"He kills like hemp, and he has eaten more human flesh than we have ever eaten. He didn't care about it, he didn't live a good life. What if you're reasonable......"

It's not fish to be slaughtered.

Ah San was lying on his side on the ground, with his back to me.

I didn't answer.

After a while, a slight snoring came from his direction.

I leaned against the railing and took a nap, afraid to fall asleep, for fear of some uncontrollable danger around me.

There was a very light sound of the soles of my shoes rubbing against the concrete floor, and I held my breath and closed my eyes.

I felt the footsteps approaching me, and finally stopped.

A pair of withered hands caressed my face, and my eyes widened suddenly, glaring at him.

The dean didn't expect me to wake up so quickly, and there was no sleepiness in my eyes.

He coughed lightly, turned and walked away.

I didn't feel sleepy when he touched me like this, so I just sat and looked out through the narrow gap in the iron cage.

Ah San yawned, stared at the dean with sleepy eyes, and said in a sincere tone, "Dean......"

The dean turned around, nodded slightly, looked out the window again, and said to himself, "It's almost time." ”

Ah San, who had lowered his head, looked up in disbelief, his eyes were sleepy, staring at the back of the dean and unable to speak, his two hands were tightly grasped on the railing, and his knuckles were white from the force.

His voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of flattery, "Dean, Ah San thinks...... The time is not ripe yet. ”

The dean turned around, two eyes the size of a bronze mirror on his thin face stared at Ah San, and a sentence slowly spit out from his mouth, "I do things, and I don't need you to order me yet." ”

Ah San pulled the corners of his mouth, and the moment he lowered his head, the tail of his eyes swept towards me, which was unwilling and apologic.

After saying this, the dean turned to leave, and after a while, disappeared from our view.

I got up, grabbed Ah San's collar, and asked calmly, "What did you just say to the dean?" ”

He smiled again, puffing out his cheeks, "Kiss me and I'll tell you." ”

I unceremoniously punched him in the stomach.

In my cognition, Ah San, like the dean, is an embarrassed dog......

He howled, and my palm covered his mouth, forcing his cry back into his stomach, "Be quiet, if you bring the dean back again, I won't let you have a good time." ”

Every word he said spit in his face.

His eyes closed slightly, not knowing where his gaze fell, half affectionately, half jokingly, "What if I was helping you?" ”

I pushed him hard in the chest, causing him to crash into the iron railing, making a violent noise, and the sound of the chains colliding with each other came out in circles, but fortunately it did not attract the dean.

"Ah San, you and the dean have killed so many people in a mess...... Won't you feel guilty when you dream back at midnight? ”

He said as he slid down the hardcore and half-squatted on the ground, shoulders down, "Do you know how much I did desperately to survive? ”

"You dare to say that those people's deaths were not your handiwork?"

"Lu Qingqing, please find out your position, those people are the people who have bullied you, what do you care about their lives or deaths?" Ah San's tone was neither salty nor light, but his words were loud, and every word he said touched my weakened nerves.

The words that Ah San said kept echoing in his head.

"No amount of talk will be a reason for you to become an accomplice." I frowned.

Ah San's black and shiny face was stained with a layer of red, "You are still the same as before, still so self-righteous." ”

Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

I'm as ignorant as I used to be?

How did I use it, does he know?

"The dean is looking for you." Just now when I was pulling at his collar, I accidentally found the key to his chest, so he can leave this place whenever and wherever he wants, where he will be trapped by a small cage.

Ah San noticed my gaze, lowered his eyes slightly, and grasped the key with a faint metallic sheen on his chest with one hand.

It was rare for him to straighten his back and walk out.

I leaned against the door, "Hey, what do you mean when the dean says it's almost time?" ”

I could clearly notice that his back stiffened slightly, and he turned his face sideways, and the sun was shining on half of his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, "You're so smart, can't you guess?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out.

……

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and the night is silent.

The dean placed a cauldron in the same position, sat in front of the pot with a dull expression, and stared at the boiling soup in front of him expressionlessly.

Ah San came back from carrying a bundle of firewood from outside the house, quietly put the firewood in its place, and wiped the sweat on his head, "Dean, I put all the firewood away." ”

Ah San bowed his head respectfully and waited for the dean to reply.

After a long time, the dean hummed softly from his nose.

Ah San didn't understand the dean's thoughts at once, so he just stood on the side, didn't speak, and only a shadow fell to the ground, otherwise he would definitely not make people feel his existence.

