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"You know because... I lost a whole party of fun, maybe I'll be able to meet likes at this party..."

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"Hey, stop complaining, Steve, you already passed out if you didn't see Andrew."

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"If his condition is serious, we can send him to the hospital..."

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"I've already said that that kind of place is not easy to enter. Haven't you seen the situation in the tunnel? God knows how long it has existed. There may be strange things in it that we don't know about..."

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Lying on the back seat of the car, Andrew's unconscious consciousness gradually woke up.

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He opened his blurry eyes, looked at Matt and Steve in the driver's seat, and heard the intermittent quarrel between the two of them.

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The severe headache in his head began to ease. Andrew shook his head and struggled to sit up.

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"Andrew, wake up!"

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In the driver's seat, seeing Andrew standing up, Matt immediately turned his head and said to him with a cry of joy.

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"Look at the road, Matt, I don't want to die with you!"

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In the passenger seat, Steve saw such a thrilling scene, and immediately stretched out his hand to help the steering wheel.

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After Steve's reminder, Matt realized that now is not a good time to speak.

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He hurriedly turned his head and put his eyes back on the driving road. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at Andrew in the rear-view mirror, and said with concern.

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"How do you feel now Andrew, you passed out by the pool before, we thought something happened to you."

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"To be honest, the previous scene was really scary, dude."

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Looking back at Andrew sitting in the back, Steve couldn't help but say something.

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"It's nothing, I just..."

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Hearing Matt's question, Andrew lowered his head and touched his wrist. His memory only stayed at the moment he fell in the pool.

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Thinking of this, Andrew raised his head and glanced at the backward scenery outside the car, and subconsciously said, "Where are we going now?"

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"You're still thinking about that tunnel, man, that thing almost killed you."

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The first thing Andrew saw when he woke up was to ask about the situation of the water pool. Steve's face couldn't help showing a speechless expression.

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If it had been changed before, and heard Steve's words, Andrew would undoubtedly argue with him.

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It's just that, touching his wrist, he remembered the strange scene he encountered by the pool before.

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"…"

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Andrew fell silent for a rare moment.

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…

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"See you tomorrow, Andrew."

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"See you tomorrow."

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Parking the car near Andrew's apartment, Matt glanced at Andrew in the back seat and couldn't help but ask.

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"You're sure, you don't need to go to the hospital, Andrew, after all, you passed out by that weird pool not long ago..."

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Reaching out to open the handle of the rear door, and hearing Matt's question, Andrew shook his head and looked up at the location of the apartment.

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"No, I feel better now."

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"Well, you have the final say, Andrew."

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Hearing Andrew's insistence, Matt did not continue to persuade him. He shrugged and said goodbye to Andrew, and then drove away with Steve.

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Watching the disappearing back of the car, Andrew silently retracted his gaze.

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He turned his head and glanced at the 'home' behind him, took a deep breath, and walked away.

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…

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Coming to the door, Andrew carefully opened the door.

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"Who do you think you are, Andrew!"

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However, the next second, he was greeted by the heavy fist of the man named father.

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He punched Andrew **** the head, and the man was full of alcohol and asked, "Who gave you the courage to come back at this time!"

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"I'm just hanging out with my friends."

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Covering his head that was hit by the fist, Andrew leaned against the wall and said.

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"Friend, do you think those people are your friends, what kind of friends can you have..."

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Without stopping Andrew's explanation in his ears, the man still stretched out his fist and punched and kicked him a few times.

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The man's fist fell on Andrew's body like raindrops. He curled up his thin body and silently endured another punch and kick, gritted his teeth and tried hard not to let the tears flow from his eyes.

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The constant pain in his body made him ignore the faint screams that sounded in his head.

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At this moment, Andrew even felt that the scream was his own.

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"Huh, huh..."

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Leaning against the wall, he punched and kicked Andrew for a while.

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"Also, remember it for me in the future, if I tell you to open the door, you must open the door!"

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The man gasped and stopped his fists, leaving a harsh word to Andrew who was huddled in the corner, and then shook his body and left with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

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Andrew put his arms tightly on his face and watched the man leave from the gap in his arms. Andrew's hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of hatred.

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"Hi~"

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Sitting on the bed, he took off his shirt.

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Andrew looked at the bruises left on his body and took a deep breath.

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The man's fist didn't hold any hand, and every stroke left a clear bruise wound on Andrew's body. These wounds were stacked with the healed scars on his body, which looked ugly and conspicuous.

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"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

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From the adjoining bedroom, there was a violent cough and the mother's painful cry. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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It was followed by a series of sounds and the sound of a phone ringing.

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"...She is in pain, the previous medicine has not been able to relieve her pain, we need stronger medicine, since a week ago, her breathing has become painful, and the respirator can no longer relieve her symptoms... "

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"Sir, she is in pain, please help me..."

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"No sir, I can't afford any more money. We are relying on the disability assistance fund to barely maintain the medicine. Don't make me wait, okay? I have no choice but to ask you for help, sir, sir. …”

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"Why, the new president has not promised to let everyone enjoy medical care, for which I voted for him, why is our life still no change, or even worse."

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On the phone, the man who was so arrogant towards Andrew seemed extremely humble.

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He begged bitterly, but received a cold response from the other side of the phone.

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Hearing all this in his ears, the expression on Andrew's face became a bit more gloomy.

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Everything about this family made him feel even more pain.

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Putting down the lifted clothes, Andrew lay on the bed while enduring the stinging pain from various wounds on his body.

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While listening to the coughing and pleading in the next room, he closed his eyes.

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