dead fiancée returns

Shen Shuning still remembers the day when he was taken away from the orphanage.

It was summer, and the weather was very hot. He was wearing the white-sleeved shorts that children in the orphanage uniformly wore, and was waiting for Tao Yang's letter.After separating from Tao Yang, he developed the habit of writing and communicating with Tao Yang.

The letterman who delivered the letter put a letter into the letter box outside the orphanage. He ran out, stood on tiptoe and reached out to pick up the letter. Someone covered his mouth and nose from behind, and he fainted in horror. When he woke up, he found himself in a car.

He was kidnapped.

The scene where the protagonist in the TV series was kidnapped and finally escaped did not happen to him. Those people watched him very closely. They gave him good food and drink, and then put him in a box and sent him to a large on board.

On that big boat, he met other children who had the same experience as him.

A month later, they were sent to Country F. Someone changed them into uniform white long trousers, and then locked them in batches into a white room.

In the room, apart from the bed and the toilet placed in the corner, there are only monitors in all directions that cannot be avoided.

like a prison.

Shen Shuning still feels that it is a purgatory on earth.

At first, they were just getting some blood samples, and every day, people in masks came to ask them some questions, and they were taught F language.

The room is shared by two people. His roommate is a foreign kid with a small mole on his nose. After crying for two or three days, he sneaks up to him and calls him cautiously in the newly learned F language.

"Shen Shuning..."

"Are not you afraid?"

How can you not be afraid?He thought with a blank face.

He had never been so scared before, he didn't know what those people were going to do to them, he just watched them walk in front of him, he was so afraid that he would scratch his fingers.

It's just that the way he is afraid is not crying or making trouble. He will self-mutilate quietly. Only the pain caused by the self-mutilation can suppress the inner fear.

He would often stare at the monitor above his head, wondering what kind of person would be watching them, and what would happen to them next.

A month later, they were brought together.

They were told that they were about to take part in a sacred experiment-the God-making Project.

The sentence that swears by the nightmare: "Celuiquitra hitles dieux serapuni del'enfer. [Be loyal to the will of God forever, and those who betray the gods will be punished in hell.]"

"Tuaimes Dieu [Do you love God?]"

Tall people wearing masks or masks, in gentle tones, questioned them who averaged only up to their knees.

"Oui, jel'aime. [Yes, I love it]"

"Oh, c'estbien, Aimerc'esttoutdonnerpourelle, peut-êtrele processuspeutvousfairesouffrir, maisj'espèrequevouspouveztenir. [Oh, this is good, you have to give everything to love it, maybe the process will make you a little painful, but I hope you can persevere. 】”

"Tuaimes Dieu [Do you love God?]"

"Lemonden'apas de Dieu,doncjenel'aimepas. [There is no god in this world, so I don't love it.]"

"Dommage quetune puisses spas participerà cette grande expérience. [That's a pity, it seems that you can't participate in this great experiment]"

Shen Shuning looked at the child who replied that he didn't love him.

That was his roommate, on the first day he even introduced his name, but now Shen Shuning only remembered his number, number 22.

From the moment they entered that place, they lost their names, and all they had was a number that could be changed at any time.

There is a small mole on the tip of the nose. The child who was crying a few days ago has adjusted his mood and answered the tall man with a smile.

He happily asked the man in his own language, "I can't participate, so can I go back?!"

"Non." The man sympathized, he blindfolded the child, and there was a gunshot, and the bullet penetrated the fragile head.

Shen Shuning, who was closest, blinked his eyes. He raised his head and touched the blood splashed on his face. It was hot, but soon became cold.

No. 22 fell at his feet, eyes wide open, staring at him firmly. One minute before this happened, No. 1 whispered in his ear about Shen Shuning, I want to eat chicken legs this afternoon.

The man walked up to him.

"Tuaimes Dieu [Do you love God?]"

He was silent, his fingers digging deep into his palm.

"Tuaimes Dieu [Do you love God?]"

The man asked again.

"Qu'est-ce... que Dieu? [God... what is it?]"

He looked at his dead roommate motionlessly, and his mouth moved slowly.

"Dieuestung grandêtre, ilfaut quet out le mondele croie, etse ule la foipie use peutcréer ungrand Dieu. [God is a great existence, everyone must believe in him, only devout faith can create a great god.]"

"Ilpeutsatisfairetoustessouhaits [he can fulfill all your wishes.]"

"Jel'aime."

i love it...

He replied softly, and someone had already walked in in his sight, dragging away the dead body with a small black mole on its nose.

"Jel'aime."

i love it...

He repeated it again.

do you love god

If it keeps me alive.

i love it...

The man smiled with satisfaction, walked away from him, and continued to ask about the next child.

His roommate changed to another person, a little boy with blond hair and blue eyes, Shen Shuning still remembered his name, his name was Jobson, and he was also the new number 22.