I looked at him, a boy of seven or eight years old, when he was most vigorous, and I saw in him only the calmness and treachery that did not belong to his age.

As time passed, I became more and more agitated.

The iron cage locked me and made it difficult for me to fly with my wings.

The dean kills people, and his hand is up and down, what should I do?

If I die here, does that mean my entity will die too?

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became.

Gradually, they began to move around the cage.

Ah San heard a slight noise, turned his head slightly to look at me, just at this time I was looking up at him, looking at each other, but for a second, and quickly separated.

I snorted coldly in my heart, but he was just a black-hearted person, he was definitely a person who handed the knife when the dean was moving!

At the moment, I'm going to play a one-on-two, absolute disadvantage.

"Ah San." The dean coughed violently.

Ah San stepped forward with a flattering smile on his face, and the palm of his hand was moderately strong and there was a rhythmic patter on his back, and he didn't forget to say something nice to make the dean happy.

But today, the dean's mood was obviously very low, and after listening to Ah San's words, he didn't show any happiness on his face.

The dean's breath gradually subsided, brushed away Ah San's hand, and said solemnly, "Why did you stay in Qingqing's cage last night?" ”

Ah San knew that he would have such a question, and his words were extremely skillful in his heart, "Under the wind and rain last night, Ah San didn't sleep well. After waking up at night, half-asleep and half-awake, I walked into the wrong cage. ”

The dean didn't give him any reaction, and sometimes, no reaction was the best reaction. At least, the dean doesn't plan to delve into this matter further.

Ah San just breathed a sigh of relief, and the dean made another request, "Go and bring Xiaoli's favorite dress." ”

The smile on Ah San's face froze, and he asked extremely unnaturally, "Dean, why did you suddenly ask for Xiaoli's clothes?" ”

After all, since Xiaoli left, the dean has put it

"If you want to go, you will go, why are there so many words!" The dean's anger came without warning.

Ah San quickly reacted, took two steps and did three steps, and walked out in a breath.

The sound of footsteps echoed in my ears.

Then, I don't know what Ah San and the dean said, and the dean also got up, with a complicated expression on his face, and also went upstairs.

After the two left, the already empty room seemed even more empty.

I hurried to the door, the lock that locked the cage was about the size of a palm.

I swallowed, angrily shook off the lock, and made up my mind.

No matter who waits to open the door, use my little arms and hands to subdue the people first, and then try to escape.

Soon, there was an irregular rhythm and a slightly muffled wheezing sound outside.

Ah San's face was colored, and I guessed that it was probably the dean's hand.

I looked back into the distance, but I didn't see the dean, and I was relieved that the dean was still upstairs.

Ah San's heavy gasps exploded in my ears.

I looked at him warily, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I don't have that much time to explain to you, anyway, you change clothes with me now." After opening the lock, Ah San held a piece of clothing in his hand and threw it in front of me.

A door away, outside is freedom.

I quietly moved to the door, straightening my neck, "What are you going to do?" If you don't make it clear, I will never do it. ”

Ah San sighed, his face rarely showing the innocence of his age, "I said, I'm helping you, do you believe it or not?" ”

I was stunned, he has nothing to do with me, why should he help me?

I was puzzled, of course, I chose not to believe it.

"Hurry up, we don't have time." As he spoke, Ah San had already stripped off his shirt at all, and the whiteness of his body contrasted sharply with the swarthyness on his face.

He looked extremely thin, but he didn't expect that after taking off his clothes, his body was covered with skin and bones.

He reached out and handed me the clothes he had taken off.

I hesitated for a moment, didn't reach for it, and chuckled, "I won't believe you." If you really want to help me, then let me out of this place. ”

His expression stiffened for a moment, and the outstretched hand slowly retracted, "I'm in your heart, is it so unbearable?" ”

"It's not that I think of you, it's that I don't remember you at all. Trust needs to be foundational. I dodged his hurt gaze.

He looked up and smiled, showing his white teeth, and laughed so much that he couldn't even see his eyes, "Okay, I said I would help you, and I will help you." ”

I couldn't believe it, thinking I had misheard.

"What you said is true?"

"I do what I say."

I faced him and took a step back in the direction of the door, only to see that he was staring at me quietly.

When I realized that he was telling the truth, I took a big step back and ran away.

Yesterday, I figured out my surroundings and engraved them in my mind. This time I escaped, and I was familiar with the road.

But after running two steps, I felt that I couldn't figure out something.