The life of a vegetative cup

The chandelier on the roof emits dim light, casting a circle of silhouettes in the haze.The wrists of both hands were cut behind the back with well-made leather locks, the chains around the neck were tightly fixed, and the cheeks were flat on the cold marble floor, without even a centimeter of margin.

The knees were also tightly locked on the ground, and the body without any cover was restrained by the props and manipulated into a dog-like appearance kneeling.

Hunger burns and corrupts the stomach cavity, and the acidic liquid seems to destroy all the cells it can touch. However, compared to these, thirst is more desperate to push people to the brink of death.

He couldn't hear any sound, and even the strength to open his eyes had almost disappeared, so he could only watch quietly through the gap that was about to close.

The physical pain has already begun to erode the upper nerves, and the gradually numb mind can't even receive information and see anything in front of it clearly.

Everything in the haze and chaos seemed to be hidden behind the thick fog, hideous and distorted.

The sense of taste and touch seems to have been felt a long time ago, but at this moment, I can't remember exactly what kind of experience it was.

Time, space, and even the whole world seem to have lost their meaning.

I can only watch, I can only watch quietly.

"It seems to be almost there?" The rhythmic kicking sound of the leather shoes rang in my ears, and the man who walked over had an elegant smile, but hearing this sound could arouse the deepest fear and trembling buried in his body, "How? ? Are you still conscious?"

He came over with a warm hug, untied the chain around his neck and raised his chin, but his body trembled even more. The other party smiled softly again: "Don't be afraid, I'll bring you water." Then something as cold as glass was pasted on it.

no...can't drink...can't...

She shrank back and hid, in exchange for a man's sigh: "You are the most stubborn person I have ever seen, and you are like this now, what's the use of holding on to these useless things?"

The jaw was pinched, and the cold liquid was ruthlessly poured into the dry and hot throat, flowed through the esophagus, and smoothed the burning stomach with magical power.

Fatal temptation, the body is absolutely irresistible and snatched forward, the cold and fierce friction of the chains kept ringing.

not enough...not enough...give me water...please give me...

Coughing violently, dripping water dripped down his jaw and slid across his chest, curling up in pain, trembling non-stop.

"I've said it long ago, no matter how strong your will to seek death is, you can't resist the instinct to survive."

In the dizziness, it seemed that someone had lifted him up and placed him on the cold stone platform. The originally weak light seemed to be magnified several times in an instant, and the dazzling strong light shone on his eyes, giving him the illusion of being burned under the scorching sun.

Inspire a deeper fear.

"It's really my beautiful little cat. Besides me, how many people have bullied you? Huh?"

It hurts...it hurts...

"Very well, your reaction is getting better and better. No matter what happened before, only I can see your beautiful appearance now."

Help me... anyone is welcome... come and save me...

Who can help me……

"Huh? What are you talking about?" The other party bent down and approached the murmured lips, and couldn't help but sneer the next moment, and the impact of greater pain came suddenly.

"Save you? Who do you ask to save you?" The man smiled gently, "Ji Tao? He is in love with that little girl from the Su family, is he still in the mood to come to you?"

"Even if you stole so much money for him selfishly and despicably, and wanted to make him change his mind, didn't you fail to get him to look at you more?"

A fiery pain rushed straight into the heart. .

"Still, do you want to find Zhao Juntong?"

"But," his body was helplessly and passively convulsed by the pain, the man smiled again, "You're already dirty."

"Is there another place you're clean, huh?"

"You are already dirty, will Zhao Juntong still want you?"

"You are so dirty, who else would want you besides me?"

"Jian Mingxi, you can't be clean anymore. Besides me, who else needs you? Accept you?"

"Give up, you'll never be clean again."

"Come on, open your body and mind, you don't need to insist on anything, throw away those useless things, and there will be no more pain."

"You simply empty your mind and give yourself completely to Me, and all the pain will go away."

"Because only I can accept such a dirty you..."

The heart shook violently, and the shrill cry, mixed with resentment and resentment, instantly broke through the suppressed throat and echoed throughout the closed and narrow room.

kill me!

kill me!

Who will kill me!

Someone come and kill me!

"Axi! Axi! Wake up!" Someone grabbed the collar and pulled it up unceremoniously, "Jian Mingxi! Wake up!"

Ow!What kind of unreasonable bastard is this mother! !

