half face makeup

Chapter 1 and Three, My Sister's Notes (Extra from Palace Makeup Perspective)

☆, black and white life

The ancient building with old makeup has been completely turned into ruins. After dawn, Meng Poting's men and horses completely surrounded the place. Everyone's faces were solemn, standing in the wind for a long time, breathing bleakly.

Gao Daiyue was silent for a long time, a circle of black gauze was wrapped around his shoulders, which was blown up and down in the wind, like delicate flower petals.

"Completely seal off Suzhuang Remnant Ancient Building." He finally waved his hand and said, "The temperature is still a little cold in May, so hurry up and invite Master Zhuang."

Dark clouds enveloped the Qinhuai River, and the dreary air seemed to be wrapped in a thunderstorm. Dozens of excavators desperately cleared the edge of the ruins, trying to open up a road.

I stared blankly at all the pictures, but stopped all thinking.

The four people from the core layer arrived at the scene one by one. They were silent and counted the corpses of Suzhuangtang's killers excavated in the building. There were eleven of them in total.

Suddenly there was the sound of brakes tearing the eardrums from the side of the road, and then Dale appeared. She was dressed in a rare white, with her face facing the sky, holding a document in her hand, and handed it to Gao Dayue next to her: "The Goddess' will."

Gao Dayue was stunned: "She has made arrangements for everyone, why does she still have a will?"

"About palace makeup, she asked for organ donation."

"What's wrong with Lord Long Live?"

"Throat Cancer."

Immediately after was another convoy, and the doctors behind Xiaoji stood in a row. He lowered his head to carefully disinfect his hands, and then stroked the vacuum-packed scalpels.

"I'll go first." Xiaoji raised his head, his face was as cold as ever.

However, after he went there, he returned within a short while and said something in Gao Dayue's ear.Gao Daiyue frowned slightly, then looked at me, walked over suddenly, lifted the hem of the windbreaker, knelt down on one knee, and said in a low voice: "Master Wuguan Wang, we dare not do anything recklessly against Master Zhuang, please take action .”

I was startled by the Wuguan Wang and backed away, and asked in a daze for a while: "What?"

"Master Zhuang's hand is covering the throat, we dare not remove it by force."

For the rest of my life I couldn't believe I could see such a brutal scene.

One side of that cramped space had been moved away, and the figure in the middle didn't lean on any side, but still stood. A sharp beam pierced obliquely into her heart, pierced through, and was thrown firmly into the ground.

She lowered her eyebrows, was pure and calm, with heavy makeup, just like before.

But her lips were dark red, and large swaths of blood drowned the light crimson color, flowed into the black skirt, and spread large blood stains, like blooming flowers.

"My lord, please."

I walked forward with impertinent steps, and when my fingers touched her face, I trembled so badly, I leaned over and kissed her lips lightly, and whispered sadly: "Goddess..."

She can no longer hear.

She will never say I can't hear again.

I groped for the hand she clasped around my neck, trying to warm it up, and slowly put my fingers aside and put them down.Then Xiao Ji stepped forward and saluted me respectfully and distantly. The doctors next to me were all ready to complete her previous entrustment.

The operation was fast and fast, and enough parts for transplantation were quickly taken out of the medical incubator.Gao Daiyue knelt beside me and said in a soft voice: "Master Wuguan Wang, Mr. Zhuang had issued an order before his death to be cremated, please let go."

I was startled suddenly: "Cremation?"

"Yes, please let go."

"No!"

"Please……"

"Dayue, go find someone to cut this beam first." Deler suddenly said, and then she squatted in front of me with a blank expression, "Yishu, the goddess has a message for you, it is in the will, You come with me."

"I dont go."

"Okay, I'll show it to you."

Dale brought a stick and handed it to me. On the top was a conversation that happened not long ago, when the sky was bright and the green belt outside the hospital was still green for the first time.

——You have to force yourself to believe me, then in the end, you will live longer than me.

——I believe in you because I love you.

"what is love?"

"I've felt loving someone and being loved, but never understood love."

"Maybe love is just a kind of dependence. You lose me, but you will get used to it eventually, so you no longer depend on me, and love will slowly fade away."

"From now on, you have to force yourself to believe in yourself, Yishu."

"Learn to love yourself."

Dale looked down at me: "You can't catch her—if she wants to go, no one can catch her."

Her words were so soft, yet so cruel.

"You can't catch her, so burn it."

