The most brave system in history

Shen Jie felt very hungry at the moment,

At first it just made him feel slightly uncomfortable,

After a while, it has transformed into general fatigue caused by hypoglycemia. I started to think unclearly, so I was eager to find a restaurant to have a full meal.

But he is very clear that he has not met a single family for nearly an hour and a half from riding at noon to 26:[-] p.m.

He still underestimated how desolate the Gobi Desert in this remote western town was,

At this time, he still remembered that there were still a few boxes of biscuits in his backpack, but he really didn't want to eat those,

It would be nice to have a hot meal,

But then he thought of a very terrible thing: there was no money.

There is nothing in this world more terrifying than being poor!

He only has more than 400 yuan in his hand now,

Now use one point, less one point,

Because I followed my parents here and there to work outside since I was a child, just thinking about that kind of poor life is scary,

If there is someone in the family who can make money and can take some responsibility for him,

At present, the Gobi Desert is only illuminated by the moon, and everything around only leaves a small piece of light in the wilderness in front of me.

That sense of hopelessness lingered in his heart, causing him an indescribable pain and depression,

This emotion seems to have grabbed his neck with one hand, making him almost out of breath.

He was obviously very hungry, but when he ate the biscuits, he scratched the place where he was suffocated due to depression, and it was really indescribably uncomfortable.

"I have to eat enough. Only when I am full can I be strong and strong."

He has asked for nothing else.

He still clearly remembers that woman named 'Gan Liling' rampaging against him for no reason in the afternoon,

Under the circumstances at that time, as long as he couldn't react, he would definitely be killed at that speed.

Anyone who suffered repeated blows and faced such a life-and-death crisis, and was about to kill himself for no reason, that kind of pain and despair filled his whole heart at this moment.

The wind at night is very cool, blowing on the body and brushing the face, making people feel very soft,

In fact, after so many blows, he no longer wanted to get anything,

"Really, that's all it takes to be gentle."

He almost said this in a crying voice,

The tiredness and depressed emotions are like an iron ball worth a lot of money in this vast Gobi desert, pressing on him, making him really want to...,

To be more precise, at this moment, he had already taken out the kitchen knife from his backpack, and lightly slashed at his wrist, a cut. The pain so intensely stimulated his nerves,

Through the moonlight, he could see that blood was overflowing from his wrist,

He only remembered at this time, because his strength had increased a lot, the little strength just now was already great.

"God has been good to me."

He has lived in this world for so many years, but he understands that for an ordinary person to make a little progress, he has to practice a lot. How could Shen Jiehe De suddenly increase his strength so much.

With these chaotic emotions, Shen Jie forced a smile on his face, took a breath,

The gas traveling down the choked windpipe made him uncomfortable, but it also kept him alive.

During the day, it was obviously hot as hell, but not long after, it was already like the wind in late autumn, penetrating into his bones through his short-sleeved shirt,

Really, after going a few hundred meters like this,

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a concrete hut in the wilderness on the right side of the gravel road.

If it wasn't for the improvement in his daytime vision, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

"Could there be ghosts?"

In his eyes, the world tens of meters away is completely pitch black, and the ones that are a little closer are also hazy.

When he thought of this, he felt goose bumps on his back and all over his body.

"Come on, I don't want to live anyway, if you want me to die, come here."

He roared feebly into the wilderness, his voice was very sad,

This feeling has surpassed that of childhood, because parents were poor, they even had to give him a little food, so that he could barely eat enough.

He imagined: the big grains of rice filled a small bowl. If he could take a bite, he would have to chew it for a long time, so that the purest sweetness of starch would fill his heart.