dead fiancée returns

Shen Shuning was brought back to the room. With a click, the door was locked, and as the footsteps moved away, everything fell silent.

He looked at Jobson who was huddled in the corner, and walked slowly behind him.Jobson was beaten so badly that his hands and feet were bloody, and even his bones were smashed into pieces, scattered among the lumps of flesh.

He originally wanted to ask Jobson why he said he was an accomplice, but at this moment he suddenly didn't really want to ask.

"Jobson..." He knelt down, trying to treat the wound for him, but Jobson's body trembled, half of his hands and half of his feet retracted inside, and the pain caused him to groan. Ah crying, extremely depressing, extremely painful.

The outstretched fingers retracted little by little like this, Shen Shuning drank the tap water in silence, and returned to his bed, he took out the letter that he had read countless times, read it word by word and then closed his eyes .

There was nothing dirty on the dining cart that was pushed over the next day. The food might be a little messy, but at least it was clean.God knows this is much better than when they were in room number ten.

Jobson was no longer a competitor to them, and his tragic situation yesterday had calmed down their unwillingness and jealousy. Instead, there was a kind of pity for a dead fox, which made them unwilling to target Jobson anymore, and to show some sympathy. move.

This is the first time Shen Shuning has eaten food from the dining car since he entered Room 120. He also took some food that is good for physical recovery and gave Jobson some ice cream that Jobson liked. Jobson was silent for a long time, stretched out He took it with his other good hand, and his voice was hoarse in the dead of night.

"Number 23, do you know the ending of the hunger platform?"

Shen Shuning closed his eyes without responding.

Jobson said to himself, "The male lead did a lot of things to let the people above know what happened to them below, and even gave his own life, but the child he sent up with his life did not exist at all, the only complete Seeking help from the pudding, in the eyes of the people above, it is just a defective product that is stained with a hair and does not want to be eaten."

"Oh, we are all a bunch of ridiculous clowns." He said, and suddenly let out a giggle.

After that, Jobson never had any communication with him again.

Shen Shuning was so tired that he didn't want to talk to anyone anymore, and he didn't want to have contact with anyone anymore, but he couldn't just ignore Jobson, who had a broken leg, and there was a kind of water and ice relationship between him and Jobson. The state, although there is a handover, is freezing cold.

A week later, Jobson was barely able to move. He no longer accepted his help, but took his own food with a cane. They no longer had any contact, and a room was divided into two territories, which did not invade each other.

Looking at the back of Jobson who can no longer straighten up.

Shen Shuning knew that Jobson, who dreamed of being a hero and a hero, had disappeared.

He didn't know what happened to Jobson, but he thought it must be a very desperate thing, so desperate that he gave up all thoughts of being a hero and willingly became number 22.

So he didn't want to blame him, and he didn't want to forgive him either.

Half a month later, the room was changed again.

Jobson was moved to another room by the caretaker, they were completely separated, and he ushered in a third roommate—a child in a wheelchair who was as tall as him.An ID badge number zero hangs around his neck.

That child is very special, his eyes are very cold, not the snake-like coldness of the watchman, but the coldness of the snow-capped mountains and dense forests, and the deep coldness of the polar deep forest.

When meeting his gaze, Shen Shuning felt as if she had sunk into the frozen deep sea, and it was getting deeper and deeper, unable to break free.

However...he doesn't seem to have seen this child. Of course, there are five or six hundred children in the entire experimental base, and he can't remember all of them. It's just that this child has such a special temperament, so he shouldn't have no impression.

They were lucky to be in room one.

Shen Shuning doesn't really want to get in touch with the other party, but it's not that easy.

Because No. 0 is obviously a waste of life with a serious cleanliness obsession. He sits in a wheelchair and doesn't want to wash near the toilet or use tap water. He changes his clothes once a day. There are very few things in the mouth.

He wasn't sure if Zero was like them at first, until he saw Zero changing clothes.

Zero's body is densely covered with pinholes, and there are many traces of surgery, the most conspicuous one should be the chest, and a large area of ​​surgical traces can be clearly seen on the left chest.

He seems to have been through many experiments, and far longer than them.

Noticing his gaze, Zero looked back at him, then put on his clothes.

After living together for a long time, he began to have contact with Zero.No. Zero has a serious cleanliness obsession, but because of his disability, he is responsible for cleaning the room twice a day, including the toilet.

"I don't like the water in this room."

When the Warden arrived, Zero spoke.

He sat safely in the wheelchair, holding the sides of the wheelchair with his hands, and his back was as straight as a bamboo.

Facing the caretaker that all the children were afraid of, his tone couldn't be calmer, without any fluctuations.

The guard looked over coldly, and finally asked someone to supply a new water source to Room [-].

Shen Shuning knew that number zero was the same as them, but different from them. The watchmen would not pay attention to their needs, and would even teach them a lesson, but the watchmen would satisfy the needs raised by number zero.

The children were very dissatisfied with the special treatment of No. [-], but they had nothing to do, because No. [-] was in Room [-], and they could only express their anger by swearing across the air, even he who was in Room [-] could not express their anger. avoid.

But soon they shut up.

The guards took the child who yelled the loudest out of the room and beat him with an iron rod. The child's screams resounded through the closed room, and he was lying in a pool of blood dripping with blood, making the sound of drinking from his mouth.

"It's okay to have the treatment of number zero." The guard took off the blood-stained glove, threw it on the child, and replaced it with new gloves. "Receive experiments four times a month for three years. If you survive, of course you can enjoy the same privileges as number zero."

"Take it for treatment..."

The dying child was taken out, and the closed room was cleaned again. The air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. Shen Shuning couldn't help but glanced at Zero sitting in the wheelchair.

The child's side face was thin and pale, making those eyes even colder.

Four times a month for...experiments?

It hurts once, but four times, how did you persevere?

He didn't know, but he thought he couldn't hold on.