Burn it, the bones melt into the sand, you can't hold it, you can't leave it.

Burn it, the mud will flow into the sea, never see you again, never read again.

Sprinkle to the beautiful mountains and rivers, blend into this solitary world, only to hear that old friends cry three times.

Beautiful people.

Never before.

……

The news of the death of a generation of popular opera masters almost blew up all over the country. Everyone was extremely shocked and almost couldn't believe it-this is the most beautiful legend in contemporary times, how could the legend die?

At the same time, I submitted the volume of swan song recordings whose background sound is only the roar of broken wood to the Chinese opera circle. There is no accompaniment of drums and zithers, only the heavy sound of collapsed beams, but the singing is full of suffocating beauty and despair.

"Peerless work! Is this the whole song of "Fu Rong Button"?"

I lowered my eyes to look at my hand, and said softly, "No, it's called "Dropping Half of Makeup"."

Not long after, Gong Zhuang returned from the United States, and I saw her in the chairman's office of the Si Rong Building of the G.BMZ Group.

Hearing the sound of my door opening, the high-backed chair turned with its back. The person sitting on it was all white, with long hair scattered, and his raised face was reflected in the sunlight like jade.

Even though her face was cold and her voice was hoarse, I was still in a daze for a long time.

Gong Zhuang asked coldly: "Where is Gong Banmian?"

I smiled and said, "I know where the goddess is, but I'm a little afraid of you. You have an operation and an implant, and I'll take you to find the person you love the most."

Gong Zhuang looked at me silently for a long time and agreed to the operation.

After walking out of the Sirong Building, I informed Xiaoji: "I've settled the Long Live Lord, the next thing is to depend on the imperial physician's ability."

Chi Rong woke up on May [-]th, two days after the death of the goddess of makeup.When she woke up, she was faced with a brand new Chi family, without the plotting of the Chi family, nor the corruption of the Shan family, only her Shishi and Chi family.

It's a pity that her six or seven-month-old child didn't grow up and died on the fifth day, just the day before she woke up.

Chi Rong lost a lot of weight and her face was haggard. She came to me in panic and asked, "Master Zhuang... what happened to Master Zhuang? Did I make her angry again? I didn't mean it, I... I signed the divorce agreement with Shan Jiliang..."

"This has nothing to do with Shan Jiliang."

Chi Rong was at a loss and frightened: "Everything has changed... I just fell asleep... No matter how I woke up, everything changed..."

"The world is always changing and you sleep a little too long."

"She..." Chi Rong suddenly lowered his head, grabbed the corner of his clothes, tears fell down, his voice was muffled by tears, "Master Zhuang...does she have nothing to say to me?"

"No."

There is only one tomb for the goddess, which is close to the ruins of the ancient building with makeup.

After the Clothes Tomb was built, Ying Shuiqing once came over, he was in a state of disfigurement, recovering from a serious illness, as if he couldn't bear the solemn clothes.

"I remember that if you are related by blood, you are her cousin." I walked towards Ying Shuiqing and looked him in the eyes, "Then do you still remember that person called Gong Banmian?"

Ying Shuiqing said hoarsely: "I remember."

"Then do you still remember the dripping make-up that fascinated all beings?"

"I remember."

"But now if you look at the goddess, if you look at her, can you still find the shadow of the palace half back then?"

"..."

I turned and left: "Twelve years ago, you killed Gong Banmian, and 12 years later, you killed Di Jinzhuang."

Ying Shuiqing's voice behind her was so painful, it was like crying on the verge of a cliff: "I didn't know she would really die, I never thought of letting her die, never!"

"Oh, I was wrong, you didn't kill her." I said, "She died by your own hands."

Yes, she died by her own hands, but it could leave everyone covered in bruises.

Yishu is really a name with a Buddha flavor.Zigong’s classic question that appeared in Chinese textbooks back then: “Is there anyone who has a word that can be practiced all his life?” His teacher Confucius’ reply was “forgiveness”. Although this does not refer to forgiveness, it is not a mess.

But this "forgiveness" that compares my heart with my heart shows that the "forgiveness" that is warm and cold in the world has been killed by everything in this world, and I finally understand that the person who can give me "forgiveness" in this world is no longer alive.

……

As the third Baike and widow of the old Wuguan king, I hold the Wuguan Wang Ling in my hand and inherit the new position of Meng Poting's Wuguan king.

