The eyes are the windows to the soul. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This proverb, which has been handed down from ancient times, is particularly true for Pan XVII. On the farm, these weak and white boys and girls, they all have different eyes, and they all have inexplicable eyes.

Some are ruthless, some are ignorant, some are insidious, some are cunning, some make people think they are friends, and some make people become enemies to stay away.

But there has never been such a bright eye. When Pan Qiqi saw this look for the first time, he seemed to be blind and regained his sight, and the monotonous and terrifying world on the farm suddenly became warm and gorgeous.

"Are you afraid?"

That bright look flashed in front of Pan Seventeen, and Pan Seventeen realized that she was talking to herself.

Although the two of them were being tied to the machine, the parallel angles allowed Pan Seventeen to carefully look at the person opposite, the owner of that bright eye, the girl.

The girl has long, pale blonde hair. Her long hair was in a complicated bun at the back of her head, and the ends of her hair seemed to melt into the air because of the light color. The bright eyes came from her sapphire eyes, flickering. Although Pan Qiqi almost didn't remember what happened before he came to the farm, his eyes vaguely reminded him of the stars in the distant night sky.

"Huh? Afraid of what? Pan Seventeen replied a little awkwardly. Although this was the third day that he and the girl had come face to face on the plane, it was the first time the two had spoken.

The girl's voice was not the kind of sweetness that snorted, but it was calm, soft, and comfortable enough that everyone wanted to be close.

"These......" The girl glanced at Pan Seventeen a little strangely, "You've been here longer than me, don't you know?" The machine extracts our ...... Sleep ......"

The girl's voice was suddenly lowered, as if she was afraid of being heard by others. But the boys and girls on the other machines all had painful looks on their faces, and some were sweating and gritting their teeth, and they had no time to pay attention to the conversation between these two people in the corner.

"Get used to it." Pan Seventeen wanted to express his kindness to this girl, but he was worried that his self-defeating mistakes would be self-defeating, so the words came to his mouth and were swallowed again, and so on, leaving only tranquility.

"Oh." Seeing that Pan Seventeen stopped talking, the girl seemed to sigh lightly and stopped talking.

He Luo pretended to keep his head down, but secretly glanced at the girl. She had closed her eyes, and with them the bright ones.

This is when the pain hits with a sharp pain.

Thin wires wrapped around He Luo's whole body like spider webs, and there were many electrodes attached to his head. The pain came from the electrodes, and the current was like a tide, which seemed to be far away from Pan Seventeen at the last moment, but the next moment it was like an angry thunderbolt, so that Pan Seventeen couldn't help but twitch.

Although Pan Seventeen knew that this was just extracting sleep, his soul was burning. It was as if the life force was leaving him little by little.

In the midst of the pain of this round, he could see at the very top of the machine beside him, where there was an hourglass-like tube, and as time passed and pain stacked, the silvery liquid fell drop by drop.

Finally.

The soft light goes out instantly. Darkness fell for 12 seconds.

Then the light came again.

On the farm, this is a way to tell the time. 12 seconds is 12 o'clock, and that's the end of the morning. And Pan Seventeen and other refined teenagers and girls were put down from the machine by the staff who were covered by white coats, and only their eyes were exposed while wearing masks.

The boys and girls were silent and extremely weak. Everyone staggered in line and walked in the direction of the cafeteria.

"Hey, you bumped into me."

A voice came from behind Pan Seventeen.

In a quiet queue, any sound will stand out as a result. What's more, the voice was high-pitched, like a falcon suddenly appearing in the room.

Accompanied by the sound, there was a powerful boxing.

Pan Seventeen stumbled and fell to the ground in front of him.

Because he had been struggling with sleep and soul torture all morning, Pan Qiqi was extremely weak at this time, his eyes were dark, and it took a while for him to come to his senses.

"Is that you?"

Pan Seventeen finally turned around, he raised his eyelids, and the look he saw was familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar because they have been here for too long, these boys and girls have been secretly remembered by Pan Seventeen. Some are new, some are about to leave, who is in that batch and when, he has a general impression.

