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Naked Man and Dog Girl - A Superhero Story 

"You! Yes, it's you! Do you know you're doing something that endangers public order!"
Late at night, I stood on the street, pointing at a woman about to cross the road and sternly rebuking her.


Although it was midnight, and there wasn't a single car on the road
, the traffic light was green, allowing vehicles to pass, and this woman wasn't on the crosswalk.


Don't refrain from doing good because it's small, and don't do evil because it's small.
A hero is someone who always does the right thing, and justice
is someone who always bravely points out others' mistakes.


So, on this night, in this city, I was the one who stopped these bad behaviors and
upheld heroic justice!
Officer, that's how it is; she violated traffic rules first, and that's why I stopped her.


"Uh…" The policeman across the street stroked his chin, staring at me for a while.
"So, you're doing a good deed?" "It's not a good deed; it's just what I should do."
I'm not someone seeking fame; I'm just doing what any good citizen should do.


"Hmm... I personally admire your act of bravery."
The policeman, clearly possessing the moral compass of a public servant, nodded at me.
But he quickly changed the subject, "However, buddy, when you're out doing justice,
shouldn't you wear some clothes?"


"Hmph!" The woman sitting next to me, who had just been reprimanded by me,
scoffed disdainfully upon hearing this, then gave my naked lower body a disdainful glance.


"This world is already blinded by too many things; why should we hide our true selves with clothes?"
I said to the policeman and the woman,
"Within my body lies a heart full of justice and passion. I need no pretense, no constraints!"


My righteous indignation moved them. The woman turned away, ignoring me, and the policeman didn't argue,
simply picking up his pen and asking, "What's your name?" "I am... the Naked Runner!" I   believe that the policeman's words to the other officer, "Why bother taking a statement? Do


you   think this naked guy can find anywhere to pay his fine?" were just his way of trying to release me.   I also believe that his next sentence, "Find him some clothes to wear, and contact a charity that's willing to take him in. If not, just throw him back on the street. This is the middle of the night, and you've caused this mess!" was just rhetoric. There wouldn't be any charity; I would still be back on the street, shedding this hypocritical facade, continuing to protect the city's justice.   Unfortunately, I couldn't leave the police station freely; instead, I was taken to this place called a mental hospital.   The police said they had identified me by comparing my fingerprints and had contacted a charity willing to sponsor my treatment, which is why I was able to come here. I knew it! How could someone with no money and no family just casually step into a hospital?   However, I wasn't happy about it, because I wasn't sick!   Unfortunately, most people in this world are blinded, so they can't see my health, nor my importance in this city. They forced me into blue and white striped clothes and locked me up.   Though it's called locking me up, I still have some freedom; as long as I don't leave the hospital, I can go anywhere. But whenever I think of those outside who need my help, I'm filled with anxiety, wishing I could sprout wings and fly away.   "Hello, are you Mr. Naked Runner?"   Just as I sat in the corner of the restaurant, eating my food listlessly while planning how to persuade the doctor to let me leave, a woman sat down opposite me.   "Yes, what's up?"   I hadn't tried to be discreet, so most people here already knew my name.   "Hello, I'm Dog Girl."   She extended her hand to me, a kind, slightly ingratiating smile on her face.   I know many people become heroes just so that beautiful women like Dog Girl will come to them. But I'm not, so I simply shook her hand lightly, without showing any enthusiasm.   "Excuse me, are you a superhero?" The woman, oblivious to my coldness, asked me naturally. I thought for a moment before answering:   "Strictly speaking, I can't fly, I don't have great strength, and my name doesn't allow me to carry powerful equipment, so I don't possess the strength those superheroes should have. However, the justice and passion in my heart, my desire to save the world, are no less than any revered superhero. So, in that sense, I am a superhero too. But even so, you wouldn't agree with me, would you?" "   No, I agree!"   The woman answered almost immediately, giving an answer I hadn't expected. I believed she wasn't lying, because after hearing my words, her eyes revealed the same fervor as mine.   "So, what about you? Who are you?"   Because of the fervor in her eyes, I thought this woman might not be the kind of so-called normal person who would scoff at my actions, so I became a little interested in her.   "Me? Actually, I think I'm a superhero too, just like you." The dog-woman smiled a little shyly and continued, "I don't have any special abilities. To be honest, I might have a little bit, like a dog. I'm very good at finding people! But if I'm alone, this ability isn't very useful. So, if possible..." I understood what she meant.



























































































"Miss Dog Girl, I hope you understand.
I'm not a superhero like Batman who needs an assistant by his side,
and I don't think being alone is an excuse for not pursuing my ideals.


This world hasn't realized the meaning and necessity of superheroes.
I'm glad to meet a wise lady like you; you're already better than most people.
But, I'm sorry, I can't let you join." "


I see..." Dog Girl lowered her head in disappointment, but quickly smiled and looked up again.
"But it's okay. I'm happy to know someone like me. It's nice to meet you, Streaking!"

"Yeah, me too."


********************************************** ***********


Life in the mental hospital was monotonous, but not boring.
The people here were very irritable, and fights and other incidents easily broke out.
Whenever I saw this, I would immediately tear off my clothes and rush over to stop them.


Sometimes I would fight with them, sometimes I would be pinned to the ground by the doctors and security guards,
but in the end, things would calm down because of my involvement.


One thing I must admit is that Dog Girl was truly my right-hand woman in protecting the peace of the hospital.


Although we weren't partners,
she still rushed towards violence and evil with the same fearlessness as me every time.


Dog Girl's dog-like nose didn't help her gain the upper hand in fights,
so every time, the small-statured girl was often more seriously injured than the victims,
but she never backed down. And every time I looked at her, she would raise the corner of her bleeding mouth and
give me a knowing look that said, "You understand me, and I understand you."