Although the overall situation is still under the control of Meng Poting, due to the departure of the goddess, many people's minds are active, but there is no way to do it. Once the power of the official king reached a peak level, those achievements, I can't match those cruelty and cleverness.

I disrupted all the forces, sorted out all the Ten Palaces of Yama, re-appointed my cronies, promoted Huang Dachu, Fan Jinglan and others, and even sent a letter to Wei Feng who was far away in Wojiaoshi. invitation letter.

At the new banquet, I was sitting in this position symbolizing absolute royal power, listening to Yan Fafu's speech, but the door was kicked open suddenly, and then a group of people broke in.Xiaoji immediately directed the staff to defend, I put down the tea in my hand, and signaled everyone to stop.

Under the ten thousand sheets of sunshine outside, the person who was as beautiful as in memory walked towards me step by step.

"where is she?"

She looked at me, her voice was clear and familiar, every word seemed to be filled with the long desert.

I suddenly knocked over the teacup in hand.

Same face, same voice, but not the same person.

What's the point?What the hell is the point?

She is not you!She can't be you at all!

I suddenly laughed: "Gong Zhuang, your voice is really nice."

"I ask you where is my sister?!"

"Can't you hear it? It sounds as good as the goddess of makeup."

The roar of the palace makeup came to my ears, and I walked towards the door as if I hadn’t heard it. Wherever I looked up, there was a round of morning sun, spreading the golden sunshine, the grass was luxuriant under my feet, the lake was blue and the flowers were delicate and beautiful, Colorful.

This gorgeous color gave me a splitting headache.

After a while, I opened my eyes. Something seemed to be peeling off from my retina, and all the colors slowly fell, as if covered with the luster of old photos, blurring everything and exposing everything.

In between, that person is no longer there.

So all of this is black and white.

……

On May [-]th of the following year, after everything settled down, I rushed to Tibet.Under the leadership of Laze Jiacuo, I arrived at Mount Everest and buried Wu Guan Wang Ling on the top of Mount Everest.

"Mayflies shaking trees are more terrifying than termites eating wood."

Lazejia made a mistake and said softly suddenly.

I looked up: "Huh?"

Lazejia smiled wrongly. He looked at me, bowed solemnly, and then said calmly: "Whoever repeats it a thousand times in his dreams will still be nothing when he wakes up."

"What did you say?"

He said: "Madam, it's time to wake up from this dream."

[Invasion White Chapter End]

The author has something to say: Data collation: Yama of the Ten Temples

The first hall, King Qin Guang【Ying Family】

Mask: semi-recessed lens

Candidates: (1) Ying Zilu, (2) Ying Zitian

The second hall, King Chujiang [Gongjia]

Mask: ice white silk

Candidate: palace makeup

The third hall, Emperor Song [Chi Family]

Mask: Black Tassel

Candidates: (1) Chi Jiaoshe, (2) Candidates to be determined

The fourth hall, the official king [Meng Po Pavilion]

Mask: black with red stripes

Candidates: (1) Drip Makeup, (2) Yishu

Fifth Hall, Yama King [Yan Luo Hall]

Mask: blue hook on white background

Candidates: (1) Ying Shuiqing, (2) Gao Daiyue

The sixth hall, King Biancheng [Chi's House]

Mask: crystal gold on iron background

Candidate: Chi Rong

The seventh hall, Taishan King [Wen Renjia]

Mask: Orange Flame

Candidates: (1) Wen Renmo, (2) Li Ba

Eighth Hall, City King [Chai Family]

Mask: Gluttonous Pattern

Candidates: (1) Chai He, (2) Chai Ming

Ninth Hall, King Equality [Yan Family]

Mask: Intertwined Brothers and Feet

Candidates: (1) Yan Yichang, (2) Yan Fafu

The tenth hall, the wheel-running king [Wangchuan River]

Mask: Foam Edge

Candidates: (1) He Jiongyi (Feng Buwei), (2) Dale

☆, Dai Wuling, about the new year

000

I was born in your most desolate years and died in your glory.

——Gao Dayue

Gao Daiyue let go of his hand slowly, and hundreds of sheets of thin rice paper filled with lowercase letters fell into the water tank like butterflies with folded wings. It also shattered into transparent paper flocs.

He watched silently, almost unable to believe that he would smash those 11 years with his own hands.

Today, the first seven of Wuguan Wang.

