marriage on paper

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Damp, cold, squeaking rats, maggots wriggling everywhere, the sour and rotten smell lingering in the air, and...

Curled up in a corner, a child who doesn't know life or death.

"Um...brother...brother,"

The child's intermittent murmurs escaped from his mouth, and then he heard something cheerfully chewing in the corner.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, but when his hands touched the ground, he felt a heart-rending pain.

He couldn't see his fingers in the dungeon. He groped with his left hand to raise his right hand, and the tentacled flesh told him silently what kind of horrific abuse it had suffered.

The boy's heartbeat accelerated violently, he was already injured like this, what about his brother?

"elder brother……"

The boy sobbed softly, as if a huge beast was dormant in the depths of the dungeon where he couldn't reach his fingers, the heavy "gasping sound" roared.

With a clear mind, he knew that it was the cold wind blowing in from the vent of the dungeon, but he still couldn't help but feel scared.

Darkness is always scary.

He curled up to endure the wave of cold air, and then leaned against the wall to get closer to the place where the rat screamed the loudest.

"Brother, are you there?"

It was he who made the mistake, but every time, his brother would be punished along with him.

At this time, he hoped that his brother was not here, but also hoped that his brother was here.

"Uh..." There was a weak cry of pain, followed by a burst of moaning rats.

"Brother, brother, are you here?" He was about to cry, sobbing, he took two quick steps towards the direction of the voice.

"Xiaozhi, don't cry, I'm fine!"

"Brother, what happened to you just now?" The child named Xiaozhi finally got close to his brother, and touched his brother's leg with a small hand that was only slightly injured.

"...Don't touch it, it's broken." The boy's voice was neither sad nor happy, even calm.

"Woooo, broken? Why did she throw you down after it was broken, you will die..." The little boy moved up the strangely shaped leg with trembling hands, wanting to see where his brother was hurting. hurt.

Before he fell into a coma, his brother was already covered in blood from being whipped by that crazy woman. I don't know if he was injured elsewhere.

The boy grabbed the child's hand and tore off the few pitiful pieces hanging on his body.

"No, it's just a few whips, I can't die."

He was hit hard on the head, and his vision doubled before he fell into a coma. Now he was completely in the dark, unable to see anything, and could only fumble around to bandage the child.

"Brother, don't wrap me, I'm fine, you wrap your legs, legs..."

"I can't wrap my legs," the boy stubbornly bandaged his younger brother's wound. "You have a traumatic injury. There are bacteria everywhere. If you don't bandage it, you will have a fever at night."

He couldn't see it, and he didn't know if the cloths on his chest were dry, so he shook his head feebly after thinking about it.

The dungeon is full of pubic lice and rats. When I wake up, I am still bitten by rats. I don’t know how many times I have been visited by these rats. Where can I get clean?

But it’s even worse without bandaging. There are worms burrowing into the body along the wounds in the corners of the cracks in the walls. If they get in, life would be worse than death.

When the wound was being bandaged, the little boy couldn't help it anymore, his body shrank into a ball, trembling pitifully.

"I'm sorry brother, if I don't run away, you won't be implicated by me."

"My punishment has nothing to do with your escape."

That woman tortured herself once every half a month, it was a fixed number, as long as she survived the torment, she would torment herself to death.

This time, it just happened to take the name of the child running away and his own ineffective supervision.

"I'm sorry, brother," the child buried his head in his arms, the cold and pain made him desperate, but what made him even more desperate... "I'm too scared, I don't want to be like little sister Qi."

Tears fell drop by drop on the damp ground, swallowed by the darkness and integrated into one, just like his hope of escaping was annihilated by despair in repeated failures.

Xiao Qi!

The young man's expression showed a kind of vicissitudes that did not match his age, and his jet-black eyes seemed darker than this bottomless dungeon.

The child who was given away as a gift.

She fled to the "home" where she thought she could save her life. In the end, the man who called himself "father" cut her throat with a knife, and the blood stained the roses in the garden.

"Don't be afraid, you have not yet reached the age of differentiation, and you will not be given as a gift."

Teenagers are not very good at comforting people, stating terrible truths.

