She is brighter than the stars

In the black airtight space, the smell of blood is like a kind of heart-piercing poison, sticking to the body makes people feel sick.

The door was opened, and the boy walked out covered in blood, greedily breathing the air outside, like a dying fish.

After a while, the door opposite the boy opened, and the same filthy child came out from inside.

Her eyes were glazed over, and a sharp dagger was still tightly gripped in her hand.

Blood of unknown origin is entwined on it, dripping like a broken faucet.

The boy gasped and called out tentatively, "Wen Wan."

Hearing the voice, Wen Wan seemed to see the person standing opposite her.

She stared at the boy's face for a full minute, and her eyes finally regained some clarity.

She subconsciously dropped what was in her hand, and staggered into the opponent's arms.

"Scared to death, I almost died just now."

The boy patted the other person's back reassuringly, wiped off the blood stains on her face, and said softly: "Hey, it's already out, don't be afraid."

At night, the number of people on the Datong bunk was reduced by half.

After the exhausting fight, everyone fell into a deep sleep.

The boy and Wen Wan huddled together, sharing a thin blanket.

Unable to fall asleep, Wen Wan whispered in the boy's ear.

"What if one day the people locked in a small black room are you and me?"

The small black room, as the name suggests, is pitch black inside.

They are led in blindfolded every day, not knowing who their opponents are, or what kind of weapons they will be given in their hands. After the door is closed, there is only one thing they have to do.

Kill each other and live.

The fight in the small black room has no meaning, it is just the perverted hobby of the organizer.

He liked to see people struggling for their lives.

If someone gave up, he would even terminate the duel immediately, and punish that person with more cruel means, until that person chose to fight desperately in order not to suffer anymore.

It doesn't matter who lives and who dies, as long as he is happy.

The boy moved the quilt to Wen Wan's body, and helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, "Don't think about it."

Wen Wan was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

She stretched her arms out from under the quilt and spoke childishly.

"If there is such a day, you kill me. I have no father or mother, and no one in this world cares about my life or death. But you are different. You have to go out alive and find them."

Under the silver moonlight, her gentle eyes were extraordinarily bright.

The boy froze for a moment, "There won't be that day."

Wen Wan got up and looked at the boy's face seriously, "Then why didn't you promise me."

Seeing the other party's resolute expression, the boy didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

After getting the answer from the other party, Wen Wan still felt uneasy.

She stretched out her little finger, "Let's pull the hook."

The boy hesitated, stretched out his little finger and wrapped it around the other's.

"If there is such a day, I will kill you. Before that, you are not allowed to die."

She smiled gently, "I won't."

Fingers crossed, stamped, an unbreakable oath was engraved in the hearts of the two of them like a totem.

The next day, the boy came out of the little black room again bloodstained.

People from other rooms came out one after another to treat the wound, but the boy was still leaning against the door.

He hasn't seen the person he wants to see yet.

Finally all the doors were opened, and the boy frantically rushed back into the small dark room.

"Gentle."

Suddenly, a strong sense of weightlessness came, and the boy seemed to fall into a whirlpool, and he didn't have time to see the appearance of the man on the ground.

In the back seat of the dilapidated pickup truck, Xie Junyu suddenly opened his eyes.

Qing, who was in the front row, turned her head and said with a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "Pan, are you having a nightmare again?"

Xie Junyu didn't answer, took two mouthfuls of the water at hand.

Shan, who was driving, glanced at Xie Junyu through the rearview mirror, "You only slept for 10 minutes, take a rest."

Xie Junyu lowered his head and rubbed his temples, "Where are you?"

Shan replied, "We're almost at City Y."

Qing fiddled with the electronic equipment in her hand, "I can finally take a good rest."

While speaking, two rapid gunshots sounded.

The bullet almost flew past Qing's nose, piercing the front glass of the car in an instant.

Shan pushed Qing's head down and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

The car let out a roar, and rushed out like the wind.

After entering the urban area, the three quickly abandoned their car and dispersed to escape. They met in a small hotel in a dark alley more than two hours later.

In the dilapidated room, Qingbangshan bandaged the wound on his arm and said with a serious expression.

"You came to us with real swords and guns. It seems that the last time you destroyed the stronghold in City C, you made the higher-ups very angry. Fortunately, you are in the safe zone, otherwise you would really be beaten into a sieve."

Xie Junyu lowered his eyes, "Are all the children rescued from City C whereabouts?"

"Two more are unclaimed and are currently in international shelter."

Xie Junyu closed his eyes tiredly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, "You about the greeting card..."

Qing was a little excited, "When are you still thinking about Little White Rabbit? He married a rich man and was extremely happy, but you are on the run, big brother!"

Shan covered her mouth, "Pay attention to your throat."

Qing snorted bitterly, wrapped up the gauze and went to tinker with her little computer.

At night, both Qinghe Shan fell asleep, and Xie Junyu sat on the chair alone.

He couldn't sleep, so he followed him by the way.

It's just that even when he was awake, everything about Anhe was still clearly imprinted in his mind.

When he was three years old, he was separated from his mother in the shopping mall, and when he opened his eyes, he was locked in a huge room.

There were about forty or fifty children like him in the room, no more than five years old at most, all of which Anhe bought from the black market.

3000 yuan is not enough to buy a brand-name bag, but it is considered a relatively high price in the trading market.

Babies cry unavoidably in unfamiliar environments.