Gao Daiyue stretched out his hand to stir the gradually calming tank water, and the water ripples immediately fluctuated, and the ripples turned into tender fingers, shining like the eyes of that person who turned a thousand times.

11 years, 11 years.

He breathed out silently, slowly raised his head and looked out the window.

Bitter wind and rain.

001

In early February, the winter jasmine blooms in full bloom, and a few plants fall heavily like a golden belt. In early spring, weeds are scarce, so the bright yellow color is more intense.

Gao Daiyue, as a "new product" who just joined the shop, looked up and saw the beauty of the wall, and felt it was dazzling. He frowned and looked away. However, the opposite of the vigor and prosperity was the surrounding This group of dark and gray people, and the old prisoners who are as disgusting as mangy dogs are separated by an old barbed wire.

Sweaty hair, smelly mouth, greasy skin, dirty pupils, mutilated body, wretched smile accompanied by those chirping voices are all disgusting.

Gao Daiyue was expressionless.

The new goods entered the hall, and waited for the warden to come to give a lecture according to the usual practice, but Gao Daiyue and the row on the left and right stood for four hours without waiting for the warden, and finally Captain Gu came and said The warden felt unwell, and after a few symbolic remarks, he told the prison guards to beat the sticks like driving cattle and sheep to complete the next procedure.

The procedure for going to prison was prepared long ago, and it was done mechanically. Gao Daiyue silently followed the instructions, and then he was taken to the next place to take a shower and get vaccinated. The high-pressure water gun hit him for the first time. I couldn't help but bowed.

The prison guards didn't care, and they shot indifferently. Gao Dayue endured the pain and tried to divert his attention. This diversion really made him notice something—it was outside the door, and his voice was not low. It sounded like he was replacing it just now. The captain of the warden lecturing.

The voice of another person sighed very much: "Captain, this is not okay, the warden is doing a good job of letting go of the shopkeeper, and the brothers are all panicking-you see, according to the rules, he is invited to talk to the newcomers today. , and I don’t know if it’s because Huang Li was wrong, and a few lives were fed to the dogs!”

Captain Gu's voice is calm: "Didn't I say it earlier, this is the person from above, I can't move it. You can mention it to the brothers again, and avoid it if you can. I also think he is a bit crazy. Don't mess with him."

"Captain, you said this last year, and we don't want to provoke him—but he's getting crazy!"

"Crazy has to suffer, he is the warden."

The person who complained then mumbled a few times, and said unwillingly: "Captain... look at the madness of the warden, it is estimated that the new goods that can be sold will become something... what kind of pig gnawed Cabbage, waste it!"

Captain Gu laughed and scolded: "Well, you came to me and cried for a long time, so it was because of this matter! Come on, let's put the new ones first, so you don't have to pick and choose to honor... I don't think the warden needs it either, Didn't he always hide his beauty in a golden house?"

"Speaking of it, it's true. I always see that person. He looks like a fairy. He's really beautiful."

"Hey, I told you, don't be foolish!"

"I know, I know, but the gods can't stand the torture of the warden. If I knew it, I would have slept... Hey, captain, don't beat me! I just feel a little pity, but I have done too many bad things and my sympathy is overflowing! Hey, hey!"

When Gao Dayue was shaved and bald, he was still thinking about this matter—not only was he thinking about who would fall into his future, but he also had a slight feeling for the legendary fairy who fascinated the warden. curious.

Until night, a row of bright light bulbs dressed in gray prison uniforms officially entered this remote death row.

Gao Dayue looks very good, no matter what, he is not shabby, and he stands out from the crowd at the moment - precisely because he is too conspicuous and indifferent, he was beaten up on the first day of his arrival.

This was a real brutal gang fight. Gao Dayue was beaten until he vomited blood. In the end, he could only lie on the ground, breathing out but not breathing in. In a daze, he remembered his past 20 years of incomparable beauty, and suddenly feel ridiculous.

So he really laughed out loud.

He passed out wearily amidst his own hopeless laughter.

002

Gao Dayue opened his eyes, he was still in that cramped multi-person prison, his whole body was in severe pain.

When he woke up, he was confused for a while. In that dream, he saw a large number of winter jasmine flowers, wild and strong. This kind of flower can't wait to bloom in the cold early spring, as if to show off his beauty, even can't wait for the green leaves growth.

There was no one in the whole cell - it seems he missed the roll call and the opening.

The longer the time, the more he could not ignore the severe pain in his body. He also tried to call out, but the whole world was empty, no one heard his call, and no one paid attention to him.

