I only build a small temple, and in this small temple, I worship humanity.

- Shen Congwen

In this underground wine cellar of more than 20 square meters, Feng Chun and Zhao Yajun have been locked up for five days, and their condition is not good, but it is not too bad.

Red wine can quench thirst, but no amount of red wine can quench hunger.

The two rarely communicated, because before this, Feng Chun had told Zhao Yajun to talk less and sleep as much as possible, maintain physical fitness, and wait patiently for the opportunity to escape.

From the second day, Zhao Yajun's stomach was a little uncomfortable, and it was even worse on the third and fourth days.

It was as if a fire was burning in the stomach;

It was as if a dwarf were dancing his sword in his stomach,

The variety of pain always wakes him up from his sleep.

When you open your eyes, you will see this unforgiving hell......

On the fifth day, Zhao Yajun's body gradually adapted to the state of hunger, but it was not so painful. But as long as you move your body slightly, your eyes will go black, and a moment of dizziness will follow.

Zhao Yajun tried his best to put himself to sleep, but it became more and more difficult to fall asleep.

"Brother, are you asleep?" Zhao Yajun asked weakly.

"No, I can't sleep for a long time. Feng Chun, who was not far from him, replied equally weakly.

"I don't feel hungry now, what about you?" Mr. Zhao said.

"All the same, don't be hungry......" Feng Chun said.

"If you had to choose again, would you ...... Would you choose to treat Captain Ding like that?" Zhao Yajun turned his head to look at Feng Chun and asked.

Feng Chun opened his eyes and looked directly at the light source above his head, without speaking or blinking for a long time, he kept looking straight at ......

"I don't know...... I've asked myself this too, countless times, ......" Feng Chun's eyes widened, and the area around his eye sockets began to become extraordinarily crystalline.

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"Buzz ......"

The sound of the machine running overhead, both of them were attracted by the sudden sound, and their eyes were fixed on the ceiling overhead.

"Brother, look!" Feng Chun sat up, his hand moving and pointing around the ceiling. "Here, here, and here......"

White gas began to seep out of the light strips around the ceiling......

It's the chiller that's starting to work.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?" Zhang Fa appeared outside the glass door again, "To be honest, you are much more tenacious than I thought, I thought you were already eager to enjoy each other's human flesh feast, hahahaha......"

At this moment, Zhang Fa was almost crazy, and his body was trembling with excitement. On the face, the muscles on the neck are bursting out.

"He's really a madman!" Feng Chun's eyes widened with anger and he scolded loudly.

Zhang Fa didn't say anything at all, he just laughed wildly to himself, laughing until his face turned red, as if he hadn't laughed for so many years, and he wanted to desperately make up for the laughter at once.

"I guess maybe it's the environment, you can't let go of the show, no, I'm trying to reproduce the scene for you, I remember it was snowing heavily, right? Let me think about it, how many degrees was there...... minus 35 degrees, is it enough?" Zhang Fa walked to the glass door, his hands on his hips, motionless, "Then, please start your performance!"

"You bastard!" Zhao Yajun angrily picked up the red wine bottle beside him and threw it with all his strength to the position of Zhang Fa outside the door.

The glass bottle burst open in front of Zhang Fa's eyes, the red wine flowed down the glass, Zhang Fa outside the door, his eyes didn't blink, he slowly bent down, stared at Zhao Yajun, and said with a look of disgust:

"You, you can't help you except add to the chaos......"

This sentence pierced Zhao Yajun's heart like a needle, and he half-opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, and lowered his head again, without saying a word.

This sentence is all too familiar, this is Feng Chun's evaluation of him back then.

In that team that year, the person Feng Chun looked down on the most was Zhao Yajun.

And this sentence also made 13-year-old Zhao Yajun completely deny himself on that snowy night.

I just want to be there for you and help you out.

It turns out that it's not just Feng Chun, it turns out that in everyone's eyes, I'm a complete waste......

Feng Chun saw all this, and he knew what Zhang Fa's intentions were:

Murder and heart.

"Yajun'er, listen to me, you must cheer up, don't be confused by his judgment, he actually wants to ......" At this time, the temperature had dropped to more than twenty degrees below zero, Feng Chun exhaled white air in his mouth, and explained desperately.

"Shut the fuck up......! In your eyes, I'm nothing, huh...... Then what are you......" Zhao Yajun curled up, but his eyes revealed a hatred that he had never seen before, stared at Feng Chun, and shouted: "A villain who steals other people's wives and can put people to death for the sake of profit!"

