The overwhelming crimson color made my head ache.

"Having such an animal-abusing beast as a neighbor, I must have been cursed for eight generations."

The neighbor was furious and cursing, even threatening to hit me.

"No... I'm not a pervert... I didn't, didn't kill small animals... I didn't..."

His wife held him tightly, advising, "Enough, enough, why bother talking to such a pervert? Be careful, she might go crazy and kill us all together! Hurry back to sleep!"

I sat slumped against the cold wall on the ground.

Suddenly, a chilling wind blew in, the wide-open window, the white curtains fluttered and swayed in the room.

Numbly, I stared at the window for a long time, then, after a while, I used both hands and feet to climb up from the corner of the wall, walking towards the window like a zombie.

Climbing onto the windowsill, I looked down.

The early morning was so quiet that it made one anxious, countless dry branches rustled in the cold wind.

On my phone, it was the last short video I posted, with tens of thousands of comments, all extremely malicious insults.

Forget it, I chuckled and let out a sigh.

Clearly, I was trying to save a cat, but the neighbor old lady misunderstood me, thinking I was abusing the cat, and she posted the video of me "abusing the cat" online.

Despite all my explanations, even with the police helping, saying I was saving the cat.

But those internet warriors still wouldn't let me go.

At first, they sent me dead small animals...

Then later, they threw gasoline at me.

My work and life were all disturbed.

Sigh, I'm tired.

Let it be like this.