Mr hell

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Huai Qi had a very long dream.

Probably because he entered Jian Yisu's perspective before fainting, Huai Qi felt as if he was attached to Jian Yisu's body.

Since Jian Yisu was very young, when his hands were still immature, they were already stained with oil, doing repetitive tasks non-stop.

Only then did Huai Qi remember that Jian Yisu had been abducted before.

Because Jian Yisu himself kept silent, Huaiqi knew nothing about his past experiences, and this was the first time he had come into contact with little Jian Yisu.

Jian Yisu’s eyes were covered with a gray scene, as if covered with an old movie filter, and there was a faint noise in his ear, which almost covered up everything, Huai Qi He didn't even notice the beating of Jian Yisu's heart that belonged to a living person.

Huai Qi thought to himself, Jian Yisu's fingers are slender and nimble, and he can assemble parts much faster than adults.At this age, these hands should be dancing on the keys and strings, or holding a pencil, writing a page of words that the teacher will give full marks.

It shouldn't be like this now, there are dried blood between the fingers, a few bruises on the joints, and dirt that is difficult to wash.

He heard someone calling his name, raised his expressionless face, and saw a big man with horizontal scars hidden under his flesh.Huai Qi felt Jian Yisu's heart suddenly stop.

The big man pulled Jian Yisu's slender wrist roughly as if he was carrying a lifeless little animal.

Huai Qi felt the faint pulse in Jian Yisu's chest, but Jian Yisu didn't say a word.

He was taken to a room full of children, which was probably a classroom before, with a raised semicircular stone platform in front.What is placed on it is not a desk, but a small stool with a chain.

There was a little girl sitting on it, when Jian Yisu was brought in.The grown-ups are "teaching" all the kids here, beating the girl in the chair and shouting about her "crime".

Those who instigate the children to escape are all traitors. As long as one is caught, the traitor and everyone will be punished.

The punishment is generally beatings, or not being allowed to eat for two days, or public display like this,

The adult asked the children gathered here to follow him, and the immature voice kept repeating "traitors should be beaten".The expressions on their faces were numbness, fear and sympathy. The most frightening thing was that most of the children who responded actually vented their anger with genuine emotion.

When Jian Yisu was brought, her fingers curled up.Because he and the girl looked at each other, the flustered girl seemed to grab a straw, and called out a little: "Brother."

The big man's hoarse voice gave off a disgustingly gentle voice.He lowered his head and asked the child in his hand: "Yisu, don't you have a very good relationship with her?"

She and Jian Yisu are not related by blood, but since they met here, the two have been inseparable, like a pair of brothers and sisters who depend on each other.

Jian Yisu looked at her, no matter how he pretended to be calm, his thin childish voice still couldn't help trembling, he said, "Yes."

So, the middle-aged man slapped him heavily.

Continue to ask "gently": "Is your relationship with her particularly good?"

Jian Yisu moved his lips slowly and said, "Yes."

"Clap" sounded.

The shouts at the scene were all quiet, until the third slap sounded clearly, and the little girl on the seat screamed and cried: "No, I don't have a good relationship with him!"

The big man didn't even look at her, and asked Jian Yisu one last time: "Is your relationship with her particularly good?"

Jian Yisu bit her lower lip tightly, bloodshots of salty fluid appeared under the dry and cracked dead skin.He finally said, "No. "

This sound made Huai Qi's heart ache, as if it had been delayed.A wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart, this intense emotion almost overcame his natural timidity, Huai Qi wanted to rush out, so as to return all three slaps to this fat bastard.

But he completely forgot that he was just watching the "replay" of the past - this had already happened, and no one and no one would stand in front of little Jane Yisu to block him from these violence.

The big man continued to interrogate, rather than asking Jian Yisu, these words were more like a warning to other children: "Then why did you help her escape? Did you want to be a traitor yourself, or did she force you?"

Jian Yisu didn't speak.

He felt a gradual increase in the grip on his wrist.The bruise on it was aching - it was left by his deliberate mistake in order to give the girl a chance.

The girl is very smart, she took advantage of this gap and left this place smoothly.But her thin body and almost zero social experience could not support her to run too far.In this remote village, she fell into the tiger's den again without even touching the door of the police station.

Jian Yisu said, "I think for myself."

Gritting his teeth, the big man swung his fist down.

He repeated the question again like last time.But Jian Yisu's answer still didn't satisfy him.

The little boy would never have imagined that their "never leave and never give up" would not add a little touch to anyone here, nor would they bear the slightest pain for the other party.The meaning of this "drama" is only to keep the heart from suffering.

He heard the shouts and "applause" of his peers. This anger did not belong to them, but to the perpetrators who kept indoctrinating them.These little bodies waving their fists are but sad thought-containers.

Pain and fear made the girl scream non-stop.She is still young, and she has exhausted all her courage just now to shirk for Jian Yisu.Pained from being beaten, he could only helplessly look at Jian Yisu again, calling him "brother" choked with sobs.