I was a little afraid of that look, but more than that, I felt anticipation.
Dog Girl and I were the doctors' favorite patients because, as long as there were no disturbances,
we were always the most law-abiding people in the entire hospital.


We ate on time, rested on time, obediently accepted treatment, and didn't cause trouble for anyone.
This is the awareness that superheroes should have: when the world needs us,
we will step forward; when the world is at peace, we are nothing.


I was seriously considering partnering with Dog Girl, because she was truly outstanding and so much like me.
Perhaps we could really become a real-life Batman and Robin. But she disappointed me…
It happened almost six months after I arrived here.


That day, I got up early, ready to exercise in the yard, when I saw a car drive in through the gate and
stop in the middle of the yard. Then, Dog Girl was dragged out of the car.
"What's going on?" I watched her struggle, her arms bound behind her back, and rushed forward.
"You! Get out of the way!" The security guard pointed his stun gun at me, and I took a step back in fear.
I'd experienced that thing before, and I was absolutely certain I didn't want to experience it again.


Then, I saw the hope in Dog Girl's eyes turn to despair…
"What's going on? Let her go!"
How ridiculous! I, who vowed to save the world, was scared off by a mere stun gun!
I thanked the woman with my eyes, then straightened my back, tore open my shirt, and charged at the stun gun.


"Ha! Little Li, you're new here, you don't know, this is our compound's infamous Streaking Hero,
the chivalrous hero who saves the world! You can't mess with him, get out of the way!" "Hehe..."
The security guard called Little Li, intimidated by my reputation, pointed the stun gun at me,
chuckled, released the woman, and returned to his car.


They didn't bother us anymore, driving to the parking lot, I don't know if it was because of me,
or because their mission only went this far.
"Thank you, Streaking Hero!"
The woman, now free, thanked me while stretching her arms. I asked her what had happened.
"I ran away last night!"
she said with a grin, a hint of smugness on her face, but all I felt was anger.


A scholar uses words to disrupt the law, a hero uses force to break the law. A true hero is one who always insists on doing the right thing.
I've always felt that superheroes don't necessarily have to disrupt order.


Rules are essential for the world to function properly, and if the rules are right, we should uphold them and
stop those who break them. Only when the rules themselves are flawed
should we consider breaking them.


Mental hospitals have their own rules, preventing violent, ignorant, and
capricious individuals from entering society and harming others.
Although superheroes like myself might be imprisoned here due to misunderstandings,
the hospital's initial purpose is sound,
so I've never considered escaping or using more violent methods to leave.


I always thought Dog Girl understood these principles like I did, but she actively broke the rules.
I was even considering becoming her partner! Someone like that doesn't deserve to be called a superhero!


"Are you... are you angry?" Dog Girl noticed my displeasure,
her smile fading as she cautiously asked.


"Tell me, why did you try to run away?" I thought she might have her reasons, so
I decided to give her a chance to explain. Or perhaps it was the fear on her face that made my heart ache for a moment.


"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you alone, but I really want to see him.
I don't know if he's hungry or cold, I have to see him.
Believe me, I don't intend to leave like this...
" The girl anxiously explained to me. I didn't care that she misunderstood my anger because she thought I was leaving her. What
I cared about more at that moment was who "he" was... "
He... um... I don't know his name, but I call him 'Pokémon Dog' in private.
It's because of him that I have dog-like superpowers!"
Mentioning Pokémon Dog, a smile reappeared on the girl's face.
It turned out it was "it" and not "he." For some reason, I laughed along with her.
"You got bitten by it, so you have superpowers, right? Like Spider-Man?"
"Yeah, that's right."
The dog girl rolled up her sleeve to show me the scabbed teeth mark on her arm. ************************************************** **********


I still didn't agree with the dog girl's actions, but I forgave her.
Wanting to meet a Pokémon dog because of superpowers is a basic human capacity for gratitude.


I admired her quality, but that admiration shouldn't be confused with saving the world,
so I postponed accepting her as a partner.


Besides admiration, I also felt a little envious of the dog girl. As a fellow superhero, at least she had some superpowers—
though in our small world of a mental hospital, those powers were practically useless—
while I had nothing.
Aside from taking off my clothes when doing good deeds, I had no heroic symbols of my own.
The dog girl said she also envied me, this envy stemming from how others treated us.
Both were heroes misunderstood as patients, but when she spoke to the doctors about her ideals and ambitions, she
was always met with indifference and impatience.
When I did things others thought were crazy, the doctors would often pat me on the shoulder,
their faces showing what seemed like pity and comfort.


The "dog girl" said that as a superhero, I seemed more popular, which was why she approached me and
willingly wanted to become my assistant.


What was the reason for this difference? I didn't know, but I had the opportunity to find out.


Hypnotherapy, a treatment rumored to be very effective but expensive for patients like us,
rarely appeared on this charity's budget,
but this time, the opportunity fell into my lap.


I wanted to give the opportunity to the "dog girl," or someone else who truly needed treatment,
but I had no say here,
so I reluctantly met with the man supposedly the most famous psychiatrist in the city,
known as the "Hypnotist Master."


At first, I didn't feel anything special,
but as I secretly mocked this guy for being all talk and no action, I unknowingly drifted off to sleep.


"Tell me, what's your name?" In my hazy state, I heard this question.
"I am... the Streaker." "No, you're not the Streaker. Think carefully, remember your real name,
and then tell me, who are you?"
Who am I? If I'm not the Streaker, then who am I?
Before my eyes, all around me, in my mind, was an endless expanse of white. I felt as if I were in a white, desolate world,
stumbling step by step towards a door emitting light in the distance…
"Tell me, what do you see?"
"I see a door…" "Good. Now, take a deep breath, and then push it open."
I followed his instructions, walked to the door, and took the handle.
A voice inside me was stopping me, warning me not to touch what was behind the door, but for some reason,
the faint light shining through gave me a strong urge to push it open. I took a deep breath…
Creak! “Dad, you’re back?”


