How to survive in a world full of weird talk [Comprehensive fear]

Seventeen looked at Sidelle blankly.

For a moment, he couldn't quite understand Sidelle's words.

...Why do you have to apologize to him?

Seventeen's impression of Sidel started from the underground sacrifice in Xushen Village.

So he was at a loss for a moment before he remembered that these words were the promise Sidel had made to him.

"As long as you are obedient and trust me, I will take you away."

……Um.

Seventeen was silent.

He didn't know what to say, because he didn't know at all—

What was the reason for Sidelle's sudden change.

He just went out to get some food, and when he came back, he found that something had happened to Sidelle.

The girl's eyes were bleeding and tearing, and the once bright and bright eyes turned into a gray and broken color.

She curled up in a corner dim, powerless and pale.

Shi Qi saw her weakness.

This was not the first time he had seen Sidelle show a flaw. In the previous old house, the girl had also been weakened due to mental damage after leaving the red door.

But this time is different.

He couldn't tell the source of the emotion in his heart, but just looked at Sidelle in a daze. The halo on her body seemed to disappear suddenly, and there was only a broken body in which a gloomy soul lived.

She is no longer proud, bright, and radiant.

No more falling from the sky wielding a crowbar.

She became a normal person.

Just like any ordinary, ubiquitous passer-by on the street.

If someone who was familiar with Sidelle saw her current appearance, she would probably be amazed at her weakness.

Sydel doesn't look like her anymore.

They would probably agree to think so.

But Shi Qi didn't think so much.

He doesn't have that much emotional experience to analyze the current situation.

The first thought he had when he saw the current Sidelle, he just subconsciously thought——

"Eyes," the young man with a soft face pursed his lips and stretched out his hand, his fingertips resting in front of Sidel's pale cheeks for a moment, but he still didn't dare to touch her in the end.

He is like a man who has been poor for a long time. He grew up in a poor family. He was exposed to wind and rain, starved and cold. He was submissive in life and never had a good life.

Suddenly one day, a treasure fell from the sky and fell in front of the poor man.

When the poor saw this treasure, he knew it was very precious, but he had never seen a treasure before, so he only dared to guard it from a distance and continued to live a poor life.

He himself couldn't figure out what the treasure was. He only knew that it was expensive, but he didn't know how to use the treasure to make his life better.

Shi Qi didn't know how to speak, he hesitated for a few seconds before asking, "Does it hurt?"

How can the eyes suddenly bleed and then go blind?

Is it because of illness, or suffered from other things here...

Seventeen remembered the mixed resentment of the witches who got into Sidel's body when they were in Xushen Village.

He lowered his eyes to cover up the cold boredom in his eyes.

Sidelle blinked her eyelashes slowly.

Her reaction was now more than half a beat slower, and it took a long time before she said, "Didn't you understand what I meant?"

She and Shi Qi had nothing to do with each other or friendship, but for the common goal, they walked together for a while.

Sydel doesn't think Seventeen will be responsible for her life or death.

When a relationship is bound by interests, as long as one party's power is weakened, the relationship will inevitably not continue to be stable.

It is difficult for a normal person to leave the other world, let alone her.

A suddenly blind man.

Seventeen was taken aback.

He remembered what Sidelle said before, and was silent for a few seconds.

He thinks these are not problems.

If Sidel lost sight, lost the ability to fight, and could no longer escape alone, then it was him.If Sytel wants to leave, as long as she wants to—

He will let Sytel live safely and without harm, and let her return to the normal world outside.

He won't leave her alone, because she didn't leave him then.

Even if Seventeen understands, even if he is nothing to Sidelle.

But he doesn't care about that.

But she doesn't seem to want to leave.

Shi Qi vaguely realized that it wasn't her blindness that caused Sidel to collapse.

Something else must have happened during this time.

But he didn't know anything, he could only be a bit dazed and at a loss in front of Sidel, not knowing what he could do.

Shi Qi quietly stared at Sidelle, feeling timid, he pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "I... I don't understand."

