A dim, damp basement with gray-green mold on the walls and the occasional cockroach crawling over the ground.

Wang De'an's face was flushed, his body was covered with tattered and dirty thin clothes, and he was breathing heavily on the "bed" made of straw. Zhao Ziqing was naked, kneeling beside him, shaking Wang Dean in a panic, shouting in his mouth, Wang De'an, wake up quickly......

"Who's calling me...... Where am I?", Wang Dean tried his best to open his eyes, but there was only endless darkness in front of him.

"You're going to hold on." Someone shouted in the dark, but the voice that reached Wang De'an's ears was illusory and faint.

"Wang De'an......" The voice gradually became clear.

The voice...... Zhao Ziqing! Wang Dean wanted to stretch out his hands and hug him tightly, but no matter how he waved his hand, all he could touch was the flowing wind......

No matter how Zhao Ziqing shook Wang De'an, Wang De'an still closed his eyes tightly and did not react.

Zhao Ziqing staggered to the iron gate, slapped the iron door with both hands and shouted outside the door: "Come on!" Come on, save Wang De'an! ”

Soon, a chaotic footsteps approached, with the muffled sound of the chain falling to the ground, the iron door creaked open, a dazzling light shone in through the window outside the door, Zhao Ziqing raised his arm to block his eyes, under the illumination of the light, the bruises and shocking scars on his thin arms were clearly visible, two people in white coats came in outside the door, followed by four heavily armed people, they raised their guns at the shirtless Zhao Ziqing, Zhao Ziqing habitually raised his trembling hands, and obediently turned to face the wall.

The two people in coats threw away the clothes covering Wang De'an's body, at this time the wound on Wang De'an's body had pus, and blood spread down from the wound, they carefully checked the bracelet on Wang De'an's wrist, and after confirming that it was correct, they picked up Wang De'an's arm and dragged him away, leaving a shocking red drag mark on the ground.

"I beg you to let him come back alive! Woooooooo Zhao Ziqing squatted on the ground and cried bitterly, he was afraid of losing his only good friend.

With the crisp merging sound of the lock cylinder, the footsteps outside the door went farther and farther, and finally only Zhao Ziqing's crying remained.

In the small basement, Zhao Ziqing was squatting in the corner, his eyes were already red and swollen, he looked at the bracelet on his wrist, and the five thorns on the bracelet were deeply inserted in his wrist. He jerked his arm up and slammed it against the wall, he wanted to smash the bracelet, he wanted to escape from this disgusting place, and the iron bracelet collided with the wall with a crisp sound. He became hysterical, he hated the bracelet, he hated this dark and dirty place, he hated everyone here.

Suddenly, the red light on the bracelet flashed, and then an electric current came out of the bracelet, Zhao Ziqing was convulsed by electricity, and fell to the ground wailing in pain......

Time passed, and the sky-high fire reflected on Wang De'an's white clothes, and the raging fire wantonly devoured the entire city, and under the flames, the city was crying. Blackened, twisted corpses were everywhere, thunderstorms converged at night, thousands of fireballs rained down from the sky, and the city looked like hell.

Wang Dean stood in front of a plaque that silently watched as it gradually became engulfed in the flames, which read "Davo Orphanage".

"Are you really going to betray me, Wang De'an?" A man in a white mask stood behind him and said.

"Is it sublimation or depravity, Zhao Ziqing, you were born a cowardly loser, oh yes, a tragic victim." Wang Dean turned his head and looked at Zhao Ziqing and smiled slightly.

In Zhao Ziqing's eyes, Wang Dean is no longer the innocent and romantic child, he is so dirty and ugly at this time, as dirty and annoying as this world. Zhao Ziqing smiled, laughing so hysterically......