He thought it would be fine until everyone came back from work, and begged the prison guards to send him to that simple medical room. In this extremely remote place, prisoners were either on death row or indefinitely, and their sentences could not be commuted. Find something to do to fool around, waste some energy, and save the whole day.

After Gao Dayue couldn't hold back and passed out again, he was given an injection of morphine in his sleep. When he woke up, he was very grateful for the injection of morphine, at least it made him feel no pain.

He struggled to stand up, although he looked weak, but luckily he wouldn't faint from the pain.He wanted to fetch a basin of water to heal his injuries, but just as he took a small plastic basin to the washroom on this floor, he heard the crackling sound of water flowing inside.

He frowned, but still didn't leave. He wanted to take advantage of the effect of the morphine to heal his injuries as best he could, so he stepped directly into the bathroom.

Facing him is a young man, who looks a round younger than him, with a uniform cap on his head, with green skin on his sideburns, and correct eyebrows and eyes, which is very discordant in this dimly lit field. Half of the face is not in the shadow, and the other half is lighted up like a stretched white rice paper, without a trace of wind, frost and wrinkles that a low-level person should have.

The young man didn't pay attention to Gao Dayue's arrival. He was speaking softly, as if coaxing a child: "Why don't you speak? I remember that your voice is the best. Are you talking?"

He hugged a person, saying that it was not appropriate to hug, maybe it was restraint, he said as if he was talking to himself: "Oh yes, you have a big temper, and Dad always said that you have a bad temper... But Dad is patient, I will give you a big temper." No."

His hand was originally covering the man's hair lightly, as if in a stroking gesture, but the next moment he grabbed that section of hair fiercely, and pressed it directly into the cement sink, with a bang on his forehead , the faucet stood still and poured, splashing in all directions, like waves crashing on a rock, the man didn't struggle or speak, like a puppet who didn't know pain and suffocation.

"Speak up, I'll take you to eat alpine candy." The young man leaned over and said softly.

no answer.

The young man suddenly clamped the man's neck with one hand, and took the heavy high-pressure water gun that had been prepared from the side with the other hand, held the man's head against the man's head, and said with a smile: "Zhuang'er, I know that this is very important for you. It’s all trivial, practice makes perfect, right—it’s okay, it’s okay!”

He pressed the switch without hesitation, and the intense water flow burst out under high pressure. Can't make it through.Gao Dayue saw him struggling, clasped his hands on the sink, broke his nails, and scratched the hard cement with bloody flesh.

Gao Dayue didn't intend to watch the murder scene, and at this time he didn't want to offend the guy who was very excited. He turned around with the plastic basin in his hand, avoiding the movement of the young man, and he heard the young man's laughter after walking a long distance Came: "Zhuanger, don't hide! I'm very happy, I love you very much!"

The sound of running water is endless.

Cough sound.

The non-stop coughing went on for a whole week.

Gao Dayue suspected that he was having a nightmare, but everyone else heard the coughing, but turned a deaf ear to it.Gao Dayue didn't care about where the coughing sound came from. Those in the same cell as him were all strong and capable of fighting. He had to be vigilant at all times, and he was trying to get more morphine no matter what—this was a good idea. Something that can make people feel less pain.

Backfired, he was beaten again, and even the pants of the prison uniform were torn, but he didn't want to resist, and when he closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, the cough suddenly approached, like the call of a ghost.

He squinted his eyes, and saw a red figure walking slowly through the crowd. He didn't move away from him, but suddenly reached out and grabbed the hair of the person in front, and gave him an emotionless glance. He bowed in pain, then pinned his head and slammed him against the cell door.

Only then did the rest of them come to their senses, and the birds, beasts and fish scattered and disappeared.

Gao Dayue raised his head to look at her with difficulty. That person only had an old-colored red cloth draped over his body. Under the messy long hair was a pale face that was too delicate and beautiful. His eyelashes were thick and long, lining his pupils. So light it's almost colorless.

He was not paid attention at all, and was kicked aside, and then the man coughed and walked away.

003

Gao Daiyue has seen more than tens of thousands of women in his life, whether charming or resolute, elegant or vulgar, all appearances in the world are born from his heart, but no matter what kind of woman, just one look, in his heart, absolutely not What impression will be left.

That person is an exception.

He was sure it was a girl, and this one must be very puzzled. Could it be that this male prison is so open because it is a death row prison?Where is this girl from, and she is willing to come?

