You can't hurt the author who wears meat

The world is made up of high gray walls and iron nets, surrounded by an endless sea.

Shutter Island, a prison for serious criminals who can only enter but cannot exit.

Here there is no law, no mercy, no redemption, not even hope.Prisoners face only endless imprisonment or death.In this deformed micro-society, the warden with fixed power becomes the king of the island, his will is the system, his words are the law, and his mood determines the life and death of everyone.He dominates everything, allowing corrupt desires to grow crazily in places where no light can be seen!

As night fell, Shutter Island Prison ushered in its grand party as usual.

Gasps and murmurs come from every room, some are joyful, some are painful;All kinds of sounds are intertwined, and finally formed a strange movement, which became more and more intense on this isolated island far from the land, like a desperate singer, whose voice pierced the sky.

The young warden easily subdued the prisoner, twisting his arm to an unbelievable degree, the flesh was red, it looked dislocated, and the other hand was hanging limply.

He contentedly stroked this body trembling with severe pain, even though this strong European was the head of the prisoners in the West Zone, he was still as vulnerable as an ant in front of him.But the prisoner had no will to give in, his eyes shone fiercely, like a wounded wolf, and his hatred was burning.The unyielding eyes made the warden full of joy, and it seemed that even the boring life on the deserted island sparked a little joy. He said happily: "Very good, I haven't been defeated yet, I don't like toys like puppets."

"Do you think you have won?" The prisoner sneered: "One day I will overthrow your rule and let you taste the taste of being a prisoner!"

"Wait and see." The young warden will not fear any threat, because he is the master, the apex of this pyramid, the god of these lowly prisoners.He grabbed the prisoner by the hair and dragged him to the window, forcing him to twist his neck to look down.The playground was full of naked bodies. Prison guards brutally drove prisoners away with electric batons, forced them to walk forward on their stomachs like dogs, and humiliated the rebels wantonly.

The prisoner gritted his teeth and refused to give in, his two dislocated arms dangling like a swing.The warden leaned into his ear and said in an evil voice, "You can choose to be like them, or, to be mine..."

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"I wiped it, I finally finished writing." With a roar, after clicking to save the document, Han Pangyuan, who had worked all day, could finally take a break and look away from the computer screen: "Group sex is really difficult. Fortunately, I read countless pictures. , otherwise I wouldn’t be able to write this paragraph. Hmph, how could such a huge crowd of people be drawn, that person is going to howl..."

Thinking of that angry face, Han Pangyuan showed a smirk, and the tiredness just now was swept away.He regained his energy, looked for a very yellow and violent head portrait in the penguin, double-clicked ferociously, and happily typed a few words: I finished writing.

A few seconds later, the very yellow and violent profile picture jumped up, and it was concise and to the point: Send it.

Soon, a document titled "The Most Real Shutter Island Group Sex Record—Sleepless Night in Evil Hell, Brother Prison Guard, Take It Easy, Brother Prisoner Is the Most Afraid of Pain" was passed on.After a few minutes of silence, the very yellow and violent profile picture jumped a few more times, and sent this message: I want to use crowd tactics to destroy me, dreaming!

Seeing this reply, Han Pangyuan picked his nostrils, quite disapproving, even a little contemptuous: "You think I wrote a table of mahjong for three people or five people fighting the landlord, you are dreaming, I wrote a gorgeous 32 people , just drawing people is enough for you to vomit blood, and there are so many difficult moves. How about it, I deliberately made things difficult for you, hahahaha!"

He turned off the phone happily, and walked into the bathroom with a triumphant expression on his face.

The warm water is sprinkled down, and the mist permeates the entire bathroom, which can dispel the fatigue of the day.It was time to enjoy it, but his eyes stayed on the dressing table, where a delicately crafted crystal photo frame was placed, shining brightly under the incandescent lamp.The glass casing is well designed and the sealing effect is first-class, even if it is placed in the bathroom, it will not get damp. Inside is a group photo of two big boys, one tall and one short.

