While waiting for Hawkeye to call up the picture, Zhang Ming draped the clothes beside him on his body, "Kuang Shihan, do you think I'm a waste?" Zhang Ming asked in a weak voice, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, a fog that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"What is your definition of waste?" Hawkeye didn't answer directly.

"It's good to just say it, I don't care anyway." Zhang Ming laughed awkwardly, then picked up the half bottle of Coke at his feet and drank it.

"I don't like to talk nonsense, different definitions will get different results, and if you ask me to say it directly, it is equivalent to suddenly asking me whether to choose A or B, in fact, I don't even know what the topic is." Hawkeye paused at this point, "Unless, you just want me to give you the answer you want, in which case, I won't answer your question." ”

"You're really ...... Apathetic, calm? Zhang Ming didn't know how to describe it for a while, "If it were you, you wouldn't be like me." ”

"Look at it." Hawkeye ignored the question.

Sunlight shines through the window and onto the floor, and in the dirty living room, Hawkeye slowly turns the direction of the notebook, and on the laptop screen is the portrait of the cursed doll that the artist has made overnight. On the other side of the sofa, Zhang Ming stared at the cursed doll on the screen with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

"Have you seen it?" Hawkeye asked in a low voice as he pulled his laptop a little towards him, fearing that Zhang Ming would suddenly attack and smash the screen.

"I haven't seen it." Zhang Ming shook his head slowly, "But the cursed doll must be like this!" He suddenly raised his voice, and then the whole person stood up, "Yes, it must be like this, what a rabbit, it's just a disguise, if it was like this, I definitely wouldn't buy it, no matter what I say, I won't buy it...... No...... Buy ......" Zhang Ming rushed forward and grabbed the screen of his laptop.

"Calm down." Hawkeye grabbed Zhang Ming's hands, but at this time Zhang Ming had already grabbed the edge of the screen, and then, Hawkeye slowly exerted force, and then took Zhang Ming's hand away from the screen, and after that, he quickly closed the laptop.

After the concept art of the cursed doll was taken away by Hawkeye, Zhang Ming's mood slowly stabilized.

"I'm sorry to ......," Zhang Ming apologized in a low voice.

"What do you mean...... Do you see this picture the same way you see the bunny doll your daughter wants to buy? Hawkeye began to pay attention to her words.

"Almost." Zhang Ming nodded, his lips turned pale, and his whole person was weak, as if he was overindulged.

"Thank you." Hawkeye thoughtfully, he put the notebook in his backpack, "Mr. Zhang Ming, can you tell me about the situation at that time?" The more detailed, the better. ”

"Mr. Kuang Shihan, I can tell you what happened to me at the beginning, but, can you tell me what you want to do?" Zhang Ming leaned back against the sofa and looked at Eagle Eye with a scrutinizing gaze.

"I ......," Hawkeye closed the notebook in her hand, "to destroy the cursed doll." ”

"Ruined?" Zhang Ming chuckled, and the mockery in it was self-evident, "Mr. Kuang Shihan, if you really plan to do this, I'm afraid there will be more than one luck." ”

"How?" Hawkeye stretched forward slightly, and there was a look of interest on his face.

"In 2011, when I took my daughter to play in Changhe City, it happened to be the National Day, there were a lot of people in the city, but there were only pedestrian streets and other places, and the rest of the places were not as much as imagined, after all, Changhe City is not a big city, and it is normal for there to be fewer people."

"As I walked, I saw a toy store with a lot of children, boys and girls, ranging from five or six years old to eleven or twelve-year-olds, and even young people in their twenties."

"I don't care what the toy store is called, it's not a big brand anyway, it's just a small shop on the side of the road, but it's well decorated. I walked in with my daughter, my daughter's name is Huahua, a very cute girl, chubby, likes to lick her fingers clean after eating snacks, I don't listen ......to anything" Zhang Ming said and began to talk about the interesting things that happened between himself and his daughter, it was a few years ago, but Zhang Ming described it at this time, as if the scene he said happened yesterday.

Hawkeye didn't interrupt Zhang Ming, there is no regret medicine in the world, and not everything can find a villain with a black cauldron, the reason why the tragedy is heart-wrenching is precisely because no one is at fault.

Perhaps sensing that his daughter was no longer there, Zhang Ming tilted his head, and then wiped his eyes with his right hand, "I didn't wash my face in the morning, and there was a lot of eye droppings." He laughed awkwardly, and then continued to talk about what happened at the time, "The rabbit doll was put in a corner by the shopkeeper, and the appearance is average, at least I don't think it's so cute, but Huahua just wants that pink rabbit doll, but I want to buy that one, because I think that rabbit doll is infiltrating, in fact, I think every doll is infiltrating." Speaking of this, Zhang Ming accentuated his tone.

"It's true that some people are bored with dolls, but the causes are more complicated." Hawkeye nodded, agreeing with Zhang Ming's last statement.

After getting the affirmation, Zhang Ming's spirit was better, "Huahua saw that I didn't plan to buy it for her, so I cried so hard that the boss couldn't stand it, which owner of the store likes children to cry in the store?" So I immediately ran over to comfort and teased Huahua with the rabbit doll, but I blocked it. ”

"I told the boss, I don't want this doll, everything else can be, the boss hurriedly took other dolls to try, what animals and what color dolls have been tried, and there is that kind of oversized bear doll, but Huahua still didn't listen, the boss is also persuading me, later, see the customers in the store are impatient, groups of people go outside, the boss hurriedly said that the rabbit doll was sold to me at a half discount, and then stuffed it in Huahua's arms, and then Huahua held the rabbit doll in his arms."

"If only I had been tougher then......"

"I really didn't expect anything like that to happen later......"

"I should believe in my own ......"

Zhang Ming covered his face with his hands, as if he didn't want to talk about it anymore, and sobs rang out in the living room.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Hawkeye walked over to Zhang Ming and put his hand on Zhang Ming's shoulder, "It's not your fault. ”

"It's my fault!" Zhang Ming's voice was so loud that it almost roared.

"It's not your fault." Hawkeye said the same thing.

"It's my fault." Zhang Ming's voice was a little choked, "It's my fault......" His voice became softer and softer, even smaller than the buzzing sound of mosquitoes, "My fault ......"

Hawkeye let go of his hand, "Do you think it's your fault, that's why you let yourself be decadent and turn yourself into waste, so as to compensate for the remorse in your heart?" With that, he sighed softly.