execution boy

I can't remember how long I've been stuck here, and I haven't seen Zhao Yi since that time.

The girl who feeds me every day has the same name as Sara. She never talks much. Every time she feeds me routinely, she has no intention of talking to me. Every time I want to chat with her, she is indifferent. His eyes stopped.

I became short-tempered and even went on a hunger strike for two days, but Sara didn't seem to care about my health, maybe in her view I was just making trouble for no reason.

But I couldn't resist the hunger at all, and finally gave in.

Even though the curtains in the room blocked all the sunlight, I could feel the day passing and the fear getting clearer.

I'm afraid that my father really came to China to save me, I don't know.

What exactly does Zhao Yi want, but he can faintly feel his hatred for his father.

I think I have to do something, I want to escape, I want to try my best to escape.

When Sara brought me food again, I secretly hid a chopstick. I didn't know what I was doing with the chopstick, but I thought I had to hide some weapons.

When I first came to China, I didn't know how to use chopsticks at all, but I was very curious about this kind of thing. After learning it slowly, I found that it is really easy to use.

Since I hid that chopstick, I have something to do every day, I rub that chopstick with the floor every day, I want to make it sharp.

But before my weapon became sharper, the bad news arrived early.

Sara was wearing a snow-white dress today, holding a pile of delicious-looking food in front of me, and said to me: "Hey, I think you must eat better today, your father will arrive tomorrow, and brother He will not let you go, he will definitely kill you."

I saw pity in her eyes, and it pissed me off.

I think I haven't done anything to feel sorry for her. Even for Zhao Yi, even if he doesn't recognize me as his younger brother, at least he shouldn't hurt me.

I know that if I hesitate to waste time, I will end up with a dead end.

I said, "Since it's the last meal, can you untie my hands, I want to eat by myself."

Sara shook her head: "No."

I begged her: "One hand, untie my other hand, I just want to finish this meal properly."

Maybe it's because I seem to be very obedient these days. Except for those two days of ridiculous hunger strikes, I never resisted her, and she finally agreed to my request.

Just as she was untying the rope for me, I thrust the chopsticks into her chest forcefully.

Sara looked at her chest in amazement, so she began to resist and firmly blocked my hand, only one of my hands was free.

Seeing that she was about to break the chopstick, I could only forcefully insert the chopstick into her thigh again.

The white dress she was wearing had been stained blood red.I shrank back to the corner of the bed in fright when I saw such a scene.

Sara's wound must be very painful. I cried and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Suddenly, a weird smile appeared on the corner of Sara's mouth, and she dressed roughly and said, "You are so naive, do you think you can escape like this? If you don't believe me, go out and have a look."

I wiped my tears, untied the other hand, and ran out the door frantically, but when I got out of the door, I found that this was a corridor, and I ran frantically towards the end of the corridor, I believe the opposite side There must be a door, as long as I gently push it open, I can see the light.

But I found that I was wrong. There was a door at the end of the corridor, but it was locked tightly, and I couldn't push it open at all.

A huge sense of loss and powerlessness surrounded me, and my body slipped and fell to the ground.

I thought I had to go back and ask Sara for help, but when I got back to the house, Sara was dead.

It was the scariest sight I had ever seen. A beautiful girl was covered in blood, but she looked serene, her eyes seemed to open at any moment.

I didn't even dare to go near that corpse.

I walked along the wall to the window and opened the curtains. I didn't see the sunlight I expected, because there was obviously only a wall behind the window.

I was cold with great fear, this was a place where I couldn't go out, and next to me was a dead body.

I just sat there for a long time, not daring to move, I was always afraid that if I moved, something terrible would wake up.

It's dark and cold here, and there's a gust of wind blowing from nowhere, which makes people feel bitingly cold. I think this is what people often call hell.

I'm too afraid of this place, I can't stay in this room any longer, I feel that Sara will open her eyes and rush towards me at any moment, I'm afraid she will turn into a ghost to seek revenge on me.

I went to the corridor and hid beside the big iron gate. Although the wind was blowing here, I could see a little light through the gap in the door. I thought there must be sunshine behind this door.

Even so, I still look towards that room from time to time, I am afraid that Sara will come out of the door and kill me, even though I know that for two days, she is dead.

I was so hungry that I had to go back to eat the food she left that day, and drank the orange juice that had started to go bad, but when I had nothing to eat, I suddenly felt that the corpse was not so scary.

When people are in a state of extreme hunger and thirst, they will not feel horrible when they see anything. Sometimes when I return to that room and see the dried blood on Sara's body, I feel a little pity and want to lick it off.

I don't know how long it took, but just as I was starting to despair, I heard the sound of the iron door being opened. I had no strength at this time, and I thought no matter who came, I would crawl to him, just for a sip of water.

It is translated by Zhao.

Zhao Yi gently hugged me, at this moment I just wanted to cry.

Zhao Yi put me in a car, gave me a bottle of water to drink slowly, and gave me some food, and told me gently that I must drink slowly and eat slowly, with a gentle voice Like an angel.

He told me that he would take me to see my father.

I froze, water spilled a car.

"My father is here?"

Zhao Yi turned around and smiled strangely: "Yes, your father is here, and he is looking for you, Xiaodao, you will meet him soon, are you happy?"

Now I don't want to think about what happened, I just want to go back to my father.

Zhao Yi drove the car all the way to the river, he said that my father was waiting for me there.

"Can I trust you?" I asked weakly, even though I knew that he was my only lifeline.

Zhao Yi didn't answer me, but asked me instead: "Aren't you willing to believe me?"

I grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Zhao Yi, I am willing to trust you, I am willing. My father is safe, right?"

Zhao Yi suddenly burst out laughing and looked at me with amusement in his eyes, as if looking at the world's most stupid idiot.

Such a smile makes me creepy. When I was a child, he was not like this.

When the car arrived at the riverside, I saw a big boat moored on the bank. Zhao Yi said to me, "That's the boat, and your father is in the boat."

I looked at the ship full of hope and rushed over.

When I got on the boat, the hull suddenly shook, and I knew it was the boat moving.

I yelled, "Father! Father! Where are you?"

But the scene in front of me made my blood run cold and my hands and feet were cold.

At some point, Zhao Yi stood in front of me with a gun in his hand, and lying next to him, covered in blood, was my father.

There seemed to be gunshots in my ears, and the smell of gunpowder seemed to fill my nostrils.

Zhao Yi said with a cold face: "You are really not good."

I slumped on the ground: "Zhao Yi, why did you do this? Why?"

Zhao Yi sneered: "I'm doing this for your own good, don't you know?"

"You said that father is safe."

Zhao Yi had a cold face: "Why is he safe? A knife?"

I suddenly wanted to laugh: "If I had a gun in my hand, I would aim it at your head, you know?"

Zhao Yi raised his pretty eyebrows and handed me the gun in his hand: "Xiaodao, I will give you this chance."

I picked up the gun and pointed it at him in a daze, tears fell: "You were very good to me when I was young, do you remember? You carried me behind your back, and when it rained, you went to school with me, and you made others Bullying me, why are you like this..."

What I said was incoherent, but he seemed to understand and smiled: "Xiaodao, I'm helping you."

My emotions were close to collapse. Looking at my father's body on the ground, I yelled loudly, pointed a gun at Zhao Yi, and my hands were shaking.

This is the last, all I remember.

Doctor Doug shook me hard: "Mark! Mark! Wake up! Wake up!"

I was woken up by Dr. Doug with tears blurring my vision.

Dr. Doug said beside him, "It's just a dream, Mark."

I lost my strength in an instant, lay on the sofa chair, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Oh, it was just a dream.