When he was working, he quietly found some old people who had been in prison for life and spent most of their lives. He tapped on the side and asked about the girl, but he didn't get any substantive answers. There was only an old man who looked like he was going to die. Smacking his lips, talking about the recent coughing sound, he said that the backup doctor who saw him mentioned it, probably because a lot of tap water directly enters the lungs from the mouth and nose, which cannot be drained cleanly based on human body functions, but because of this medical condition. There is a way to treat it, and drag it like this.

"Look, just wait." The old man said with a smile, "Pretty is the most unflattering thing in this house, I am old, and I will sit until the end of my life, but if there is a beautiful little doll who will come with me, I don't think it's a bad thing to have a yin relationship!"

Gao Dayue ignored the salty old man and changed his job to another place.

That night, their cells came back from the bathroom one after another. The one on the opposite bed was the latest to come back, but his expression was like a rabbit's. As soon as he came in, he slammed the door and said mysteriously: "I'm so... the bathroom is opened." It's up! The warden can't hold it down there, and I took a damn hard time to hide!"

Everyone became excited, and someone immediately asked: "The warden has been dispatched? Isn't it that the troublemaker..."

"Of course it's Master Zhuang! I don't know what happened, but the warden dragged her to the bathroom. As soon as I poured a basin of water on it, Master Zhuang went crazy—oh my mother, I was so scared that I turned around and ran away. The egg almost didn't fall out!"

There was chatter here for a long time, and someone said doubtfully: "It's not normal, let alone pouring a basin of water before, even holding her head in the water, I haven't seen her unable to bear it..."

Immediately someone interrupted: "That's because I heard that she has received anti-stress and anti-drug training before, and I think she is very skilled. She can be stuffed here, maybe she is a secret agent or something like that - she looks too Looks good, right?"

"It's more than just good-looking! It's a pity that I will be fine half a year earlier - I heard that when she was first imprisoned, she was called out by the warden in public..."

"What are you talking about all over Qili? Didn't you hear the whistle? Go to sleep! Don't speak!" The prison guard slammed on the iron gate outside, smothering all words with a stick.

Gao Dayue was silent in the dark, his pupils were flat and deep.

Gao Daiyue did not expect that the day when the hero saves the beauty would come so soon—it cannot be said that the hero saved the beauty, but that both the hero and the beauty fell into the tiger's nest and depended on each other for life.

The reason was that he didn’t finish the work due to the relapse of his old injury, and the prison guard was in a bad mood that day, so he couldn’t help but put him in a confinement room. However, this confinement room is a row of rooms separated by wires in the middle. red silhouette.

That person buried his head in his arms and couldn't fall asleep all night. Even if he was very sleepy, he would wake up again due to choking and coughing within a few minutes of sleep.

One night after another, Gao Dayue was woken up several times. He was exhausted from working for days and couldn't sleep. He deeply felt that he was a little mentally weak.

"Hello." Out of consideration for the quality of his sleep, Gao Daiyue took out something that he had treasured with him for a long time. Although he was very reluctant, he still threw it to her through the wire, "You use this."

The figure didn't move.

"That's morphine, you'll feel better after taking it," Gao Dayo added.

"Morphine is useless, I want alcohol."

It was the first time for Gao Daiyue to hear that voice, like the glass in the spring water, the clearer and colder it was, it was unstoppable.

"What do you want...?" Gao Dayue asked after a moment of hesitation.

"I'm thirsty, but I can't drink water, I want alcohol."

"I'm sorry, I did not."

"Then I can't stop coughing, and you can only bear it. Don't sleep tonight."

"..." Gao Daiyue endured it for a moment, but still pretended to say, "It's not all about my sleep, I'm also a little kind."

"You deceive yourself, I have no problem, remember not to deceive too annoyingly."

"I say……"

"Stretch out two hands, which hand do you think I will throw the morphine into? Think for 30 seconds, and then don't say it." The man seemed to pick up the morphine, silently counted thirty, and then Accurately passed through the barbed wire, and accurately landed on Gao Daiyo's left hand.

Gao Dayue stared blankly at the opposite side.

"If you just tell me a word, I can see through you. I can successfully simulate a you, use your thinking to think, and notice any turning points that can make you change your mind." The man whispered, "Your mother didn't Did I tell you that it is dangerous to talk to strangers, learn from it in the future."

