I eat candy in the horror world

"Why isn't he awake yet?"

"Who knows."

"Hey, it's also good luck. After sleeping like this, I don't have to do any work."

The ear was noisy, Song Xi frowned and turned over, and raised his hand to drive away the sound hovering near his ear.

"Hey, wake up!" A woman screamed.

Song Xi's chaotic brain was half awake. He opened his eyes and sat up, propped his hands on his sides, and turned around to look around.

There were seven or eight adults sitting in the room, both male and female, looking at him blankly.

One of the middle-aged men got up and walked over, and sat down by the bed: "You are really good, you can fall asleep in this kind of place."

When the consciousness came back, Song Xi remembered what happened before he fell asleep.

He lifted the quilt and stood up, looked down, and the shadow disappeared.At that time, it was time to time travel. Although his mind was not clear, he clearly remembered that sentence.

Jiang Su was the only one who made an agreement with him.

Song Xi got off the bed and strode towards the door.The door of the house was wide open, and the light outside was dim, and two or three street lamps could be vaguely seen standing alone in the darkness.

A not-so-spacious cement road extends from the door, and the plants on both sides grow lushly, including flowers and grass, tall trees and low shrubs.

It looks like a botanical garden.

"Where are we?" Song Xi asked back.

A middle-aged man came from the bed, "Flower Garden." He dragged Song Xi back, pointing to the people present and introducing them one by one.

After the introduction, he said the most crucial point, "The people who came in this time are all experienced old people. It seems that you don't look like you are here for the first time. It's just right, and you won't drag others down."

Song Xizai carefully sized up everyone present, focused his eyes on the faces of the two young people twice, and lowered his eyes in disappointment and asked, "Are we the only ones?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, "There is one more, go fetch water."

Song Xi clenched his fists excitedly, "Where to fetch water?"

"Go out and turn right, walk along the path and there is a water room."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the young man couldn't wait to run out.Probably because there are too many vegetation nearby, the night is cool, the air is humid, and the fragrance of plants and the smell of soil are everywhere.

Song Xi looked for it according to the directions, and saw a small and simple concrete house.

The window was bright with warm colors, and someone was vaguely seen standing inside with his head bowed.

Song Xi was anxious, and strode in without much thought, and saw a tall boy in a short-sleeved T-shirt and black sweatpants standing in front of the faucet.

The boy was lowering his head, staring intently at the water bottle that was storing water, and was indifferent when he heard someone coming in.

The boy is tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. He should be more than 1.7 meters tall.His short, fine hair made him look a bit childish.

Facing the childish person, Song Xi began to doubt his guess.

He swallowed his saliva, loosened his clenched fist a little, and clenched it again, "Jiang Su, is that you?"

The boy didn't look back, he turned off the faucet calmly, covered the lid of the thermos bottle, and picked it up by the handle.

His eyes are narrow and long, the eyelid folds are slightly deep, his nose is high, his lips are red, and his soft outline is beginning to become deep.In the long-open facial features, one can barely find a little shadow of childhood.

Song Xi's voice was stuck in his throat, and his mind was full of thoughts: The children have grown so big!

"Brother." The young man raised his lips slightly, complaining, "I thought you were going to sleep until dawn."

"Jiang Su?" Song Xi still couldn't believe it. Judging from his appearance, he must be at least fifteen or sixteen years old.

Jiang Su hummed, he approached, squeezed his free hand into Song Xi's fingers forcefully, and clasped it tightly, "Did you come to find me on purpose?"

Song Xi pursed his lips and shook off the boy's warm hand.

"You are the shadow." He went over the words he heard before falling asleep in his mind again, and his expression became more and more determined.

Jiang Su looked at his empty hands and said in a low voice, "Let's go, go back to the house first."

Not denying, just admitting.

Recalling carefully, Jiang Su did not follow him after the trip to Linnan Town, but earlier.

When he returned to reality from the Laifu Hotel and passed by the abandoned hotel, he once saw a shadow in Room 304 that he wanted to hug.Later, Xiao Jiang also mentioned twice that there were strange noises in his room.

Jiang Su should have been following her since then.

In the real world, he didn't reveal his identity at the first time, and when he came to the world of terror, he still avoided talking about it.

Song Xi guessed that he was subject to some kind of restriction, and this restriction would only be relaxed for an instant when he was about to enter a different world.So Jiang Su chose to reveal his identity to him at that time.

