You must have been despised by others as the weakest person in society, right?

That makes you feel bored with yourself, even from that inferiority complex has turned into hating yourself.

They isolate you, they mock you, they laugh at you, they bully you...

Four cold iron walls slam down hard, blocking your life from society. A place without light, without the warmth of people or objects is an endless black void. Every day you scream to find a way to break the iron wall...

But in vain.

Gradually you no longer try to break the wall, sitting quietly in a dark corner. You smile.

So lonely...

Family...

Friends...

Lover...

Ha.. They are all thin pieces of glass, breaking as soon as you touch them...

When you touch the broken pieces, your hand bleeds a lot.

It hurts so much...

At that time, you probably wish that you did not exist in this world. Want to die but do not dare.

The darkness gradually encroaches on both your body and mind, making you like a mentally ill person who is discriminated against.

In scientific terms, it is a mental disorder, schizophrenia. It cannot be cured, and you cannot go to a mental hospital.

But these things, if said in the spiritual aspect, are demonic possession. They often incite you, or invade you. More dangerous is that they want to kill you, they will make you encounter the above situations.

Make you hate humanity, they want you to kill your own kind.

Control your mind, abuse yourself. Control your actions, go kill people. Turn you into a "dungeon" of humanity, a disgusting living demon that is hated...

...

If on a beautiful day, suddenly a curse falls on this earth, causing humanity to become "sheep" on the dining table of "Satan". What would happen?

...

"Bang bang bang!".

"Cough.. Cough".

"Hehe.. Cough cough hehe cough cough".

The headless demon whose entire body was burned black, with its limbs covered in skin and bones, its belly bulging with a single eye in the middle of its chest, bright red, was chasing its prey. Its mouth full of sharp teeth as wide as its belly was gaping, ready to easily catch the prey in front of it.

Xie Cheng had run to a dead end, turned around and faced death. In the middle of the ghost city, the sound of his heart pounding was louder than the sound of the demon approaching from afar. He was so scared that he couldn't stand and fell to his knees.

The demon flew in front of him, its long arm reaching out to grab him, Xie Cheng was lying in its arms, frozen in place. The bright red eyes opened wider and wider, staring at him. The big, stinking, bloody mouth chewed Xie Cheng's head to pieces in an instant. Blood splattered everywhere.

"AAA!!!".

Xie Cheng sat up, his whole body covered in cold sweat. He gasped and looked at the clock on his phone.

"5am... What then?"

He wanted to sleep more but was afraid of having a nightmare like before, Xie Cheng got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

He then went down the stairs, the aroma of coffee immediately rushed into his nose, causing a sleepy person like him to wake up.

"Brother, it's Sunday, why are you up so early?"

Xie Ying put the coffee cup on the table and handed him a cup of warm water.

Xie Cheng raised his head and took the cup of water: "What's early? Normally on Sundays, I don't get any days off so I'm used to waking up early."

Xie Ying sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs and surfed his iPad while drinking coffee: "The job of beautifying people is really hard, isn't it, stylist?".

Xie Cheng opened the balcony door and breathed in the fresh air of the early morning, saying: "It's hard but fun, as long as you have passion and are devoted to your job, even if you're tired, you'll still feel very happy."

He pretended to admire: "Oh, is that so? That's great ~".

Xie Cheng realized that his younger brother was pretending to make himself happy, and he felt a little offended, but that feeling quickly passed. He knew that this kid didn't mean anything bad, so it was fine.

Xie Cheng smiled and changed the subject: "Do you want to eat something later? I'll go and have the driver buy some food to bring back for you."

Xie Ying shook the coffee cup to cool it down, saying: "Okay, I'll take you to get it done in a bit, then we'll go eat."

Xie Cheng is a hair stylist who is quite famous in the province, every day there are dozens of customers waiting for him to do their hair. Most of them are young girls, the reason they come to him is not mainly to get their hair cut but mainly because they want to see his handsome face, along with his thoughtfulness and the stories he tells that are beyond the earth.

Xie Cheng should have changed his job quickly, become a narrator.

The stories he tells are very attractive to the listeners, conveying each emotion and explaining them so realistically that the listeners feel like they are immersed in the characters of the story. He takes them from one world to another, from one planet to another, flying all over the galaxy.