************************************************* ***********

“Dad, you’re back?” Pushing open the door, a flood of memories rushed in with those words, overwhelming me like a torrent. In that instant,
I remembered everything.


Hearing the door open, my daughter, Liu Zhenzhen, who was in high school, got up from her desk to greet me
. My name is Liu Yuan.
“Yes, I’m back.”
This day wasn’t ordinary for me, so despite my exhaustion, I couldn’t hide the smile on my face.


“Why do you look so happy today? Do your wounds still hurt?”
Zhenzhen noticed my mood and came over to check the wounds on my neck and shoulders.


“It’s okay, they’ve scabbed over, I don’t feel anything.” "By the way, have you cooked yet?"
I smiled and dodged her outstretched hand.
"No, I just finished my homework. Are you hungry? I'll make some right away... Huh? What are you hiding behind your back?"
I wanted to surprise her, but I was caught anyway.
I reached out from behind my back and showed my daughter a plastic bag.


"Hehe, no need to cook, we're having roast duck tonight!" "
Wow! That's great! Hmm? And this too? What's this?"
Zhenzhen loves roast duck, but she'd only had it once or twice before her mother and I divorced,
which was years ago.


So when she heard I was having roast duck for dinner, she immediately cheered,
but her attention was quickly drawn to something else in my hand.


"This? Hehe..." I couldn't resist showing off to her,
so I put the plastic bag aside and slowly unfolded the small banner.


"Wow! Dad, you got an award!?" "Yes!" "
On that velvet banner, two large characters were embroidered in gold thread: Hero!
'I told you long ago, my dad would be a great hero.
Did you tell Mom about this? If she knew, she
would definitely…' 'Zhenzhen, your mother has remarried…'
Hearing my daughter mention her mother again, I felt a pang of sadness.


'Um… I know, I was just joking…' Zhenzhen's smile froze on her face as she murmured awkwardly,
turning to pull out a drawer to find something.


Watching her back, I smiled bitterly. Unconsciously, this girl was already sixteen years old,
no longer the little girl who clung to her mother's leg, crying and begging her not to leave.
'Alright, that's enough. Hurry up and pack your things to eat, it'll get cold and won't taste good.'"
I shook my head, dismissing the pointless thoughts, and called to Zhenzhen to get the bowls and chopsticks.
"Wait!" She rummaged through the drawer for a while, finally finding a small thumbtack,
then snatched the banner from my hand and skipped to the wall to hang it up.
"My dad is a hero!" After hanging it, she looked at the two golden characters and happily repeated them again
before running to the kitchen to prepare the food.
"Hey, this girl..." I shook my head, but my heart was filled with sweetness.
Seeing my daughter so happy, I truly felt that everything I had done,
whether that night or today, was worthwhile.


************************************************** **********


My workplace is a state-owned woodworking factory, mainly responsible for warehouse security.
Besides producing furniture and equipment, the factory's largest output is wooden beads.


Wooden beads are inexpensive to produce and sell,
but when strung together to make handicrafts or cushions, the price can
increase several times, even dozens of times. Most importantly, these little things are produced in quantities of hundreds of thousands or even millions,
with no fixed number.
Therefore, workers in woodworking factories often secretly take some away to process and earn extra money;
this is a way for employees in this low-income factory to supplement their income.


I am a veteran. Upon returning to my hometown, I married my ex-wife through a relative's introduction, and we had Zhenzhen the following year.
My ex-wife worked in another state-owned textile company, which was more profitable and paid more than ours.


The factory was mostly female workers, and when they were working, they would often chat about everyday matters.
Back home, she would frequently talk about how so-and-so's husband had been promoted or made a fortune in business.


At that time, my daughter was still young, and whenever my wife complained that I worked hard at the factory but earned little,
she would curiously ask why her mother was unhappy. At those times,


I would pick her up and put her on my lap, saying, "Because Daddy is doing the right thing."


I liked to tell my daughter stories
about the military and the heroic deeds of national heroes during wartime. My daughter asked me
if heroes only existed during wartime, and I smiled and told her, "Heroes exist at all times.
As long as you insist on doing the right thing no matter what, then you are a hero." "    So, Daddy only does the right thing, so you're a hero too?" my daughter asked innocently


, grabbing my arm and staring at me with bright eyes. "Yes, Daddy is a hero,"   I said firmly, ignoring my wife's eye roll.   Later, during the divorce, Zhenzhen nestled in my arms, tears streaming down her face, asking why her mother left, and if her father had done something wrong. I could only stroke her hair and tell her that her father hadn't done anything wrong, but simply didn't want to.   The trigger for the divorce was the factory's six-month wage arrears, something unprecedented. At that time, our factory's profits were declining, while my wife's factory was frequently signing contracts with foreign companies, its business booming and earning her national pride. In the eyes of ordinary people, every worker in her factory deserved the title of hero.   Zhenzhen was four years old then, and my wife was just over twenty-five, in the prime of her life. I was five years older than her, and because of years of carrying loads, my back was somewhat hunched, making me look like a forty-something-year-old man. The mismatch in appearance and the difference in income finally became unbearable for my wife, and she left me and Zhenzhen, marrying a local small business owner two years later.   Actually, she didn't want to leave Zhenzhen with me, but I stood firm in court, and Zhenzhen preferred to live with her heroic father. That's how we've been able to rely on each other for so many years.   Over the years, Zhenzhen has grown up, and the material differences between her and girls her age have become increasingly apparent, but her admiration for me has never diminished. I feel that it's because I've always insisted on being a good person that God has given me such a wonderful daughter as a reward. ************************************************** **********   After many years, the factory was on the verge of bankruptcy after a failed restructuring. Most of the employees who could leave had already left. Those remaining included the permanent employees who always received their wages, and those who had made a comfortable living through side jobs.   I belonged to neither category, so my life got worse and worse. At this time, taking wooden parts out of the factory had become commonplace, and the leaders turned a blind eye . I, who never took anything, became the odd one out.   Although I was stubborn, I also knew that desperation could lead to change. My daughter is in high school with excellent grades. If all goes well, she should be able to get into a top university in a couple of years, but the tuition will be a huge problem for our family. My ex-wife has a son and a daughter from our previous marriage . Although she regularly gives Zhenzhen (my daughter's name) living expenses, I don't want to rely on her, so I started thinking about changing jobs. However, before I could even resign from the factory, I ran into trouble.   A month ago, while I was on night shift, three thieves broke into the warehouse.  They were all strong young men; they didn't look particularly menacing, but they were ruthless. That night, after I discovered them, they tried to escape, but I immediately locked the warehouse door, trapping all four of us inside.   I described to my daughter a fierce battle, how I bravely subdued the thieves despite sustaining multiple injuries. But in reality, I simply put the key in my mouth, covered my head, and cowered on the ground, taking the beating until the other security guards noticed.   Regardless, I did protect state property. The factory paid for my medical treatment and gave me a week off. Today is my first day back at work. Near the end of the workday, the factory manager gathered all the employees in the workshop for a small commendation meeting for me.   "Comrade Liu Yuan, you remained calm and fearless when facing thieves who broke into the warehouse..."












































