They also changed rooms, from No. [-] to No. [-]. Every day, people wrapped up in airtight packages would come to deliver meals to them. A large flat trolley came over, and the children took their favorite food. , and then the flat car continues to push down.

"I have a feeling it's going to be bad."

Jobson murmured.

"why?"

Nine-year-old Shen Shuning hugged the apple and gnawed it in small bites.

"Have you seen The Hunger Platform?"

"I do not have……"

He grew up in an orphanage and had very few opportunities to watch TV. He only watched movies like Journey to the West and Princess Princess.

"A Spanish film."

Jobson's voice was a little trembling, "Shen Shuning, one day, we will be assigned to the last room, and then we have nothing to eat, maybe only a little bit of rubbish left by them, maybe they will spit in it... ...that's how it's shown in the movie..."

"The protagonist of the hunger platform can continue to descend to other rooms through the elevator, but we can only shrink in this iron prison."

Shen Shuning looked up at the monitor above his head, and said slowly: "I think what you said is right."

But even so, there was nothing they could do.

As time went by, the timid children adapted to this kind of life, perhaps because of the environment, they began to produce some strange changes.

The most obvious change is that they no longer call each other by their first names, they start referring to each other by numbers, numbers that can be replaced at any time.

This change let Shen Shuning know that something bad was about to happen.

There is no doubt that such a change is welcome by those on the other end of the monitor.

Another month has begun.

They were asked that stupid question again.

"Tuaimes Dieu [Do you love God?]"

"Oui, jel'aime. [Yes, I love it]"

The man bowed his head and wrote something, and then continued to ask until he and Jobson were here.

When Jobson answered, Shen Shuning saw a corner of the notebook from the corner of his eye.

After the man finished asking Jobson, he walked up to him and looked down at him.

Through the blindfold, he could see the sympathy in the other's eyes, it was pity for the poor dog being sent to the slaughterhouse, "Tuaimes Dieu【Do you love God?"】

The experiment begins.

True hell befalls all children.

According to the degree of longing for God worship, they were sent to the operating table in batches, and various experiments were carried out.Those who worship and yearn for God the more they are ranked at the back, and those who decide to worship and yearn for God are their answers.

He became the first experimenter.

Until now, Shen Shuning didn't know what kind of mood he had when he stepped onto the operating table.

The man who couldn't see his face said to him: "You should be honored to be a part of the God-Creating Project no matter what you give."

The man bent down and touched his head, "A well-behaved child like you is God's favorite."

He didn't run away, and he didn't struggle.

Because he knew that he couldn't escape, and what he would get in exchange for struggling would be an unsatisfactory end, so he could only keep clasping his palms with his fingers until they were dripping with blood.

He was lying on the operating table, and the staff in white coats tied him up, disinfected his body, injected a reagent into his body, and then recorded and observed him for half an hour.

During that half hour, if the things that bound him were a little looser and his hands could move freely, he would have killed himself without hesitation.

To describe it specifically, it was as if someone had ripped open his abdominal cavity alive, then ripped out his intestines, sprinkled salt water on it, and put leeches in his body by the way.

After the experiment, he vomited nearly half a basin of blood, sat in a chair in a trance, and accepted the other party's questioning.

The light above his head was very dazzling, and it was cold white. He leaned his head back on the chair, and in such a short moment, everything in his sight turned white.

How ridiculous.

How could there be such a thing as God——

God is impossible to exist, this world is determined by matter...

This damn experiment that should go to hell—

He was sent back to the room, and Jobson approached him in a trembling voice and asked, "What did they take you for? 23."

He couldn't utter a word, so he could only lie on the bed and reluctantly dig out the letter under the pillow.The only thing he was thankful for was that he was kidnapped after he got Tao Yang's letter, and those people didn't throw away his letter.

During those eight years, Shen Shuning read the letter thousands of times, so that he could recite the letter backwards without thinking.

[Ning Ning, today my parents hired a teacher for me. They said that I can go to school after I have laid the foundation, but I am so stupid. I can’t understand what the teacher is talking about. I feel like a fool. .If it were you, you must be able to understand it easily, you are so smart, so much smarter than me!The teacher will definitely like you!

Do you know... I also asked my parents to hire an art teacher for me. I know you like painting. When he teaches me, I will teach you!I believe that I am much more patient than him. Let me tell you in a low voice, the art teacher has such a bad temper. Today I drew a pear, and he scolded me bloody. He is so annoying!

You must wait for me to grow up. When I grow up, I will take you out of the orphanage, and then we can be together forever. We will be good friends for a lifetime, and good friends cannot be separated!

Tao Yang and Shen Shuning are best friends forever. 】

Shen Shuning...

Shen Shuning——

His name is Shen Shuning.

Not number 23.