[Comprehensive fear] This shitty world

Luo Keke struggled to wake up from the dream, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, the feeling of being strangled to death made Luo Keke tremble uncontrollably.

She still remembered the powerlessness that rose from the depths of her soul when the icy black hair was wrapped around her neck, and all her struggles seemed very pale in front of this strange force.

She entered the pool soaked with Chu Renmei's bones, but what she met was Kayako from Japan.

Inside the opened door, she saw Chu Renmei's blue figure being swallowed into her body bit by bit by Kayako, Chu Renmei was struggling feebly, her pale arms waving frantically in the air, but she resisted. The huge suction force from Kayako's body could not help being dragged into Kayako's body bit by bit.

Kayako, who had devoured Chu Ren's beautiful soul body, became even more powerful. She turned her head, her pale face covered with vicious resentment.

The rattling sound was like the ear-piercing sound of a rusty machine, and Kayako's body was walking towards her in a strange manner.

At that moment, Luo Keke really thought that he would die there, be mercilessly swallowed into the body by Kayako, become a part of her body, and stay there forever and ever.

...... Never thought, she came back.

Rococo quickly settled down and jumped up neatly from the bed.

A dream was always a dream, and had no effect on her life, did it?

On the blue floral bed sheet, long black hair spread out from nowhere, and soon submerged the blue bed sheet, the black hair wriggling slowly as if alive.

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Ah Liang in the same office didn't know what happened. He didn't come to work today. The work of four people was divided among three people.

At this point, there were no buses on the street, and while Lu Keke slandered the company's inhumanity, he stretched out his hand to hail a taxi.

The driver is a middle-aged uncle who talks a lot. Rococo can only hear him talking about all kinds of gossip along the way, from the broken underground pipeline in the west of the city that has not been repaired for several days to the horrific murder that happened in the past two days. The victim was injured by a sharp weapon. , The state of death is very miserable.

Luo Keke just hummed a few times politely, but his chaotic mind couldn't understand what he said.

Back home, after dragging his exhausted body to wash, Rococo fell down on the big soft bed and soon fell asleep.

****

Looking at her white and tender little arms and legs, Rococo sighed helplessly. When will this kind of day of walking around be the end?

This time Rococo was dressed as a three-year-old little loli who couldn't even walk steadily.

Misha Lecter has a wealthy family, her parents are noble and elegant, her elder brother Hannibal Lecter is seven or eight years older than Misha, and he is also a gentle and elegant boy.

The genes of the Lecter family are very good, and the brother and sister have a very good appearance. When Misha laughed, people's hearts melted, and they wished to spoil her to the bone marrow.

The Lecter couple was very busy, and Misha was almost brought up by Hannibal. He was worried about those rough-handed servants, fearing that they would accidentally hurt his sculpted sister.

Misha is also very attached to this brother. After Rococo replaced the original owner, she also likes this brother who loves her very much.

Hannibal seems to be a very gentle person, but he is only a teenager, and there is still some naughty factor in his bones.

In spring, he took Rococo to fish by the beautiful lake. The green grass was like a soft straw mat. Rococo's small body rolled around on the green lawn, giggling.

With a doting smile on his face, Hannibal reached out to pick off the grass clippings on his sister's blond hair, but she threw him on the lawn, and the iron bucket placed by his feet was accidentally kicked over, and the small silver fish lay on the shore. Jumping hard, splashing a string of crystal water drops.

Rococo Lake's blue eyes were bent, and a sweet smile appeared on his slightly baby-fat face: "Brother, Misha likes brother the most."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Keke felt her cheeks burning up. What kind of madness did she have to say this nasty words? Could it be that her IQ has degenerated after being a little girl for a long time?

Hannibal was very happy, this was the first time his sister had expressed his liking so clearly, how could he not be happy?

"Brother, brother also likes Misha the most."

The roar of the plane broke the tranquility of the lake, and Rococo looked in horror at the plane passing over the castle standing in the distance, with a faint look of fear on his face.

Sensing Rococo's uneasiness, Hannibal took Rococo into his arms, comforted her softly, and ran towards the castle with her in his arms.

As the castle got closer and closer, the noisy roar made Rococo's nerves stretched to the peak.

She has traveled through many worlds, those worlds have terrible zombies and horrible ghosts, but she has never encountered a war.

It turns out that all happiness and tranquility are illusions. Rococo, who lives in a peaceful age, has never experienced war, but she clearly knows the horror of war.

Rococo was put on the carriage by Hannibal, which had already been loaded with various things, and left the home where he had lived for less than a year with his parents.

The flames of war are spreading crazily, and the whole of Europe is almost burned by the flames. There are desolate cities everywhere, displaced civilians, numbed by anger and fear, people are struggling to live, even if the world is crazy, as long as they live, as long as they live .

"Dad, when can we go home?" Hannibal asked softly while hugging his sister.