"He vowed to protect state property from loss, he is a hero who defended the factory, and a role model for everyone to learn from.


To show our encouragement, the factory has decided to award Comrade Liu Yuan a bonus of 500 yuan. Let's give him a round of applause!"
The factory director announced my deeds loudly on the stage. I was filled with pride
and couldn't wait to share this honor with my daughter.
But besides the 500 yuan bonus, the factory director didn't mention any other forms of recognition .
So after the meeting, I rushed to the parking lot and called him over.


"Old Liu, what's up?" The factory director had already stepped into his Audi and turned to ask me, puzzled.
"Um, Director, you see... this time,
could you add a banner or a medal or something to the reward..."


When I was lying in the hospital, Zhenzhen peeled an apple for me and said with a smile,
"Dad was so brave this time. When you get out of the hospital, your company will definitely give you a big certificate, right?" "Definitely." "


I told her.
The factory manager listened to my request, glanced at his watch, hesitated for a moment, and then said to me earnestly, 'Old Liu, you see, what those three people tried to steal that night wasn't worth much money.
We commended you mainly for your spirit.


Now you're asking for a reward, which taints that spirit with money.
How about this, didn't the factory give you five hundred yuan? A banner isn't expensive,
you can make one yourself, write whatever you want on it.
You see, I have some urgent business...' 'Okay, I understand, factory manager, you're busy...'
I've never received a banner of commendation in my life, and I didn't know what to write on it,
so I just wrote the two big characters 'Hero'.


************************************************** **********

'Zhenzhen, do you think it's good for Dad to change jobs?' I took the roast duck that my daughter had rolled up and handed me, and hesitated before speaking.


'Hmm? Why?'" She lowered her head and carefully dipped the duck meat in the sauce. "The factory wages are too low.


I always thought things would improve after the restructuring, but now it seems unlikely.
In two years you'll be going to university, and then you'll get married. Dad has to save enough for your tuition and dowry
so my daughter can have a grand wedding."


"What nonsense are you talking about!"
The sixteen-year-old girl suddenly became a little shy about getting married and retorted playfully.


"Hehe, daughters grow up and leave home. Our Zhenzhen is so pretty and hardworking, she'll probably be married off long ago.
What's there to be shy about? Could it be that she already has a crush on a boy at school?"
From childhood to adulthood, Zhenzhen had always been a little girl in my eyes, and
I rarely saw her show such a shy, grown-up demeanor. I was in a great mood today and couldn't resist teasing her.


"Don't talk nonsense! I'm only in high school, I can't even finish my homework all day,
how can I have time to pay attention to boys? Don't say another word!" Seeing that
the little girl was about to get angry, I chuckled twice and obediently shut my mouth.


But Zhenzhen wouldn't let me say anything more, and then she spoke up herself:
"I said, Dad, if you want to change jobs, then change them.
If you can't bear to leave this company, then stay here.
At worst, I won't go to university or get married. I'll go out and work to support you."


"Little girl, what nonsense are you talking about..."
As people get older, they become more sentimental. Zhenzhen's words warmed my heart, and
I quickly lowered my head and pretended to eat a crepe to hide the tears welling up in my eyes.


That day, my daughter and I were both very happy. We ate our fill and
chatted happily. Later, when Zhenzhen went to wash the dishes, she said to me:
"Actually, it's good that you can save more money. In case I'm not by your side in the future,
you can take care of yourself."


"You, saying you don't want to get married, aren't you already thinking about abandoning your old man!"
I chuckled to myself, but her expression darkened, and she didn't respond to me.


************************************************** **********


Later, I didn't change jobs. Things at the factory were getting less and less demanding, and Zhenzhen was increasingly busy with her studies,
leaving early and returning late without needing my care. I found another part-time job, and my income improved slightly.


With the improved finances, I could cook more delicious meals for my daughter every day,
buy her new clothes for her birthday and other holidays,
and finally, I started to have a small amount of savings in my account.


This peaceful life lasted for over a year.
Just when I thought everything would go as I hoped, fate
cruelly took everything away.


It was an ordinary Thursday night, past ten o'clock, and Zhenzhen still hadn't come home.
Her cell phone went unanswered. Sometimes when my ex-wife missed Zhenzhen, she would wait for her at her school gate, and the two of them would go out for a late-night snack. It was even common for Zhenzhen to stay overnight with her.
But on those occasions, Zhenzhen would always call to let me know;
she would never lose contact like tonight.