I am seeing the critical moment!Who gave you the guts to disturb Lao Tzu's interest! !

I wipe!Just as the show was about to start, it was suddenly choked, and I was so fucking ruthlessly held in my heart, I almost rolled my eyes back and pouted right away.

"Are you awake? You are really capable. You can sleep anywhere. Let me tell you what's good about you."

I sat on the sofa with my face propped up for a long time before I finally got over the suffocation in my heart.

My head was a little dizzy, I opened my eyes in a daze to look around the venues that were almost set up, and saw the pillar of people standing in front of me that seriously obstructed my vision, I gathered my windbreaker, reached into my pocket, and fumbled around. Take out a piece of chocolate to tear open the package, pick it up and put it in your mouth.

The beating heart was gradually relieved by the sweetness and greasy passing through the taste buds. After chewing, I grabbed the wrapping paper and threw it on the ground casually. Zhu leaned on the back of the sofa and yawned: "What time is it?"

The person on the opposite side sighed deeply, bent down resignedly, picked up the garbage I threw away and threw it into the trash can next to him: "It's almost two o'clock, and he said he was here to help me. It's about to start, if I hadn't found you, how long are you going to stay here?"

I patted my cheeks, stood up, straightened my waist, took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "You have disturbed all my good dreams, and you still want to blame me?"

Du Yunan rolled his eyes: "Did you dream of something unsuitable for children again?"

"Excellent!" I raised my elbow and put it on his shoulder, shook my thumb at him, narrowed my eyes and smiled slowly, "Absolute 18N fantasy series, soul and flesh Accumulated double blows, both physical and psychological suffering, the picture is clear! The sound effect is shocking!" After thinking about it, he said sincerely: "Maybe it is 25N."

After hearing this, the arctic creature replied with a sneer: "I thought you didn't get enough sleep because you were rushing to finish the manuscript. It turned out that you were peeking at the movie at home in the middle of the night." He turned around and dragged me around his shoulder He walked forward with his upper arm, "I said what time did you go to bed last night?"

What are you talking about, no matter how obscene my thoughts are, I don’t need to sneak a look at this kind of thing. If I want to look at it, I just look at it openly and frankly!

What's more, I have an inherent advantage to enjoy what is called the ultimate experience more profoundly than others!

Have you ever seen the enjoyment of touch, pain, sight, hearing, taste and all five senses in person?That sourness is really...

Thinking of this, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration. I retracted my hand and stood still. Du Yunan, who had already taken two steps forward, looked back at me who was contemplating the important issue of choosing the direction of life: "What are you thinking again?" ?”

I pointed my fingers together and nodded my forehead: "Tell me, should I turn down and rewrite the perverted novel?" I looked at Du Yunan, who had already started to twitch his mouth, solemnly, "I think I have a talent for this. "

"Jian Mingxi, can you choose a place if you want to have a convulsion?" Du Yunan looked constipated, "I'm very busy, if you come to make trouble, you can go back as soon as possible!" After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Shrugged, this kid just couldn't help being funny, it's too funny to take everything seriously.

"Excuse me, could you please help me carry it?"

Hearing the sound, I took a step back and turned around. I saw two porters walking crookedly here carrying a huge oil painting. When they saw me standing in front, they began to look at me with pleading eyes.

Not beautiful, not handsome.

I put my hands in the pockets of my windbreaker, stood up straight and lifted my chin slightly, and said in a condescending tone: "Why?"

The two of them choked after hearing this, and all stared at me with wide eyes.

I smiled back at them.

"Begging for help at a young age," I taught them, "you must be self-reliant."

The two people on the opposite side: "..."

"Forget it, this is a rich second generation," a little girl who came from the side and held a few documents, helped lift the oil painting and looked me up and down, sneered, "Relying on my own money Just look down on people, what! Bah!"

Yo!Hatred of the rich!

I whistled in my heart, have a temper with me!

Ambitious!I appreciate you!

It's a pity that the face is not the best match, otherwise I would have to tell you about Lao Tzu's tortuous family history of hard work, self-improvement, fear of danger, and hardship.

So at this time, I had no choice but to smile at the girl, stared slightly at her angry face, then turned around and left.

What a joke, if you let me carry that thing, my little strength may not be as strong as yours.

After arriving at the destination, the oil painting had to be hung on the wall as well as on the floor.

And I'm not interested in skinny chicks.

The real big wave MM is the best choice.