After figuring it out, Song Xi felt a little guilty for his aggressive behavior of throwing off the opponent's hand just now.He took the boy's hand and took the thermos bottle.

"I'm sorry, brother was too excited just now." He carefully looked at the boy's buried face, always feeling that the boy was very lost and hurt at the moment.

Jiang Su hummed, and didn't have much to say.

Seeing his indifferent look, Song Xi felt even more guilty. He reached out and touched the back of the young man's head, "Brother is wrong, why shouldn't brother apologize to you?"

Looking expressionlessly at the hands they held, Jiang Su's lips moved, reluctantly said: "OK."

"Thank you baby." Song Xi got carried away when he was happy, and shook the boy's hand back and forth.

Jiang Su looked at the young man's delighted eyes, turned his head, and raised his lips.

In the house, the rest of the people are still there.

Seeing Song Xi came back, the middle-aged man who had talked with him at first said, "Did you find it?" He looked fixedly at the hands they held, raised his eyebrows and asked, "The two brothers have a good relationship."

Faced with a pair of eyes looking over at him, Song Xi suddenly felt embarrassed, and only then remembered that Jiang Su was no longer a short kid, but a tall and slender young man.

He withdrew his hand and asked Jiang Su with a smile: "Have you told them about our relationship?"

Jiang Su glanced at the middle-aged man coldly, ignored Song Xi, went straight to the corner and sat down, with his hands folded over his chest, as if strangers were not allowed to enter.

The kid has grown into a big friend, and his temper is still so weird.

Song Xi didn't take it seriously, put down the thermos bottle, sat down next to Jiang Su, and asked about the current situation.

"You're lucky. You're lying on the bed when you come here. We'll be miserable," the middle-aged man said, pointing to one of the short-haired boys. "He fell directly into the ditch. The flowerbed, and the one opposite him, appeared directly on the roof and rolled off it."

Song Xi: "..."

It's no wonder that the faces of these three people are darker than the other, and they look more embarrassed than the other.

Song Xi raised his elbow and lightly bumped Jiang Su's arm, "I left your relationship, so I was treated so well?"

Jiang Su retracted his arms and turned sideways.Song Xi smiled, his personality has not changed at all, he is arrogant and cares about face, even if he helps others, he refuses to say it out and take credit.

"We are now temporary workers in the flower garden, and the salary is 30 yuan per day." The middle-aged man introduced, "Before you woke up, we had just finished the work, mainly to turn over the soil for the new land."

No wonder the words he heard before opening his eyes were full of resentment, and he really hid a lot of things during the time he fell asleep.

Song Xi: "We are flower farmers now? Is there a work deadline?"

"Yes, it will last for one month." The middle-aged man said, "We have seen it. This flower garden has a large area and is divided into a natural planting area and a greenhouse area. The greenhouse is mainly used to cultivate flower seeds into flower seedlings. The natural area is Grow the flower seedlings."

It's pitch black outside, and I can't see anything, so I can only go to investigate tomorrow.

Song Xi put away his thoughts and asked in doubt: "Are there no natives here? Why are we the only ones here?"

"The aborigines are all going to eat." Cun Tou, who rolled into the mud ditch, said angrily, "It's our turn after they finish eating. Damn, what's the difference between working in a black coal mine!"

"There's a big difference." A girl said, "It's 30 yuan a day."

Such a low salary is simply naked exploitation!

Hearing the word eat, Song Xi really felt hungry.He was wearing pajamas and pajama pants, and the sandals and slippers on his feet should have been put on by Jiang Su before he came in.

Apart from these, I don't have anything on me, let alone snacks.

tricky.

Jiang Su put his hand in his pocket, moved his fingertips, took out a small piece of chocolate, and threw it on the young man's lap.

The packaging looks familiar, isn't it from the sugar box on your coffee table?Song Xi tore open the package, took a bite under the envious eyes of everyone, it was silky and fragrant, with a little bitterness.

Handing the remaining half to Jiang Su, the young man pursed his lips and looked at him, "I won't eat."

Before the other party's lips closed, Song Xi stuffed the chocolate in and threw the wrapping paper into the trash can beside him.

He asked the middle-aged man: "Although it is an internship, we still don't know anything. Will the indigenous people send someone to teach us?"

"You thought you went to kindergarten." A young man with grandma's ashes and the appearance of a gangster sneered, "Nobody taught me, so I learned by myself."