The handsome middle-aged man touched Hannibal's head and said, "As long as Hannibal is obedient and protects Misha well, we will be able to go back soon."

In the quiet log cabin, the flames of war seem to be far away from here, and the Lecter family lived here.

Rococo, who was running around all the way, was dirty and could no longer see her original tenderness.

Mom smiled and scratched Rococo's little nose: "Misha has become a little dirty pig."

The small red copper tub was filled with hot water, and my mother stripped Rococo naked and put her into the tub regardless of Rococo's struggles.

The situation was not forgiving, Rococo sat aggrieved in the bathtub, allowing himself to be watched by the two men, one big and one small next to him.

She is a little girl now, it's okay, it's okay, she can't see anything anyway.

Seeing that Rococo's mood seemed a little low, Hannibal took off a silver bracelet from Rococo's chubby wrist.

"Misha, look at Bubbles."

Seeing Hannibal trying his best to coax her, Rococo's mood improved inexplicably. At this time, she seemed to have really become a child, playing this childish game with Hannibal.

"Brother, I blow a lot of bubbles~~~~"

"Misha, look, is this bubble big?"

The laughter of the two filled the entire log cabin, and the haze brought by the war seemed to be far away from them at this moment.

The whole family sat at the dining table happily. Although the meals on the table were extremely simple, there were happy smiles on their faces.

There is nothing happier than being together as a family, isn't there?

There was a rumbling sound, and Hannibal ran to the window to see that a huge vehicle overwhelmed the small house next to him.

The disaster at the Lecter family has just begun.

The parents were called out of the wooden house by Russian soldiers, shot by machine guns on the plane, and unfortunately died.

The two fresh lives died in an instant, and Hannibal ran outside frantically, hugging his father's body and howling.

Rococo watched all this dully, and walked to Hannibal involuntarily.

"Brother." Rococo's voice was filled with panic. If Hannibal would die here, what's the point of her being alive?

Overwhelmed by great grief, Hannibal was brought back to his senses by Rococo's voice. He looked up at Rococo standing beside him, suddenly put down his father in his arms, took her hand and ran desperately towards the cabin.

Mom and Dad are dead, he still has Misha, and he has to protect her well.

****

The war didn't know when it would end, and Hannibal didn't dare to leave here with his younger sister. In this broken log cabin that was once full of family laughter, Hannibal and his younger sister depended on each other for life.

"Misha, be good, open your mouth."

Hannibal took a spoonful of mashed potatoes and stuffed it into Rococo's mouth.

This year's snow has been particularly heavy, and the beasts in the forest are hungry and wandering around, looking for food.

The stored food was getting less and less, but Hannibal didn't dare to leave Misha and leave the cabin to find food. Just bear with it, and when the snow melted, they would have something to eat.

"Brother, have you eaten?"

Luo Ke is not a three-year-old child, she can clearly see that Hannibal has not eaten for several meals, and when she was very hungry, she saw him secretly using the snow at the door to satisfy his hunger.

"Brother, you eat." Rococo turned his head and said stubbornly, he was just a child, how could she bear to finish the food he saved?

Hannibal forced a smile, his stomach was so hungry that he couldn't feel it, but he wanted to protect his sister.

"Misha, I've eaten."

"My brother doesn't eat, and I don't eat either." Rococo insisted. She knew Hannibal's stubbornness, but if he didn't eat, how could he persist?

Rococo stretched out his thin little hand, grabbed the spoon in Hannibal's hand, scooped up a large spoonful of mashed potatoes and handed it to his mouth.

"Misha, um..." Hannibal opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Rococo took the opportunity to stuff the spoonful of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

Subconsciously swallowed the food into the stomach, the stomach that had not eaten for a long time was a little uncomfortable because of the sudden foreign body, and it twitched slightly.

"My brother won't eat it, and neither will Misha."

If you are gone, how can I persevere in this crazy world?

***

The dilapidated wooden door was kicked open from the outside, and several soldiers in tattered military uniforms ran in.

Seeing those people, a strong sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Rococo's heart.

Hannibal tried to protect his sister with a stick, but was teased by those people like a cat and a mouse.

Finally one of the soldiers pointed a gun at Misha, threatening Hannibal to drop his stick.

Hannibal and Rococo were tied together and thrown into the attic.

The deserters who rummaged around the cabin for food only found a few moldy potatoes, which could not resist hunger at all.

Several pairs of green eyes looked at the two children in the attic.

Hannibal seemed to have noticed something, and looked at those people in a panic.

Humans are sometimes scarier than demons.

The furniture in the cabin was roughly chopped up by the soldiers, a bonfire was lit, and the tub filled with water was put on the bonfire, and the little girl's body was stripped clean and placed in it.

Pieces of wood were thrown into the bonfire, and the flames burned more and more vigorously, the water in the bathtub was tumbling, and a strong aroma filled the air.

"No, no, Misha!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Hannibal's shrill screams echoed above the forest.

Brother, don't be sad, Misha doesn't hurt, really.