Xie Junyu saw Wen Wan in the miserable little faces.

I don't know if it's just being dumb by nature or something, Wen Wan just looked at the crowd blankly, as if she didn't understand why they were crying.

By the time she realized it, the man in black in a suit had locked her up with another fat little boy.

Since that day, they have all lived a life of survival of the fittest.

Wanting to get out of the dark river is more uncomfortable than dying once.

Everyone in this room has a personal experience.

Seeing Shan and Qing sleeping soundly on the bed, Xie Junyu suddenly regretted pulling them in.

While feeling guilty, Xie Junyu heard a burst of small footsteps.

Almost a second later, Shan opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Qing's vigilance was a little bit weak, and when she woke up, she was already hugged by Shan and jumped out of the window.

Xie Junyu followed closely behind.

There was a "bang" gunshot, and Qing cursed in a low voice, "Grass, use a gun in a peaceful area, how much they hate you."

The rushing wind made Qing's voice sound hoarse again, but it was not so abrupt when mixed with the chaotic gunshots.

Running all the way, the three fled to the pier in a panic.

The shooting forced them apart, and Xie Junyu ran into the container area.

Shan lifted Qing like a sack, and the two hid in the giant ship docked by the pier.

After two gunshots, the spotlights that had been hanging high above the pier were extinguished, leaving only the silvery white moonlight under the dark sky for an instant.

The full moon means that today should be a domestic reunion festival.

Shan hid in the ship's cargo hold with Qing on his back, looking for a handy weapon in the room.

Escaping is not an option, and they have no way to escape.

In the quiet air, an inaudible muffled hum reached Shan's ears.

He turned his head.

Under the pale moonlight, a dark liquid slowly flowed out along Qing's abdomen.

Looking at Qing's dying state, Shan's face, which always has only one appearance, showed a very funny expression.

He seemed sad and surprised, but he couldn't look sad, he just frowned stiffly, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down.

Qing looked indifferent, and even laughed because of the other party's expression.

"I'm not fucking dead yet."

Shan, who was not good at words, opened his mouth, but Qing spoke before him.

"Don't take the opportunity to express your love, I don't like an inhuman player like you."

The green and hoarse voice is like rough sandpaper grinding on the heart of the mountain.

He took off his shirt and made a simple gauze to help Qing wrap up the wound, and said softly.

"I know."

They tried to lower their voices as much as possible, but they were still noticed.

Hearing footsteps getting closer outside the door, Shan picked up a long knife used to break up salmon and walked slowly to the door.

On the other side, Xie Junyu shuttled between the containers, looking for a way to deal with the pursuers behind him.

Listening to the movement of the other party, it seems that there is only one person following him.

After a few rounds of cat-and-mouse games, the two ran into each other at a corner by accident.

After some fighting, the man took out the gun from his waist.

The bullets seemed to have eyes, and every shot precisely avoided Xie Junyu's body.

Xie Junyu quickly stood up from the ground, "Don't use the gun, you can't use it well."

The person standing opposite him suddenly giggled, "You know it's me."

Xie Junyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "He will definitely send you."

The person in the dark walked slowly into the moonlight, and the cute little face that belonged to Wen Wan was revealed, which was the same as in memory.

She looked at Xie Junyu with clear eyes, "So, you must have thought about today."

Xie Junyu did not speak.

He has seen such a scene countless times in his dreams.

Wen Wan smiled, "Is it necessary to do this? Destroy one stronghold, and there will be countless strongholds. As long as there are interests to drive, organizations like Dark River will never disappear."

Xie Junyu took a deep breath, "I just don't want to see another you."

Wen Wan was absent for a moment.

She lowered her eyes and whispered, "But I'm already me."

Xie Junyu looked at the person in front of him with infinite grief, but finally couldn't bear to speak any more.

He frowned slightly, and said softly, "What's their order?"

A mischievous smile suddenly appeared on the gentle lips.

She wiped her lips with her little finger and pulled out the dagger at her waist, "Guess."

The wind picked up, blowing a huge cloud in the distance.

The moonlight was blocked, and the whole world was like a huge black room.

The figures of the two were entangled together in the darkness, and every shot hit each other's vitals.

Soon, bloodstains of unknown origin covered their bodies.

Wen Wan suddenly rushed towards Xie Junyu fiercely.

At the very moment, Xie Junyu kicked Wen Wan violently in the stomach, and then snapped off her wrist.

The moment the dagger fell, Xie Junyu caught it in the air and stuck it straight into Wen Wan's chest.

The little man who was still extremely vigorous just now lost his strength in an instant, and fell into Xie Junyu's arms like when he came out of the hut countless times.

"So you remember."

Xie Junyu caught him firmly, and another inexplicable liquid besides blood fell from his face.

He murmured the name of the person in his arms, but nothing could be heard in the wind except the sound of the waves.

With tears in his eyes blurred, Xie Junyu remembered the first night he spent in the dark river.

Underworld does not allow people to use names, only code names when they come here.

In the room full of crying, two indifferent children naturally leaned together.

"My name is Wen Wan, what's your name?"

"Thank you Junyu."

Xu felt that he was too indifferent, or that the crying was really disturbing, Xie Junyu looked at the little man beside him again, looking for something to say.

"Why are you called Wen Wan?"

The little girl with red lips and white teeth blinked her big watery eyes and smiled sweetly as if she was completely unaffected by the outside world.

"Maybe because I was born in Jiangnan."

End