"Oh." Song Xi's reaction was mediocre, it felt like a punch hit the cotton, the other party didn't hurt or itch, and he felt aggrieved all over his body.

Grandma Hui rolled her eyes, got up and walked out.

After he opened his head, the rest of the people also stood up.The middle-aged man explained: "This room belongs to you and your brother, and ours is elsewhere."

Song Xi followed him out of the door, and found that the road in front of the door stretched forward for a while and there was a fork in the road. There were many forks at the intersection, and there was a small wooden house in front of each fork.

Everyone consciously divided into two groups and walked straight to the wooden house.

Song Xi went back to the house, closed the door, and touched his lower back with his backhand.The waistband of the pajama pants has a stretchy elastic band, which can't catch the script at all.

He spread out his hand and reached out to Jiang Su: "Where's the script?"

Jiang Su winked at the head of the bed, Song Xi went to pick up the pillow, and the script was flatly pressed under it.

Skip the complete short story in the first few pages, and directly open the ending of Lin Nanzhen's story.

[Grade: Three stars; Comments: His skills have improved a bit, and he swings the hammer very well. 】

Evaluations are insincere, uncivilized, and contrary to core values.

Turning over this page angrily, what caught my eye was a blank space.But soon, words appeared on the blank page:

[Scene [-]: I am lying on the wooden bed in the flower garden, surrounded by fragrance, and feel like a lovely Xiangxiang princess. 】

WTF? ? ?

Song Xi couldn't bear to look directly at it, so he covered the line of writing with his hand, and read the next line:

[Please don't sit on the same number. 】

Moved away the hand that was covering it, and looked back at the words "Princess Xiangxiang". Does it mean that you think of yourself as Princess Xiangxiang?From experience, the answer is not so obvious.

Song Xi stuffed the script back under the pillow and waved to Jiang Su.

Jiang Su sat on the stool for a few more seconds before passing, his brows slightly frowned, looking impatient.

Song Xi raised both hands, and before the boy could react, he pinched his cheeks and pulled gently.

Tsk, the kid's face is still so soft.

It wasn't until this moment that the joy of being pressed in the bottom of my heart completely rolled up.It is so lucky to have a companion in this strange world. Difficult choices, sudden dangers, and intense loneliness, someone will accompany him and face with him.

The kneading force slowed down, and Song Xi touched the boy's flushed face: "It doesn't matter when you grow up, my brother will still protect you."

Jiang Su pushed away the young man's hand, his eyelids drooped, and a little red appeared on the tips of his ears.

Song Xi opened his eyes wide in surprise, afraid of annoying others, he suppressed a smile, and turned his back to tidy up the messy bed quilt.

Dang bang bang—— bang bang bang—

There was a rapid beating sound, and before I understood what was going on, I saw the rest of the people running out of the house in a hurry.

Jiang Su put his hands in his pockets, "Dinner is ready."

Song Xi folded the quilt in twos and twos, and took the boy's arm to walk outside.The rest of the people were much faster than him, and they had already lined up at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Thick steel rods were hung beside the team, and a plainly dressed aunt with a headscarf was holding an iron rod in her hand. Seeing that the temporary workers had arrived, she waved the iron rod to the ground.

Song Xi asked Jiang Su to stand in front, and stood at the end by himself, stepping on his feet to look at the front.

On a simple wooden table, there are three large aluminum basins, and a stack of large enamel bowls are stacked next to the aluminum basins.

Standing at the front is a middle-aged man.I saw him pick up an enamel bowl, stretch it forward, and the lady in the cafeteria picked up a big round spoon and poured a spoonful from each of the three aluminum basins.

Two dishes and one meal, a lot of soup, few dishes, two pitiful pieces of meat covered on top.

Song Xi took a look and felt that the food was really bad. As everyone said, it was leftovers from the natives.

The middle-aged man was so hungry that he dared not speak out, but squatted aside holding a big bowl, and began to eat sullenly.

There were fewer and fewer people in front, and when it was Jiang Su's turn, there was only one enamel bowl left.The aunt in the canteen stared at the boy for a moment, then at Song Xi who was standing at the end, and turned her head to take out another bowl.

"I thought there were only eight people." The aunt said to herself, and put the last bit of food in the basin into two bowls.

Song Xi found an empty corner and squatted down, Xilihulu began to eat.The dishes are a little less, but the vegetable soup has a taste, and the taste is barely passable when mixed with the rice.

