Before the sound of the door slamming, something sticky and wet was thrown on Ji An's body, and he still closed his eyes tightly, until he heard the footsteps outside the door and walked away, and then he grinned at the pain in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as Ji An opened his eyes, he was greeted by a strange and unforgettable face, he had never asked who this man's name was, but he killed this man at first sight when he first met him—it was the captive who died under the claws of the wolf.

General Marco's "on the road" turned out to be the isolation and imprisonment of all of them.

Ji An was confined to a small tin house of less than ten square meters, where there was only a bottle of water, a hard bed, and a rather ugly corpse.

There isn't even any food here.

Ji An recalled what General Marco said when everyone fainted, and he could somewhat understand General Marco's painstaking efforts: when they joined the army, they would inevitably face various extreme situations: no water and food, no contact with the outside world, and sleeping with corpses......

As a good soldier, you must maintain an unyielding will of steel in all circumstances.

At this level, they have overcome the fear of death and killing, and the next thing they have to overcome is the infinite loneliness.

Ji An sighed, and the sigh became the only sound in the dead silence.

He opened the water bottle and only drank half of it and wet his mouth, and he didn't dare to drink it anymore, after all, he didn't know how long he was going to stay in this ghost place.

Time is relative, and loneliness can make people live like years, going crazy in silence.

In this situation, Ji An could imagine that the others might have begun to talk to themselves, and he thought of the companions who were holding the corpse of their friend—it seemed that their "journey" would be spent with their dead friend, and he really didn't know whether to say whether it was a different kind of mercy or a different kind of cruelty.

Mercy is that they do not coexist with the people they have killed, creating the illusion that they are unjustly seeking their lives; Cruelly, if this test takes too long, they not only experience their friends from birth to death, but also witness their friends from death to corruption.

Zian is a little luckier than anyone else because he is not completely alone.

"Hey, come out and talk to me." Zian said to Assyria in his body.

As in the old days, Assyria was still cowering in its subconscious, silent.

Ji An shook his head and said, "Okay, don't come out, right?" I'll hit my head on the iron door later, don't you cry......"

Before Ji An really hit it, Assyria, a coward who was afraid of death and pain, had already appeared and braked urgently.

"I'm ..... I saw the dead body, I was afraid, why did you have to force me out? Assyria said aggrieved.

When Ji An heard this, he deliberately approached the corpse again, and took a heavy breath, and Assyria was almost choked by the smell of fish.

"You are afraid of wolves, and you are afraid of dead people, and you are like you, after becoming a dreadnought, you will still have to suffer. Let's let Brother Ji help you practice your courage. Ji An swayed back and forth mischievously, and the dead man's face flickered and flickered before his eyes.

Assyria's heart was like being held in Ji'an's hand on a roller coaster, and a heart followed by one that sometimes hung in the air and sometimes fell to the ground.

Assyria was made to cry and laugh by Ji An, so he had to try to open the conversation with Ji An and divert his attention: "Brother Ji, have you been so bold since you were a child?" Never cried out of fear? ”

Scared to cry? How is this possible? Ji An wanted to respond, but a petite figure trotting towards him flashed in his mind—no, he was clearly scared too, when he vaguely felt that someone was going to leave him.

Ji An didn't like to let others see through his heart easily, so he shook his head and pressed all the memories back to his heart.

"What about you? Are you naturally timid or are you undernourished, resulting in poor bile development? Ji An's mouth is sharper than Gillette's razor, and occasionally the strength is not used well, and he scratches other people's faces with a word.

Assyria, who was stabbed coldly, did not reply.

Ji An knew that if even the last chat partner was lost, the days of solitary confinement would be even more difficult, so he had to ask in a different way: "There are always times when you are particularly brave, right?" Tell me about it. ”

Only the victors do not mind sharing some unbearable history of the past, because they know that these pasts will only serve as proof that "failure is the mother of success"; For the losers – or to put it more modestly, for the unsuccessful – I believe they will be more willing to share those great, majestic stories, after all, people with low self-esteem tend to have more fragile self-esteem.

I don't know if it's because the wolf clan didn't have the college entrance examination, obviously Assyria didn't understand what it meant to read questions and answer, and for Ji An's question, he didn't simply intercept a glorious moment in his life as a response, but talked endlessly from the age of five to the age of eighteen, with a posture of eagerly wanting Ji An to write a biography for him.

Fortunately, this is not a college entrance examination, so you don't have to answer within a time limit, and you won't be deducted points for digression; In addition, Ji An was really bored and panicked, and this thirteen-year-long story could be told in one go.

The wolf clan does not have orthodox primary and secondary schools, and their general view of education is that they only seek literacy, and teaching something other than literacy is not only unrealistic, but the literati's nine-twisted heart will make people lose their blood, and then corrode the brave and martial spirit of young people.

Therefore, Assyria, like most of the wolf boys, went to a martial arts school since he was a child, and learned his fists, feet, swords, and guns.

It is conceivable that whether it is the way of Confucius and Mencius or the theory of Mojia and love, it is not the content of the teaching of martial arts schools. These children who grew up in Principal Wu didn't know what compassion was.

As a result, Assyria, who did not conform to the aesthetics of the wolf clan at all, became the target of collective bullying in the class because of his natural skin and snow.

The so-called bullying was only a verbal run at the beginning, and the real catastrophe of Assyria began at the age of five.

That year, there was a transfer student in the class, and I heard that the transfer student had delayed his school because of the problem of moving his family's household registration, so he was two years older than most of his classmates. For children of this age, a difference of one or two years can cause a huge difference in height, and a seven-year-old transfer student stands out from the crowd in a group of five-year-old hairy children.

When Assyria remembered the man who had given him unbearable pain in his life, his face had long since been clouded by time, and he was left with the only great impression.

Speaking of which, the man's original purpose was probably not out of bad bullying, but only an obsession with seeking the psychology of human behavior, but regardless of the quality of the motives, the trauma he inflicted on the victim was more terrible than ordinary physical humiliation.

It all started with that experimental film......