[这锅我不背]

Untitled Part 173

Chapter 173

The beautiful piano sound glided like water.

With the blue sky and white doves flying across the square as background, the lenses changed focus between the sun's rays.

An old couple rested with their pets on a white bench beside a flower bed. Not far away is a man holding a bouquet of roses nervously fixing his collar.

A girl was holding a coin, looking nervously at the wishing fountain with the people passing by, giving encouraging smiles.

She raised her hand, reflective light appearing between her fingers and behind stood the city's skyscrapers. The coin flew from the little palm, and the scene progressed in slow motion, following the coin as it glided down along with the setting sun.

The music abruptly stopped, the screen went black, and a line of words appeared on the screen.

"What if the whole world abandoned you?"

The words rapidly dispersed like flames and ashes, fast enough to not give the audience time to think. The square fountain once again appeared on the screen with small pockets of feed for pigeons scattered on the ground. The old man's cane was still leaning on the bench, and that coin maintained its falling posture, almost touching the water in the wishing fountain, yet it stopped there, not moving at all.

Wishes won't come true, and the world is no longer like in the past.

The hustle and bustle ceased, the crowd disappeared. This sense of emptiness became more pronounced with the dark colors on the screen. The screen focused on that falling coin, the top part of the fountain, and nothing in the sky.

Then a white, bone-chilling hand pinched the coin.

Because of the angle, the depressive mood produced by the scene was suddenly released. This hand did not pick up the coin, but seemed at a loss as if trapped somewhere with no aid coming......

The camera moved up and gave a close-up.

The actor dressed in a tuxedo, under the half-bright and half dark light, was just like a tall and handsome model on a black and white photoshoot. His deep outline was like an elegant marble carving. His perfectly groomed hair in a pattern was as perfect as the texture of the clothes on his body.

The finger flipped the coin dexterously, then he turned around and walked out of the square.

There were no people on the cars on the road and no one at the shops.

Walking alone, black shadows followed on the buildings behind him.

An ape-like hairy monster stretched out its claws, shrieking towards the man. The man didn't even look back, just closed his eyes, then turbulent air rolled toward the monster, and it fell on the ground.

The camera started to zoom out, expanding from this intersection to the entire block.

It showed the skyscrapers, and among the silent surroundings was only the figure of climbing monsters. This strange atmosphere contrasted greatly to the bustling from before. A black-feathered wide-toothed bird flew over the Statue of Liberty with claws stained with blood, ascending to the top.

The overhead view lasted for two seconds, and the screen turned black again.

"How to live alone in this familiar city?"

A scream broke the darkness. When the picture came back, the streets were tattered, the windows were broken, and valuable jewelry was scattered all over the place. Among the many bills flying, people armed with knives stabbed each other. Corpses lined the roadside, and an unkempt woman crouched on the corner, collapsing with a scream.