[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

[Chapter 15]

Claire finally stopped, not only because she saw that Steven's leg injury was getting worse, but also because of her own problems... She looked at Steven: "Help me to see my injury~"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Claire was also injured, maybe because the other party's performance was too plain, he ignored this point unconsciously, which made Steele feel very ashamed and sorry.

He carefully lifted off her torn coat, and a hole was artificially pulled out of the tight-fitting racerback vest. The muscle tissue of the wound was turned outwards and bleeding, and the upper part had already scabbed, and the blood dried on it. The fabric is impregnated together.However, this is not good news, because Mark swung the knife from top to bottom, and the deepest wound was at the lower part, where the muscles turned outwards and continued to seep and bleed, making Claire's face pale.

She looked terribly weak.

As if aware of his worry, the woman raised her eyelids and looked over lazily. Her gray eyes were still shining in the night, and she raised the corners of her lips: "Your expression is really ugly..." As she spoke, she was stained with tears. The blood-stained fingers pinched Steven's lips, and pulled upwards in an arc roughly, um, it looks much better.

Then they looked behind for a long time, but after hearing no one chasing them, Claire and Steven finally felt relieved for a while, and walked forward with each other's support.

At the other end of the forest, several men sat in the van of Brett's father Cody to the forest where Lake Eden is located. They kept in touch with their sons along the way. When they finally met, the adults all showed anger look!

Dickie's broken finger, Mark's punctured and bleeding shoulder, Harry sitting in the corner looking back in shame... Brett said nothing with a sullen face.

"Crack!!" The man's thick callused hand slapped Brett's face fiercely: "Tell me! If I find out that you have even a little bit of concealment, I will break your leg!"

His cold, unfeeling gaze swept across the faces of all the children in turn as he finished speaking. Among them, Cooper shook his shoulders and shrank into his father's arms, while Harry avoided his gaze with a stiff expression.Only Dicky cried with a sad face: "Uncle, you must avenge us!"

Old Cody listened to their falsified experience with a sullen face. It all sounded like an innocent disaster!However, relying on his understanding of his son... Heh.

Cooper's father will take several of the injured children to the hospital and send the others home.Brett rejected his idea of ​​trying to take himself back, and ran to his grumpy father: "I'm not going! I'll take you to those two! I know where they're going!"

Old Cody looked at the old buddy next to him, and the two adults quickly exchanged glances, knowing that the group of brats must be hiding something - but this is not important.

No matter what they concealed, it will not affect the determination of these men to tear Claire and the other into pieces, and hurt their own children. No matter what the reason is, they will never forgive them!

Old Cody took out his own guy from the back seat of his truck, a hunting / knife, a dagger, and the iron rod and long knife brought by Dicky and Mark's father.

"Go!" He ordered, and under the guidance of Brett, the three men and a teenager walked into the dark jungle.

After half an hour:

"Is this what you said?" Old Cody asked suspiciously, and the young man with small eyes nodded affirmatively, his brows couldn't hide his irritability!He looked around gloomyly, old Brett and Mark's father Pete ignited the fire again, and then he picked up a torch from it, turned around and looked around.

Pitbull Bonnie's body was already stiff, his eyes were half-opened and he was thrown on the ground casually, and Brett didn't even look back at him.And his father, Cody Bright, looked at the wound on Bonnie's body and asked: "Do they have knives?"

Brett responded stiffly: "Well...Dicky's knife, but it's only a small knife, nothing special~" Old Cody nodded, his eyes glanced at the iron cage wire that was kicked and deformed the mongoose. The little animal was trembling uncomfortably in the depths of the cage, then turned its eyes disapprovingly, and continued to observe the surrounding environment.

Black couldn't help looking behind him repeatedly, as if there was something that attracted him there.Old Cody saw through at a glance what important information his son must be hiding!

"So before I question you, you'd better tell the truth about what you're hiding, or if I find out, I'll break your neck!" Pete turned his head silently, his old buddy looked really uncomfortable. Like any old father, even himself, would never say such things to his son Mark.And as he turned his head, he saw Dicky's father Yilite showing the same expression.

The two men curled their lips at each other tacitly, and then turned their eyes away.

And Brett finally made up his mind, and led the old Cody and the others to the jungle behind him - a black jeep appeared in front of him.His body is covered with a large number of branches and leaves, and the color itself is deep, which perfectly blends with the night.

Cody walked around the vehicle twice, wondering what he was thinking.Immediately, the blond man turned his head to look at Brett: "Where's the key?"

"...They snatched it away~" Cody slapped him with an unhappy expression: "Trash!" Brett heard him mutter in a low voice.This is simply a huge... surprise? !He thought that his violent father would beat him up when he found out that he had stolen someone else's car, after all he had brought them such a big trouble!

but none? !No accusations, no beatings!

His expression became active again: "Hey, Dad! What do you think we should do?! The car is in our hands, they will definitely find it, are you just letting them go like this?"