The short one had fair skin and a flushed face. He looked only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was cute, but he had a melancholy that didn't match his age.The boy next to him was a head taller than him. Although he was the same age, he had already lost his childishness. Both his facial features and height were already like an adult.He doesn't smile, he rejects people thousands of miles away, exuding indifference from his bones.Although they are next to each other, they are not very close and each has their own concerns. The monument of H University stands behind, and the smiling statue is in stark contrast to the two people in front.

A rather ironic group photo was treasured by Han Pangyuan as a treasure, and many photos were washed and placed in various places in the room.

Because this is the commemorative photo he took when he entered school with his childhood sweetheart and best friend Liu Lindong seven years ago, and it is also the last photo of them together, which is very precious.

"You've been ignoring me for seven years, do you still plan to continue?" His eyes dimmed, and his self-confidence just now was washed away by the water.

He couldn't help but touch the face of the person in the photo with his hands. The tall person is his best friend, best friend, and first love whom he has been secretly in love with for 13 years. Liu Lindong: "Just lose." What will happen if you give it to me once, damn it, please stop ignoring me, I can't stand my feelings for you anymore...Lin Dong, I like you...I like you so much..."

Repressed emotions, when they erupt, are always extraordinarily violent.

He choked helplessly, and the fingers holding the dressing table turned white from too much force. It took a long time for him to calm down: "I have tried all kinds of postures that violate human engineering , if the crowd tactics can't handle you, what should I do..."

He didn't want to give up, but he had reached the limit, he lowered his head, only anxiety remained in his eyes.

Han Pangyuan is a writer, and a meaty writer, who specializes in writing restricted novels.And his partner, who is responsible for providing illustrations for his novels, is Liu Lindong, who was so good at wearing a pair of pants when he was a child, but for some reason when he grew up, he suddenly ignored him for seven years.

Speaking of Liu Lindong, many people may not know who it is, but when it comes to his pseudonym Panny Donglin, everyone knows it.This blockbuster illustrator has taken a place in the painting world with his exquisite composition and bold ideas that make people unable to move away. Four years of hard work have not been in vain, and now he is a top-notch hit.Not only did the painting collection sell well, but even the novels he helped draw illustrations became popular, it was a god-making machine.

But there are accidents in everything, and there are also writers who can't get popular with the illustrations of the masters, such as Han Pangyuan.

He resolutely quit his job as a teacher with good benefits and decent to write meat essays. His purpose was actually very simple, just to find an excuse to stay by Liu Lindong who ignored him.But writing restricted-rated novels is much more difficult than he imagined. Even after three months of GV, the articles he writes still lack imagery.It's not because of poor writing style. In fact, Han Pangyuan's article is well written, but he just can't grasp the key points and can't create an immersive feeling. This may be related to his lack of experience in that field.

Because of bitter love, he is still a virgin after living for 25 years, and he rarely uses his right hand.

"I will die alone like this, and I will be alone until I die." Whenever he thinks of his hopeless unrequited love, he will have all kinds of negative views: "Lin Dong is so handsome, and the most indispensable thing around him is a beautiful woman, why? He will fall in love with a boring man like me. Hehe, I am really delusional, maybe it is because I didn’t hide it well enough to let him find out that I have disgusting thoughts, so he alienated me so much... But, since he hates me, why did he agree to that? Absurd bet. Lin Dong, I don't understand, what are you thinking?"

The bet in his mouth originated from the celebration banquet a month ago.

That day was the signing event of Penny Donglin's latest personal painting collection "How Many Colors, Dazed Looks, Look at My Panic".With a thick skin like the city wall, Han Pangyuan insisted on getting in with the editor without an invitation, but it was a pity that he didn't squeeze into the protagonist's side from the beginning to the end.

Liu Lindong held a red wine glass all night, and greeted everyone gracefully, except Han Pangyuan.

