The gap was too small, only a hint, but he could feel the little coolness, as if the air was flowing, although he couldn't confirm whether it was real or his hallucination, but the faint possibility made the adrenaline completely burst, and he began to use his fingertips to clasp the slit, trying to lift the lid up slightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But...... Nothing moved.

He remembered the nails that had just been driven, and every part of the coffin had been nailed tightly and tightly, leaving no gaps. He tried with all his might to shove his fingertips into the cracks, but there was no possibility at all, and his fingertips could even detect the sticky and warm blood, which still did not waver in the slightest, as if an elephant was sitting on the lid of a coffin, and the small faint feeling dragged him into the bottomless abyss, and after the thrill of free fall, there was only endless despair.

No, he won't give up, he refuses to give up.

Taking a deep breath, the boiling air began to sting, and the tumbling of his stomach began to retch, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed the sensation. Then he picked up the laces and tucked them into the slit little by little.

In the darkness, he couldn't see his results, he could only rely on his own ability to keep squeezing, but the shoelaces began to accumulate at his fingertips, and he couldn't stuff them out at all, all the shoelaces were blocked in the gaps, motionless, no matter how hard he tried, all the movements were just in vain, and the shoelaces were stagnant in place like a mess, without any progress.

He grabbed the shoelace and pulled it back fiercely, he didn't expect the shoelace to be easily pulled out, his right hand was too hard, and it smashed directly on the wooden board above his head, and there was a sharp pain in the back of his hand and wrist, and the irrepressible irritability erupted, but he couldn't vent, he was like a wounded beast, frantically grabbing the gap, fiddling with his fingertips, and finally began to get angry at himself.

clenched his fists, opened his mouth wide, and roared silently, and the strength of his whole body exploded in the tense muscles, "Ah!" But there was no sound in his throat, just his mouth was wide open, and the anger, depression, struggle, and pain that were vented heartily and vividly were not traced, only a burst of sadness, and gray despair climbed up like vines, wrapped around his ankles, spreading rapidly, devouring the whole person little by little, and there was not even a little residue left.

Despair slowly precipitated, and the gray emotion of cow hair penetrated into every inch of the blood, wrapped around the heart, gulping and devouring the bright vitality and vigorous vitality, and then the chest cavity slowly sank, as if the last bit of strength was drained, even the backbone was sucked away, and the whole person was only left with a pair of skins, which fell down on their stomachs and splashed a cloud of dust.

The last trace of his eyes also scattered, and his pupils began to crumble, and his whole soul was shattered.

Just before the explosion, he and Linda had a big fight, they had been in a cold war for two weeks, and they didn't communicate a word, but Linda called him about Sean's matter, and the two of them were still discussing the child's affairs, but it ended in a quarrel.

He thinks Linda doesn't understand his hard work, he's covered in yellow sand here in Iraq, and he can't even take a shower, let alone the terrible diet and the explosions everywhere, and he does it because he does it for the sake of the family, but he doesn't understand.

Linda thinks that he doesn't understand her burden, and her busy work makes her no time at all, but she has to take care of Sean, otherwise she will miss the child's childhood, and there will be no more, she just wants to let her mother or his mother come over to accompany Sean for a while to relieve her stress, but he doesn't agree.

The argument ended with Linda hanging up on him. Linda said she asked her mother to come over for a while, whether he wanted to or not. He was outrageous, because he knew that his mother-in-law had never liked him, even when life was stable and everything was going in a positive direction. If his mother-in-law lives in his house, then his last piece of pure land will also disappear, and maybe Linda and Sean will be persuaded to stay farther and farther away from him.

He genuinely thought that their marriage had come to an end, and there seemed to be no room for redemption. But now, here he is, he lies in a coffin, buried alive in the middle of the desert, how ironic, he doesn't want to end their marriage, he still wants to go home, he doesn't want to continue arguing with Linda, he still loves her dearly, but he still doesn't have a chance.

What is even more ironic is that his company gave up on him, all the benefits promised at the beginning were gone, because they fired him, when he was still in the coffin without breathing, it was cruel and cold to make people shudder, and all this was just to dissociate the relationship, all of which was not worth the exchange of interests; his government/government also gave up on him, the so-called "saving every citizen" is just a joke in front of the national interest, they will not come to save him, even the Iraqi soldiers have been abandoned, and the government/government only cares about oil.

