canary in cage

Cecil only felt a buzzing in his head, as if glass had exploded in the air. He wanted to rush over and push Enger away, but the facts told him that if he passed by, both of them would die here.

Luoman was still holding on to Engel's leg tightly, his trousers were pulled out of obvious folds, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

"Brother..." Loman yelled with his mouth open.

The air that Cecil breathed in was choked and uncomfortable. After a pause for a second or two, he turned around and ran outside.

All of this is his fault. If he didn't come out at night, if he never showed up, wouldn't all of this happen.

Cecil bit his lower lip, which was bloodless, but because of too much force, traces of blood inevitably seeped out from between his lips.

The vision in front of him was so blurred that he could hardly see anymore, Cehir didn't dare to stop, no matter what was outside, Cehir didn't dare to listen.

"Bastard! Catch me back!"

Engel was still shouting angrily behind him, but this time, no one listened to Engel's words, and all of them huddled in the tent and could not come out.

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It wasn't until the voice behind the voice became smaller and smaller, and Cecil couldn't hear it at last that he dared to look back.

The circus was no longer visible, and Cecil had no memory of how he got out for a moment. He was only wearing a thin shirt. As soon as he stopped, the cold wind blew over mercilessly.

Cecil shrank together coldly, the water droplets on his eyelashes were slightly frozen due to the cold wind, Cecil rubbed his eyes, and just when he was about to pull up the scarf around his neck, he found that his scarf Still in the circus.

Cecil hugged himself even tighter, and lifted his feet to step on the dry leaves. In the middle of the night, the forest was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly, only the rustling wind and the constant hissing of insects remained in his ears.

There was no end in sight... Cecil wanted to run, but as soon as he opened his legs, something like a thorn under his feet slashed across his legs, and in an instant, blood flowed down his calves.

In the depths of the woods, bird calls kept coming, and Cehir gasped in pain. A fear rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but slow down his pace, slowly groping for the direction ahead.

But it was like a bottomless pit here, and it was too dark to find the direction. Cecil breathed heavily with his mouth, and white mist came out of his mouth one after another.

He was going to go out from here, Loman was still waiting for him, all this was his own fault, Cecil closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and continued to move forward.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the dense trees in the forest covered the only light source in the sky. Suddenly, Cecil seemed to break a branch under his feet, which was extremely harsh in the silent forest.

Cecil was about to step back, but in the next second, his whole body was frozen in place as if he had been poured with lead.

"Little brat! I ran to the wrong place~"

A joking voice came to his ears. Suddenly, Cehir's heart constricted and his blood pressure soared to the extreme. Before his brain could react, his body ran in the opposite direction.

Engel smiled coldly, and followed Cehir unhurriedly. However, the two people who were very different in size, Cehir did not run a few steps, but Engel grabbed the back of the collar tightly. .

The blood pressure rushed straight to the cerebral cortex, and Cecil's legs kept resisting in the air. Engel frowned slightly, changed his hand and turned Cecil to face him, and punched him in the stomach. The person fell directly to the ground severely.

Cecil curled up on the ground, coughing, Engel didn't know where the smoke came from, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a white mist came out of his mouth.

"The bastard just now was too irresistible to be beaten, and he died within a few hits." Engel took a bite on the ground and said disdainfully, "Tell me, how long can you last?"

died?Cecil half propped up his body, his pupils widened, listening to Engel's sentence that had no response.

Dead, Luoman died, Cecil tightly grasped the dead leaves on the ground, his knuckles were so hard that they turned white.

He is too weak, he can't do anything, and it's useless to have a brain. Without the blessing of the family, he is nothing, and even if he leaves Isli, he can't even live well.

Why did he run away?Is it because I am not convinced, the younger brother I met by accident is now...··

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Seeing that Cehir did not move, the corners of Engel's lips almost covered his ears, and his eyes were like a wolf greedy for meat, staring closely at the prey on the ground.

Engel threw the cigarette aside, raised his foot and kicked Sehir to lie down. Sehir's eyes were full of anger and disgust, and he was about to stand up while supporting himself.

Engel looked at the little chick on the ground, with a chuckle between his lips, he raised his foot and stepped directly on Cecil's calf. Unfortunately, it happened to be the place where he was injured just now, and it was connected to the turned-up meat. Engel used his foot back and forth crushed.

"Um...um...!" Cecil couldn't help but hummed, raising his hand to break Engel's cry.

Seeing the people below him who were constantly resisting, Engel raised his brows, and actually jumped down directly, pulling Cecil directly into his arms.

Sure enough, the smell of the little chick was the purest. Engel's nose rubbed against Cecil's neck, and the sound of heavy snorting came into his ears.

Sehir was already under the pressure of weight, and Sehir was almost out of breath under Enge's pressure. Sehir raised his head, tried his best to suck in the air around him, and kept pushing Enge away with his hands.

The more Cecil resisted, the more presumptuous En Ge's movements became. He kissed Cecil's neck with his thick lips in two or three strokes.

"Go away!" Cecil gritted his teeth and glared at Engel angrily.

Engel still didn't care, and the movements of his hands became more agile. One hand had already reached Cecil's waist. Cecil's nerves were tense, and he raised his hand and hit Enger in the face.

Immediately, Engel slammed, the expression on his face darkened, and the movement of his hands stopped. He turned his head and picked up a stone from his side, and smashed it down on Cecil's head without mercy. .

All of a sudden, Cehir lost the consciousness of resistance, and his eyes were suddenly occupied by darkness, and he could only feel heat flowing down one after another.

Engel's disgusting voice continued to fill his ears: "The little thing's skin is pretty good."

In addition to the sound of the wind in the forest, only Engel's heavy breathing could be heard. Cecil's breath, which was as thin as a mosquito, was already dispensable. If one was not careful, one would not be able to hear it at all.

Without any resistance, Engel's hand movements also sped up a bit, and the already layered shirt was lifted up directly, and his fair skin was pierced red in the cold air.

Engel confiscated it, and the saliva flowed down directly.