Summer of Fireflies

When a person is completely desperate, the physical torture is not the most terrifying, but the most terrifying is the double torture of mental and physical.

And what the boy wants to see is nothing more than to see me suffer from mental breakdown and physical exhaustion after struggling in this cold warehouse to no avail, and such despair that life is worse than death.

29. Orange Flame

I huddled in a corner, my limbs were cold.

He was still wearing the loose witch's robe on Halloween. The thin robe was not enough to maintain the body's normal temperature, and his chapped lips could not raise the strength to speak.

I put my hands and feet under the robe, and put my hands around my knees, and my long hair fell down my knees.

If anyone saw me with a pale face, I think that person would cover his face and scream that I was Sadako alive.

Although there is no mirror, my current image is probably not much better than that of Sadako. The only difference may be: she wears white clothes and I wear black clothes. She is naturally straight and I am curly.

For fear of not waking up from sleep, I dare not sleep for a long time.

As soon as I woke up, I felt limp and weak. I moved my fingers and forced myself to open my eyes. The light from the upper right of the wall was a bit dazzling. When I looked up, the thick pungent smell hit the sky and filled the air. The rancid smell of the car has already covered the smell of rust and disinfectant, and I can't keep these unpleasant rancid smells from inhaling into my nasal cavity.

The faint white light shone from the wall to my feet, and I scratched the sand and mud on the ground four times, indicating that I had stayed in this dark ghostly place for four full days.

I haven't eaten a single meal for four days. A few days ago, there were still water droplets on the wall where the rain leaked to replenish the water in my body that dropped sharply. In these few days, the damp wall has long since dried up, and the water droplets no longer leaked. This just proves that I is facing the danger of water supply cut off.

It’s fine to be hungry for four days without food, but if I don’t have water, my body’s glycogen and fat will be consumed, and my physical strength will probably be exhausted.

On the other side of the dark light source, the dark red blurred blood has long since dried up.

Seven days, I don't know how decomposed that unknown corpse has been in these four days.

Under the refraction of the dim light, from time to time, many mosquitoes and flies could be seen flying around on the lump of festering flesh and blood. When I glanced over it from the corner of my eye, I felt a surge in my stomach again.

It is said that humans first ate meat, just to survive.

When a person's living conditions are pushed to the extreme, such as burning, killing and fireproofing, groveling, eating tree trunks, cockroaches, and even eating human flesh, what else can one not do in order to keep oneself alive?

Hamlet said: To be or not to be, that is a question worth pondering.It is the instinct of human beings to live with all kinds of feelings, and to die cleanly.

When faced with the threat of death, most people choose to live, even if the process is unscrupulous.

The instinct of survival told me: there is a reason to live, as long as I can live, even if it is to eat rotting corpses, I can also endure this inhuman pain with my eyes closed.

As long as I can survive...

... This word sounds good on the lips, but it is very difficult to put it into practice. Who knows if I will have diarrhea if I eat a rotting corpse.

Leaving aside the issue of whether eating a dead body will cause diarrhea, I think that most people have a moral warning line to maintain self-principle. If I cross that warning line, I don’t know if I can still be classified as a category of "human".

The darkness is terrible, but I am far from degraded to the point where I have to compete with mosquitoes and flies for food.

They are not afraid of indigestion when they eat dead bodies. I am afraid that I will get food poisoning. It is said that rotting corpses contain corpse poison.

The walls are cold, the vision is dim, and the warehouse door is tightly locked. After four days of starvation, I must not have the strength to climb the window that is smaller than a human head. All I can do now is to rescue me Before, try to keep my consciousness as clear as possible.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but it was so long that my limbs became stiff, and my consciousness began to dim. The light outside the window gradually dimmed, and the darkness swallowed up the coldness of the night again. Turn blue.

I didn't die of starvation and thirst, maybe I was going to freeze to death, and I buried my whole head in my knees.

Now the fourth day is almost over. I don’t know how long I can race against time. In short, in every difficult night, I always believe that I can be rescued, so I can last a second longer, even if I can’t last. It is better to live and die with hope than to die with despair.

The air at night was getting cooler and colder, and a few rays of moonlight climbed up the window and sprinkled on the ground. While drowsy, someone opened the locked door with a creak.

"Sister?"

Well, this voice sounds familiar, I thought unconsciously, it felt like someone had put a coat on my shoulders, I moved my eyelashes to try to reveal a tiny gap in my eyes, and that person covered my cold whole body In my arms, and then the sky spun, I seemed to be hugged by someone.