He was silent for another half a second: "...Do you want to wipe your face?"

Sidelle lowered her head again and buried her face between her bent knees.

She was extremely tired, the coldness and sleepiness that surged from the depths of her consciousness made her very tired, and she couldn't even hold the faint smile on her face.

She was so tired that she didn't have the time to distract Shi Qi.

--not understand?

Her words are already so straightforward, why can't she understand?

She listened to Shi Qi's words in a trance, but could barely make out a few words, and after extracting the information of these words.

She curled up, her skin trembling slightly in the air, and the girl murmured like she was talking to herself.

"Do not touch me."

she says.

One word at a time, breathing hard and cold.

Seventeen paused slightly in the air with his fingers.

He withdrew his hand.

The young man was interested in checking on Sidelle's injuries.

But the girl resisted so much, even to the point of trembling.

She doesn't want to.

unwilling to stand up, unwilling to leave, unwilling to...

live.

This idea suddenly appeared in Seventeen's mind.

The best way now, perhaps, is to disregard the girl's wishes and first check what unexpected situation happened to her.

But Seventeen didn't.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Okay."

Immediately after he spoke, he reached out and groped to pick up the small mushroom that rolled down from Sidelle's side, and got up quietly.

Sidelle hugged herself chaotically, curled up in the corner, motionless.

……have they gone?

She thought vaguely, only endless blankness and tingling in her mind.

Consciousness fell heavily.

Sidelle slowly lowered her eyelashes.

That's it... go to sleep.

……

"Would you like some soup?"

A gust of wind from walking blew past her, someone squatted down gently, and handed over a bowl of steaming food.

Seventeen handed the cooked mushroom soup to Sidelle.

Wisps of white mist emerged in strands, entangled with the girl's messy blond hair.

Sidelle suddenly woke up from the falling darkness.

She opened her eyes, and it was still pitch black as far as she could see. The heat gave her the illusion of being burned. She subconsciously covered her face with her arms, and staggered half a meter to the side: "You..."

"Are you still here?"

She took a low breath, her voice floating in the air thinly.

"Yeah." Shi Qi sat down beside her with food, and said, "It seems to be raining outside."

"I'll wait for the weather to clear before leaving."

He paused and asked again.

"Do you want soup?"

"No." Sidelle lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes half hung above her dark and broken pupils, her eyelashes trembled, she wanted to stay away from Shiqi, but she didn't have the strength to get up.

In the end, she just took a breath in a low voice, closed her eyes slowly, and said softly, "Is it going to rain outside?"

It's strange, can the dark and dense forest and sky also show signs of rain?

The sky outside was always black.

Seventeen: "Yes."

He didn't lie, even in the black sky, he could still see the signs of gloomy clouds accumulating, and the bloody dampness in the air became more and more obvious.

Sidelle didn't reply anymore.

"..." Shi Qi was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Wait until the sky clears."

"Let's leave."

Sidelle's body needs a professional hospital for examination and treatment.

He can't afford it.

Sidelle: "..."

She pursed her lips, with no expression on her face, and her voice was as thin as the air on the plateau, and she said, "You want to take me away?"

Shi Qi looked at her quietly, with a little nervousness in her eyes.

But Sidelle couldn't notice it.

He said, "Can I?"

Sidelle felt a little ridiculous.

She pulled the corner of her lips and said, "What if I don't want to go?"

Seventeen: "..."

He was silent for a moment, without surprise, and said calmly, "I'm with you."

Stay here together, buried in the ground.

If that's what Sydel wants.

—Is this man a madman? !

She thought indifferently, and a surge of anger suddenly rose in her heart, which was already as calm as ashes.

The smell of mushroom soup was still lingering around. She waved her hand sullenly and overturned the bowl of soup. The moment she heard the sound of soup splashing on the ground, someone grabbed her wrist and pushed her aside.

The hot soup didn't splash on Sidelle.

"Is there something wrong with you?" She shook off Shi Qi's hand, couldn't help feeling irritable, and sneered, "You want to take me away together?"