Jiang Su looked at his own bowl, then went to look at the young man, picked up a few pieces of meat and threw them in.

Song Xi paused when he moved the chopsticks, and realized that he wanted to pinch it back, but the boy avoided it in disgust, "You eat."

"Can you grow up by drinking the wind?" Song Xi leaned on the young man's shoulder.

The veins on Jiang Su's forehead twitched, and he sidestepped his shoulders, making a gesture to pour all the leftover food into Song Xi's bowl.Song Xi hurriedly ran away with the bowl in his arms, without asking any questions.

"Why don't you eat with your brother?" The middle-aged man raised his head and finished drinking the soup, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"I just came here to ask you about the situation." Song Xi took a bite out of his mouth, "Brother Han, are you the first here?"

"Yes, otherwise I would be able to watch so many good shows." Han Xianfeng casually held the empty bowl in his hand, and said generously, "Just ask whatever you want. I'm easy to talk and don't hide it. Others People are not necessarily."

Knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart, people's hearts are separated by the belly, who knows whether it is red or black.

Song Xi didn't comment on his words, but asked curiously, "How are the indigenous people here?"

"It's not good." Han Xianfeng thought of something, and his face was very pale. "The two who asked us to do things this afternoon had a very bad attitude. They treated us like animals, and they almost whipped us."

"Can you explain in detail?" Song Xi blinked, his face neither defensive nor calculating.

Han Xianfeng stared at the young man for two seconds, as if weighing something, with a look of irritability on his face, "We just got together this afternoon, and we were sitting in your room discussing, when a man like a thin bamboo pole came outside. He Let us go to a house and get a hoe, and then lead us to a clearing."

There is nothing but soil on the open space, and the area is very large.

Use a thin bamboo pole to draw a white line on the ground and divide it into eight parts, so that each of them is responsible for a small piece.

The top of the hoe is iron, and the handle part is solid wood, which is very heavy to hold.Not to mention women, even a strong man with little experience will not be able to dig for long.

At that time, the sun was still hanging in the sky, making people sweat non-stop.

A thin woman soon developed symptoms of heat stroke. She shook twice and fell to the ground on the spot.

Without saying a word, the thin bamboo pole kicked it up.

If everyone hadn't stopped him, that person would have been beaten long ago.

After heat stroke, the woman was helped to rest under a tree. After half an hour, her condition improved, and she was pushed to her own piece of land by the thin bamboo pole again, and continued to dig the soil.

Song Xi frowned, "What happened next?"

"Later it was that inch who came to help." Han Xianfeng spat on the ground, "It was not bad, but after we finished our work, the thin bamboo pole called us aside, do you know what he was going to do? "

Song Xi was a good listener, so he immediately shook his head and said he didn't know.

"He asked us to pick up seeds in the greenhouse area, saying that they were planted wrong." Han Xianfeng became angry when he thought of that incident, his fists creaked, and his joints turned white. Buried in the mud, you don't need to tell me how difficult it is."

Song Xi: "Have you finished picking up the seeds?"

"It's done." Realizing that his words were ambiguous, Han Xianfeng said, "I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting those lunatics. We didn't get called back to rest until [-] o'clock in the evening, and the rest of the work had to continue. I can’t sleep tonight if I can’t finish it.”

Song Xi: "..." So why didn't he sleep until the next day!

Han Xianfeng pressed the young man's shoulders, and said earnestly, "Let's work hard together at night, and I believe the task will be completed soon."

Song Xi wondered, "What if it can't be finished?"

"I'll know when the time comes." Han Xianfeng glanced in Jiang Su's direction and asked, "Your brother looks quite cold, and he also has a sense of distance when getting along with him. easy, right?"

Song Xi was not very happy, and said in a defensive way: "It's easy, my brother is handsome and kind-hearted, and he likes helping others the most."

Noticing that the two were looking at him, Jiang Su walked over and saw that the young man's bowl was empty, so he took it and walked towards the pool.

Song Xi proudly said: "Look, isn't this very obedient?"

Han Xianfeng: "..." This boy is only for you.

He did not forget Jiang Su's appearance when he was loosening the soil and picking up the seeds. He was indifferent and exclusive, turning around and leaving every time he finished his work, ignoring other people.

In his eyes, the brother who is lying comfortably on the bed is the most important.