All along, the white night has walked in boundless darkness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's like closing your eyes and stretching out your hands to grope your way forward. But there is also a difference, people who close their eyes can choose to open their eyes when they are in a hurry. But he could not let the darkness fade and the day fall.

At that time, only God could do something that was not as simple as opening his eyelids.

Therefore, Bai Ye gradually learned to accept, whenever he fell or was injured, he would think, what pain is there that he can't bear, he has experienced so many tragic things, his parents died unexpectedly, and he fell from a rich young master to live on the streets. The first time he was crushed by hunger, he was curled up in a garbage heap waiting to die, wrapped in a black shroud that had been peeled from the dead man's body, skinny as an old tree root in the ground, greasy and dirty, and the stench seemed to leak from his skin. Even in this pile of garbage, White Night at this time is not the most valuable one.

At that time, he had fallen into a semi-comatose state because he had not eaten for several days, and occasionally when he was awake, he would move his eyes to the sky to look for the path of the sun. That kind of light, that kind of warmth, reminded him of the time when his father held himself in his arms and pointed out to him in the album the magnificent bird with golden feathers and red eyes, he said that this is Nirvana, every morning, its cold body will burn into flames, emitting a fierce strong light, it flutters its wings and soars in the sky, because the light on its body is so strong that everyone can not see its body clearly, this is what people call the sun. Nirvana burns every bit of its own life, and eventually falls back to the ground, where the flames are extinguished and dies.

But it doesn't really die, just wait for the night to accumulate power, wait for the next dawn, and it will be able to resurrect again.

Bai Ye really wanted to take one more look at Nirvana and look at the sun before he died.

He saw a pair of eyes that were also dying, looking up at the sky. It was a terrible old dog with tangled hair and skinny, prostrate beside him, his neck slashed by a knife, and dark red blood gushing out and accumulating in a puddle under him.

Bai Ye knew that this was a poor man's guard dog, and when it was old and worthless, the owner could not bear to eat it, so he took it to this garbage heap, cut the artery in his neck with a knife, and bled it to death. The reason for this is that the owner is afraid that the old dog will know the way and will find it back after discarding. The second is that the owner thinks that all the value of the dog's existence is given by himself, and since he no longer needs it, it has lost the value of living.

White Night struggled to get up, his bones creaking, and he crawled towards the old dog.

The old dog spotted the white night, and tears had flowed from his cloudy and sad eyes.

Bai Ye knelt in front of it in a daze, hugged its head on his lap, and saw it crying, Bai Ye stretched out a finger, wiped away its tears, and put his fingertips in his mouth.

It seems that whether it is a human or a beast, whether noble or lowly, the tears are always so transparent, and they are still so salty.

Bai Ye suddenly bent down, his teeth desperately biting on the wound on the old dog's neck, sucking the blood and tearing the flesh and blood.

The dying dog let out a low, faint wail, trembling all over, and its limbs kicked weakly, and the white night closed its eyes, plunging himself into darkness, and he did not look into its eyes again.

The white night was like a demon, and it mechanically ate its flesh and blood. The viscera and finally even its eyeballs were chewed together.

Give me all your life. Bai Ye's heart roared, and in the end, he didn't even have this idea, only a barrenness. When the dog's carcass was finally left with only some fur, he stopped eating, he didn't know how he had eaten all the big dog, and he didn't know why he was still so hungry and thirsty.

He sat sluggish again for a long time, until the night engulfed him, until the rain overwhelmed him.

In the pouring rain, he raised a hand and saw that the blood on it had been washed away by the rain, revealing the white skin underneath.

Bai Ye suddenly burst into tears.

He had cried Ken many times before until his eyes were dry and tears ran dry. And he cried no more. But this time, the old dog lent himself its tears.

No, an indifferent voice came from the depths of his soul, this tear was snatched by you.

Since then, Bai Ye has learned a truth, in this world, the only way for a street child to survive is to clearly recognize their weakness, and then eat away at those who are weaker than themselves. The weaker they are, the more ruthless and ruthless they must be, and only the strong deserve the luxury of compassion.

Is he ruthless enough, Bai Ye sometimes thinks, he thinks it is undoubtedly true. The people who died at his hands were no longer only dying dogs, but also stray children like him, a *** with heavy makeup and a pot-bellied businessman. They all like to wander the streets at night and want to find solace in the darkness. But they were wrong, only White Night is the son of this darkness, and deserves to enjoy the favor of darkness.

They long for the night because the street children are insulted in the daytime, they dare not solicit business in the daytime, and the merchants are drunk in the daytime. They are eager to reclaim in the dark of night what they lost during the day, whether it be dignity, money, or pleasure.

But the night is different, there is no day in his life, he has no dignity, no money, no pleasure, only pain and numbness he draws from the night.

How did you kill them?

Breaking his neck with wire, yes, and sharp shards of glass, plunged under the merchant's fat ribs, and tearing his kidneys, would kill him instantly. Always like to scream, be sure to gag her mouth with a cloth, cover her proud face, and let her die of anger.

White Night sold the corpse of a homeless child to a necromancer, and he couldn't refuse the reward. And the merchants and *** had to die just because their silk clothes and wallets were valuable.

At that time, I never thought about it, as long as I had enough to eat for a day, I would be satisfied to be alive. It was in this environment that he grew up until now.

He knew that he had committed a lot of crimes now, but he didn't care, if he was innocent, he would die in the garbage, and he chose to be covered in filth.

He knew that if his parents were still alive, they would be disappointed to see him now, but in that case, why did they leave him dead in the first place? If you have rejected me, you are not qualified to judge me.

The white night can only continue to walk, walking in the boundless darkness.

At this moment, a warm light hit his face, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. His eyes widened, trying to see the light, but he couldn't see anything, why was that? Why was it still dark with the light.

"Because you didn't open your eyes. ”

The voice in his heart sounded again, a voice he hated so much.