black abyss

Bai Nian didn't mean to be offended at all, he nodded with his expression unchanged, and said in a flat tone, "You may feel more exciting in the future."

Chiwai's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his mouth parted and he smiled: "I'm looking forward to it."

Bai Nian nodded, and sat back on the chair again. He leaned gracefully on the back of the cheap wooden chair in treatment room No. [-], turned his head to look at Nie Ping standing at the door, and asked, "Do you need help?" Team Leader Nie move a stool and sit beside us and listen together?"

Nie Ping understood Bai Nian's eviction order, and he pointed at the camera whose lens was covered by a piece of clothing with some embarrassment: "We need to save the surveillance footage."

When Bai Nian opened his mouth, he refused: "No way.

If you guys videotape me beating him to death, I might go to court again in handcuffs. "

"..." Nie Ping was speechless, thinking that there were only two people in a room, and the bound person lying on the bed died, no matter whether there was surveillance footage or not, you must be handcuffed.

Nie Ping hesitated for a while, and finally chose to exit the No. [-] treatment room silently. Before closing the door, he said earnestly, "Mr. Bai, please be merciful, this sentinel..." His research is of great significance.

He didn't dare to finish his sentence, and silently closed the door of the treatment room, but this time he didn't padlock it outside.

Bai Nian reached for the recording pen that had been placed on the table before, and this time he officially turned on the recording button. He put the recording pen on the bedside cabinet, and looked down at what was written in his notebook for a moment.

He picked up the pen that had been placed in the gap in the middle of the notebook, and tapped the nib on the paper lightly. The blank page was left with a black ink stain the size of a little fingertip due to the touch of the nib.

"Wait a minute."

Bai Nian spoke slowly.

"Ah."

I waited late for a reply.

"No memory."

Bai Nian recounted.

"Oh."

Waited late.

"I don't know when I entered the black abyss."

Reading texts during the year is generally read.

"Uh-huh."

Chiwai responded very cooperatively.

Bai Nian turned the pen slightly between his index finger and middle finger. He glanced at Chi Waiting on the bed, and said again: "I don't know that my spiritual sea will swallow other people's mental bodies."

Chiwai didn't respond like a parrot this time. He dragged his throat, and his tone was a bit like a hooligan whistling at others on the street. He asked back, "I don't know?"

Bai Nian raised his eyes to look at him.

Chi Wait opened his mouth to laugh, but his voice muttered: "My brain hurts very much.

It seems that there are ten thousand gunboats, warships, and heavy weapons in my brain for the first world war I don't know. "

He let out a sigh of relief, but looked at Bai Nian with a look of innocence, "It's a world war."

He muttered, "It's not something I can control to hurt the innocent, is it?"

Bai Nian looked at him coldly. It seemed that after the pain period had passed, the sentinel's expression became as rich as that of an actor singing on a stage. He could change several expressions and emotions within a few minutes.

"Then you won't prevent my spirit body from entering your brain?" Bai Nian asked.

Chi waited and blinked, innocent like the ignorant cub of some wild animal in the forest, he smacked his mouth and said, "You didn't ask me to tell you."

Bai Nian nodded, he closed the notebook in his hand with one hand, then lowered his body and approached Chiwai who was lying on the bed.

He looked down at Chi Wait's face, and taught him without emotion: "In the thinking of our normal people..."

Chi waited for his breathing to become heavy, and he seemed to smell the smell of the sea again at the tip of his nose, the vast, deep and silent breath of the deep sea from Bai Nian's body, and he blinked his eyes slowly under this breath.

Holding the notebook in his hand, Bai Nian slapped Chiwai's cheeks twice. The strength was not too heavy, and the rhythm was slow and regular.

Bai Nian added and explained: "The way you speak, we normal people will generally understand it as provocation."

This extremely insulting way of slapping the face caused Chiwai's eyeballs to roll several times in their eye sockets.

Bai Nian felt that he could feel the anger suppressed by the other party, and he found it a bit ridiculous.

The action of slapping the notebook on the opponent's cheek became a little heavier.

"And the provocation of an extremely dangerous sentry lying on the bed, unable to move at all."

Bai Nian's speech slowed down a little, and he said, "I can't get anything else in exchange for beatings and scolding."

