In the corridor on the sixth floor of the hospital, I hesitated for about ten minutes, and my heart, which had been calm, suddenly became uncertain at the moment when I was close to the truth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Xue ignored me, walked to the ward in the middle of the corridor, after she pushed the door in, I heard some subtle voices, there was a man's voice, very strange, the guttural voice was very heavy, and the words he spit out were slightly stiff, like the first words spoken by a mute after recovery.

I stood in the corridor, trying to smoke a cigarette to stabilize my mood, but at this time, there was a quarrel in the ward, Yang Xue was arguing with a man about something, and the two refused to give in to each other, and the quarrel was very intense. After a few minutes, the voices gradually subsided, and a slight sobbing came from the hospital room. I stayed where I was for another half hour, thinking that I would let their own family catch up first, and I'd go in later.

But it didn't take long for Yang Xue and her mother to help each other out of the ward, and they walked straight to me, saying that Yang Tao let me in, and there was something to tell me. Yang Xue's mother asked me to look at the dots by the way, saying that they were going out to buy something to eat.

I took a deep breath, gritted my teeth and walked into the ward, where I saw a strange man, dressed in a hospital gown, lying on the hospital bed, looking at me with a strange look. It was the thinnest man I had ever seen in my life, with sunken cheeks, prominent cheekbones, two withered hands gently resting on the quilt, hair had been cut, revealing a broad forehead, protruding under the eyebrow bones, a pair of torch-like eyes staring at me, and an expression of cold indifference.

"Sit ......"

Lao Yang tilted his head slightly, pointed to the chair next to the bed with his eyes, and asked me to sit down. I stepped stiffly, my thoughts in the seconds I approached him. Lao Yang's expression did not change at all, his face was still cold, and I really couldn't imagine what this man's smile would look like. I walked over and sat on the edge of his bed, my eyes looking straight at him, my expression must have been very stiff, and the atmosphere in the room was a little odd.

The man in front of me, thin and skinny, is slightly similar to Lao Yang from my childhood memories, but more of an indescribable strangeness. Around him, there was a feeling of oppression, as if there was a religious conversation going on between the two of us, and the atmosphere was quite serious and dull.

I swallowed my throat and barely squeezed a sentence out of my mouth:

"You...... You're back......"

"I'm back." Lao Yang said with a calm face, "I don't blame you. ”

I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say next, and when I wanted to speak, he waved his hand and motioned for me to be quiet and listen to him.

Lao Yang coughed a few times very tiredly, and suddenly a series of scurrying sounds came from the depths of his throat, and after reaching my ears, it turned into a sentence with content:

"I asked Yang Xue to call you over, I have something to tell you, I promised him to tell you the truth as soon as I came out, so that you know that he is not that kind of person."

I was confused, I didn't understand what Lao Yang was talking about, who was the "he" in his mouth, and what did it have to do with me?

"Let me start at the beginning......"

Lao Yang said this, and began to talk about himself. He speaks with a very small vocabulary, many sentences are incomprehensible, and there are big problems in description, he gestures to me as he speaks, and when he can't express it in words, he uses his body movements to make me understand. He told me that he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, for several years, so he hadn't been talking for a long time now, and he wasn't feeling comfortable.

Here's what Yang experienced after he separated from me:

Before the flash floods, I wanted to kill you, I wanted to use you as my food, and gnaw off your flesh piece by piece like an army. Don't be surprised, I can tell you that I did kill the army, but you have to understand that in that case, his death is only a matter of time, and if I hadn't killed him in advance, the two of us, me and you, would have starved to death inside.

I've been thinking about this question all these years, it's the ultimate question in my head, and in countless nightmares, the army always appears in front of me in a blur of flesh and blood, and comes to ask for my life. I'm thinking, I killed him and ate him in order to make a living, is this right or wrong? Knowing that he was going to die, I sacrificed him to save my life, and it was not the right choice to do so. Later, I finally figured out that it was indeed my mistake to kill him, and this mistake allowed me to survive, but for more than ten years, I was actually dead, only my body was still alive, living like a walking corpse, and continued to live in the dark by instinct.

Now it doesn't make sense to say this, I think you should have gotten rid of the shadow of the beginning, you live in the outside world, there are many ways to divert your attention, you can anesthetize yourself, you can quickly and selectively forget the past, you have more things to do, you are busy with this and that, you rarely have time to think about it, you don't want to reminisce, that makes you feel uneasy, you feel panicked, am I right?

Let me tell you what happened next, it's very important to you, and it's also a promise I made at the beginning, and now that I'm really alive, and I'm not crazy, so I have to do my duty, tell you what happened, and let you make your own decisions, to judge.

Well, after being swept away by the torrent, I fell down the shaft with the torrent, and for a few seconds I was unconscious, I knew that I was going to fall to my death, and I was very scared, very desperate. My screams were drowned out by the sound of the torrent, and I was heard only a loud bang, and I fell, but I didn't die, I fell into an underground river, which saved my life.

But despite this, the speed of the torrent was very fast, and my whole body was enveloped, and I followed this flowing force, and I don't know how far I was carried in the dark. I struggled desperately, trying to keep my head above the water to keep my breathing, the flood containing a lot of sediment kept pouring into my mouth, choking me out of breath, but in the end, I survived, I didn't die, after a period of shock, I saw a light appear in the depths of the cave, I used up the last of my strength, swam towards the light, and finally escaped the turbulence and climbed the embankment of the underground river. I lay in the midst of the rubble, gasping for breath, and above my head there was a circular opening, high up, and from there poured down an intoxicating white light, which was the light from the outside world.

At this time, I suddenly heard a sound of footsteps approaching me, and I didn't know that it was him.