That's Xie Cheng's way of attracting customers.

Xie Ying is Xie Cheng 's real brother, eight years younger than him but a head taller than him. More handsome than him, outsiders would think he was some idol. He was a little bitter inside but it was okay, after all, he had dozens of girls chasing him, so what was he afraid of? Humph!

But unfortunately, Xie Cheng didn't know that Xie Ying at school received love letters and gifts from inside and outside the school every day. But the arrogant boy threw them all in the trash, and because of that arrogance, the girls were even more infatuated. Their tastes were really strange! They put their hearts into such an arrogant and heartless guy! Sigh.. I feel sorry for them ~

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Xie Cheng tied his shoelaces and stood up to walk outside, full of energy for the new day: "Let's go".

Xie Ying closed the gate: "Let's go".

But wait! Something's missing!

Xie Cheng squinted his eyes slightly: "Where's your bike?".

Xie Ying warmed up his legs: "Walking is good for your health and flexibility".

Xie Cheng slapped him on the head: "No wonder you told me to leave early, so you came out to walk."

Xie Ying scratched his head: "Go, I have something to tell you."

Xie Cheng: "What? What did you do? Who touched you?".

Xie Ying put his hands in his pockets and pretended: "Do you think anyone would dare to touch and cause trouble with me?".

Oh, I forgot about my younger brother, a black belt in taekwondo, who would be stupid enough to seek death by causing trouble with him.

The Yanglake guys in the neighborhood often rumored that Xie Ying single-handedly charged into battle against a gang of one hundred guys from Hengchang High School in the neighboring province. The one-on-one battle was very fierce, and after the battle, he even acted mercifully and spared their lives, leaving behind a very impressive sentence: "Remember my generosity."

At that time, all the hundreds of guys felt like they had crawled from hell to earth, and they all knelt down. The boss even banged his head in gratitude for this forgiveness. In the Yanglake youth circle, he even nicknamed him "Kind Devil."

After hearing this story, Xie Cheng still doubted it, in his eyes Xie Ying was still just a cute little lamb. How the hell did those young thugs call their cute little brother "Kind Devil"!

I can't even explain it!

"Count the money." Xie Ying took out his wallet, there were some bills in it, he counted them over and over again: "not enough money! Brother ~ pay for me this time".

Xie Cheng tiredly took out his card, the staff gave him the payment slip, Xie Cheng pouted and looked at him: "How much money is there that you can't pay anymore. Where is all your money? All the money in the card? Don't tell me what you're reporting anymore?".

Xie Ying smiled and picked up the glass of water respectfully: "Here's some water, drink it, my dear brother".

Xie Cheng drank the water, shook his head and stopped trying to argue with this kid: "You said you wanted to tell me something, you were quiet all the way there".

He propped his chin up and looked out the glass window, the newly risen sunlight shone into his eyes, making the brown pupils inside more clearly visible. It was as if there was dew condensing into water, sparkling and moving, at first glance it looked romantic. But in reality it was cold and sad.

He tapped his fingers on the glass three times and then turned to look at him, looking like a little lamb that had just been bullied: "When do you feel the weakest?"

What's wrong with my little brother today? Did he fall in love? Then he saw that his crush already had someone in his heart and was so disappointed? He suddenly turned from a brave teenager into a weak brat?!!

Hehe! Xie Cheng secretly smiled slyly because he had guessed his little brother's thoughts. Finally, the little boy knew how painful it was for girls to be rejected by him.

"I'm weak? I have no reason to be weak, why are you asking me that? Are you heartbroken and feeling weak?"

Xie Ying lowered his head: "No..."

Xie Cheng seemed to be teasing: "It's not even that. Why? I guessed right, right?"

Xie Ying sponsored him: "Why do you always judge others by yourself? What kind of love is this?".

The sun was getting higher and higher, each ray of sunlight shining on Xie Cheng's red face.

He silently scolded the kid, he always found out his tricks over and over again. Especially in public places like this. Oh my god!!

"Then why do you make that face? And even ask that strange question!".

"I've never been afraid of anything before, nor have I ever been weak for anything."

Xie Ying clenched his fists, his eyes slightly downcast: "Suddenly, this whole week, I've been feeling like there's an invisible person manipulating me."