At 10:30, I finally couldn't sit still any longer, so I put on my clothes and went out to look for her.
But when I got to the school, it was deserted .
I still couldn't get through to her on the phone. I called my ex-wife and learned that she hadn't met Zhenzhen that night.


I panicked completely, searching along the road from the school to home,
but to no avail. Just as I was about to call the police, my phone rang. It was Zhenzhen calling.


"Hey, girl, where have you been?" I shouted anxiously as soon as I answered the phone,
but it wasn't my daughter's voice on the other end.


"Liu Yuan, right? Do you remember me?" The man's voice sounded familiar,
but I couldn't quite place him. He was calling me from Zhenzhen's phone, which meant...


In that instant, I was still praying that my daughter had just accidentally lost her phone and
that this call was from a kind person who had found it. But the man's next words shattered my hopes.


"Liu Yuan, your daughter is in our hands now. If we don't want anything to happen to her..."
"Just do as I say."


The man's deep voice rang out again. This time, I finally remembered who he was. More than a year ago,
in the warehouse, he had punched and kicked me while cursing viciously. I couldn't recall his name for a moment,
but I clearly remembered how ruthless his blows were.


"You... what do you want? Release my daughter!" My voice trembled involuntarily.


Zhenzhen, my daughter, my only family in the world, my only hope, is now in the hands of that bad guy!


"Heh heh, if you had agreed when I asked you to release us back then, you wouldn't be begging me here now.


Enough nonsense, just do as I say!" The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and ruthless.
Tears were already streaming down my face, but I didn't know what to do.


"What do you want? Money? How much? I'll send it over right away, don't hurt my daughter!"


"Heh heh, hurt? Don't worry, we won't hurt her, we'll just take good care of her... right? Little beauty."


The man said something, and then a familiar voice came through the receiver,
but that voice had never been so heart-wrenching…


“Dad! Save me! Save me…”


Zhenzhen’s pitiful cries made me lose my composure instantly. When the man’s voice sounded again,
my legs went weak and I knelt on the ground.


“Please, don’t hurt her. I’ll do whatever you want…”


“Very good. Liu Yuan, can your phone access the internet?”
“Yes, it can.”


A few months ago, I bought Zhenzhen a smartphone, but she said students shouldn’t use such expensive phones and
insisted that I keep it for myself. Now, I don’t know what those thugs want me to do with it.


“Very good, listen, I’m hanging up now. A video call will be sent to you from another number in a moment.
Just answer it obediently, and we’ll talk about the next steps later. Oh, and don’t call the police,
or you’ll never see your daughter again.” "


He hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking. I knelt on the ground, my mind a complete mess.
Several people around me were pointing and whispering, but I had no mind to pay them any attention.


A few minutes later, a video call invitation finally came through, and I immediately answered.


On the screen was my daughter.


I couldn't tell where she was, only vaguely discernible as a dimly lit room.
Zhenzhen's hands and feet were bound with rope and she was thrown on the ground, her hair disheveled and her clothes in disarray.


'Liu Yuan, you're on the street, aren't you? Pretty good.'
The male voice from before sounded again, with a playful tone.
'Now, take off your clothes, take them all off.'


'You bastards! Don't bully my dad!' Zhenzhen immediately started cursing upon hearing his demand,
but soon someone walked over and slapped her across the face.


'You beast! How dare you hit her!' For seventeen years, I had never laid a finger on my daughter,
but this monster dared to hit her in front of me!"


"Liu Yuan, let me tell you, if you don't obey immediately,
we'll strip your daughter naked right now and gang rape her!"


Accompanying the man's cold words was the same man who had slapped Zhenzhen tearing open the zipper of her school uniform,
revealing a white t-shirt underneath.


"I...I'll take it off, please don't touch her..."
From the moment Zhenzhen was slapped, I had lost all ability to think.


I put my phone on the ground and began frantically tearing at my clothes.


Jacket, shirt, trousers, underwear, shoes and socks...I stripped myself naked, piece by piece. A


larger crowd gathered; some were taking pictures with their phones,
others were dialing numbers, seemingly sensing something amiss and planning to call the police.


"Don't call the police, please don't call the police..." I knew that once the sirens sounded,
I would immediately lose contact with them, leaving my daughter in an abyss of despair.


So I knelt on the road, pleading with the onlookers with their phones to leave me and my daughter with a sliver of hope.


"Our great hero is quite sensible. Stripping naked in the street is much more heroic than getting beaten up in the warehouse.
How does it feel? Tsk tsk, I didn't realize your dick was so big.
Has this delicate little girl ever enjoyed it?"


The voice on the phone mocked me sarcastically. I trembled, not from the cold,
but from fear—fear for my daughter.


"Now, great hero, take off running and get to your factory's warehouse in five minutes.


If you don't get there in five minutes, your daughter's body won't be hers anymore."


Five minutes… a journey that usually takes half an hour by bus, and I could run there in five minutes… "Please…" "
Start the timer, Liu Yuan, don't try to negotiate."


On the screen, the man's hand was already maliciously placed on Zhenzhen's chest.
I screamed and broke through the crowd like a madman, starting to run wildly.


"Haha, go for it, great hero!" My feet stung from the pebbles and debris on the road,
and the thugs' mocking laughter still echoed in my ears. I had no choice but to
run frantically towards my target, ignoring the astonished stares of passersby…


"One minute left!" No, don't touch my daughter…
"Two minutes!" Let her go, come at me with whatever you want!
"Three minutes!" No…
"Four minutes!" Please…


"Oh dear, time's up, still a long way to go! Looks like our great hero is just a normal person,
can't fly, and isn't very fast!"


The nightmarish pronouncement came through the phone. My mind went blank;
I didn't even know whether to keep running or stop.


