The moonlight is like a veil, like frost.

One hundred and fifty children, only seventy were alive in the end, and a suspenseful life-and-death battle came to an end, and the teenagers finally slept in the dark with blood.

The torrential rain crackled in the middle of the night, washing away the blood and gas of the concentration camp site, and a hawk chirping pierced the night sky, and he suddenly woke up in his sleep, suddenly feeling a cold behind him.

What about people? Qiu Sheng was startled, his intuition was not good, he jumped out of the lounge with agility, and the guards outside the courtyard were also more lax than usual, three months of sleepless raids and killings had exhausted these slaves, and it was even more impossible to escape tonight.

The alternate guards of the Octagonal Pavilion were also slack than usual, Qiu Sheng was like a black eagle at night, searching from the four corners of the concentration camp one by one, and finally found Zhen Yue in the damp and smelly sand kiln.

The night was hazy, Zhen Yue curled up and squatted in the corpse pit, muttering, her shoulders trembled violently because she couldn't bear to cry, and listened quietly, only to hear the fragmentary sorry, and the whole person looked extremely pitiful and desolate.

The slight footsteps made her pause suddenly, her eyes were hazy, she couldn't see anyone clearly, and she pulled out the thorns and walked away.

"It's me!" Qiu Sheng resisted her blade and whispered.

She shook off her dagger like a snake biting her hand, crouched back into the pit, and began to murmur nervously again, not looking at him again.

The damp and fishy stench came to the face, and the corpse pit carried countless corpses, piled up, and at the end of each month, someone would come to clean up and make room for the bones, and tonight there was an unusual rainstorm, and the rotting corpses were stinking.

Qiu Sheng frowned slightly, sat beside Zhen Yue, and realized that her body was as cold as black iron, even colder than these rotting corpses.

"Why is a person here? Aren't you most afraid of these? ”

Zhen Yue's entire little face shrunk at her knees, her tooth sockets trembled up and down, she didn't say a word, and her chest shook violently because she couldn't hold back her crying.

She seemed to be completely immersed in her own world, sinking.

Seeing this, Qiu Sheng's heart rose upset, grabbed Zhen Yue's arm, and when he landed, he was shocked, the light cold moon hit her petite cheeks, her pale lips had long been blurred by the flesh and blood bitten by the teeth, and the blood fell down her thin chin on those rotting corpses, if it weren't for the shaking of her chest, she was afraid that she would be no different from those dead corpses.

"Loosen your mouth! Are you crazy! Qiu Sheng punched her in the cheek and roared.

Zhen Yue fell on a corpse with her strength, smiling desolate and bitterly, not feeling any pain at all, her heart was already numb.

"Isn't it just killing someone! In this cannibalistic world! Either you die or he dies! You are pretending to be guilty here now, how can you not die in the cage of life and death! ”

Every sentence was like a heavy hammer, making Zhen Yue's heart like a knife, she couldn't control it anymore, and howled and cried: "What do you know!" I uphold the idea of equality of life, freedom and justice, and now there is nothing! Can't go back! I can't go back! I will endure the darkness of the days and nights, and my eyes will be full of his blood. She hugged her shoulders and said helplessly, "I want to go home, but I don't have a home anymore." ”

Qiu Sheng pulled her fragile shoulders, looked at her empty eyes, and said stupidly: "Equality, freedom!" You're just naïve and ridiculous! I'm telling you! In these troubled times, being alive is more important than anything else! Even if we live like animals, we must live humbly, waiting for us to have the ability to straighten our crooked backs, look down on this rotten world, and put away your ridiculous ideas before that! Otherwise, you are doomed to an end with them! ”

"No!" Zhen Yue choked sadly, pushed Qiu Sheng away, and said indignantly: "This is your concept!" Not mine! What is the difference between you and them! Killing people without blinking, even if they are alive, what is the difference between them and bloodthirsty weapons! She knelt uncontrollably on the corpses all over the ground, and said in despair: "One day I will also become a bloodthirsty weapon, what should I do!" ”

At that moment, the sad emotions slowly spread out from the bottom of Qiu Sheng's heart, she was like a pure water that was not stained by the world, a drop of blood ink was madly contaminating her, she was like a cicada chrysalis, tightly wrapped in her own hope, either breaking the cocoon or dying,

Qiu Sheng grabbed Zhen Yue's trembling shoulders suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhen Yue, you are still young, I don't know where you got these ideas from, but I firmly believe that fate is in your own hands, and the cruelty now is only for the idea in the heart in the future, the winner lives, the loser dies, eternal and unchanged, our cruelty is only for a better tomorrow, if you live in the past, then you will never have tomorrow." ”

"Ah Qiu, I'm so afraid, I'm afraid that one day I will become indifferent and ruthless, I'm afraid that I won't be able to keep the humble faith in my heart, here, everyone is opening their mouths of blood, eating what little faith I have left, I'm afraid that I will never recover." She wept bitterly.

"True faith is to stand still after experiencing dirty brokenness, all blood and tears are cruel tests, if you kill someone once and fall to the ground, then I look down on your so-called faith! It's bullshit! Qiu Sheng's dark pupils looked into her ruined soul, and said word by word: "Stand up!" Live for the faith in your heart! One day, tell the people who have mutilated you that they can't beat you! ”

Zhen Yue suddenly stopped crying, and the sentence in her ears was all over her ears: Stand up! Live for the faith in your heart! lingered, and the heart slowly became firm.

At this time, she seemed to see Qiu Sheng's thin body blooming with flames, which made people not look directly, she stared at his eagle-like eyes and asked, "Then you are struggling with blood and tears, what is supporting you?" What do you live for? ”

Qiu Sheng's fists were clenched, and the piercing hatred could not be buried under the black curtain, she felt that his body was as stiff as ice, and his bloodthirsty eyes exuded a faint red light, which actually made her feel a little afraid.

The night was very quiet, and there seemed to be only his cold breath left between heaven and earth, and he said coldly: "I live for hatred!" One day I will crush the people I hate with my hands and make them miserable, and I will walk through all the mountains and rivers and tell them with their blood and bones who I am! Comfort those who have lost their lives! ”

Zhen Yue's heartache was like a knife, what kind of hatred was that, which made a thirteen-year-old child gloomy and gloomy, as if he would swallow the whole world before he could rest in peace.

"Ah Qiu......" She wanted to speak and stopped, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, but she felt sorry for him.

"Zhen Yue, this is my only support, I want to stay in the concentration camp, accept the most cruel tempering, let me become a sharp knife, and then out of the sheath it will be a river of blood, so for the belief in our hearts, live well, even if it is like a dog, we must live."

"Even if you are like a dog, you have to live." She muttered repeatedly.

The boy nodded firmly.

The morning light was faint, the first rays of cold light shone on the two children, one big and one small, and the dawn of the morning light called to the living beings, shining on their condensed souls, helping each other in the same boat, life and death depended on each other.