Zhou Ze silently observed his surroundings. He knew that this must be a dream, but this time, he also experienced what Zhang Yanfeng had described when he described the dream before - reality.
Yes,
This dream is really real.
You can see everything clearly.
Its truth lies in the details.
temperature,
humidity,
bright,
There is not the slightest sense of haziness that belongs to a dream. In fact, it seems a little too clear and distinct. You are obviously just taking a casual glance, but you seem to remember clearly how many bricks there are, including the patterns and friction marks on them.
Cold, damp, and depressing, this place is like the deepest part of a nightmare, a corner in the abyss. Environmental factors are actually secondary. The most important thing is the people sitting or lying in this narrow space.
Their expressions,
Their gaze,
That kind of numbness, that kind of distraction,
It adds the deepest despair to this place.
The air was filled with a sickening smell.
You can no longer analyze specifically which single thing the stench comes from; it's a mixture, an unimaginable mixture that makes your scalp tingle.
The smell of urine, pus, and other foul odors emanating from human bodies including the stench of corpses mixed together.
Zhou Ze lowered his head.
This environment,
It really made him feel uncomfortable, and staying there for even a second was a torture.
Even if this is a dream,
He also hopes to wake up.
The clue to Nima,
Go to Nima's traces,
The truth about Nima,
I can't stay in this place, even if it's just a dream!
Boss Zhou seemed very willful at this time.
He closed his eyes.
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However,
Suddenly, a hand pressed on Zhou Ze's forehead. This hand smelled very bad. The strong and pungent smell directly penetrated Zhou Ze's nasal cavity and stimulated his nerves.
"The fever... is going away."
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with messy hair and two scars on his face.
Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes and subconsciously reached out to move the other person's hand that was pressing on his forehead, but he suddenly found that his body was very weak, even to the point of lacking strength to an unimaginable degree.
I raised my hand halfway but had to put it down, and I felt dizzy.
"It's okay, it's okay, the fever is gone, it's not a big problem."
The man opened his arms and held Zhou Ze in his arms.
“… …” Zhou Ze.
Boss Zhou now hates this damn reality.
Why do you make it so real
Is it interesting
The skin contact outside the tattered clothes was now so clear, and the "mud" accumulated from the grease and dirt on the man's body seemed to have a lubricating effect.
Every detail, every part of the contact,
Even the heat and wetness of the other person's breath hitting my face,
They all carry a kind of sickening despair!
"Still cold?"
The other party asked, his voice was very gentle.
Zhou Ze listened carefully to the other person's accent, which had a bit of Sichuan flavor. In short, it was not the local accent of Tongcheng.
Boss Zhou wanted to curse, but he wanted to end the awkward situation as soon as possible. He shook his head and wanted to speak, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them. He was too tired, so tired that no sound came out of his throat.
“Clatter… clatter… clatter…”
The sound of chains was heard, getting closer and closer.
The people in the cell who were originally like "mummies" suddenly became excited. They climbed up one by one and rushed to the iron bars, grabbing the bars with both hands and looking outside.
It was like a market day in the countryside, and everyone gathered together to watch the fun.
“Clatter… clatter…”
Closer,
Very close.
The man in shackles is coming!
Zhou Ze really wanted to get up and take a look. This should be the scene that Zhang Yanfeng saw in his dream. But it seemed that either he saw it more realistically than Zhang Yanfeng or he and Zhang Yanfeng were not from the same perspective.
Get up,
Get up for me.
I've smelled the stench.
I've been through this dirty place.
And was hugged by a man,
If he didn't get up to see the specific situation, Zhou Ze felt that all the suffering he had endured was in vain and he would be at a great disadvantage.
He winked at the man in front of him, motioning him to help him up and take a look.
"Your fever has just subsided. Lie down for a while. I'll go take a look."
As he spoke, the man gently placed Boss Zhou on the ground. This area was covered with thicker straw, so it was softer than other places.
Boss Zhou just looked up at the ceiling of the cell.
And now in the whole cell,
Including the man who had accompanied her before,
They all crowded around the iron railings and peered outside.
Like a group of fanatical fans chasing a star.
Only Zhou Ze,
one person,
Lying there alone, motionless.
Zhou Ze felt like a fool, a bit like a supporting role without any lines, and a dead body. And when the camera switched to other places, the crappy director would not allow him to get up and forced him to continue lying there.
No one spoke.
No one spoke up.
Damn it,
I can't watch the live broadcast.
