Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

The broken walls and ruins collapsed with a bang, billowing dust was thrown up, blood was splashed everywhere, there was the panting sound of life passing by in my ears, and the red siren issued a warning:

"The probability of being completely rescued is 0, choose one of the two, and the probability of saving one exceeds 50%!"

One……

The people under the ruins laughed and died.

boom!

The picture suddenly turned down, the scream of the woman mixed with the laughter of the vampire, there was a burst of screams, suddenly the dark red blood stained the silver bayonet red,

tick, tick...

The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, the window that was blown open by the wind "creaked" and swayed in the wind, and the air in the room was bitingly chilly.

It took Berlin a long time to turn his head consciously, as if he had just woken up from his nightmare. The iron alarm clock next to the bed made a slight sound, and the time was exactly pointing to 5 o'clock.

I got up and closed the window, stepped on the floor with bare feet, went to the bathroom next to the kitchen and splashed cold water on my face, repeated three times. One can faintly see a long black thread hanging from it, hidden in the collar.

Wiping off the water stains on his face, he took out all the money from the bottom of the cabinet and held it in his hands, wrapped his clothes and went out.

After the all-night carnival, the garbage area was silent and depressed after 5 o'clock in the morning. There were very few people on the street, and some shops and stalls hadn't even opened yet.

Berlin walked to the door of a store. The closed doors and windows showed that the boss inside was still awake. He raised his hand and knocked on the door three times, regularly and clearly.

It took a long time for the door to be opened by a yawning boss. He shook his sharp ears, and it took a long time to recognize a human being at the door. He said in a bad tone, "There is no food for you."

Apparently he thought of Berlin as a beggar who came to his door early in the morning to beg for food.

"I'm here to buy flowers"

flower?The boss closed the door with a pause, and took another careful look at the person at the door. It took a long time before he reluctantly stepped aside and invited someone to come in.

"what are you looking for?"

The store is relatively spacious, densely packed with many different kinds of flowers. A human being was wiping the floor with a towel. Seeing him startled, it seemed that he didn't expect a customer to come so early, and smiled politely at him.

"There's no need to clean here, you go to the back to work." The boss told the employees in the store to go down, and he came to greet this thin customer.

The human beings in the garbage area are basically working for others to earn money, and the owners of all the shops are either blood race or mixed blood.

"Please give me thirty white roses"

After the boss made the selection, he packed it in plain white paper selected in Berlin. For a while, he suspected that the young man could not afford the money. When he saw the silver coins on the table, he was relieved and asked casually, "For a little lover? Go on a date? "

"No, go to the grave"

The boss looked up for a moment, the door had been opened and closed, and the person holding a bouquet of flowers had already left.

"Bai Qiangwei took it to sweep the grave...there is something wrong with this man's brain." The boss yawned, collected the silver coins, and continued to sleep.

Going up from the garbage area is a one-star area. To go to the first-star area, in addition to having a certain status, the most important thing is to have money. If you have money, you can buy a pass, and the pass represents your status.

But at the junction between them there is a place that is unruled, a green jungle, with a circular clearing in the middle, and the jungle surrounds the clearing, remote and desolate.

Berlin walked into the jungle, with a bouquet of white roses in full bloom in his arms, and his boots were wet with dew. When he stopped, he stood on the edge of the jungle, and at a glance, he could see several White bumps, these bumps are square tombstones.

The fence is entwined with blooming morning glory, which is full of vitality. When the fence is pushed away, a morning glory falls from the vine.

Berlin placed the white roses in his arms on the tombstone one by one, and the moist dew on the petals dripped in front of the monument.

Finally, he stood in front of a tombstone, quietly looking at the photo of the person on the tombstone. It was a girl with a gentle smile. He stroked the cold tombstone with his hand, brushed the name on the tombstone with his fingertips, and then straightened up. The body moves forward.

The tombstones here are arranged in several rows and columns, and only the top two tombstones stand alone.