"Asshole, why do you keep ignoring me and hate me so much?" He was unhappy, got drunk, followed the man to the bathroom, and asked loudly: "We are good friends who grew up together, why are we like this now? , What did I do wrong!"

The man frowned, and pushed away the drunk who was sticking to him like an octopus, thinking that he was here to pester the illustration again: "It's useless to draw anything for you, anyway, it won't be popular anyway, why don't you go back to be a teacher, don't you? Come in this circle."

"Who, who said that I came here to ask for illustrations." It was that contemptuous look again, which was really annoying: "I said, great painter, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"You drank too much." Liu Lindong took out his phone and prepared to call a taxi for him.

Seeing his lukewarm attitude, he knew that he was born, but Han Pangyuan refused to accept his fate.

He grabbed his hand suddenly, and he didn't know where the courage came from. He actually entangled him with the strength of alcohol, and entangled him relentlessly: "Hahaha, I knew it, you didn't dare to bet with me at all. Why, because You have been a coward, a coward, and a soft bone since you were a child. When you were bullied when you were a child, you only dared to cry and run home. If I hadn’t protected you, you would have been bullied so much that you dare not go to school, so you are afraid of losing, afraid of losing I!"

His emotions reached the peak, even his fingertips were trembling, his face was wrinkled into a small walnut, and his tears flowed into a river without knowing when.I don't know if it was because he was crying too much, or if the past touched the man's nerves, he was stunned for a while, and said for the first time, "What do you want to bet on?"

"What are you betting on..." Han Pangyuan repeated foolishly. He blurted it out impulsively and never thought about what to bet on, but this opportunity is in front of him.He sniffed, grabbed Liu Lin's stuffed hand and refused to let go, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then bet I will write you to draw. The rule is very simple, if I can write a novel that you can't draw , then you can accompany me...accompany me to roll the sheets once, dare you!"

In order to strengthen his courage, he deliberately raised his voice to strengthen his courage, but he didn't know that the trembling voice betrayed him.

The expression on Liu Lindong's face was not good, but he still calmly grabbed Han Pangyuan's collar, and pulled the clingy drunk away like a chicken: "Okay, twelve articles is the deadline, if you can write something that even me If you can't draw meaty text, I will accompany you to bed once."

He directly used the word "going to bed", which made Han Pangyuan startled from ear to ear, and stood there dumbfounded, unable to believe it was true.

"I didn't expect him to take it seriously. Because he won't lose, so he agreed without hesitation. Use this method to solve the annoying me..." After recalling, Han Pangyuan's mood became even more depressed. He took a hasty shower and was very depressed. turn on the computer.Sure enough, the very pornographic and violent profile picture had already sent an offline file, but within 10 minutes, he had already finished the sketch, and it was quite vivid.

"Damn it." He didn't want to look at the drawing of this amazingly efficient ghost anymore, he turned off the picture, and despair spread all over his body: "This is already the No. 12 article, and I can't do anything with him in my life... ..."

"Oh, don't be so depressed, Mr. Han, you have to think on the bright side in everything." Just when Han Pangyuan was curled up on the chair and his whole body was chilling, an exaggerated male voice came from the air.Immediately afterwards, a group of black shadows fell to the ground with a loud bang.The person who came was a white-haired man dressed in black, with strange lines on his face, and a pleasant smile: "I am the God of time travel, and I am here to fulfill your wish."

"Ahhhh—thief, help, there are thieves!" The man who appeared out of nowhere frightened Han Pangyuan so much that his brain almost stopped functioning, he grabbed a slipper as a weapon: "Don't come here, I know kung fu .”

The man spread his hands, not caring about his threat: "So, you have given up and don't want to get Mr. Liu's love anymore? There will be no pies in the sky, and people who stand still will not be able to pick up gold ingots. If I were You'll do whatever it takes to pursue your own happiness, instead of sitting here moaning."

