Became a vicious male mother

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"Gu Xinglan, I am very happy right now."

Li Hetai's accent sounded somewhat unfamiliar; his eyes were half-open, and the right side of his face was pressed against his back, leaving faint marks.

He didn't know that Li Hetai could speak to him in such a tone.

"Is it a competition?" Gu Xinglan lowered her eyes, remaining motionless, the boy's cold body temperature still emanating from her back.

The other person did not answer, remaining silent, only continuing to press their cheek against his back.

The two of them set off only after all their luggage was packed.

There's a psychedelic concert at the nearby Kentucky Theatre, and the ranch owner gave them two tickets so they could go check it out today.

Gu Xinglan agreed without hesitation to experience the local culture.

As soon as I stepped out of the hotel, the sun was shining brightly, but upon closer inspection, it was drizzling.

Gu Xinglan stretched out her hand, and it soon became sticky.

"Go change your clothes."

Both of them were wearing short sleeves. There was air conditioning indoors, but not outdoors, and the heat was faintly visible in the air, especially from a distance.

After changing into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, along with a sun hat and umbrella, Gu Xinglan took out sunglasses from her suitcase.

There is only one.

"Li Hetai, are you wearing sunglasses?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

This person doesn't wear sunglasses at all; it's like a freebie.

He put the lenses on his face with his hand behind his back, and the dark lenses reflected his small face.

“Sunglasses.” Li Hetai squatted down next to the suitcase.

The sunglasses were then moved to Li Hetai's face, covering most of it and only revealing the lower half of his face, which made his sharpness appear somewhat weaker and gave him an inexplicable childishness.

This is the kind of temperament a child should have!

-

The theater is built with deep red bricks, and from a distance, it looks as dazzling as a ruby ​​shining in the sun.

After the tickets were checked and I entered the venue, unfamiliar yet captivating music was already flowing out from the end of the passageway.

The surrounding light was dim, and he couldn't see clearly. He could only focus all his attention on his ears to hear the music. He felt dizzy.

The waiters also offered drinks; there was a cocktail bar at the theater entrance with very low alcohol content, which Gu Xinglan couldn't drink.

These drinks are only available to young people who are not accompanied by elderly people or children.

It wasn't until he sat down that he realized his palms were sweaty.

[Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon, welcome to this special concert.]

The person on the stage was wearing a half-mask with flame patterns extending from the left to the right.

"[I'm from San Francisco, California.]" No sooner had he finished speaking than a long burst of flame erupted from the stage.

This really startled Gu Xinglan, who was sitting in the audience.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that it was hotter inside the theater than outside.

On the beaches of San Francisco, there's a place with an uninterrupted sea breeze and crashing waves! Every year, thousands gather there! They come from all over the world, bringing their dreams, art, and music! There! There are no rules, only freedom and creativity!

[That's right, today's concert theme is fire, taking you on a Burning Man experience!]

Suddenly, a cross appeared on the big screen, and on the cross, a human-shaped figure was tied high up.

It appears to be a 3D rendered image.

The people around them had already taken off their shirts, exposing their arms, and were cheering.

Gu Xinglan was sweating profusely and kept wiping her forehead with her sleeve.

Is this really a concert where children are allowed to come?

He had already seen the displeased expressions on the faces of some parents with children.

When I turned around again, several people had already gathered at the door of the venue.

It seems we can get out.

"Li Hetai, why don't we go to the mall for ice cream?" Gu Xinglan shouted to the person next to her.

But Li Hetai's face was dark as he stared intently at the large screen.

Following the gaze, Gu Xinglan looked over.

The images on the big screen were too realistic... The hand holding a lighter to light a haystack was so detailed that you could see every pore.

Anxiety swirled in Gu Xinglan's mind, and she swallowed hard.

"Li, Li Hetai, let's go..." He had already seen some people leaving early.

The psychedelic concert didn't feel psychedelic at all; instead, it felt strangely eerie. Not only was the venue getting hotter and hotter, but the people there seemed to be under a spell.

Gu Xinglan was about to stand up when Li Hetai pressed her hand down firmly.

"Don't use the main entrance."

As soon as the words were spoken, the flames on the screen suddenly shot up and crackled loudly.

When the black cloth inside was taken off, Gu Xinglan saw the people on the screen and immediately stumbled and fell to the ground. Her hands were trampled by the revelers until they bled.

That's not a wooden figure...it's a living, breathing person!

It was someone he knew!

Clifton!

He immediately scrambled to his feet, braced himself against the back of a chair, his eyelids taut, staring at the large screen in disbelief.

The person inside was bound with duct tape, and was starting to foam at the mouth. His trousers were soaked, and liquid was dripping from his feet. Not to mention the horrified expression on his face.

"Quick! Go!"

How could Li Hetai not have noticed that the person on the screen was being roasted on a wooden rack?

He grabbed Gu Xinglan and ran backstage.

As they approached the curtain in the corner, a person dressed in black with a black cloth tied around their head suddenly emerged. Li Hetai instantly sprang up and struck at the person's face.

But the man retreated and dodged, blocking with both hands, while his right foot kicked out swiftly, even carrying a gust of wind.

Seeing this, Gu Xinglan quickly grabbed the man's leg and shouted to the side, "Run!"

She was kicked twice in the abdomen, but surprisingly... it didn't hurt. Suddenly, the back of Gu Xinglan's collar was pulled up, and she was dragged inside.

He swung his legs a couple of times, and suddenly his buttocks were hit hard several times with a stick. It was numb and painful, and Gu Xinglan immediately turned into a quail.

The man in black had just shoved the person into the cabinet when his neck was tightened around it. But as if he had anticipated this, he threw Li Hetai behind him into the cabinet as well.

As the blade shot out, the man in black cried out in pain, and the cloth covering his head was knocked into a crack in the wall, revealing his face.

The light was dim, but we were close by.

This person looked extremely familiar, and corresponding memory fragments came to mind.

A reporter surnamed Jiang?

In just half a second, the man in black covered himself up again, making sure he was completely covered.

The moment the cabinet door closed, their breathing became drawn out.

Jiang Chuzheng, that reporter... They haven't seen each other since they parted ways at the slaughterhouse.

It's unbelievable that we can still run into each other abroad.

He stared intently at the person outside the cabinet door.

-

"Have you seen an Asian child?"

"no."

People came in from outside, and people went out from outside.

Everyone seemed to be looking for the only Asian face in the room.

The voices of those people talking sounded like the creaking of an old bellows, hoarse and unpleasant, yet strangely familiar.

It seemed like he'd heard it somewhere before...

Seeing that the group seemed to be checking the surveillance footage, Gu Xinglan's heart skipped a beat, and she involuntarily held her breath.

A cold palm covered the back of my hand.

Li Hetai, standing next to him, also seemed afraid... Could this person still be afraid?

Gu Xinglan grasped it back.

The two, one big and one small, huddled in the narrow cabinet, as if they wanted to blend in with everything inside.