Lin Jie stood up and looked at the front with a dull look. Not only did Liang Qingbai say something in his mind echo in his mind, but his emotions were so complicated that he could not describe at all, so that his body was trembling unconsciously, just like a drug addiction.
Growing people are unable to get satisfaction for a long time and suddenly suck a brand new drug with more energy!
He could not say he was excited, angry, without pain, nor was he happy. He just kept replaying his life in his mind. His world went to the edge of hell, and finally returned to the world with sunshine under the guidance of the light.
When I reached the guidance of no light, I was pushed into the bottomless abyss by my hands and could no longer climb out.
Until now, he realized that he had to start over, not the pain on the faces of those people, and those begging with hope. No one could die happily in his hands. Everyone had been withstood.
After the unparalleled pain and torture, he went to hell with resentment.
The pain that everyone shows in front of him can make Lin Jie feel extremely excited, but after that, it is empty. He is eager for the pain on others' faces and is constantly looking for his own prey, and the prey is
Those who once pushed themselves behind their backs, gradually, fewer and fewer things could satisfy him. His goal was not to be alone, but to include those who offend him.
, He became particularly bloodthirsty, the purpose was just the expression on their faces.
But as time goes by, people's faces are suffering, and they can bring less and less satisfaction. It is not that they give less, but that they become more and more greedy. He suddenly finds that he needs a "drug" with better effect.
It was also something, but he didn't know, nor how to find it, nor did he know what it was.
But I'm extremely eager in my heart.
And now, he seems to have found it.
“Hahaha…”
He was like he could not see the two children who hated him, walking towards the door step by step like a puppet. He laughed with unknown meaning after walking a few steps, and his back seemed so lonely.
He understood that he had always wanted to have not the pain of those people's faces, but... confession. Their pain was just his own means. The real purpose was to be insignificant repentance. Perhaps a confession would give up everything.
, turn back to the self that I used to be.
At this moment, the torture brought by the pain did not seem as severe as it was at the beginning. It seemed that someone had applied painkillers to calm his heart.
"So that's the case. All I want is a confession. Why... why no one noticed it?"
The three words "why" that run through my life have become a complete question, but what is left is a lifetime of pain.
He was confused, just like when he came from that small town to a strange city, he didn't know what he should do or where he should go. But this time, it was even more serious. At that time, he had his own purpose, but now, he
There is no purpose, only confusion.
He walked out of the door step by step, but when he was about to leave, a voice sounded next to him.
"Where are you going? Come in and have a seat. We still have the accounts to settle."
Lin Jie narrowed his eyes and looked to the side. The door next door had been opened. A man stood at the threshold, looking at him with a smile, with a joke in his eyes.
If you dare to settle the score with him, this person is probably the only one in this world. Lin Jie has already recognized the other party, Li Henian.
"You are here, I didn't find you."
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Come in, don't try to escape, otherwise I don't mind opening your head."
Lin Jie smiled, disagreed, and then walked into the door that Tang Ye opened for him. The other party showed interest. Lin Jie in front of him seemed to have changed from a madman to a normal person. All this is
Because of the words "I'm sorry" by the woman named Xi Qing?
In Tang Ye's sight, Lin Jie walked in naturally without seeing any strangeness. His first glance looked at Tang Ye's wrist: "It's very unreasonable to appear on you."
"how?"
"It's not what you should have. If I guess it's a good idea, it should be a token given to you by someone who is very important to you. You are holding this thing and just waiting for goodbye, right?"
"good."
"Haha, so, when I saw you at first sight, I felt that you were the same kind of person as me."
"uncertain."
"Yes, you are not necessarily human. But we have the same experience, but, at the end, you have to continue, but the end..."
"You think you're interesting?"
"I don't think, Li Henian, haven't you noticed that this world is sick? Everyone is actually sick. They are not normal people. Only us can still be called normal people, but we are the minority, and the minority is the minority.
Alien, the most ridiculous saying I have ever heard is that people are human because they have emotions.”
Tang Ye didn't say anything, waiting for the other party's following.
"So, do you want to hear a story? Maybe after listening to my story, you won't have as naive ideas as I do."
Tang Ye changed his sitting position, gestured with his hands, and said, "Come on, I have plenty of time, and I like to listen to stories."
Lin Jie nodded and fell silent. At this moment, his thoughts seemed to have returned to a certain day many years ago.
In that summer, the hillside was dotted with beautiful and fascinating colors of mountain flowers. The scenery in the distance was covered with greenery. The breeze blowing from the north was filled with a little apricot blossom fragrance, which made the children fascinated by this. The sun shines on it.
The shadows of the trees sway with the wind, and the shadows are turbulent.
The bone-blazing feeling of winter is gone forever. Spring has passed, and only warmth remains on the earth. On the yellow mud road not far away, there are children chasing and fighting with windmills, laughing and laughing. The summer wind in the south will always make
People felt a little cool, but when he was young, he didn't feel a little cool when he looked at the yard in the distance, only coldness.
The bone-bone cold!
This year, he had blown the coldest wind. Even though it was far apart, he could still hear the quarrels coming from the yard. An old man was sitting at the door with a crutch in his hand.
Always, the turbid eyes were filled with a look of cherishing, as if everything in front of the door was reappearing like the past, but I couldn't see anything that belonged to the past, as if I had a long dream, everything was actually illusory,
Never existed.
Everything inside makes the old man feel lonely, and the bright sunshine cannot bring any warmth.