"No! Don't touch me! Dad! Help!" My
daughter's cries on the phone pulled me back to reality. The screen showed two people tearing at her clothes;
Zhenzhen's face was streaked with tears. She struggled and kicked desperately,
but the tattered fabric kept slipping from her body…


"Please…please…don't touch her…"


I sobbed uncontrollably in the middle of the road, only to be met with a cruel mockery from the other end of the line.
"Hahaha, a great hero running naked at midnight, his own daughter being gang-raped by thugs—
just hearing about this makes me incredibly aroused.


Liu Yuan, keep running! Don't stop until I tell you to! How many times your daughter gets raped tonight
depends on how fast you can run!" "
Waaah...please...let me go..."
Zhenzhen's upper body was already stripped naked; she curled up helplessly, arms wrapped around her chest, sobbing.


Every cry of pain, every tear, felt like a knife stabbing into my heart. I hated my own powerlessness,
but I had no choice but to stand up again and run towards the factory.


"I remember now, great hero, you used to be in the army, right? You must know how to shout slogans, right?"


The man's seemingly casual tone, mixed with the man's wicked laughter and Zhenzhen's screams,
sounded incredibly grating. I had no time to answer him, gritting my teeth as I sprinted forward.


My feet were already pierced and bleeding, every step was excruciating,
every step leaving a horrifying footprint of black mud and red blood.


"There aren't many people on the street at this hour, running around is too boring, come on, shout some slogans. It's okay if


you don't want to shout, we can let your daughter shout,
if she doesn't want to, I'll beat her until she does." "


No, I'll shout, I'll shout... one two one... one two one..."


**************************** ********************************

"One two one... one two one... one! two! three! four!"
"Go, Dad!"


A few years ago, when the factory was still relatively well-organized, the security guards would gather every morning for running training.
As a veteran, I shouted the slogans most accurately, so naturally I took on this task.


Back then, during winter and summer vacations, Zhenzhen loved to go to the factory with me in the mornings and
sit by the playground watching us train.


She was only thirteen or fourteen then, but she had already blossomed into a beautiful young woman. Whenever she was around,
the boys in the factory would train extra hard.


But Zhenzhen's eyes were only on me. Whenever we ran laps past her,
she would give me a thumbs up and shout, "Go, Dad!"
But why did it turn out like this...?


"One, two, one... one, two, one..."
The heart-wrenching chants echoed in the night sky, and I could hear my daughter's helpless cries.
I dared not look at the screen anymore, afraid that if I looked any longer, I would lose the courage to continue living.


"Tsk tsk, this little cunt is so tender... Liu Yuan, you have such a precious daughter but you haven't done anything with her,
what a waste! Hahahaha..."


The beastly voice came again, and I finally couldn't help but look at my phone. Just one glance made my eyes burn with rage.

Zhenzhen's clothes had been completely stripped off. Two men stood on either side, forcibly spreading her legs,
while the third man's hand—the one who had spoken—
was casually fiddling with my daughter's legs with his index finger, as if examining her.


"Stop! Please stop..." I stumbled and fell to the ground, my phone flying to the side. I
heard something said on the other end, but I didn't hear it clearly. I scrambled over.


"Oh? My little darling, your dad just fell! Didn't you keep saying your dad was a great hero and
would definitely come to save you?" "Look at him now, he can't even run properly,
what a hero, hahaha..."


Zhenzhen, she always thought I would come to save her, but...


it felt like there was a thorn stuck in her foot, making it difficult to even land. But I didn't have time to deal with it.
I gritted my teeth and stomped my foot hard. I continued, and could only continue running,
towards that damn factory that seemed like it would never be reached.


"Hero, if you're tired, stop and rest for a while, and watch the spectacle of your girl being deflowered.


You only have one daughter, this kind of scene isn't something you see every day..."


"Beast! You..."


Hearing his words, even though I already knew deep down that this moment would happen,
I still felt as if I had been hit hard in the heart by a sledgehammer. Before my roar could reach the other end of the phone,
my eyes were already on the close-up image magnified on the screen.
An ugly, dark penis slowly pierced through Zhenzhen's tender vulva,
and when it was pulled out, it was already covered in bright red blood...
Zhenzhen's screams of pain seemed to come from as far away as the sky, yet also seemed to be right next to her ears.


"Dad has to save enough for tuition and dowry so my daughter can get married in style."


Did I ever say that to her? But what did I accomplish...
one step... two steps... three steps... Dazed and confused, I didn't know what I was doing,
just mechanically running step by step, towards a non-existent destination...


"Damn, this pussy is really tight, Liu Yuan, you should try it yourself sometime..."
Stop... stop talking... let go of my daughter... let her go...
The man over there seemed to hear my inner voice, he didn't speak anymore.


But without his voice, Zhenzhen's painful cries became even clearer.


I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... You treated me like a hero, but when you needed me most,
I couldn't save you.


"Damn! I can't take it anymore! I'm coming!" "
Fuck your mother, don't come inside, I still want to fuck!" I


closed my eyes, wanting to smash my phone, to shatter this nightmare I couldn't wake from,
but the beastly voices continued to echo. I knew I could do nothing,
not even escape this heart-wrenching torture…


Zhenzhen's voice was hoarse; I couldn't make out what she was crying out through the screen,
but those men continued to deliberately humiliate me.
Every action they took against my daughter made it impossible for me to escape.


When the second man unleashed his lust on Zhenzhen,
I finally reached the factory, only to be greeted by complete darkness.


"Phew, that wasn't easy. Even though I ran a bit slowly, I finally made it. Congratulations!"
"Where's my daughter? Where are you?!"
I ignored his feigned concern, looking around for any lights.


"Huh? I didn't say we were there!
You don't think I'd be stupid enough to point you in the right direction to rescue her, do you?
You're such a fool!"