In the dark warehouse, I couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly. With the faint moonlight, I finally saw half of the broad chest of the young man. The white shirt was covered with a faint yellow layer under the moonlight. I tried my best to look up. , I only saw the young man's smooth and delicate chin in my field of vision. I wriggled my dry throat and wanted to say something to the young man. Fat boy.

He said that I was just a bait, a bait used to catch big fish. Although the person who came was not Bai Lan, I never believed that he hadn’t made any trap action beforehand. I opened my dry mouth to remind the young man Be careful, no matter how hard you try, all the words from the bottom of your heart will eventually get stuck in your throat and you will not be able to spit them out.

"If it's possible, I hope you don't say anything, senior." Interspersed with the unreadable trill, complex emotions such as tenderness, guilt, distress, and firmness in the pupils disappeared in the darkness in an instant, and finally the original tenderness.

The young man with warm eyes lowered his head to look at me, and at the same time carried me towards the warehouse door. "I'll take senior sister home, so...you don't have to worry about anything."

Walking forward with unwavering footsteps, the young man pushed open the door, and the dim light shone on the top of the young man's head. The moonlight outside shrouded us in an instant, and the faint candy fragrance from the young man's body at close range wafted over, and I flinched Leaning towards Wen Yuan all at once, he seemed to hear the steady and powerful heartbeat in the young man's chest in his hazy consciousness, and the restless heart finally settled down.

Leave everything to him, so I have nothing to worry about.

Just after this thought passed through my mind, the ground under the cold moon began to rumble and stir. I tried to open my eyes wide and looked at the black iron cage that suddenly rose around me. Within a few seconds, the black iron cage had already merged Shrink, and we are the only prey in this iron cage.

This underground warehouse was originally built by the government, and Tong Hua really saved it.The surrounding bushes suddenly became agitated, and the men with pistols surrounded the black iron cage into a large circle. Looking at the manpower, there were about four to five hundred people.

I subconsciously turned my head to look at the young man. Facing the sudden situation, the curvature of the corner of the young man's mouth remained unchanged. I could not see even a trace of panic on his jade-like face, and my suspended heart settled down with the young man.

The black-haired boy who was walking in front looked across the crowd at us under the moonlight, his pale face could not conceal the deep disappointment in his eyes.

In fact, I told him long ago that Bai Lan would not come, but he didn't want to believe me.

The young man turned to the young man who was hugging me with a sinister look, and the young man smiled, "I know you are Mr. Tong Hua, the boss of Peronne."

Because he was not sure about the identity of the young man, the young man did not dare to act rashly.

The young man gently put me on the ground and let me lean against the iron cage as a backrest. He took out a pair of gloves from his arms and put them on his hands. He turned to face the crowd, and his voice suddenly became colder, "Mr. Tonghua, said To be honest, I don't want to fight with you at all."

A blazing flame ignited on the young man's hands and forehead, one hand was orange and the other golden red, the flaming fire jumped on the young man's forehead as if alive, illuminating the surrounding air bright orange.What changed with it was the young man's golden-red pupils, which were as beautiful as the color of the setting sun.

"Are you... Pengo Lie's tenth generation?" The young man seemed to recognize the young man's identity at a glance. After being surprised, he suddenly stroked his bangs and laughed loudly, "Bai Lan didn't come, but I seem to have attracted another What a great man."

Pushing aside the bangs that covered his eyelids, his seemingly invisible eyes fell on the corner where I was squatting, and I couldn't help shivering under the gaze of the young man's researching eyes.

The young man frowned and took a step forward, blocking the black-haired boy from scanning my research gaze, "It seems that this battle between us is really inevitable." The orange-red flames on the forehead shot up instantly.

"It's fine to take advantage of anyone you want, and you should resolve your own hatred. But... the last thing you should do is implicate an innocent senior." The smile on the young man's face gradually subsided, and he felt that he seemed to be thinking about something. Angry, if I didn't have no strength in my whole body at this moment, I would probably scream and shout something like telling the young man to put out the fire quickly.

However, what stood in front of me was not a live broadcast of an artificial fire, but a contest of supernatural powers that was suspected to be a comic book in which the pig’s feet met the villain after the hero saved the beauty, because after the youth, the teenager And the boy's subordinates also ignited Qinglanzi, etc.