Sun Zheng stood at the edge of the darkness, and he didn't know how many days he had been locked up, except for a small bamboo pipe that would be inserted into a small crack at some time to bring some water and bits of food, and occasionally a bark or two, and nothing else.

The body is also paralyzed by standing for a long time, and the blood circulation is not circulating.

Sun Zheng kept telling himself that I want to live, I want to see the wider world, and perhaps it is because of this belief that he survives in this little dark room.

He understands that tragic people always live in tragedy, but Sun Zheng does not believe in life.

You may be just an ordinary person who is unknown, but you have a passionate heart.

Countless times, the harsh environment around me has been abused and humiliated by familiar and unfamiliar people. Countless times, being ridiculed by the upper class made you clench your fists again and again, and the anger of not admitting defeat ignited in your heart. A lot of people are like this, wandering in their own minds.

Why should I be wronged like this!

Why, I can't beat them!

Why can't I be the one who attracts everyone's attention!

That year, he was 19 years old, and his name was Sun Zheng.

'Squeak~' The iron gate was opened without warning, and a corrosive and turbid stench made the people outside the door hide their noses and dodge, and the dazzling bright light instantly shone on Sun Zheng's cheeks, and the obsessed head subconsciously dodged, for fear of stabbing his eyes, and the light of the day was too strong for Sun Zheng, who had been in the dark for too long, and could only make Sun Zheng squint and see a few black figures.

In this small space, eating, drinking, and Lazar are all here, no one cares, and the small black house, as the name suggests, is small, black, as if isolated from the world.

This is specially made for prisoners who have made mistakes, in it, you can't sit on the side, you can't sit on the side, and the surrounding walls are also made of special mixed gold clay, and there is a protective film on the wall, as long as the door is locked, the outside world is silent. It's harder than torture, it's not physically torturing, it's draining your will and spirit, it's hard to die, and more prisoners would rather be beaten than come in for a day.

The prisoners of Cartés, as long as they heard the little black room, without exception, changed their color. Listening to the old people in the past, from here, thirty percent of them have been mentally abnormal, chattering to themselves every day, two percent, safe and sound, that is also the fourth layer of big people, maybe they themselves are not normal, the remaining fifty percent, alas, is completely like a mute with a tongue cut off.

"The period is full, you can come out," the only young man who was not affected by the stench said calmly as he stood opposite Sun.

The voice was familiar, but I couldn't remember that Sun Zheng wanted to take a step, but he couldn't.

"You guys, go and pull him out," the young man said to a few people around him, as if sensing Sun Zheng's physical condition.

Several people couldn't help but swallow and spit when they saw Sun Zheng's dirty hands and foul smell on his body, but they still held their breath and surrounded them, and when they pulled it out, the frowning look was like a bag of garbage that had been put away for a long time.

Sun Zheng was being dragged and walked forward step by step, looking listlessly at the road under his feet with dull eyes, and there were tear stains on his cheeks.

When brought to the young man, Sun Zheng seemed to have exhausted his last strength, the last trace of energy, raised his head, looked at the flickering figure, and completely fainted, and the last image in his head was also that young man: Lieutenant Han.

The sunset shone in through the blue curtains and spilled into the whole room, warm, and a breeze blew in, making Sun Zheng's eyes relax a little while lying on the bed.

In an instant, Sun Zheng had an illusion, as if he had returned to a few months ago, the peace of getting up early from school, if it weren't for Dr. Liang, who approached, Sun Zheng would have wanted to take this illusion as a dream and keep doing it.

"How do you feel when you wake up, is there anything else on your body that is uncomfortable? You're a pretty good kid, it won't take long for you to get into that place," Dr. Liang pushed his black-rimmed glasses.

Sun Zheng glanced at Dr. Liang, was silent, and then looked away and looked out the window.

"Heh, it's quite temperamental" Dr. Liang saw that Sun Zheng didn't pay attention to himself, so he was beside him to recuperate. "If there's anything uncomfortable, just call me, I'll be next door to you, just across the curtain," Dr. Liang turned to look at Sun Zheng, whose face was pale, and then turned his head away.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Sun Zheng struggled to his feet and opened his hoarse voice. "Wait a minute" Sun Zheng was very weak, and the short words made him a little breathless.

"Huh, are you willing to speak?" said Dr. Liang with a smile.

"Have you seen my jade pendant? It's a rectangular, very small, with a lot of patterns on it. Sun Zheng asked anxiously.

"Oh, I didn't see it, you were all smelly when you were sent by Lieutenant Han, and it was enough trouble to help you take a shower and change your clothes, who would pay attention to that little thing" Dr. Liang dragged his chin and looked thoughtful.

"No, no, I'm going to the instructor, I'm going to the instructor. When Sun Zheng heard that Dr. Liang had not seen him, his emotions suddenly rose, and he removed the needle on his arm and was about to get out of bed.

"Hey, what are you doing! You're very weak now, you have to recuperate!" Dr. Liang looked at Sun Zheng, who was swaying, and immediately rushed over and pressed him to the bed.

"No, I'm going to find the instructor, that jade pendant is very important to me!" Sun Zhengtui held Dr. Liang, trying to break free of his hands, but his body was too weak, and a little exertion, his head would swell with a feeling of dizziness.

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding you, here!" In order to calm Sun Zheng down, Dr. Liang took out a white jade pendant from his white coat pocket.

Sun Zheng looked at the white jade pendant between Dr. Liang's fingers, snatched it away, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and his struggling body, like a deflated balloon, quieted.

"I changed the rope on this for you, the previous one is too dirty, I'm sorry for such a good jade pendant, what, my girlfriend gave it to me?" Dr. Liang looked at Sun Zheng, and his spoken language was a little teasing.

"Don't worry about it" Sun Zheng's words were a little unkind, and after speaking, he turned over and lay on his side, with his back to Dr. Liang.

"You, you really, really should have just asked you to go to Lieutenant Han and let him lock you up in a small dark room for a few more days!" Sun Zheng's appearance made Dr. Liang angry, and he stomped his feet and left.

After Dr. Liang left, Sun Zheng tried his best to curl up his body to the smallest extent, and hugged the little jade pendant tightly, as if the jade pendant was saying to him.

May you no longer be vulnerable to vulnerability, may you be strong and invulnerable, may there always be light in your eyes, and may you live the way you want.