What? Zhenzhen isn't here...


As if the last straw had been broken,
I collapsed to the ground upon learning my daughter wasn't there...


"Tired? Take a break, I'll think about what to do next.
Oh, I forgot to tell you, I recorded everything we did to your daughter tonight.
Don't even think about a fight to the death. If you make any rash moves, I can easily ruin her life!"
Beast! Beast... I lay on the ground, utterly exhausted, too weak even to curse.


This land before me was the place I had tried so hard to protect,
but was this the result I got...?


"Damn it!" "You fucking shot inside too! Fuck your mothers!"


The third man climbed onto Zhenzhen's body.
I looked at the mess of blood and gray between my daughter's legs,
my fingers sinking deep into the dirt...


What could I do? What could I possibly do?!
Besides lying here like a dead dog, listening to my daughter's cries and the thugs' humiliation,
what else could I do...


Zhenzhen, tell Daddy, what can I do...?


********** ******************************************************


"Liu Yuan, why aren't you saying anything? Is your daughter not screaming loud enough? Are you bored?
Leopard, fucking use some force, look, the little girl is almost asleep from being fucked!"


How inhuman must one be to say such things? Why?
Why did God let me meet such people?


Did I do something wrong? If I hadn't locked the warehouse door that night,
if I had taken things home from the factory like everyone else earlier, if...
if only, at least my daughter would have a complete family,
and wouldn't be facing this hellish pain...
Zhenzhen, tell Daddy, did I do something wrong?


"Daddy..." Zhenzhen! It wasn't a hallucination.
Zhenzhen's faint voice, which had been barely audible, now called out with unparalleled clarity. I quickly looked up at the screen.


"Damn, something's wrong with this girl, why isn't she moving?"
The man on top of Zhenzhen, called Leopard, frantically pulled out
the ugly thing he had inserted into my daughter's body. The other two men surrounded her, one pinching her philtrum hard,
the other pressing on her heart.


"Zhenzhen! Zhenzhen! What happened to my daughter! Tell me, what happened to my daughter!!!" I


had never felt such fear for a second. Zhenzhen's last call was like a farewell,
yet also like a release. But... no, no! I can't lose my daughter like this!


"You beast!" "Damn it! What happened to my daughter?! Tell me! Tell me now!!!"
I screamed hoarsely into the phone. The man on the other end was silent for a moment, then said into the phone,


"Liu Yuan, I'm sorry."
Then he hung up.


I ran, ran like a madman… I thought I had all my strength drained away,
but I could still run, naked in the night, through every street and alley
, screaming and dialing that number that would never be reached again…
But I never found my daughter.


In the morgue, I saw my ex-wife.
She had never been so hysterical. Her slaps, her nails, her teeth,
seemed more ferocious than any thug. At that moment, I hoped she would tear me to pieces.


"What kind of hero are you! What kind of hero are you!!! Give me back my daughter!" "Give me back my daughter..."
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...
Faced with these tearful accusations, I couldn't even utter a word of apology.


Later, at the funeral, I met Zhenzhen's best friend from school.


She told me that Zhenzhen suffered from severe angina, but this girl
always secretly went to the doctor by herself, secretly enduring the pain and hiding away to take her medicine,
never telling me...


******* ************************************************** *

"Liu Yuan, because of the repeated shocks, you closed yourself off, living only in your own fantasies. I sympathize with your plight, but people still have to live, still have to look forward.


Now, one of the criminals who killed your daughter has been apprehended, and I believe it won't be long before
the other two are brought to justice.


You were once a hero who defended national property, and I believe you won't be defeated like this. I
sincerely hope you can pull yourself together soon..." The voice that pierced my ears was that of my attending physician.
He was a good man; every time I had an attack, he would pat my shoulder, with a look of pity and comfort.


"Will catching the criminal bring me back to my daughter?"
I asked wearily, but no one answered.
Later, the doctor told me I could be discharged.
"I want to ask, Dog... I'm sorry, I never knew her name."


"Her name is Ge Qin."
The doctor knew who I was asking about.


"Ge Qin..." I repeated the name and continued,
"I remember you said our symptoms were the same. She was admitted earlier than me, why was I treated first?"


"Because you are a hero, you suffered this fate while protecting the public's property,
you deserve this preferential treatment!"


The doctor answered decisively, but I saw a hint of evasion in his eyes.


"Ge Qin, what did she go through?"
Never before had I so desperately wanted to understand that woman.

************************************************** ********


"The big bad wolf bared his sharp fangs, and with a gulp, swallowed Little Red Riding Hood whole..." "
Ah! What do we do? Little Red Riding Hood has been eaten by the big bad wolf! I don't want Little Red Riding Hood to be eaten!" "


Silly girl, haven't you heard this story many times?
Later, Uncle Hunter will cut open the big bad wolf's belly and rescue Little Red Riding Hood and her grandmother."


"Really? Even if she's eaten, can she still be rescued?" "
Of course it's true. We're here, sweetie. Here, this bottle is for you.
Mommy's going inside to deliver milk. You stay quietly by the car and don't run around.
When Mommy comes out, I'll continue telling you the story, okay?"


"Okay!"


This was an upscale residential area, with rows of incredibly expensive townhouses opposite the high-rise buildings.
Ge Qin parked her bicycle in front of the high-rise apartment building, gave her daughter a few more instructions, and then carried
her suitcase inside.


The five- or six-year-old girl sat obediently on the steps, sucking on her sweet milk through a straw.
Her innocent eyes blinked as she observed this
world they came to every day, yet could never reach.


A certain spot in a row of villas across the street caught the girl's eye—a pair of eyes
staring at her from behind the ornate iron fence, filled with longing.


"Is the dog hungry? Want some milk?"
The little girl had seen this large, imposing dog many times. Although her mother had told her to stay away,
in a child's eyes, everything in the world was kind and beautiful.