And the strangeness is because this look is fierce, just like the previous voice, it belongs to a fierce teenager. The boy had thick brown hair and was unusually tall, and he had been here for two months. Yin has become the leader of some people, acting like a beast on this farm every day. Pan Seventeen has always been respectful of him, and basically has never been in contact.

"You bumped into me." The beastly boy said again. Pan Qiqi saw that the corners of his mouth opened slightly, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Yes?" Pan Qiqi climbed up, "I'm sorry. ”

Pan Qiqi looked at the young man with clear eyes and sincerely apologized.

The boys and girls were all watching, but they didn't expect that the boy who was knocked down would apologize as soon as possible.

"What?" It seemed that he was taken aback, and it seemed that he was stabbed by Pan Seventeen's eyes, and the young man's anger was even greater, he approached Pan Seventeen, and pushed Pan Seventeen's shoulder violently.

"You bumped into me!"

"Yes, but didn't I apologize?"

Pan Seventeen's idea was very simple, and he had encountered such a situation many times. Teenagers who have been on the farm for a long time always need to vent their ignorant hormones, so they will deliberately find trouble to provoke. Some fought desperately, some cursed viciously, and finally dispersed in the dispersal of those security guards and the laughter of the onlookers.

Those who are picky like to have a challenging opponent, and they don't like to talk to a guy who admits to it at the first time. It was precisely because of this that Pan Qiqi thought that as long as he apologized, he could leave quickly.

After all, his stomach was already hungry, and the girl with the bright eyes had already gone to the cafeteria.

"Apologize? Haha, does an apology work? The boy suddenly attacked, he pounced like a brown bear, and he threw another punch, which hit Pan XVII in the chest.

Pan Seventeen felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a giant hammer, and he almost lost his breath all of a sudden. Then a sharp pain came from his chest, and the tingling sensation of each breath reminded him that it was the punch that had broken at least two of his ribs.

"You...... You ......"

Pan XVII was sweating profusely, and he saw the boy and several of his companions, all of whom were sinister and grinning, and surrounded Pan XVII in an arc in a corner by the passage. Although there were many teenagers watching, none of them showed any intention of stopping this.

"Hit him! Fight to the death! The brown-haired boy gave the order, and his companions rushed up and pounced on him.

The two teenagers kicked Pan Seventeen under the knee, causing him to kneel down immediately. The rest of the fists and feet rained down on Pan XVII's back. The brown-haired boy let out a low roar, took two steps back and rushed forward, one of his knees hitting Pan XVII in the jaw.

The bones of his knees were the strongest in a human body, and Pan Seventeen felt like he had hit a piece of steel. Blood spurted from between his teeth, and some blood filled his nose, a sweet, fishy taste.

He tried to raise his head, only to find that the whole world had turned black, and there was nothing in his vision, only darkness.

"Dare to stare at me? Beat! ”

In the next second, Pan Qiqi felt that his hands and feet were being held down, and his head slammed on the cold iron grid, the sweet smell mixed with dust, choking him until he was about to suffocate, he was like a shrimp pressed on the board, writhing his body, but he just struggled powerlessly.

"Phew." The brown-haired boy spat on Pan Seventeen's head. He slowly squatted down and approached Pan Seventeen's face, which was blue and purple due to lack of oxygen.

"I see her talking to you. She's such a good-looking girl, what qualifications do you have to talk to her? Don't try to beat her up, you know, she's mine! She's going to be my Jack's person! ”

Jack's companions let go of Pan XVII.

Pan Seventeen jumped up violently like a shrimp, he coughed violently, and vomit mixed with blood gushed out.

"Did you all see it? This guy hit me Jack! So, I should teach him a lesson, right? Jack looked at the teenagers not far away, and shouted with joy like a victor parade through the streets.

"And! In the future, stay away from this little wild seed, he is blind, you won't be blind, right? ”

The onlookers all looked at Jack and also saw Pan Seventeen who was struggling. But they all just watched quietly, silently.

"Blind him so he can't see my girl!" Jack finally gave the order viciously. Two of his companions drew a small sharp stick made of tin bars.

They fixed Pan XVII's head, and then poked it towards those dark eyes.