Chapter 12: Doom

However, I can't figure it out, how could the Nitto Group think of looking for him?

You know, he's a murderer in custody right now.

"I know you're not going to kill, and this should come to light soon." Yang Xiaoyi seemed to see my doubts and explained, "We will also help find a way to get you out and work as soon as possible." In this regard, we must not fall behind Haotian Group. ”

Yang Xiaoyi stood there, his feet shoulder-width apart, his hands crossed in front of his lower abdomen, and his indescribable domineering side leakage.

I really appreciate his momentum and style.

"Do you agree?" Yang Xiaoyi looked at the knife with blazing eyes, and asked directly.

I have no reason to object, but I just turned against my boss and the company.

"This ...... I want to tell him how I am now."

"I know what's going on," Yang Xiaoyi interrupted me, stared into my eyes and said, "This project will follow you, whichever company you go to, this project will follow you, or you can set up a company by yourself immediately." ”

I hesitated.

I've never been presumptuous, but I've never thought too highly of myself.

I know my weight and I don't deserve that kind of attention.

So, what is his real purpose?

"Say yes or not, give me a happy word." Yang Xiaoyi saw that I was a little hesitant, so he frowned and said.

This person is indeed resolute and aggressive. The look in his eyes seemed to say, "Are you a man or not?" ”

This is really, really a big opportunity.

However, there may be some conspiracy later.

"I need to think about it." I say.

Yang Xiaoyi stared into my eyes and said, "Opportunities are indeed something that everyone will encounter. But only a few people were brave enough to seize the opportunity, so they succeeded. Most people are inactive because they are always dodging and cowering when faced with opportunities. You know what I mean? ”

I nodded, but I still didn't dare to make up my mind.

Because I also know another sentence: there is no free lunch in the world, and there will be no pie in the sky for no reason.

I know a lot of truths, but I still can't live this life well, because many of them are contradictory. For example, the stupid bird flies first and the gun shoots the first bird, for example, the early bird gets the worm and the early bird gets the worm eaten by the bird, and so on.

Yang Xiaoyi took a deep look at me, turned around, and left.

"This man is so handsome and cool, he is my type!" Suddenly, the voice of the little red leaves sounded around me again.

I was startled, and when I looked back, I saw Xiao Momiji's look.

"Then you'll go with him." I didn't have the heart to say it.

"No," Xiao Hongye suddenly hugged my arm, and the whole person leaned forward, "I said that I already relied on you." ”

I let out a series of sneezes.

But I wasn't angry at all, and the feeling of excitement had masked all the unhappiness.

Being fully responsible for the informatization construction of Ildong Group is tantamount to boarding an aircraft carrier, no matter which company it is, it will soon be able to take off from the deck!

I was so excited.

I'm not worried that Yang Xiaoyi will leave like this.

If he really values me, he'll come back to me.

If he doesn't come back, then his invitation this time must have other plans.

"Aren't you excited right now?" Little Momiji blew in my ear and said.

I was hot and my ears were hot.

Xiao Hongye haha and jumped off my back: "Don't tease you, the coming day is long, I'm leaving, I'm really a little sleepy when I come out for a walk in the daytime." ”

After saying that, he disappeared silently again.

"By the way, don't trust that blind man too much, he's not a good thing." Although the person was gone, the voice was still wafting through the room.

Everything is finally clear.

My mood gradually calmed down.

Isn't Liu Blind a good thing?

What about you? Is your little autumn leaf a good thing?

Yang Xiaoyi doesn't seem to be trustworthy.

How many black hands are behind it?

When did my Chen Xiaodao become so important?

I was so engrossed in my mind that my head was like a mess.

There was a smell outside, and I was awakened to my hunger again.

I found myself unable to take it anymore.

My head was dizzy and my eyes were glazed.

My stomach was contracting, my bowels were knotted, and my saliva was pouring out.

My gaze moved to the plastic bag again.

A uniform came to the iron gate with a boxed lunch.

I smelled the aroma and thought I was here to bring him food, so I rushed up like crazy.

"What? Do you want to eat it? The uniform outside the door opened the lunch box and ate it himself, "Wait for the bullet to eat." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked away.