"Doggy, drink some milk!"


A slender arm reached through the fence into a place it shouldn't have, and
half a bottle of white milk, carrying the little girl's goodwill, was offered to the large dog.


"Awooo!"
A loud growl suddenly rang out, accompanied by the little girl's panicked cries.


As Ge Qin was placing the last bottle of milk into the milk box outside a resident's door, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest,
as if she had a premonition of something. She rushed towards the elevator…


but she only managed to save her daughter's mangled, lifeless body,
paying the price with a deep, bone-revealing wound on her arm…


********************************* *************************


"That's right, you were given priority treatment not because of any heroism,
but because the people who sponsored Ge Qin didn't want her to receive treatment."


The doctor sighed, locked the door, lit a cigarette, and before I could ask why, he continued: "Ge Qin's husband has been bedridden for years, and the family relies solely on her income.


This vicious dog attack was exceptionally serious, involving a life, and couldn't be easily resolved.
But the good news for the victim is that Ge Qin has gone mad."


Her husband couldn't pursue the case, and she was already mentally unstable, so no one could continue with legal means.
In the end, the milk company intervened to mediate.
The final agreement was that the family would cover Ge Qin and her husband's medical expenses,
and in return, they wouldn't pursue the matter of the dog.
Simply put, that family paid for the dog's life.


After Ge Qin came here, she kept saying that her daughter was still inside the dog's stomach and
that she wanted to cut it open to rescue her daughter. Before you came in,
she hadn't mentioned being a "dog woman,"
but she was genuinely concerned about the dog's condition. She said her daughter was still inside, and even if she couldn't save the child,
she at least wanted to ensure the dog was fed and clothed so her daughter wouldn't go hungry or cold…
"You just said that family didn't want Ge Qin to receive treatment?" "


That's right. Think about it,
how could a mother accept the family's attitude that her daughter's life was less important than a dog's?
And how could they just let it go?" " They're not short of money, they're just afraid Ge Qin will cause trouble again after she's cured,
so they're asking us to just drag this out, not to kick her out, but not to cure her either." "


What about Ge Qin's husband?" "Dead, from last year.
A cripple, without anyone to take care of him, going hungry one day and full the next, he won't last long..."


The doctor chain-smoked, deep self-reproach in his eyes. I understood his predicament,
but still couldn't help asking: "Isn't it the doctor's decision how to treat a patient?"


"Sigh..." He sighed, got up and paced back and forth in his office. After a long while, he spoke again:
"Liu Yuan, regarding that sentence you always say, 'A hero is someone who insists on doing the right thing no matter what,'
I personally agree.


I am a doctor, saving lives is my duty. When I graduated from medical school, I also swore an oath that
no matter if the patient is a hero, a criminal, a rich man, or a beggar,
I will do my best to give them the best treatment I can."


For me, this is the right thing to do.


However, although I'm reluctant to say it aloud, I have to admit that in this society,
not everyone has the right to be a hero.


Or rather, it's precisely because not everyone can do it that those who truly do are called heroes.
Liu Yuan, I admire you, but I'm sorry, I can't be like you. '
I understand, thank you, doctor.'


************************************************* *********


I went to see that man named Chen Biao. That night, and in the nightmares that haunted me afterward,
it was his voice that shattered my life bit by bit.
He said it was all my fault.


'We were just getting some wooden beads, how much could they be worth? Your factory workers
were carrying them back by the boxful, could you control that? Liu Yuan, it's all your fault.
If you hadn't fought us so fiercely for those worthless things, things wouldn't have turned out like this.'


Do you know what? My whole life has been ruined since I got out of the police station!
Everyone knows I'm a thief, my wife wants a divorce, my son won't talk to me,
what the hell did I do?


In this society, people rake in thousands of dollars every day and nobody dares to stop them,
but I've ended up like this just because of a few boxes of broken beads. It's all because of you!
Liu Yuan, you wanted to play the hero, and you ruined me, your daughter, and yourself!


Was I wrong? I once thought I was the only one sober in a world of fools, I've been crazy, and now I'm sober again,
but I still don't understand this.


I hate him, but separated by a glass partition, I'm still powerless against him.


I went back to the mental hospital to visit Ge Qin.


"Naked Runner, why did you suddenly leave without saying goodbye?
Are you coming back? You're dressed so neatly, are you no longer going to be a hero?
What will happen to the world? Who will save the world?"


After not seeing her for a while, she had so many questions for me, but I didn't answer.


"Hey, how did you escape last time?"
"Hmm...can I still trust you?"
She looked at me suspiciously, hesitant to reveal her secret.


"It's okay, you don't need to tell me how. Just tell me if you can escape again."
"What are you going to do?"
she asked cautiously.


I smiled and extended my hand:
"Miss Helldog, I, the Naked Runner, now formally invite you to be my partner
. Let's save the world together.


If you can escape again, if you accept my invitation, I'll be waiting for you outside tonight!"


************************************************* *********


I don't know if I'm wrong, but I know there's something right waiting for me to do.
I know I can't save the world, but I know people shouldn't live only in their own fantasies.
That night, I waited for Ge Qin, and we ran wildly through the deserted streets at midnight.


As I ran, I took off all my clothes.
I told her that although I might need to disguise myself a little in the future, I would still be the streaking hero she knew.


Later, we ran to a riverbank, sat side by side, and watched the slowly flowing water.


Dawn broke, and the shimmering river was dyed golden.
Ge Qin opened her arms wide and shouted happily at the rising sun. I laughed, tears streaming down my face.


Later, I showed her a real photo and told her that this was my daughter, but I couldn't find her.

Ge Qin smiled, sniffled, and said to me,
"Don't forget, I'm a real 'dog girl,' I have a very keen sense of smell. I will definitely help you find her!"




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