Chapter 3: The Game of Death Begins
I was tired, really tired, exhausted physically and mentally. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
I don't want to know who the man and the girl are, because I am in front of them, and they are my mountains, mountains that I cannot cross.
The girl asked me to go to Duliang Pavilion, but I didn't go, and the man told me to go to the first mountain at any time, and I didn't go either.
I curled up in the house like a dog, not leaving the door, not stepping out.
For another three days, the two of them seemed to have made an appointment, and they never looked for me, and I also lay in bed for three days.
The only advantage of a single man is that the whole family is not hungry when one person eats enough, I am too lazy to buy food, and the most in the family are instant noodles and eight-treasure porridge, as well as beer and cigarettes.
Gradually, I thought about it, what should come will come eventually, I can't go on like this.
I still have to live, I'm not Bill Gates, nor Li Ka-shing, let alone Jack Ma, I don't have a salary if I don't go to work for a day, and if I don't have a salary, then I'm ready to drink the northwest wind.
So, I decided, pack myself up and go to work.
When I turn on my phone, there are a lot of missed calls, SMS calls, WeChat, and QQ messages.
"Where did you die? Still shutting down? ”
"What about you? I've been to your house several times, knocked on the door for a long time, are you not at home? ”
"I'm coming to work soon, the director is angry and wants to fire you!"
"Hao Jian, call back quickly!"
"Do you still want to go to work? If you don't want to go to work, you just say it, I will satisfy you! ”
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Looking at my phone, I suddenly had a sour nose and I cried.
I washed my face with cold water, looked at myself in the mirror, and walked to work.
Before I opened the door, I was still a little confident that I would be better, but when I opened the door, my world collapsed again!
I opened the door, and I was stunned. In front of me was a long corridor, the corridor was very deep, quiet, and dark, I stared blankly at the corridor, instinctively screamed, quickly turned around, entered the house, and closed the door.
But what I didn't expect was that when I closed the door, what appeared in front of me was the deep, quiet and dark corridor!
And at this moment, a voice sounded in his head, "Hao Jian, the death game begins." ”
I was crazy, and human instinct made me turn around and open the door, but when I turned around, where was the door? I'm in the middle of the hallway!
I broke down, I yelled, and followed me like a chicken.
Game of Death? Fuck you death games! What kind of plane? Make Lao Tzu poor and happy!
I don't know how long it tocked, I heard the sound of ticking, I instinctively followed the sound, not far away, I don't know when there was an extra hour, tick tock, tick tock......
I walked up slowly, looked at the ticking clock, I screamed, flew up, kicked the clock off the wall, and then, like crazy, kicked at the clock, and stepped on it......
Finally, the bell stopped ringing, and I stepped on it beyond recognition. And I, sitting on the ground, fell like a dead man.
I looked at this long corridor, calmed down, I knew in my heart, and I understood better that I was a chess piece at the moment, a chess piece at the mercy of others, I had to make a choice, otherwise, my result would only be death! Still starving, starving to death in this corridor.
I don't want to die so aggrieved, so I can only accept the so-called death game!
Two directions, I have to choose, if the choice is wrong, then my life will be explained here, the choice is right, there is still hope to live!
But how do you choose? Which direction to choose?
I smiled bitterly, at this moment, my eyes are black, I don't care what direction he is, life is life, death is death, what a big deal, at this moment I feel a little hero going to the guillotine.
I chose a direction, walked forward with my head held high, and deep down I felt a sense of sadness, if only there was some background music at the moment.
The corridor is very long, I don't know how long I walked, I walked with back pain and leg cramps and didn't go to the end, I was tired, I sat on the ground again, looking at the corridor with no end in sight, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped through in my heart, but I didn't scold it, because, I want to save my strength, because, I'm hungry, because, I'm thirsty......
The game starts, and I can only move forward.
Is this what is called Game of Death? This bullshit corridor is so long, do you want to be tired and starve to death?
Tell me straight, if you want my life, just say it, why bother?
I slowly stood up, I had to keep walking, I sighed, patted my body, and touched my phone.
I'm such a pig, why did I forget you?
However, I was dumbfounded, there was no signal on my mobile phone, only that time told me that at this moment, at 8:39 p.m., that is, I went out of the door, in this corridor, I stayed for more than ten hours!
Hungry, thirsty, and tired, I looked at the corridor with no end in sight, and wanted to cry without tears.
Isn't it just death, death is death! I won't play with you anymore!
I simply lay on the ground, closed my eyes, and I went to sleep! Fuck you bullshit death game, Lao Tzu sleeps, don't play anymore!
I don't know how long it took, I woke up, I woke up from freezing, I don't know when the wind blew in this corridor, and I shivered from the cold.
Wind? Wherever the wind blows, it means where the exit is!
I was excited, and I walked forward against the wind.
But I forgot what I said just now, don't you play with them, but at the moment, I'm still playing with them, in fact, the reason is very simple, in people's bones, they are afraid of death.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it was so cold that I couldn't help but trot, otherwise it would be too cold.
Finally, the wind stopped, but the hallway didn't come to an end.
I was about to scold my mother, but I saw a room at the edge of the corridor, and I couldn't help but come forward.
Now at the door, I saw a bed in that room, and there was a naked woman lying on the bed, whether she was dead or asleep, I don't know, I only know, it's very weird at the moment, but there is a hint of pink in the weirdness.
My eyes wandered, on the side of the bed, there was a coffee table, on the coffee table was a bowl of rice, a dish, what dishes because I was far away, I couldn't see clearly, and a bowl of soup.
A voice suddenly sounded in my head that startled me, "Food, beauty, please choose." ”
The wise sayings handed down by the ancestors, the nature of food, and what else to eat and eat ****, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is all human instinct.
At this moment, I must choose to eat, is there any other choice?
When I walked into the room, the naked woman woke up.
But the strange thing is that she was lying on the bed, motionless, but tears flowed down her eyes.
I may have a lot of shortcomings, but I have one advantage, and that is that I can't see women crying.
I resisted the temptation of the meal, pretended to be a decent gentleman, and pretended not to look at her, but in fact, she had already been looked down upon by me.
I turned my back to her and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Don't cry, tell me something. ”