The two tombstones were next to each other, and Berlin swept away the dead leaves that fell on one of the tombstones with his hands. Finally, there was a trace of warmth in the corner of his sleeping mouth. He squatted down and sat in the middle of the two tombstones, lay back, and slowly Slowly closed his eyes.

The warm wind blew past, and a faint rose fragrance wafted from the cemetery.I don't know how long it took, Berlin opened his eyes, and his eyes were sober. He straightened his upper body and looked at the fence where he walked in, with a vigilant face.

"I have to go now"

Berlin got up, and didn't return the way he came from, but got into the jungle in the other direction.

In the desolate cemetery, only the white rose in front of the tombstone swayed in the wind.

***

The lame doctor saw Berlin, put down the stethoscope in his hand, wrote down the prescription on the paper, and asked the little nurse to prescribe the medicine, then stood up and led Berlin to his office.

The so-called office is just a small room next door.

He closed the door, sat on his stool and asked "how are you?"

"It's ready, I'm here this time to buy some medicine"

The lame doctor subconsciously began to feel a little nervous, even a little scared "...this is a garbage area, not all medicines are available"

"It's just some common medicine. Are you afraid?"

The lame doctor shook his head against his will, and remembered how this man was holding a scalpel to bandage himself. He was already used to the scene of surgery, and he couldn't help but feel nauseous.

Fortunately, the medicine Berlin needed was some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine, and a few sealed small syringes.

Just about to use a bag to pack these things for him, Berlin has already reached out and took the things and stuffed them into his baggy clothes "no trouble"

Instead, the lame doctor was taken aback.

When Berlin returned to his residence, he didn't turn on the light, put the medicine in his clothes on the table and went to the bathroom.

The sound of "哗啦啦" water rang for a long time before he came out wearing a bath towel. His hair was still dripping, his chest was fair, and a long sword pendant was tied around his neck. Suddenly, there was a hideous scar from the shoulder of his right hand. Extends all the way to the wrist.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and there was no light in the room, only the pale moonlight came in through the window, but he didn't turn on the light, went to the bed and sat down.

A lot of medicine bottles on the table had been opened. He took out a syringe, tore open the sealed bag, picked a few bottles of medicine and mixed them together. After shaking well, he sucked a small tube with the syringe. He pushed it up, and the light yellow The liquid emerges from the needle tip.

Looking for a good position facing his arm, he injected all the liquid medicine in the syringe. In the dark night, his light blue eyes flashed black for a moment, and when the syringe was pushed to the end and pulled out, he returned to his usual state. blue eyes.

The syringe was thrown on the table by him, and he lay back, regardless of the dripping water from his still wet hair, he lay down on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes for a while.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew the white rose in front of the tombstone off the tombstone.

"Meow~" The black cat's two eyes emit a creepy green light at night.

With a pair of hands with black nails, he picked up the fallen morning glory on the ground beside the fence. The black cloak covered most of the figure, and he couldn't see his face clearly. The white rose, just stopped for a moment, stepped on the white rose and walked over.

The black cat following behind gave a "sight" sound, sniffed and smelled the trampled white rose flower, shook its long beard, poked it with its paw, and suddenly opened its mouth wide to bite the rose flower in its mouth.

The cemetery at night is even more gloomy. The black cat squinted its eyes and rubbed against its owner's feet, putting down the white rose it was biting.

"Meow~"

The figure in the black cloak leaned down and picked up the black cat, raised his hand, and slowly comforted "A white rose... no matter how much I like it, it's just a lifeless flower." The voice was a little strange in the night.

The cat in his arms "meowed" several times, looked at the roses on the ground, but obediently curled up its tail in the eyes of the owner.

The scarlet eyes reflected the white roses, glowing a strange dark red color.

"Meow!" The black cat was frightened, and flexibly buried its head, "Meow~meow~"

"You are so annoying"