So, he had nothing, he lost his wife, his son, his dependence, his home, his life, and even his faith. So, what is left of him? When he dies, will he be left with a soulless skin?

He began to lose consciousness gradually, he couldn't feel his feet, he couldn't feel his hands, the narrow space was compressed to the extreme, even the air was obediently sticking to his skin, all his senses seemed to be magnified to the extreme, but it seemed to be imprisoned to the extreme, the suffocating predicament was so clear, so clear that it made people despair. In a trance, he returned to the hospital bed/, he was still Chu Jiashu, still the high-paralyzed Chu Jiashu.

He struggled his body for a moment, but found that he could not move at all, the nightmare that had plagued him for ten years returned to his body again, his soul was imprisoned in his body again, that panic swept over, the warmth in his eyes piled up, no matter how he struggled, his body did not feel anything, it was cold, only a piece of cold remained.

Everything is back to square one, his dream is just a joke, his efforts are just in vain, his persistence, his struggle, his efforts, all are just dying struggles, and what is even more ridiculous is that he thinks that he has finally won the opportunity to spread his wings again, embracing freedom like a moth to a fire, but the result is to fall into the abyss and be crushed.

He was unwilling, but what could he do if he was unwilling? Regret wouldn't help him, anger wouldn't work, even if he tried his best, the kind of grievance that grabbed his throat firmly, heart-rending but silent, watched his soul be swallowed up little by little, little by little.

Vivid and brutal, real and cold.

The dimensional wall between reality and illusion was completely broken at this moment, and he could no longer tell whether he was Lan Li or Paul, or Chu Jiashu, or he was a wisp of wandering soul without identity, everything in the past was just a dream, and even the thirty-two years of life in the previous life was also a dream. When the dream awakens, it is impossible to accept the reality and falls into a madness and falls apart. All the story lines are chaotic, Paul's, Lan Li's, and Chu Jiashu's, as if the three memory puzzles have been overturned together, and the fragments are all mixed together, reflected in the kaleidoscope, dazzling, but difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

He tried to clench his fists only to find that his brain had lost control of his hands, he tried to breathe heavily only to find that his throat had been locked completely, and he tried to run his mind only to find that his mind had turned over and over. Even the warm tears in the eyes gradually lost their temperature, cold and biting, and then evaporated into air and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, time has completely lost its meaning, I don't know whether a second has passed, or an hour, the air is getting thinner and thinner, the boiling oxygen is burning in the lungs, as if thousands of embroidery needles are moving, the pain of tearing is faintly transmitted, and the unconscious body seems to finally be able to feel a little movement.

But the slightest movement is the death knell of death.

The hands of the Grim Reaper firmly grasped the neck, the sharp nails pierced the throat, forced, and forced, pinched out the traces of blue and purple, the torture of suffocation made the darkness begin to pour into the body, and the whole person began to sink, as if sinking into the vast and barren sea, surrounded by the cold sea, the piercing despair slowly froze the blood into ice, and the whole person sank like this, and kept sinking, the unfathomable sea water seemed to never reach the bottom, and could never reach the end, and could only be imprisoned in endless nothingness.

The soul is withering.

His body can't move, but his mind is still active, his dreams are stillborn, but he still has the qualifications to dream, his progress is hindered, but he can still try again after failure, and life is trapped in reality, but he can still have a small happiness. However, the wings of freedom are broken, the soul is slowly withering and dissipating, "he" no longer exists, whether it is Chu Jiashu or Lan Li, or Paul, he will dissipate, and the last trace of thought will be extinguished, that is, he will be completely wiped out at the moment when this world completely disappears.

It's over, it's all over.

The light, a touch of light penetrated, but the faint light was so sharp, it pierced the eyes with a faint pain, and "...... exhaled" let out a long breath, is this the light of rebirth? or the light of the end? He wasted the opportunity to be reborn, so it was completely over, was it? How ridiculous, how ridiculous, how nothing, but, it really had to end.

"Wake up, please, wake up!"

The sound slammed into the soul like a bell from far and near, and the pain surged over the body, and every cell in the body began to roar and scream. In an instant, from the deep sea surfaced!