to throw away their lives.
When Tang Tianbao walked over, the beggars were like mad dogs as they scuttled towards his core. They prostrated themselves and asked him for food and money. Tang Tianbao's hands were in his pockets, but they were empty. He was as poor as a pauper.
The beggars didn't receive any benefits from this well-dressed person. Everyone was angrily discussing something as they looked at Tang Tian Bao with disdain, as if they were saying: ”Look at you dressed like a dog and you are even poorer than a beggar!”
Tang Tianbao walked past the group of beggars and headed straight for the hospital. He didn't know why he was going to the hospital, but it was as if someone in front of him was holding a rope, holding him by the hand. He walked into the hospital quietly. There was no one in the hospital, not even a doctor in a white coat. Tang Tianbao walked forward with a face full of suspicion. The lights in the corridor to the hospital were getting darker. If one looked further in, they would not be able to see anything, and they wouldn't even be able to see their fingers. Tang Tianbao stretched out his hands as he stumbled inside. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out in his ears, ”Tang Tianbao — —” It was a long and miserable voice, like the wailing of ghosts.
Tang Tianbao was so scared that his entire body shivered. He staggered and fell onto the ground, which was covered in the sticky and bloody liquid. He could guess that it wasn't anyone else but blood, and as he crawled back, no matter how hard he tried, he was unable to climb out of this bloody ”black hole.” He cried out, but no sound came out, not even to himself. He suddenly caught hold of a pair of feet. Light gradually began to shine in the corridor, and a faint light shone on his face. He slowly looked up those feet and saw a person. It was Yu Meng.
”Yu Meng, Yu Meng, save me …” ”Someone behind me wants to catch me …” Tang Tianbao stumbled as he got up from the ground. He stood up, but his legs were trembling. He hugged Yu Meng, hugging her tightly. He couldn't let go. If he let go, his life would be gone. He heard the miserable cry again, the man calling his name. He shivered all over, shivering, his upper teeth chattering.
”Tang Tianbao …” Yu Meng shouted.
Tang Tianbao immediately understood. The voice he'd heard earlier had come from Yu Meng. He just didn't understand why Yu Meng's voice had become so miserable.
”Yes.” Tang Tianbao nodded as he replied, ”En …”
”What are you doing here?” Yu Meng asked.
”Oh? I... ”I don't know …” Tang Tianbao trembled as he spoke.
”Come to see me?” Yu Meng suddenly asked.
”Yes, yes.” ”To see you.” Tang Tian Bao seemed to have thought of something as he placed his hand on Yu Meng's stomach, nervously caressing her while asking with concern, ”Yu Meng, are you alright? Where are our children? Are our children all right? Is everything all right? ”