Old Cody ignored Brett's clamor, and turned to look at Pete and Eliot.The three men who have known each other for many years exchanged glances quickly, and it was clear what kind of decision they had made... Now that they have come to Lake Eden, they should stay in this beautiful land forever.After all, it is not unbelievable that they have brought such huge harm to their children and paid a slightly heavy price.

Isn't it.

Thinking of this, Cody and Pete quickly smashed the headlights of the jeep, and the glass shattered all over the floor.Brett asked why he did this, but Cody waved him away impatiently. He even turned around and instructed Brett to go home quickly!

And the few men at this moment would never have imagined that in the darkness more than ten meters away, there were a pair of eyes looking through the lush branches and leaves, silently seeing everything in their eyes.

Claire watched all this in silence.

Steven beside him was lying on the ground with a tired expression, his skin was paler under the moonlight, and cold sweat was still oozing from his forehead.The slender eyelashes trembled and covered the eyelids tiredly, and the whole person fell into a semi-shock state due to continuous blood loss.Claire had to wipe the sweat off his face repeatedly, hoping it would ease his pain a little.

She worried that Bonnie had eaten something unhygienic just before biting him, causing Steven to become infected after being bitten.Not long ago, she visited his wound again. The man's thigh was already swollen, and pus was continuously leaking out of the fleshy wound. At the same time, they kept tearing it apart because of their uninterrupted running. Healed, but bleeding from time to time.

While she was doing all this, the system's voice kept repeating new information:

[New target appears, new target appears! ] The cold electronic sound made her feel pain in her forehead, and her mood became more irritable.

She further learned that this tall and strong man is Brett's father, and the two middle-aged men behind him are the fathers of Dickie and Mark.Judging from the body language they reveal from time to time-from time to time, they are kind.

In this tense atmosphere, Claire silently turned her head to look at Steven.He looked weak and pale, and if she couldn't help him get out of this damn place, Steven would probably die.

Whether it was a wound infection or falling into their hands, it would definitely cause him great harm... Once Claire fantasized about this scene, she couldn't help but patted Steven's head pitifully.She really wanted to help him.It's like helping herself... It's a pity that no one came to help her when she was most eager for redemption, and neither did God.

And she had already thought of the fastest way to relieve Steven's pain: she remembered that there was a medical kit in the car!

In addition to the necessary gauze, medical iodine and other items in the bag, there are additional antibiotics, anti-allergic drugs, and anti-inflammatory drugs for colds, fevers and other inflammations!And what she has to do now is to find a way to attract the attention of several men, and then go to the car to get a medical kit for Steven!

And this is undoubtedly a dangerous decision.Claire herself is not sure whether she can really escape unscathed.And once caught by them, how will she be treated as a woman...

But the almost inexplicable "hero complex" of "Steven needs me" and "only I can help him" filled her mind, but it really made her feel full of courage.Claire didn't realize that her psychological problems had further affected her life... and I'm afraid that unless someone can fully spy on her psychological activities in recent years, no one will notice the change in her thinking mode. The first change manifested itself in the fact that she began to demand [strictness] from those around her.

This kind of strictness is not a verbal or behavioral requirement, but a coercive label in my heart, that is, the other party must be sincere, harmless, well-behaved, and able to be "protected" by her.It seems that this can give her a sense of security and at the same time achieve a kind of self-satisfaction.

But unfortunately, no one had the opportunity to spy on her psychological changes, and naturally it was even more impossible to help her realize this as soon as possible.

And Claire, who was hiding under the shadow of the tree, looked at Steven again, and after confirming that his body was perfectly covered with luxuriant branches and leaves, and was hidden in the shadow that was absolutely difficult to be noticed by others, he silently clenched the dagger in his hand and sneaked to Jeep.

The author has something to say: Do you dare to leave a message after reading it, dare to make me feel less lonely, I think only seven or eight people are watching it now!

I'm not a male god in reality. If you confess to me, I won't reject you. Can you warm me up? Turn the table over!

I sit on the computer and force myself to write something every day just to leave a message and to feel a sense of presence. If I don’t have this expectation, I might as well just put it on the computer and cheer myself up. Why post it.

There is no list, clicks and water. I need comfort more, but people, people.Even if it’s just a good post, come on, even an expression can comfort me, okay?

I swiped the background n times in half an hour just to see a few words, but every time I was disappointed, I was speechless and choked.How many half hours a day, how many times have I been disappointed? !

I feel depressed and uncomfortable, but if I want to come to the tree hole, no one will see it. After all, there are only single-digit readers at present. Others may be waiting to get fat.

Don't wait, if this continues, you won't gain weight. After all, whoever raises it will not be able to support you if there are five surprises in each chapter.

Goodbye manual.

The false collection has been rising, making me look forward to it with empty joy, but in fact it is [-] words, and it seems that there are not even ten readers who have really accompanied me in this article.