"Click...... Click...... Click......", the wine bottles near the air outlets around them began to freeze and crack.

Countless small voices came from all directions.

In retrospect, these people who went up the mountain together really had their own thoughts.

The relationship is messed up like a dilapidated net that has been exposed to the sun for many years, and with a little force, it will be torn to pieces and can no longer be spliced together......

............

After a short silence, Feng Chun suddenly asked, "Okay, continue the question you asked me just now, if you were asked to do it all over again, what would you choose?"

Zhao Yajun was stunned......

Zhao Yajun has waited for 36 years for this question, and he has always wanted to find someone to talk about this matter, but who else can he talk to, and who does he dare to talk to......

"It's really boring to live like this, it......'s better to live than to die," Zhao Yajun calmed down, let out a long breath of white air, and continued: "If I had to choose again, I would rather the one who was bitten by the wolf be me." ”

Feng Chun looked at Zhao Yajun, he didn't expect him to say such an answer, in his impression, Zhao Yajun was still the coward who could sell everything for his life......

Oh, yes!

How I wish that the person bitten by the wolf was myself!

There are thousands of joys in this world, and my secrets are so heavy, so huge, that they occupy my whole body.

Delicate flowers after the rain, the moon rising on the sea, the brilliant lights of the city, and the fragrant noodle restaurants on the street corners...... There is so much beauty in this world, and none of them belong to me.

Those who live in the world are worthy of bondage.

Keeping this secret is the greatest punishment for me......

The temperature dropped to more than minus 30 degrees, and the red wine that had been broken and spilled on the ground had condensed into ice ballast, and the biting temperature ruthlessly robbed the remaining heat in the two of them, so that the already suppressed hunger escaped from the cage again......

Feng Chun's consciousness began to drift, and the nightmarish scene reappeared, 36 years ago, it was the same, hunger and cold were at the extreme.

It's another dead end, it's time to make a decision......

"Runner-up, as long as you are not dead, you have to live a good ......life," Feng Chun stood up tremblingly and continued: "This may be the most philosophical thing I have ever said in my life......."

Feng Chunshun picked up a red wine bottle in his hand, raised it and pounced on Zhao Yajun, who was obviously defenseless and blocked it with his arm.

......The wine bottle smashed into Feng Chun's arm, and the red wine in the bottle at this moment formed a porridge-like mixture of wine and ice, and it slapped Zhao Yajun's face.

Zhao Yajun didn't care about this, and rolled to avoid Feng Chun's second blow, and picked up a red wine bottle, towards Feng Chun's face, and threw it hard, Feng Chun saw this and quickly picked up a wine bottle, and the two bottles collided, and the ice water splashed out and sprayed into Feng Chun's eyes......

Feng Chun felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and he couldn't see anything, so he hurriedly wiped it with his hands......

Suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, looked down, a broken red wine bottle, was forced into his abdomen, he looked at Zhao Yajun who was close at hand, the latter's eyes were fierce like the hungry wolf that chased Ding Yong back then......

Feng Chun trembled and put his right hand on Zhao Yajun's face, put his chin on Zhao Yajun's left shoulder, and said softly:

"Also...... Or am I...... Win, I'm sorry, runner-up...... Snatched your heart's desire...... You...... One...... Decide...... Want...... Live...... Next ......"

Zhao Yajun suddenly felt that his left side of his body sank, and the hand on his face fell softly......

At this moment, the chiller suddenly stopped working, and the air conditioner hanging in the corner of the wall began to deliver warm air.

Zhang Fa clapped his hands outside the door and smiled: "Congratulations, congratulations, it's really exciting, are you tired of playing?" He looked very excited, "Eat some meat, replenish your strength, I'm still waiting for you outside!"

"How can I get out?" Zhao Yajun ran to the insulated door, pressed his forehead against the door, and stared angrily at the man in front of him.

Zhang Fa also leaned his forehead over, stared at Zhao Yajun's eyes who were close at hand, and replied, "Eat Feng Chun's left arm, and the door will naturally open." ”

After saying that, Zhang Fa turned his head and left, and disappeared at the end of the darkness in a few big steps.

Zhao Yajun slowly knelt in front of Feng Chun's corpse, held Feng Chun's blood-stained left arm with tears, pulled Feng Chun's cuffs up, and bit it down with his eyes closed......

Zhao Yajun felt like a dog wagging his tail......

Feng Chun, you will never know how much I envy you at this moment......