Can't even hear the sound
Zhou Ze cursed again in his heart. He really wanted to close his eyes right now and break this dream without anyone disturbing him so that he could wake up.
He should be lying on Yingying's legs now, sleeping soundly, and when he wakes up, he can ask Yingying to make him tea.
Why do you continue to lie in this place which is dirtier than a toilet
But Zhou Ze felt a little unwilling. He had suffered so much and had been taken advantage of, so now he was going to go back empty-handed
Also, he remembered Zhang Yanfeng saying that he remembered that dream very clearly because it was very real, but he only had that dream once.
so,
Most likely,
Zhou Ze only has this one chance.
I endure.
I continue to endure.
Zhou Ze began to recall the state of "fake death" after the car accident in his last life.
Think about the experience of being made up and pushed into the crematorium.
Now,
It doesn't seem so unbearable anymore.
The breathing of the onlookers became heavier and heavier.
There is a kind of eagerness and desire in the sound of breathing.
They were like male gorillas in heat, snorting and just short of pounding their chests with their hands and yelling “Ohhhhhhhhh”.
Don't ask how Zhou Ze could infer so many things from the sound of breathing.
After all, what else can he study now besides this little change in sound
“Clatter… clatter… clatter… clatter…”
Here we go,
Here we go,
The one dragging the chains,
Come slowly,
And based on the sound, Zhou Ze could be sure that the other party had walked to the door of his cell.
Zhou Ze used all his strength to turn his head.
He wants to see.
Take a look,
Must watch!
But then,
Zhou Ze was desperate.
All he could see at the railings were the backs of groups of men, who had blocked the place tightly, leaving no room for any escape.
Boss Zhou couldn't even find a gap to look through!
grass!
Zhou Ze kept roaring in his heart.
“Clatter… clatter… clatter… clatter…”
The sound slowly lengthened from near to far.
people,
Should go far away.
Leaving now
Don't you want to say something
Shout, "The door for people to enter and exit is locked, but the hole for dogs to enter and exit is still open?"
Zhou Ze had discussed this with Zhang Yanfeng before. According to the environment at that time, the person wearing handcuffs was likely a martyr, a martyr who would rather die than surrender. Although there would be some contradictions, the probability of that possibility was really high.
Now,
Zhou Ze can rule out the previous inference.
Because when the man in shackles walked away, Zhou Ze did not see the sadness and anger of the other people in the cell.
Quite the contrary.
Their faces were full of envy and longing.
It was as if he wished that the person walking out in shackles was himself.
This made Zhou Ze a little confused. What did this mean
The man turned back and reached out to help Zhou Ze tidy up his hair.
To be honest,
If Xu Qinglang were to do this for him,
At most, he felt a little uncomfortable, but not too disgusted. However, the behavior of this greasy and extremely dirty guy in front of him made the nausea that Boss Zhou had just suppressed with great difficulty rise again.
This place,
He really didn't want to stay even a moment longer.
"Sleep a little longer. When dinner is ready, I'll get you that portion."
The man said gently.
Boss Zhou really has no interest in eating. He can't even eat normal food, not to mention the environment here. In fact, just looking at the environment here, you already know what kind of food these people eat.
Is the dream over
Is it over
Zhou Ze is like someone who has just finished watching a movie and is still waiting for the Easter egg.
But after waiting for a long time, there are probably no more Easter eggs.
Just when Zhou Ze was about to close his eyes and leave this dream,
Suddenly,
Zhou Ze felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if something was kicking him in the stomach.
grass,
Have a stomachache
"What's wrong? Are you in pain?"
The man looked at Zhou Ze anxiously, then reached out and touched Zhou Ze's stomach.
“… …” Zhou Ze.
At this moment, there was another rustling sound, and a wooden barrel was placed outside, which should be food.
The man stood up and walked over there.
The expected looting did not occur. Everyone seemed to restrain themselves spontaneously and waited for the man to come back with the first meal and soup in a broken bowl. Then everyone started to loot.
Depend on,
Prison bully
There are many books about "The Overbearing President Falls in Love with Me" in Zhouze Bookstore, and many little girls like to read them.
Now this is "The Prison Bully Falls in Love with Me"
"Come, sit up and eat."
The man helped Zhou Ze up and sat him against the wall.
Zhou Ze sat up.
Lower your head,
I found that my stomach was swollen and very big.
Bloating
So serious
"Thank you for your hard work, and also for the baby in your belly." The man said apologetically.
The... baby in the belly
grass,
Is this a woman's body