The aroma of the meat irritated my stomach and hurt like a pinprick in a pin.

I endure!

I endure!

I'll put up with it!!

"Excuse me, what time is it?"

This time I got an affirmative reply: "Half past four." ”

Four-and-a-half, four-and-a-half, seven-and-a-half-hours until twelve, four hundred and fifty minutes, so many and so many seconds!

I couldn't help but moan and almost fainted.

Maybe it's better to faint.

At this point, I wanted to hit my head against the wall and faint.

At this time, I suddenly remembered the legendary beggar army, and knew why they were able to dominate the field and be invincible in the world.

It was a group of hungry and crazy people, for a bite to eat, it was completely possible to be like mad dogs, killing gods when they met gods, and killing Buddhas when they met Buddhas. Hunger, it's really terrible.

In order to divert my attention, I desperately thought about it: I wanted to beg for the army, I wanted to live in the Three Kingdoms, I wanted to be white, I wanted big data, and I wanted to program ideas......

However to no avail, my stomach and intestines quickly pulled him to reality.

I asked the time more than once, and people outside actually answered his question.

"Five o'clock."

"Six o'clock."

"Sixty-twenty."

“……”

I finally realized what it means to live like a year.

At eleven o'clock, I couldn't hold back any longer

What kind of ghost death prophecy, Lao Tzu doesn't care!

Once the defense line in my heart is lowered, I don't care about anything at all.

I frantically pounced, grabbed the plastic bag in my hand, and tore the plastic bag to the ground in three or two clicks.

I hid in a corner and couldn't wait to break the eggshell.

Hurriedly peeling off the eggshells.

Like a hungry wolf, he stuffed the whole egg into his mouth at once.

I quickly found out that something was wrong.

I seemed to have eaten a little too hard, and before I could chew it, the egg slid down the floor.

Slide from mouth to throat.

It slipped down his throat and into his esophagus.

Finally slipped into the esophagus and stopped!

My surprise was really extraordinary, and I kept massaging, slapping, vomiting, coughing, jumping, kneading...... Tears flowed down the table.

But the egg, "let the wind and waves rise, sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai", it stayed in my esophagus, and I couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

It was as if he had been stabbed in the chest with a knife.

I couldn't breathe.

The mind is a little dizzy.

My eyes gradually darkened.

I was so uncomfortable that I wanted to cut my throat and dig out the egg.

I still had a little consciousness, and struggled to get over to the iron gate, trying to get someone outside to pour him a glass of water and wash the eggs down with a lot of water.

However, I only took two steps.

The left foot tripped on the right foot, and with a "poof" he fell to the ground.

I threw myself there, bounced a few times, and then lost consciousness.

I can assure anyone: it's better to die no matter what, and it's better not to choke to death.

Especially choking to death from eating eggs.

That feeling...... It's really painful, so painful that you know that you will definitely not be able to escape this fate, but you can't wait to die quickly.

Because it's only when you're out of breath that you feel refreshed.

I soon felt refreshed, so exhilarating that I felt like I was about to fly.

Consciousness returned, but he didn't know where he was.

Above, under my feet, and behind me, there was boundless darkness, and my body seemed to float forward in the darkness; There was a little light in the darkness ahead, and the light flickered and flickered, and I didn't know what it was, and I didn't know how far away.

There are countless pictures on both sides to form a long passage, just like the tape of a movie, each of which is clear and vivid, all of which are pictures of life.

Then, I was surprised to find that the hero of those pictures was myself!

I quickly turned around and started with the first one.

I saw that on the day I was born, my father held him up high, smiling so much that tears came from the corners of his eyes. But on the wall behind his father, there seemed to be a dark shadow looking at him as a newborn, smiling very strangely.

I saw my mother lying on the bed nine days after I was born, her eyes quietly closed.

I think when I was nine months old, there was a fire that killed my two sisters, and I myself died.

I saw myself in elementary school, junior high school, high school, and all the way to college.

I saw my father leave this world, and I cried like a fool alone.

The last picture is of me eating the egg, falling to the ground, motionless.

Could it be that this is my life?

Could it be that the death prophecy of Blind Liu really came true, and I really died like this?