"How are you? Does it hurt? Does it matter?" Yang Ke'er helped Zhang Xiaoqiang up from the ground and let him sit on his chest.
"Hiss..." Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped following Yang Ke'er's movements, there was no place in his body that didn't hurt. Yang Ke'er hurriedly slowed down her movements to relieve Zhang Xiaoqiang's pain.
"Do you know how the bad guys in the movie die?" Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on Yang Ke'er and looked at the bonfire in front of him and asked.
"..."
Yang Ke'er didn't speak, but tears dripped onto Zhang Xiaoqiang's cheeks from time to time, and the tears flowed down Zhang Xiaoqiang's face with warmth.
"Because bad guys always talk too much nonsense!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said to himself.
"Do you know why the heroine in the movie is unhappy?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his face to the side with difficulty and looked at Yang Ke'er behind him.
"Because those brainless heroines are always willing to believe what the bad guys say!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang rested the back of his head on the quail egg on Yang Ke'er's chest, talking with a dull expression.
"Do you think that pervert will really let us go if he satisfies that pervert?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang said that there is a feeling of hating iron but not steel.
"Didn't I see you being beaten in a hurry! I care about you too"
Yang Ke'er's voice became smaller and smaller, and there was a sour grievance in his words.
"..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless, and always felt that he had no common language with her.
What else can Xie Yuanshan, a pervert, do? He even dared to infringe and kill his savior, would he give up because of a semi-disabled and a minor
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to think about it any more, a layer of white sweat broke out from his spine, "too careless" Zhang Xiaoqiang was secretly startled.
Looking at the burning flames in his chest, he began to examine himself, since when did he become so careless? Is it because the comfortable life in the cave for nearly half a month has erased my vigilance? Is Yang Keer transformed into Popeye? Did he put on the simple leather armor inlaid with animal skin
He should have been aware of the sudden attack by the mutated weasel under that big tree. There was no prior investigation and no after-the-fact vigilance. At that time, he didn't even have a weapon in his hand. If Yang Ke'er hadn't been quick-sighted, he would have been bitten through his throat.
What's ridiculous is that after experiencing the life-and-death struggle with his life hanging by a thread, he still thought that he was only attacked by inadvertently infringing on the mutant weasel's territory. Why didn't you look carefully with a telescope beforehand? Do you really think that if you change your vest, you will be invincible
What's even more ridiculous is that after being injured, he still failed to raise his vigilance. Knowing that the end of the world is very dangerous and Xie Yuanshan is unreliable, he still put Yang Ke'er on guard at night. Yang Ke'er is careless by nature. Zhang Xiaoqiang actually slept soundly.
Think about the time when you came out of the house, you were not careful, which step was not walking on eggshells? If you spend the night in the wild, get up and check if there is any sign of trouble. How come I have become so careless now
The more he examines himself, the more Zhang Xiaoqiang feels terrified. The pre-apocalyptic ethics and rules are destroyed with the arrival of the apocalypse, and all kinds of ambitions and madness suppressed by people in the past erupted with the arrival of the virus.
I think of a book I read before, which seems to be Freud's theory of personality, which says that personality is composed of id, ego and superego.
When the needs in the id arise, the individual requirements are met immediately. Therefore, from the principle of dominating human nature, the id is governed by the principle of pleasure.
The ego is produced by the differentiation and development of the id in the real environment after the individual is born. If the various needs from the id cannot be satisfied immediately in reality, he must adapt to the limitations of reality and learn how to meet them in reality. obtain satisfaction of needs. From the perspective of the principles governing human nature, it is the reality principle that governs the self.
Needless to say, the superego is not an ordinary person, but a saint. In general, people in movies who have to pay party dues before death are people like this.
People before the end of the world must abide by various rules, laws, and orders. People in the post-apocalypse trample on various rules, laws, and orders for their own survival and freedom. People before the apocalypse live in the ego, and people in the post-apocalypse live in the self.
"It can't be the same as before! You are not the savior, so don't always think about being a good person!" Zhang Xiaoqiang finished his self-examination, wondering if he should be a bad person
"Hey... yo..."
Xie Yuanshan was lying in the distance like a dead dog, constantly groaning as he was dying. The bones of his limbs were trampled into pieces by Yang Keer, and they were connected to his body in various weird and even unexpected postures. For example, he is now Lying on your back, your toes should be pointing up? But now he was on his heels.
The pants he was wearing underneath were wet, and there was a faint smell of feces and urine. It seemed that Yang Ke'er had made him incontinent.
Yang Ke'er also smelled the stench coming from him, frowned and gently put Zhang Xiaoqiang flat, walked to Xie Yuanshan and shook his collar into the distance, seeing Xie Yuanshan spinning Fly into the darkness where the firelight cannot see.
There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
"Ah..." Xie Yuanshan's miserable howl came.
Yang Ke'er came back here and hugged Zhang Xiaoqiang in her arms again, the movements were so gentle and gentle, it was completely different from her usual carefree.
Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned against Yang Ke'er's arms and enjoyed the tenderness, intermittent painful groans could be faintly heard in his ears.
Zhang Xiaoqiang made a decision, neither to be a good person nor a bad person. A good person is too tragic, and a bad person will be even more tragic than a good person if he is not good.
"How did he get the sniper crossbow?" Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly broke the warmth of this moment.
"Maybe, maybe, maybe he took it while I was in the trumpet!" Yang Ke'er lowered her head as she talked, and her chin reached her chest after speaking.
"Why didn't you wake me up when you went to the toilet?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said, looking at the campfire indifferently.
"Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, do you want to let you sleep more?" Yang Ke'er found a reason to raise her head again.
"Alas..." Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed, Yang Ke'er was kind anyway, even though he did bad things with good intentions.
"Know what to do in the future?" Zhang Xiaoqiang always felt that he was teaching his disobedient little daughter a lesson.
"Well! Got it! Even if I want to hush, I will report to you!"
Yang Keer's expression is very obedient, like a kindergarten kid promising his aunt that he will never be mischievous again.
"That's right! What about that Xie? Do you want me to kill him!"
Yang Ke'er remembered that Xie Yuanshan was still lying in the distance, and asked Zhang Xiaoqiang for advice on how to deal with it.
"Forget it, killing him dirty your hands, feed him to the zombies tomorrow!"
The otaku never knew what the words "repay grievance with virtue" meant.
"You kill him, don't you feel scared? Do you feel like killing someone?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Ke'er curiously, is the little girl so courageous now
"No way! I felt really good after I killed the first monster that day. It's much more fun than playing games and fighting monsters at home!"
Yang Ke'er doesn't seem to be interested in this kind of question, and looks like you're a bit of a noob.
"Could it be that if you play too many games, you won't feel sick after killing someone?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang grew up under the red flag since he was a child, so he doesn't understand the current children at all.
"No way! I used to have a generation gap with my dad, but now I have a generation gap with the little girl?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang finally felt that he was no longer young.