But Jian Yisu couldn't do anything, he just stretched out a hand towards her, and received a few extremely heavy punches in the abdomen, enough to make the stomach reflux.He shielded his head with one hand as he endured the relentless kicking and beating.

It would be nice, he thought, if he had a knife.

He wants to kill all the perpetrators and spectators here.

Jian Yisu was taken aback, startled by her own thought.

……

Jian Yisu was locked in an adobe brick house without windows.This is his usual room.

He sat curled up in a corner with a book on his lap.A copy of "1984" with its cover missing and its pages scattered.

He tremblingly turned a few pages with his red and swollen fingers.Glance to a line at the bottom of the wall that can fit through the gap between the palms.He hesitated for a while, finally bent down and whispered to the room on the other side of the gap: "Are you there?"

There is no echo.

……

Opposite is the girl's room.

Jian Yisu has read this "1984" many times, and he has talked about this book with girls on countless nights.He compared the story to reality, and described the place where he and she stayed as "Ingsoc", the weekly ritual of punishing children was called "Hate Club", and the two of them were "gentlemen who kept a clear mind among the ignorant". Stone".

Huaiqi found that Jian Yisu had an infectious calm temperament since he was a child.Not only did he develop a kind of "double thinking" by himself, and he was able to survive the brainwashing of adults, but he also influenced girls' thinking by simplifying a novel story.

"People here are bad people, even if they give us food and shelter. But we who are forced to live here cannot be bad people."

"There is no conflict between obeying bad people and hating bad people in their present situation."

He and the girl have been independent of these hatreds and angers, knowing exactly what is real and what needs to be faked.

The girl is very interested in this story.

A few days ago, she curled up on the ground, and looked at Jian Yisu who was facing the same posture through the gap.She asked: "Did Winston escape from Ingsoc afterward?"

Jian Yisu concealed the final destruction of the protagonist in the book with a "hmm".

Through the gap, her voice was soft and expectant, and she asked, "Brother, can we escape then?"

Jian Yisu stared into her bright eyes and said, "Yes."

Jian Yisu regretted saying these two words.

Because after he came back from the "classroom", he never saw those shining eyes from the other side of the gap.

……

After the call did not get an echo, Jian Yisu finally recognized the reality and continued to flip through these books in the cold room.

It was left by an owner of the house. Jian Yisu discovered a dusty black backpack in the crevice of the table very early on, filled with dilapidated books.

As long as there is still a title page, there will be a name written in the lower right corner: "Dark Blue Meson."

The name made Huai Qi startled.

Huai Qi hadn't learned about the meaning of Jian Shuo's company name, but he didn't expect to see it here.

This is more like a pseudonym than a serious name, and Jian Yisu found such an explanation in a piece of torn paper.

The handwriting is beautiful, and it reads: "A meson is a composite particle composed of a quark and an antiquark, which exists for a short time in the strong interaction. Dark blue is the color of the sea."

The author wrote sincerely: "Dark blue meson" is combined, although I don't know its meaning, but after reading it, I think it is very beautiful. I personally think that it has an affectionate rhyme, and it can make the reader feel intimidated and intimidated, just like the author reading post-modern poetry. .So it was named after this. "

Seeing this, Jian Yisu smiled bitterly.

He folded the page and handed it through the gap in the wall to the empty room opposite.

I don't know who wrote these things in such a bad place, and I don't know how such an optimistic and humorous person came here, where she or he went, and whether they are still alive in this world.

But what is certain is that these secretly hidden books, tender annotations and essays have been "rescuing" two children living in the dark-now become one.

After this laugh, Jian Yisu slowly turned the pages, Huai Qi felt his vision blurred, and the pages were stained by a few drops of water.Jian Yisu didn't make any sound, just wiped his eyes with his wrist.But in front of my eyes was like a glass window in winter, the haze kept coming up, no matter how hard I wiped it, it was useless.

As he turned the pages, warm water droplets flowed over the corner of his bruised mouth and fell onto the paper.

The pain in his heart made Huai Qi feel suffocated.

He has always been very grateful that he could rely on Jian Yisu when he was most helpless, so that his childhood was not so miserable.

But Jian Yisu had clearly lived in a more miserable abyss than himself, but he had no one to talk to or rely on.

He really wanted to hug this little child.

The scene in front of him changed, and the switch of the dream was only in an instant. Huai Qi didn't know how long it had been since the reality.

Jian Yisu was carried out by the police, the outside world was very bright, there were noisy shouts and heart-piercing crying.

The policeman covered him with a small quilt and comforted him with a gentle voice, but Jian Yisu seemed to be in a stable mood. He quietly lay on the adult's shoulder, looking back at his room.

There were pages and books scattered all over the floor, and the notes of "Dark Blue Meson" that he didn't have time to take away.

In that place, it was like standing an amiable adult holding a girl, and the two of them threw all the pieces of paper into the air.Standing among the falling debris, smiling, waved goodbye to Jian Yisu, as if wishing him a new life.

Little Jian Yisu stretched out her cold red fingers, and waved towards the dark and deserted place.