004

On the second day, the warden came to the confinement room in person and brought a dry breakfast with no water.

The light shone in, and the red figure on the opposite side had no appetite. After crushing a piece of biscuit and slowly eating the dregs, she didn't touch anything else. The sun shone on her clear eyebrows, and her body was only covered with a piece of red cloth.

Gao Daiyue didn't wake up, and when he was drowsy, he heard that extremely pleasant voice said indifferently: "Chi Jiaoshe, I'm very thirsty."

The young warden smiled very handsomely: "But I asked you to drink water and you didn't drink it."

"I want alcohol."

"That's not okay, you'll go crazy when you're drunk, and you're not good looking if you're crazy." The warden squatted down, looked at the beautiful girl like a favorite toy, and bent his eyes, "Let's do it first, Then I give you alcohol?"

"No, I'm in pain."

"You are always in pain." The warden frowned for a long time, then suddenly let go of his brows, and suddenly realized, "But why do I care if you are in pain? It's none of my business what you are thinking? You are crazy too." Is it?" He looked straight into the girl's eyes frankly, "Don't be crazy, be obedient, or you will become a little lunatic like Rong Rong, and I won't love you anymore."

"Will you let it go if you don't love it?"

"It's hard to say." The warden frowned again, "I'm unreasonable, and lunatics are unreasonable, right? Dad could lock me up in that kind of place for no reason, and I could also be unreasonable. kill you, right?"

"Are you going to kill me?"

"That's not sure!" The warden suddenly laughed, raised his hand and grabbed the girl's long hair and slammed it to the ground. The blood slowly soaked the black hair. He bent down and blinked his eyes in the blood, " Zhuang'er, I still love you! I haven't loved you enough!"

The warden is a lunatic, Gao Dayo finally clearly realized this fact.

After the warden left, the girl on the opposite side also had her dick. However, the prison guards at the door did not force her out, but instead sneaked in a young boy. Don't provoke him all the time, don't talk if you can't talk, alas, don't move, let me see if you have a concussion...do you know this?"

The girl closed her eyes, her lips moved slightly, and her mouth was: "Alcohol."

The boy frantically took out the small jar from his clothes, leaned over to feed it, and hated iron and steel: "I said your eyes are fine? Open your eyes and see what it is? Don't hurt your brain!"

The girl barely opened her eyes, then quickly closed them: "Two", and then said impatiently, "You are so annoying."

The young man moaned and said, "You still hate me? Looks like you haven't lost your memory..."

Suddenly a head stuck out from the door, and it was Captain Gu, who hurriedly greeted him: "Xiaoji, take your people and come out quickly, don't delay too long, or I won't be able to do business with the warden's uncle."

The boy agreed without looking back, then took the breakfast lunch box brought by the warden, broke off a piece of hard pancake, kneaded it into powder, and fed it to the girl: "You will be full if you eat a little more. We'll go back when we're full!"

Just as the girl took the first bite, she suddenly paused, and then spat it out frantically, as if she had swallowed mustard powder.

The boy was startled: "Xiao Zhuang? Xiao Zhuang, don't go crazy! There's no water, these are pancakes!"

The girl just drank the rest of the alcohol, and then said with lingering fear: "It's so unpalatable."

The young man took a sip in doubt, and was even more puzzled: "It's not bad, pancakes. The warden won't poison you. These pancakes are freshly baked. Would you like to try them again?"

The girl was silent for a moment, then picked up some powder with her fingers, and spat out again as expected.

The young man stared blankly at her, then at the pancake crumbs in his hand, at a loss for what to do, and after a while he said anxiously: "I said... are you pregnant..."

girl:"……"

The girl smiled and reached out to touch the boy's hair, then grabbed it and threw it to the ground!With a bang, the young man clutched his big bag, gasped in pain, and gritted his teeth with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Zhuang, you wolf-hearted thing..."

The girl stretched out her middle finger: "Xiaoji, wipe away your tears and see, how much is this?"

In such a prison life, Gao Dayue could imagine that the cans of alcohol could make the girl gradually lose her most basic sense of taste, and being hit on the head in that violent incident completely confused her sense of taste After that, the simplest meal was also a torture for her.

All her despair and pain, in front of that lunatic warden, are as light as paper waste.If she can't go out, the final result can only be a disgusting death here, even the bones will rot in this dirty place.

How can you do this?

She can't die like this, she can only live - in the case of proud death, she still has to live