However, since when did it become so difficult to be a rich person in China?

Or did those who got rich first do too many immoral things?

It can't be that whatever class I am in, that class has to be discriminated against, right?This is so bullying.

Also, that brat Du Yunan definitely practiced some kind of lightness kungfu to escape from the ground behind my back!

Otherwise, why did I just say a few words to someone, and the bastard disappeared in the blink of an eye?

I wandered around the hall of the venue so many times, until the exhibition started, and the tourists all came in, but I didn't find this gopher for a while.

Bad luck, you shouldn't go out today.

I am tired from walking.

I was leaning on the pillar to take a breather, when I turned my head, I suddenly saw a Linglong figure standing in front of a sketch and admiring it.

I was slightly taken aback, then I changed my mind and smiled, then walked towards her.

A simple evening dress, a shawl with complicated knitting needles, a beautiful and fashionable bun, and this figure... I squinted my eyes and smiled deeper.

After so many years, it is still so well maintained, what a stunner.

Let me tell you, this outfit alone is probably worth several apartments, which is something ordinary people can't afford even after a few lifetimes of hard work.

So we can finally understand at this time that in terms of her identity, except for those who match her family background, the rest are probably not as good as ants, and she deserves her honor to take a high look.

So after doing something immoral, how can there be any guilt?

Who would feel distressed if they trampled to death an ant?

I walked behind her and stood still, looking at the sketch signed "World" in front of me, slightly parting my lips, and said in an elegant and gentle voice: "The human brain is really a miraculous thing."

"What..." The woman seemed a little startled when she heard my sudden voice, but when she turned her head and saw me, her eyes widened, and she couldn't hide her shock even with her delicate makeup.

"Sometimes a serious brain injury can magically stimulate the latent talent of human beings." I touched the scar hidden in the hair on the back of my head, smiled at her, and turned to look at the painting signed by the author Paintings by "Mas.J".

"They are normal people before the central nervous system is damaged, but once they have experienced a fatal brain injury, they often close their hearts during the recovery stage, forget everything, and enter the fantasy world."

Gently stroking the glass cover of the sketch with my fingers, I looked at this bird's-eye view of New York that was so detailed that even the nails on the glass frame of the skyscrapers were clearly visible with fascinated eyes.

"Especially when the left brain cells are damaged and cannot regenerate, the compensatory effect of brain cells begins to appear, and the right brain that controls creative thinking can break through the natural inhibition and get full potential. Compared with ordinary people, these people will undoubtedly Becoming an accidental genius in the art world."

"The depiction of the details and the reconstruction of the structure are amazing, right?" I fixed the stiff woman between my arms, and laughed softly, "Miss Bai Chang, my painting is still in your eyes Is it?"

Bai Chang trembled with her beautiful lips: "Jane...Jian Mingxi...Why do you..."

I lifted a finger and gently pressed it on her lips, and there was a soft texture on the fingertips: "Shh, I'm wrong," I looked at her with a smile, "I'm not the Jian Mingxi I used to be. .”

"You...you...you...you..."

Covering her mouth again, I sighed, whoever said that people in the upper class are well-educated, look, it seems that it is extremely difficult to even communicate properly.

He took the decorative rose on the lace under the painting, raised his hand and slowly inserted it on Bai Chang's hair, and took a closer look, um, the pale face with bright red petals, and the white evening dress. Add her makeup...

This color combination made me blink my eyes, how does it look like Kayako?

Is there something wrong with Lao Tzu's aesthetics?

I leaned down slightly and pressed towards Bai Chang's face, until my lips almost touched her cheeks that couldn't even cover the blood loss reaction, and then I smiled again, with invisible oppression in my voice: "Good girl, don't say any more. I made a mistake, my temper is not as good as before."

Anger flashed in Bai Chang's eyes: "You...you..."

"Ash."

After hearing this deep and pleasant voice, I paused for a moment, slowly raised my body and let go of Bai Chang, stood up straight, closed my eyes and laughed.

After waiting for a while, he turned around, took a few steps forward, and looked closely at the elegant man in front of him in a neat suit, with his arms bent over his coat, who was more mature and calm than he remembered.

Zhao Juntong also looked at me quietly, with surprisingly deep emotions in his dark eyes, without any deviation from the angle.

I laughed and opened my arms.

"Naughty beast, I haven't seen you for a few years, give me a hug."