"Stupid." She sneered full of malice and sarcasm: "Do you know who I am? I'm not a student. I'm a bad person. I kill countless people outside and do all kinds of evil. I can do anything as long as it's beneficial——"

"I won't be grateful to you," she said indifferently: "Do you understand?"

Shi Qi protected her hand from spilling the hot soup.

After quietly listening to the girl's fierce and cold tone, he nodded and said, "I understand."

Seventeen didn't know Sydel well.

He knew it, he knew it—

"But it's not important." He said, sighed slightly in his heart, lowered his head and wiped the wet stains on the ground with a cloth, and began to think about how to quickly restore dryness here.

Sidelle: "..."

Her head started to ache again, and she didn't know which sensitive area was touched, but facing Shi Qi's attitude, she really had nothing to say, and finally could only sneer hastily.

"up to you."

She said indifferently, turned her head and stopped talking.

Seventeen really didn't leave.

The weather outside was getting weirder and the air was getting more and more humid, but the expected rain did not come.

The two of them just stayed here...to live.

There is no day or night here.

Sidelle fell asleep in a daze, between half-dream and half-awake, Chaos didn't know what was going on outside, and she didn't know how long it had passed.

Once she woke up, it seemed that someone had made a dress for her.

She ignored it, turned her head expressionlessly, and blinked a pair of broken blue glass-like eyes, silently dimming in the dark night.

She waited aimlessly for death in the dark night.

Maybe it was because she was afraid that Sidelle would not wake up.

Shiqi always tried to talk to her when she was awake for a moment.

——He wanted to communicate with Sydel, but he didn't know where to find the topic, and finally remembered his past that had been dusty for many years.

He would try to stumble and talk to Sydel.

In the quiet and dead night, the girl curled up into a small ball and hid in the corner, and he sat beside him. It was inconvenient to bend his slender legs, so he let go of the sitting lazily, quietly in the darkness. Looking sideways, staring at Sidelle.

She shrank and curled up like a pale and withered flower.

He stood quietly by the side, but it wasn't because of feelings——

As Sidelle said, there is no deep relationship between the two of them.

Seventeen is a little embarrassed——

He didn't seem to be revealing anything to Sidelle, he was just silently reviewing his past.

"I've been to many places." He said, "Most of the countries in America, Asia, Australia... Is there anything you are interested in?"

He still remembered that Sidelle said that she didn't like to travel, so she didn't see too many scenery.

There was silence in the air, the girl's attitude was indifferent, as if she was unknown, only the sound of gentle breathing.

Shi Qi didn't care too much, so he could only continue talking.

"China..." he said, "the scenery there is very beautiful, maybe you will like it."

Shi Qi didn't know why he thought of this country, but when he saw Sidelle, he subconsciously thought of it first.

Shi Qi remembered that it was safe, clean and beautiful, but his impression of China was only a glimpse of China as a teenager.

It is said that he was abducted from China when he was three or four years old. He should have Chinese nationality before, but he did not meet his former parents.

So it was all over after that.

"I used to have an older sister." Shi Qi's voice was flat, like the fine snow that was about to melt away in a long summer, and the shattered coldness fell to the ground.

His tone of recollection was very strange, it could not be said to be mourning or nostalgia, but it seemed that he was just talking about something ordinary.

At that time, he was in Myanmar, next door to the country of monsters, where black forces controlled the middle and lower poor, and pornography, gambling and drugs formed an industrial chain.

The woman was decades older, with jet-black hair, pale thighs, tattoos on her arms, and a puffy cigarette.

The elder sister is the young lady in the custom industry.

He was very young then, maybe seven or eight years old.

Because I am a child, it is not easy to arouse the vigilance of others, and I am often instructed to do various "actions" on local forces.

Of course, after the end, there will be rewards.

The woman said that she picked Shiqi back and was kind to Shiqi. She was not happy in life, so when she was unconscious after smoking, she always liked to beat and scold the child she picked up, like treating a kitten or puppy.

Sometimes when she woke up, she stumbled to the kitchen and saw children cooking in front of the stove with bricks on them.

