"Tongtong, come with me. I know where the exit is."

My dad saw my anxious expression and couldn't help but reach out and pat my head before leading me to the restroom.

But this place is clearly a dead end!

I looked at my dad in confusion, not knowing what he had in mind.

"Tongtong, look here. The ventilation duct in the restroom is connected to the outside. As long as we open it, we can avoid your mom," he said.

When my mom was mentioned, a hint of sadness appeared on my dad's face.

I didn't know how to comfort my dad.

I could only follow my dad's gaze and, indeed, there was a vent above the restroom.

It was welded shut.

There were no suitable tools in the restroom. How could we open it?

Seeing my worries, my dad walked up as if he understood, wanting to pat my shoulder. However, he put his hand down just as he raised it and smiled at me:

"It's okay, Tongtong, I have a way."

My dad opened the drawer and took out a razor and a towel. He twisted it onto the exhaust fan.

With the towel gradually exerting force, the exhaust fan began to warp, emitting a metallic clanging sound.

We were saved!

Just as I was getting excited, there was a knocking sound outside the restroom door:

"Tongtong, is that you? Are you inside?"

It was my mom's voice!

I became extremely nervous and quickly looked at my dad.

My dad also heard the sound. He increased his strength, and the exhaust fan was about to fall off!

"Tongtong, what are you doing? Are you hiding from Mom?"

The sound of metal twisting grew louder, and my mom became increasingly agitated. The restroom door began to shake violently.

My mom was breaking down the door!

"Alright, Tongtong! Let's run!"

Finally, my dad removed the exhaust fan. He squatted down and signaled for me to step on him.

"Dad, what about you?"

There was no place to borrow strength in the restroom, and my mom was outside.

If I went up, wouldn't my dad be left behind?

"It's alright, you go out first. Dad will figure something out!"

"Tongtong, you can't leave Mom!"

The restroom door suddenly shattered into two halves, and my mom stood in front of the door with disheveled hair. Tears of blood streamed down her cheeks: "I won't let you go!"

"There's no time, run!"

My dad lifted me without a word and stuffed me into the pipe.

Behind him, my mom reached out her hand and mercilessly plunged it into his back.

"Run!"

My dad turned around and tightly held my mom around his waist, looking at me with a smile of relief on his face.

"No! No one can escape!"

My mom went completely insane, letting out a piercing scream, and the entire room instantly filled with dense fog.

Her hair flew up in an instant, each strand coming toward me.

At a critical moment, my dad stood in front of me.