Wanjie takeaway

"Your little cake, take a bite yourself?"

Reluctantly, Fu Feng handed the small cake in his hand to Wei Dao and said as a gesture.

Wei Dao looked at Fu Feng's expression, then at the little cake that was already close to him, and said with a smile: "Since you sincerely invited me, I will reluctantly agree to you."

Fu Feng was amused by Wei Dao.

Wei Dao only tasted a little.

Fu Feng looked at Wei Dao, he ate the other by himself.

The cake was about the size of a fist.

As the saying goes, a half-sized man eats a poor man, even a grown man, a small cake is not half-full.

"If you're still hungry, go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of noodles. You'll be fine after the package is cooked. Don't starve yourself here. I'm not responsible."

Wei Dao gradually dozed off, feeling that Fu Feng seemed to have finished eating, opened his eyes, looked at it and said with a smile.

Fu Feng sighed: "Why waste your money so much? I also ate a meal, and you didn't eat any more. I, a guest, ate up all the food from the host's house. What's the matter? How embarrassing. "

Although he spoke like this, there was no embarrassment on his face.

Wei Dao thought it was funny and said, "Oh, don't you eat too much?"

He himself is used to it, so it doesn't matter, he can save as much as he can, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat.

It's not like Fu Feng is used to it, maybe he's going to get up and go into the kitchen with green eyes from hunger at night.

Don't see the way clearly, if you fall headlong, you won't be able to get up, and he doesn't want to go downstairs in the middle of the night to see how the corpse is cleaned up.

In particular, Fu Feng said that he was his friend, but he was slightly different from others.

Fu Feng said with a smile: "Besides, I'm hungry, and if I can't bear it, I will go into the kitchen by myself. You don't have to worry."

Wei Dao closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said slowly, "I'm not worried."

You should be less self-indulgent.

Fu Feng nodded, threw away the trash, cleaned up the house again, and stood at the door ready to go downstairs.

Wei Dao turned around to look at Fu Feng, and then turned back.

Fu Feng sighed: "You don't even say goodbye."

Wei Dao was amused: "As for it? Throw away the trash, it's the same if you leave tomorrow morning, just take it out together."

Fu Feng shook his head and sighed: "You really don't know how to be tactful at all."

Wei Dao reluctantly waved his hand: "Yeah, go back early by yourself, goodbye, goodbye."

He laughed again.

Fu Feng: "Let's go."

Then, he never came back.

Wei Dao thought that he was afraid of being implicated and rushed home at night.

Fu Feng left the illusion, returned to the inside of the maze again, stood there and paused, feeling as if he had forgotten something that he hadn't had time to do, after thinking about it, it seemed that there was no such thing, he hesitated for a while.

This time it was a person from the left, Fu Fengshun looked in the mirror beside him, only himself.

The person who came was not Weidao.

"Hello there!"

This person was a little cautious, he stopped in the darkness, his eyes came from there, turned around Fu Feng and then went back.

Fu Feng responded.

The man took a step forward and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

Fu Feng casually glanced at the other person's face and then froze. He recognized this face, so logically he should know this person, but the other party may not remember him. This is one of his former classmates. I was close and didn't have much communication. The reason why I still remember it is probably because of a certain unpleasant thing.

He didn't remember what it was, but he only remembered the emotional changes he felt before and after the unhappy thing happened, which was not a happy emotion.

But that event was not such an important and unforgettable experience. He didn't want to remember it, and tried to make himself forget it completely. Occasionally, he would remember it in his dream at midnight, and he had to think of it again when certain fragments flashed by.

That's really—

Many terrible nightmares have caused many tossing and turning in the dead of night, or waking up, or sleeplessness, or anxiety.

When he couldn't sleep at night, he would get up and not wear much clothes. He would just sit by the bed in slippers, then sit by the desk, and then go to the balcony, sitting on the balcony, facing the wind, exuding sweet The tranquility and gentleness of the dreamland, the imperceptible heat probably came out from under the quilt, slowly sticking to the back, but it was not enough to make him go back to sleep.

After the rousing night wind quickly removed most of the heat from his body, he became more awake, and the colder he became, the more he felt his mind was clearer, as if all the restlessness would dissipate with the night wind, and he couldn't fall asleep at all.

Not feeling sleepy, this is something that cannot be forced, even if he lies on the bed with his eyes closed, it is useless from midnight to seven in the morning.