The child is 12 years old and has two years to go through differentiation.

However, such a cry-loving brat will probably decompose into an omega. Judging by his usual smart appearance, his level should not be too low.

However, unless it is an S-level omega, it can't change the tragic fate of being played and tortured by others.

If he doesn't say anything, the child knows it, so he runs away again and again.

The squeaking noises of mice gathered from not far away again, and the child shrank in fright and moved towards the boy.

There is no light source in the dungeon, even after staying here for a long time, I still can't see anything, but just listening to the creaking and screaming sounds makes people feel scalp numb and shudder.

Both of them had serious injuries, and the strong smell of blood was like two moving cakes in the eyes of these hungry and crazy mice. They could feel the smell of the rats from a distance of three or four meters. ready to move.

"Brother, brother, mice...can mice eat people?"

The boy smiled wryly, but did not answer.

Normal mice won't, but a group of large mutant mice that eat carrion and drink raw blood all the year round will.

"Brother..." The little boy's hands trembled violently, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, imagining a group of hungry and crazy mice sitting not far from him, staring at him hungry, he almost peed in fright.

"Squeak..." Suddenly, there was a sharp cry, and a bunch of rats with fists the size of their fists fell from above their heads.

The fat mouse bared its fangs, its tentacles were sticky and disgusting, and its slippery fur seemed to be holding a dank snake, making it chill from head to toe.

"Lu Zhi!"

Lu Junyan screamed and jumped up from the bed. He was panting heavily, grabbed something in his hand, and threw it out subconsciously.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", followed by the sound of shattering glass.

Lu Junyan's fingertips trembled slightly, squinting his eyes and wandering around before seeing clearly where he was.

I am in the dormitory of Chitu Camp.

Lu Junyan squeezed the swollen eyebrows, and let out a long and exhausted breath.

It's been a long time since I had a childhood dream!

Probably because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night. In the past few days, he has been haunted by nightmares, and the memory that he deliberately forgot and could hide, all popped up and made him feel angry.

Lu Junyan looked at the mess all over the floor, and got out of bed helplessly to clean it up.

It was already past five o'clock in the morning, and it was still pitch black outside, and he couldn't sleep for the remaining two hours no matter what.

Sitting silently by the bed, she involuntarily swipe the contact list with her fingertips.

Finally stopped at one place.

After a long silence, he still closed the page, and fell down on the bed dejectedly.

"Master, do you want to contact Young Marshal He?"

Baby 001 jumped out suddenly.

Lu Junyan was upset and didn't want to answer.

But baby 001 has never been an intelligent program that can wink. It zooms in on its own, floating above him in the air.

"Master, the baby has detected it, and you can still connect with Xiaopang!"

Lu Junyan's eyes widened suddenly, and he sat up from the bed.

"real."

"Yes," Baby 001 said briskly, "I have connected remotely for you, please wait..."

Lu Junyan felt that his heart was beating out of the normal rhythm of human load, and his eyes were fixed on the light curtain for a moment.

Suddenly, the screen flickered slightly, and the figure that he had been thinking about day and night broke into his sight unexpectedly.

"Ok?"

"Shh!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Lu Junyan stopped Xiaopang's inquiry in time.

Xiaopang felt very excited, his eyes turned back and forth, and Lu Junyan muted the voice of the call.

"Tell it not to move." The order was given to baby 001. As an intelligent machine, they have a unique way of communication.

The picture on the light curtain quickly stabilized.

The slender figure embedded in the large sofa made him look extremely thin. He Xinan seemed to be in a bad mood. The lights in the room were not turned on, and the flickering fireworks outlined a moving silhouette. Those starry eyes were gray A haze, shrouded in gloom again.

"The admiral has stayed at home all day since he came back."

Baby 001 dutifully relayed the information.

"The general didn't eat much, and drank a lot."

"The admiral couldn't sleep, he was smoking all night long."

"The general will talk drunk when he is drunk, muttering: don't come back when you leave..."

One by one, they were all about gouging out Lu Junyan's heart. Looking at the man's desolate smile, he felt the flesh and blood in his throat churning.

[The author has something to say: Lu Junyan's childhood has begun to be revealed,]