She would hug Shiqi with red eyes and whimper for a while, treating the child tenderly.

Outside the window was the continuous sound of gunfire and shelling, and scattered dead people lay here and there in the alleys across the street, blood slowly soaking the ground.

Their deaths were miserable, and the videos of the killings were put on the dark web for fun or profit.

He has always lived like this.

No one taught him anything, children can only observe the world with their own eyes, and then keep all their thoughts deep in their hearts.

"And then she died."

He said lightly, as if talking about the falling of a dead leaf.

It was too long, he forgot what it was like, only remembered that there was a lot of blood, and his sister's eyes kept looking at him.

Before that, my sister had talked to him the most.

"You have to live."

This woman who betrayed all her dignity and bottom line and lived a chaotic life every day said so to Shi Qi.

She repeated this sentence many times.

Just live.

In this way, it is already a victory.

This is his life of more than 20 years, and only adults have taught him all the life experiences.

Shi Qi felt that he should say something more, but he remained silent.

After his sister died, he stayed in Southeast Asia for a long time.

That woman was not smoking tobacco but Kuka. It took him a lot of time to get rid of drugs. When he was fifteen or sixteen, he went to China, staring at the unfamiliar clean streets in a daze.

When passing by a coffee shop, he heard a man making a low voice from inside the glass window.

"Welcome to northern Myanmar, where I grew up, sweet little princess!"

The boy was stunned for a moment.

He thought of the place in northern Myanmar, where poverty and backwardness, uneducated, dirty, bloody, violent, and bombardment all day long, the boss of the so-called Golden Triangle drug lord may be blown out of the wall by a bomb in the next moment.

It was a piece of carrion, nourished by blood, pain, and sin.

It can't bloom, only endless stench.

he thought then.

If, one day, he has a "delicate little princess".

He wouldn't want her to go there, even where he grew up.

How could anyone take their favorite things to that kind of place?

At that time, Shi Qi didn't understand what "delicate little princess" represented. He could hear that it might represent love, but he had never loved anything, and no one taught him normal feelings in the normal world.

Of course, he can't understand what liking and love are now.

He was just thinking.

People should give a flower to someone they like, which is beautiful and dazzling, and full of fragrance.

Instead of taking it to see the filth and sin that breeds on carrion.

It was snowing that day, and he stepped on the snow with his head down, "creaking" all the way through the bright and prosperous commercial street and the clean and tidy neighborhood.

He sat down and rested beside a street lamp, in front of him was a piece of cloth that was left behind by someone, and there were small toys and jewelry scattered on it.

Snowflakes are flying all over the sky.

He sat cross-legged on the ground in a daze, a woman hurried past with her six or seven-year-old child, and dropped a piece of bright red money.

The woman walked two steps with the child, then turned around suddenly, picked a toy from the small stall and stuffed it into the child's arms.

The woman mistook Shi Qi for a boy who came out to set up a stall.

Shi Qi watched the mother and son walk away, and suddenly realized that this place was not suitable for him.

Seventeen came here without the consciousness of looking for relatives, but it was at this moment that he truly understood that if his parents were still alive, they probably wouldn't accept him.

So he got up and left flatly, turned around and went to the United States.

Shi Qi didn't want to talk about her past with Sidelle, not because she thought she was miserable, but she was a little princess living in an ivory tower.

He just... didn't want her to know the things that would make her unhappy.

...He wanted to give her beautiful flowers, not to show a wound with bloody pus.

She should always be happy, lively, smiling, and enthusiastic about everything.

But it doesn't matter if she is no longer enthusiastic.

As long as it's her.

Everyone has the desire to live, but Shi Qi does not. He is still living seriously only because his sister let him live well.

Ships need to anchor when they go out to sea, but Shi Qi has no anchor.

He wandered aimlessly in the sea, maybe the next moment he would be swept by sea cliffs or waves.

Until that moment, Sidel reached out to him.

From then on, she was his direction.

It is she who shines brightly like the sun, and she is also the gloomy soul curled up in a broken body.