If he can't sleep, let him lie on the bed for at least seven hours at night, he will be exhausted, worse than sitting in the night wind for a night, tired, irritable, and useless sleep will only be wasted The behavior of energy, he doesn't want to go through that kind of night again, if sleep can't be controlled by himself, at least, the night should be held in his hands.

The heartbeat seems to speed up, because of Night Breeze?

It was so cold that goosebumps would rise all over his body, and his breathing was so cold that he didn't want to move much, his fingers were already shaking.

The skin starts to turn blue.

Sometimes he is still sleepy, and sometimes he feels the beauty of the night because of it, even though he can't see very clearly.

It doesn't matter.

He just doesn't want to remember those bad things and emotions, and he hates those people.

Most of the time, he is the one who is wrong, and he is the only one. He knows and remembers, so he hates everyone even more.

He has never been excluded, even in his own heart, he is not stingy with hatred, and this emotion of hatred is as rough as a tide, often rushing to the shore, and the person who suffers the most is himself.No one cares, no one knows, no one cares, let alone cares.

Oops.

Fu Feng's expression became ugly with his mood.

He stared at each other with three white eyes, as if a cat with an arched back was pacing around with fur.

The second person walked out from the other side, not Wei Dao.

Fu Feng turned his head to look and saw a stranger.

He didn't know him, but his feeling told him that maybe it was someone Wei Dao knew.

"I want to find the same kind, but I haven't seen anyone else after walking for a long time. I was almost discouraged and didn't plan to leave. I didn't expect that there would be nowhere to find it. Hey! The two brothers over there, How does it feel? You must want to go out too, right? Let's work together to help each other and go out together as a team, shall we?"

Listening to the voice, this person seems cheerful and familiar.

Fu Feng blinked, maybe because of the buffer, he was calmer than before.

Then, two more people came.

The third one looks like a guarded person, and the fourth one can hardly be regarded as a person, more like some kind of huge virus with an indescribable appearance, just moving slowly here from another unknown direction , the color seems to be dark green, and it seems to be bright red, reminiscent of blood and moss, as if it also smells a mixture of disgusting stench.

The fourth person who came stopped, stopped at a relatively far position, and did not move.

From the feel of it alone, he's a disgustingly fat, grease-bound mass.

Visually, he looks like a green-headed fish covered in scales and molted skin. You can't see the legs on the lower body, and the clothes on the upper body. It seems that he is walking all the way down, dropping a lot of fleshy garbage that needs to be cleaned. It is very black. , hiding in the dark, seems to have no eyes, and the facial features are all deformed and displaced by the fat, making it impossible to distinguish the situation.

In terms of hearing, everyone present can feel the noise that is inevitably transmitted through the space, which makes people involuntarily start to feel irritable. They can't hear what it is. The woman is crying late at night, and the bee is preparing to The buzzing of the cover, the barking of dogs gathering and arguing, the meowing and meowing of wild cats running around in heat at night, the strong wind, heavy rain, lightning and thunder, and chaotic human voices whispering about themselves...

You can hear any words, what you want to hear, what you don't want to hear, what you refuse to accept, what you want, mixed together.

It was viscerally nauseating, and it was hard to describe exactly what that sound was and what it was.

Feel guilty?With a grudge?Distressed?Pain, joy, indifference... what?There is everything.

Awful.

Even if the person does not move or speak, existence is original sin, and the mere awareness that "there is a person there" will be humiliating and painful.

Just like the flies and mosquitoes on the rubbish dump, they can't be driven away by waving, and it's not easy to beat. If you do it, you will definitely dirty yourself, and if you don't do it, you will be so annoying that you can't calm down.

This is not a direct injury, but compared to a knife piercing the heart, such an injury is obviously unbearable.

The third person looked at the fourth visitor who was standing next door, and introduced himself to Fu Feng: "I am Wei Dao."

Your friend!I am your friend, look at me!

Fu Feng's eyes were firmly fixed on the fourth person, because there was no diversion of attention and eyesight for a long time, so that it was very doubtful whether he had been hurt by the fourth person before everyone else. After all, Everyone else was looking sideways or squinting, only Fu Feng was facing the fourth person.

He has been greatly influenced, but he is not prepared to change his mind.

He stared straight at the fourth person, and approached him step by step.

As if startled by his behavior, the fourth person took a step back subconsciously, but before Fu Feng could say anything, he stood on the spot and returned to his motionless state.

But this time, not only Fu Feng, but the other three also saw that the fourth person was different. After facing Fu Feng approaching calmly, they couldn't recover the calm state of mind when they came.

Fu Feng stood in front of the fourth person, one step away.