Death has no scythe

Yi Dian's breathing stopped suddenly for a few seconds, Jian Bing's sense of oppression was so strong that he couldn't breathe.In addition to darkness, there is also bottomless despair.

"Are you awake?" Jian Bing's voice was a little low, and Yi Dian trembled when he heard his voice.The pain started to flare up again.No food, no water, and unscrupulous plundering and exploration have already paralyzed his spiritual consciousness.No one rescued him, as if he and Jian Bing were the only two left in the world.

I don't know how long it took, but Yi Dian himself became numb to the page full of himself.Whatever Jian Bing asked him to do, he followed suit.I have to make it after taking the medicine. If I come directly, I can save a little effort in struggling.The black camera was always above his head, he looked at his reflection, and lay naked on the ground to let the mermaid go.

Jian Bing also rewarded him for being more and more obedient, and brought him a beer bottle for fear that he would be suffocated if he didn't speak.He could drink and drink, and within a few days, the mouth of the beer bottle was full of Yi Dian's blood, and Yi Dian cheered up when he saw the bloody mouth of the bottle.The bright red thing seemed to wake up all the cells in his body, he stuck out his tongue and licked it, the salty smell spread from the tip of his tongue, his whole body clamored for more.He looked at the mouth of the bottle that had been licked clean, his eyes glowed red.

How could it be gone so quickly, like an addiction, he suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and every part of his body needed this bright red blood to comfort and supply.He dropped the beer bottle to the ground and it shattered.

The shards of the beer bottle rested on his wrist, and the dark red blood that was cut by the sharp blade slowly trickled out from behind the sharp blade. He quickly put his mouth on it, and at this moment, he seemed to be born again.

The salty smell comforted his body more than anything else, more, more flow.Not enough, too little, not enough at all.

He frantically melted one after another on his arm, watching the blood flow slowly merge into a large one, he greedily sucked every wound, until the edge of the wound turned white, and the flesh inside was almost gone Turn it out.

After a long time, he leaned against the corner, his blurred eyes gradually became clear.The pain in the arm began to erode the nerves, and it hurt to move the whole arm. He watched the blood flow to the palm and then fell to the ground along the fingers.

It shouldn't be like this, how could he become like this.But just like an addiction, only after drinking the salty liquid can I feel my heart beating and my breathing smooth.His tears fell down, and he couldn't see the room clearly. After a while, his eyelids became heavier and his consciousness became blurred.

After that, he asked for blood more and more frequently, from once a day to once every half a day.

Ling Huanian, this name is both familiar and unfamiliar.What's his name... The person on the bed rubbed his temples and couldn't remember.Jian Bing called him the Lucky Cat, but he didn't know his real name anymore.

Day after day, the room gradually became colder, and his bed was still covered with a thin air-conditioning quilt.He became sick easily, and the thin guests found it uncomfortable to hold him, and Jian Bing hadn't come for a long time.I heard that the number of videos played is very good, and some people spend their wallets on the list, and they have always been at the top of the list.

Ling Zhu opened a steamed stuffed bun shop, and he set up a plot in the backyard to make a pigsty.Fortunately, there was no bad smell, but every time Ling Zhu came to deliver food to him, his eyes looked at him as if he wanted to see through him.

Ling Zhu always kills pigs at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, and the sound of chopping the chopping board always wakes Yi Dian up from his dream.But he couldn't get out, so he had to sleep in the bed and cover his ears.

He should be happy that fewer and fewer people came to look for Yi Dian, but Ling Zhu locked him even tighter.Ling Zhu didn't know what was going on, he always smelled of alcohol, and he was so smelly that he still wanted to squeeze together with Yi Dian.He looks very tired every time, Yi Dian has been in this small room for a long time, Ling Zhu has been there since the beginning, and he has gradually become a little dependent on Ling Zhu.

The disinfectant on Ling Zhu's body smelled very strong, so he asked Ling Zhu that he had gone to the hospital to work as a nurse.

When Jian Bing saw Yi Dian again, Yi Dian was much better than when he was skinny.There is some flesh on the face, but the eyes are even more opaque and dull.He looked at Jian Bing a little confused, and his hair didn't look like it had been cut for a long time, but because it was cleaned every day, the drape just reached his shoulders, and Ling Zhu brought him a meal, and he mechanically put it into his mouth one by one, chewing Swallowed it after a few bites, didn't even care whether it was chewed or not, and swallowed hard.

Jian Bing brought him a beer bottle and adjusted the camera on his head.This is the last time, I will call it a day after this shoot.Ling Zhu's steamed stuffed bun shop was very prosperous, and with Yi Dian's tip, he paid off more than 100 million gambling debts in just one and a half years.He wanted to take away Yi Dian, the cash cow, but Ling Zhu refused to agree, so he couldn't force it.

For both him and Ling Zhu, Yi Dian couldn't stay, it was always a disaster.

He cut Yi Dian's hair like it was short at the beginning.It's not like that, in the past year and a half, he has changed a lot, he doesn't have the domineering and domineering aura of the time, and he also doesn't have the fearless vigor, and he has changed into another obediently.

Jian Bing was adjusting the camera, he took off his clothes, and followed the camera to change poses that could make people's blood boil.His clothes hung loosely on his body, didn't he reveal a little bit of seductiveness.

Ling Zhu closed the door, Jian Bing heard the sound of the lock being locked and saw that Yi Dian on the bed had already undressed and was waiting for him to go into battle with his gun.

"Yi Dian," Jian Bing suddenly wanted to talk to him before he died. He hadn't called him by this name for a long time, but he still couldn't help sighing when he didn't hear the response, "Do you still remember Ling Hua? year?"

"Hmm... I don't remember..." Yi Dian rubbed his head, his eyebrows furrowed.He felt that today's guest was very strange, why did he mention other guests' names.

Jian Bing looked at him, hesitated to speak. "Take your medicine."

Yi Dian obediently reached out and peeled off two white pills from the second drawer of the bedside table and put them in his mouth, then picked up another small bottle without a label and poured two pills for Jian Bing, "This medicine is very good, try it .”

Like selling candy, thinking that he is going to die, why not satisfy him once, Jian Bing swallowed it without hesitation.

"Do you have high blood sugar?"

"No."

This sentence was inexplicably asked, but Yi Dian's appearance suddenly made Jian Bing feel cold, his eyes were completely different from before, not dull, but greed and terror like wanting to eat him.

"You are insane, why are you looking at me like that?" The more I look at Jian Bing, the more my heart becomes furious. He looks like an ogre in a horror movie, full of red blood and saliva from the corners of his mouth, which makes his body Got a lot of goosebumps.