It doesn't matter what kind of person Sydel is.

Whoever she is, he will treat her as that kind of person.

Then, everything else, as always.

After Shi Qi removed what he thought was unnecessary to say, he suddenly found that his past seemed to be extremely lacklustre.

He finished speaking in a few words.

Seventeen: "..."

Sidelle's breathing was shallow but steady.

He hesitated, got up, and went to the window.

The sky outside the window was as dark as ever.

The air was humid, but it didn't rain as he expected. Perhaps the experience outside was not suitable for this place.

He turned around and came to Sidelle.

The girl was still huddled in the corner with her arms folded. The young man hesitated for a while, squatted down halfway, and kept the eye-level distance, and spoke softly.

Sydel heard Seventeen's voice.

"It's not raining outside the window." He said, "Can I take you away?"

——This person is really annoying.

Sidelle thought, she was cold and tired, if she hadn't lost sight, she just wanted to fight him with a crowbar.

But he did stay, for a long time.

She was so tired that she wanted Shi Qi to disappear from her side.

But it doesn't belong to her here either.

Even if it is because of her that this world exists.

The girl raised her head slowly.

She tugged at her pale and chapped lips, with a cold and tired mockery: "Where can you take me?"

Seventeen is just an ordinary person.

What's the use of high force value in this kind of place?He can't even tell a human from a ghost.

"is it okay?"

Shi Qi didn't answer, but asked repeatedly in a low voice.

"what ever."

Sidelle said coldly.

She seldom speaks so critically to people for no reason.

She suddenly smiled, as if mocking Shiqi's innocence, and said quietly: "But I don't have the strength to walk now, do you want to carry me?"

Sidelle didn't lie. I don't know if it was the sequelae of being blind. She was very weak and couldn't see. It was impossible for her to climb those wooded hillsides normally.

Sidelle just wanted to provoke Shi Qi, she didn't understand why Shi Qi made such a move——

Is there any benefit in saving her?

No.

She thought this man was very strange.

But the next moment, she heard Shi Qi seem to smile.

"Okay." He replied without hesitation.

Sidelle: "..."

They left.

Before leaving, Seventeen fetched water for Sydel to carefully wipe off the dried blood on her face.

When Sidel lay on Seventeen's back, she still couldn't help thinking——

Why on earth did she come to this point.

The young man looks thin, but the back under the cloth reveals a hard outline.

She didn't have much strength, and she just lay on top of the young man. After letting go of her anger, there were no other ups and downs in her heart.

...it's the same no matter where you go.

she thought indifferently.

Nothing will change.

With her, no one can get out of here.

The mentally cold sleepiness surged up again.

Sidelle lowered her eyes wearily, a drowsy drowsiness welled up, and she returned to her chaotic state.

She sank into a heavy, sleepy blackness.

……

The bumpy feeling of lying on someone else is gone.

Sidelle couldn't remember how long she had slept, she opened her eyes with a bit of drowsiness, and only remembered that she was blind when she saw the endless darkness.

She was lying on a...soft bed.

The bed was soft and fragrant, it seemed that many people rushed up at once, the footsteps were heavy and noisy, and there were also the voices of many people talking.

Someone took her wrist and hung her with a coil of string, on which a plastic sign fell.

The man rubbed her head, leaned over and whispered something in her ear.

Sidelle didn't hear clearly.

That person leaves.

That person is...

Is it seventeen?

She opened her eyes in a daze, and she didn't realize where it was, and a heavy and turbulent sleepiness hit her.

Sidelle fell into a deep sleep again.

The crowd seemed to disperse one after another. On a white hospital bed, the golden girl was pale and lay quietly on it, as if falling into a deep sleep.

On the small white table next to it, there are water glasses, pills and vases.

On the girl's wrist, a plastic sign representing the patient's identity was tied to a red bracelet.

"number 74."

The breeze blows the open door, and the sun shines in from the window.

"Crack, click, click..."

On the door of the ward, a plaque was very conspicuous.

— Miyata Sanatorium.