"Who the hell are you..." Being poked in a sore spot was more uncomfortable than being stripped naked.

"It's been said that I am the god of time travel." The man picked his nostrils, changed his sitting position in the air, and folded his long legs together: "Look, I didn't land, it's not magic."

Han Pangyuan looked at it stupidly for a long time before putting away the slippers: "You said, are you here to help me?"

"That's right, the almighty god of time travel can do anything." The man jumped off the ground and took out something like a contract from his arms: "But I can't do it for nothing, you have to sign a contract with me to guarantee the relationship between us." The transaction is real and reliable, and of course I have to get something from you as a reward, but this will not harm the personal safety of you or your family. It will not kill you, nor let you do illegal things, everything is in within reason."

"What do you want me to do?" There is no such a good thing in the world, but it makes Han Pangyuan wary, and this God of time travel seems very unreliable.

Maybe he was under too much pressure and had an unrealistic dream.

But the other party saw through his thoughts at a glance, let out a weird laugh, and mocked: "You said Liu Lindong is a coward, but you, you dare not even pursue what you really want in your dreams, you are more terrifying than a shrunken ostrich Let me tell you this, during the period of your hesitation, your sweetheart may be having sex with your goddess, or you may have met your soul mate, or you may have to leave due to an accident. In short, the world is impermanent, you don’t know What will happen tomorrow, instead of worrying too much and not daring to move forward, it is better to go all out and try.”

It may be that the sentence of having sex with the goddess stimulated Han Pangyuan's nerves, and some unbearable images appeared in his mind, and his brain became congested.

Under the control of impulse, he snatched the contract angrily, without even reading the content, he turned to the last page and signed his name: "I'm not a coward, and I don't care who he loves, I just... I just..."

He gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't utter the half sentence.

"I understand." The man patted him on the shoulder, with an expression that I understand you very well: "Okay, as long as you pass the level smoothly, I will fulfill your wish and let you and Liu Lindong love each other forever."

"Clear the level? Hey, what do you want me to do!" It's over, it seems that things are not as simple as he thought.Han Pangyuan cried out badly, and wanted to snatch back the contract and take a good look at it, but how could a man give him a chance? He flew to the ceiling with a whistling sound, with a happy smile on his face: "It's very simple, let's play a game, and I will let you travel through the world." In the twelve fleshy essays written by myself, you can get rewards after you clear the level according to the prompts."

"Come on, life is an RPG." After speaking, the man blew a kiss, and disappeared instantly as if he had arrived suddenly.

"What is this..." The mysterious man who came and went like the wind was completely ignorant of the inside contract, and Han Pangyuan stood there stupidly, not knowing that he had caused a catastrophe.Two seconds later, he realized that he should find someone to discuss the situation just now, and the first thing that came to his mind was naturally Liu Lindong.

He hurried to the living room, but before he reached the telephone, the room began to twist, and the surrounding scenery was spinning at a high speed, getting faster and faster.The dizziness made him fall to the ground, not knowing how to react.Immediately afterwards, a black hole appeared on the ceiling, sweeping everything in the room crazily, and the strong suction made Han Pangyuan fly into the air. He screamed in fear, trying to grab everything that could stabilize his body, but failed.He was sucked into the black hole, rolled in the pitch-black tunnel, and it took an unknown amount of time before he fell to the side of a high gray wall.

"Stand up, you bastard!" A fierce voice rang in his ears, and then a rough foot kicked him hard. Han Pangyuan shrank back in pain, but was grabbed by his hair and pulled up.

"It hurts, stop..." He resisted instinctively, only to attract more attacks.

While staggering, he was dragged up and dragged to the high metal gate. He looked up at a loss, only to see a few large characters printed on the high wall - Shutter Island Prison!

The author has something to say: Don't be intimidated by the description of the prison, this is a sweet story, a 1V1 sweet story of body and mind! ! !