Chiwai's breathing was heavy, and there was even a faint sound almost like that of a beast when it was angry.

Bai Nian sneered, and then asked, "Are you a dog?"

But Chi Wait suddenly let out a very obscene laugh during his questioning: "I want to know if you will be as energetic as you are standing in front of my hospital bed when you are in bed."

He even started to masturbate, he closed his eyes, and drew some very beautiful pictures in his brain, "Will you cry? Beg me with red eyes, knelt on the ground and can't move, begging me to let you go you."

He clicked his tongue and felt that his whole body became excited because of this reverie.

And standing beside his bed, Bai Nian, who was out of his imagination, snorted mockingly: "It's a very beautiful fantasy."

Chiwai still closed his eyes, swimming in his beautiful fantasy.

Bai Nian straightened back to his body unhurriedly. He put the notebook that he had just slapped on Chiwai's cheek on the bedside cabinet, and then clipped the pen in the other hand to the cover of the notebook.

He lowered his head, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose that had slipped slightly due to bending over, then reached out to pause the recording pen he was working on, and even unhurriedly removed the watch on his wrist and put it on the notes.

After finishing this series of actions, he glanced coldly at Chiwai who was lying on the bed.

Then he slapped Chiwai's face with his eyes still closed very quickly. His strength was so great that a slap mark instantly appeared on Chiwai's face on the bed.

Bai Nian withdrew his hand, and when he met Shang Chiwai's sudden, almost man-eating gaze, he asked him something with a fixed expression. His posture was very much like a teacher teaching a not-so-smart student, He asked: "As a human being in a disadvantaged situation, what should he do most, do you know?"

Chi Wait's eyes were red, and being beaten by the same person continuously made every nerve in his brain dance wildly in his brain.

Those uncontrollable nerve twists are instigating their masters weirdly, they want Chiwai to immediately jump up from the restrained hospital bed, grab the throat of the lifeless guide in front of him, and let the damned guide scream at him Crying and begging for mercy.

Bai Nian took out a tissue from his pocket and began to wipe his hands.

He wiped his hands without haste, while slowly uttering a syllable "um" from his nasal cavity.

This syllable has a very obvious inductive rhetorical meaning, the syllable is short and refined, and the coda is slightly picked.

Humming out of the nasal cavity of the calm-faced Bai Nian, it gave people the illusion of being heavy on the upper body, as if he should be a student who made mistakes, and could only stand in front of his teacher and bow his head to admit his mistakes.

And the other person who was questioned in this space was lying on the hospital bed with his hands and feet stretched out.

He swallowed very hard in his throat several times, and he was so excited that he kept secreting saliva in his mouth. He swallowed several times in a row, and then swallowed the saliva produced by white years back into his stomach.

With a hoarse voice, he snorted aggressively: "I really want to see you cry.

I want to see you look like you can't even cry. "

Bai Nian's palm was still covered with a white paper towel that smelled of tea, through the paper, he gently patted Chiwai's other half of face that had no palm marks.

That action did not seem to be beating and insulting the patient lying on the bed, but rather like a caring doctor comforting his patient lying on the bed.

"Huh?" Bai Nian calmly said, "What?" His voice was short and indifferent.

Chi waited for Bai Nian's almost soothing action, his eyes closed slightly, and he even rubbed his side face against Bai Nian's palm.

Bai Nian raised his eyebrows, thinking that the other party might let out two dog barks from his throat in the next second to signal his surrender at the moment.

Bai Nian withdrew his hand, with a bored expression on his face.

——Dog training, Bai Nian understands.

Then he saw Chi Wait opened his eyes: "I was wrong, Teacher Bai."

His voice was sincere, and his attitude of admitting his mistakes seemed very pious.

Bai Nian withdrew his hand and continued to slowly wipe each of his fingers with a tissue.

Then I saw a smile in Chiwai's eyes, like an anti-social person who found a toy he likes, and Chiwai's eyes carried a curiosity and a desire to destroy that he couldn't hide.

Chi Wait smiled and asked, "Do you want me to say that, Mr. Bai?"

Bai Nian threw down the tissue in his hand, opened the recorder on the bedside table that had paused recording, took back the notebook, pen and his watch on it, and sat back on the chair again.

He looked at Chiwai and found it interesting.

very interesting.