She roared hysterically at me, tears welling up in her eyes, desperate and hateful eyes that were inexplicably distressing, and the hoarse shrill sound like a tearing piece of cloth pierced my eardrums and stabbed my heart. She is just a young girl, but she has experienced misfortune and hatred that is enough to crush her delicate body.

I didn't know how to comfort her, because I knew that if it was me, I might have gone crazy.

I wanted to say that I could, but I thought that I couldn't protect myself, but I swallowed it back, I am not a philanthropist after all.

She looked at me, quickly put away her emotions, took a deep breath, and her expression gradually became indifferent, a disgusting attitude: "I don't need your mercy, I can find food myself." ”

"Okay."

I thought about it, and felt that I was managing too much, and I couldn't help but be a little bored, so I nodded.

"But I need weapons."

Her eyes were fixed on the gun stuck in my waist, and her indifferent pupils flashed with hope.

"This, I can't satisfy you." I looked at her and told her word by word: "These two guns are my means of saving my life." ”

Yes, I'm afraid of death, I consider myself a very gentlemanly person. But which aspect of the score, related to their own safety, I will be very cautious, it can be said to be selfish, but, selfishness is actually a kind of self-preservation, people will always tend to be beneficial to their own choice, it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and I am no exception.

"I'm just using it to protect myself."

She looked at me and thought I didn't give her the gun because she was afraid that she would emotionally use the gun to get revenge on the survivors who had participated in the murder of his father, but unfortunately, she guessed wrong. I'm just an ordinary person who is timid and afraid of death, no matter how much I take care of her feelings, I can't do everything, I am not her parent or lover after all. So I rejected her again: "I'm sorry, it's not about you, as you think, having a weapon in your hand always makes people feel safe." ”

"But you have two."

She still wouldn't give up. She seemed calm, but I knew that her calm was just a cover for her subconscious madness. Before that, she would be very calm, like a dying rattlesnake, hiding her fangs, and after others thought it was dead, she would open her mouth to give a fatal blow before dying.

"You can choose not to."

I don't have the patience to talk to her anymore, no one can communicate with someone who is full of hatred in my heart, and I am the same with her.

She stopped talking.

"If you don't wear a coat, don't give it to me." I saw that she was dressed quite thickly, and after thinking about it, I did feel a little cold, so I asked him.

She looked at me and shook her head, but there was a look of disdain in her eyes. Maybe she started to think that my kindness had ulterior motives, after all, there are too many and too clichés to save the beauty of heroes, but there are still countless males who are happy to direct this kind of drama. Because heroes saving beauty can indeed easily knock on the door of beauty's heart. But that's not me, if one day I fall in love with a woman, I will never use this vulgar bridge to pursue others, I am a very gentlemanly person.

I took the coat and put it on myself without embarrassment, thinking nothing else than feeling comfortable.

After putting on my coat, I turned around and went out, and she followed me without saying a word, perhaps not expecting that she, the savior, would be so ungentlemanly, and suddenly lowered my image in her mind.

I'm sorry, but I'm actually a very gentlemanly man. I smiled self-deprecatingly, not explaining.

As soon as I came out, I saw Director Nahan standing in the doorway, and the tower-like stupid pestle was in front of her, as if asking her for food. She shook her head and said no, I can't see the fear of stupid Dali in her eyes, she is like a child, she comforts that silly Dali with a kind face, and the stupid Dali listens to her very much, lowering her head with her eyes, and looking at Director Han who is half a body shorter than him aggrievedly.

As soon as I came out, Director Han walked over to me and said, "Most of those injured people are bandaged, but there is a lack of medical treatment, I am afraid that the wound will become infected, if you want to go out, can you find some anti-inflammatory drugs and wound medicine to come back?" ”

This is a woman with a good heart. I looked at the sincerity of the words, and did not take the previous things to heart, which showed the heart of this woman, and I felt a little ashamed, compared to her, I seemed to be giving incense in front of the Buddha, showing compassion.

I nodded: "If I could, I would remember." ”

I said yes, but looking at the way she looked, it seemed like she had something to say.

"Is there anything else?" I asked.

"Are you going to take Dali out to find food?" She hesitated.

"He's going to take me to find something to eat." Hearing Director Han's words, the stupid man pointed at me and smiled.

I nodded.

"May you not take him there?" She said to me.

I glanced at Silly Dali, who was still looking at me stupidly, and I said, "He's very strong, maybe he can help some." ”

"No, he's still a kid." Director Han was a little anxious, looked at me, and pointed to his head: "He has a problem here, his intelligence has degraded to the point that a child of five or six years old is not as good, he has no ability to think, you will harm him if you take him out." All the things he did before were tricked into him by that damn Wang Manzi with food, he didn't understand anything, so he could be forgiven for what he did, he was really just a child. ”

Director Han defended the stupid Dali, his face was full of excitement, I suddenly understood this Director Han, she lost her own child, so she regarded the stupid Dali as her own child, I felt reverence and admiration for her supreme and great maternal love, but I still gave the choice to the stupid Dali, please forgive me for my sinister intentions. I apologize in my heart for my selfishness. But I was ashamed of the words I used to deceive my conscience, and this shame made me feel uneasy.

The stupid and vigorous eyes looked at me, and the urn said, "I'm hungry." ”

He's really just a kid, and I can't take him out, that would hurt him. Yes, I'm starting to feel a little uneasy about my conscience. Forgive me for using the idiom of uneasy conscience, I wonder if it will tarnish the word.

"I'll bring you some food."

Seeing Director Han's anxious and uneasy face, I finally made a choice. Comforted the fool vigorously.

"No way!"

The stupid roared violently, startling Director Han next to him, and his face seemed to be twisted in pain: "No one is allowed to rob me of food." ”

But I suddenly felt inexplicably happy, this stupid Dali has taken food as the sky, although I want to use him as my bodyguard, but it also makes me worried, because although this stupid Dali is stupid, but the emotions are a little difficult to control, of course, if there is food, it will be another story.

Since this stupid Dali is so unwilling, there is no way, and I can only hypocritically be polite to Director Han: "I will try my best to protect him." ”

"No, he can't go with you."

Director Han suddenly protected the stupid vigorously behind him, and his tone became resolute, a little like a mad old hen. Seeing her like this, I can't force it, this suddenly mad Director Han really has a bit of a strong aura, and the disgusting and repulsive eyes make me feel a little ashamed. Perhaps, this Director Han regarded me as another Wang Manzi.

"I'm going."

The stupid man went crazy and smashed his head with his fist, this kid was not only stupid, but also had a tendency to self-harm.

Director Han was frightened: "Vigorously! Vigorously! Don't be stupid! Don't scare me! ”

"Huh."

The girl behind me suddenly sneered, her indifferent expression was a little disgusting, and I looked at her with my eyebrows furrowed: "Funny? ”

The corners of her mouth showed a mocking arc, and she asked me rhetorically: "A virgin, a fool, and a hypocritical liar, isn't this comedy funny?" ”

From her words, I can feel that her mind has been distorted by hatred, and her senses of the world have changed greatly, perhaps her father's death has had a great impact on her mental aspect, which is understandable, but I can't accept it, she should be a very quiet girl, not a madman who is full of rejection and hatred for the real world.

But what she said was very vivid. Am I really a liar? Or a hypocritical liar?

"No, even if I'm a liar, I'm a very gentlemanly liar." But I won't tell her these words, because she has gone mad, and I feel that she has been stimulated by the hatred in her heart into a mentally twisted madman.

A virgin, a madman, a fool, and a gentlemanly liar. This is indeed a ridiculous comedy.