After repeatedly confirming with Lin Banxia that he really didn't need to accompany him, Ji Leshui returned to the bedroom.
Lin Banxia sat alone in the living room, holding a black box in her arms. He had personally cut open Song Qingluo's body, and naturally knew what kind of pain it was. He asked Song Qingluo why he didn't use the box, and Song Qingluo's answer he couldn't remember clearly, it was probably impossible to use it or something... But now that I think about it, whether it is used or not, there may not be much difference between the two.
Before meeting Song Qingluo, Lin Banxia's life was poor and monotonous. The people he dealt with most were not people, but cold corpses. The dull emotions eased his fears, and it would not bring him any happiness. He couldn't even remember his childhood memories, and his life was calm like a pool of stagnant water.
Later, a neighbor named Song Qingluo moved in next door, with a delicate face and an indifferent expression, just like the chic male protagonist written in the novel. He was strong and indifferent, as if he was invincible, and even the act of cutting open his own body was such an understatement, as if it were commonplace.
Lin Banxia thought, habit is really a terrible thing, it hurts a lot, so it doesn't matter.
But Song Qingluo was used to it, but he didn't.
Lin Banxia didn't know how long she had been sitting in the living room, until there was a soft knock on the door, he suddenly came back to his senses, embarrassedly wiped off the water stains on his cheeks, and got up pretending to be okay. Open the door.
Sure enough, it was Song Qingluo. He stood outside the door and saw Lin Banxia's face showing from the door. Although Lin Banxia wiped it hard, her eyes were still red, and it looked like she had cried a lot, and she was still holding the black box tightly in her arms - it was only after the face-to-face effort that Song Qingluo understood Lin The reason for the tears of Pinellia.
He didn't know what to say for a while, so he reached out and gently wiped the corner of Lin Banxia's eyes: "Don't cry."
Lin Banxia didn't speak, and the circles around her eyes were a little red.
Song Qingluo said, "It doesn't hurt."
Originally, he was still enduring it, but these three words completely defeated Lin Banxia's line of defense. His tears fell uncontrollably again, and the silent choking turned into a sad cry.
Song Qingluo looked at the crying Lin Banxia at a loss: "Don't cry, it's really okay." He took Lin Banxia into his arms and coaxed him like Xiaohua, "It's all over."
Has it all passed? No, it's impossible to pass, as long as heresy still exists, Song Qingluo is destined to be unable to escape.
Lin Banxia raised his head and saw Song Qingluo's chin. With tears in his eyes, he raised his head and bit on it, saying vaguely, "Liar."
It was the first time that he saw Lin Banxia's childish appearance. Song Qingluo couldn't help laughing. He lowered his voice and coaxed his lover: "Really, it's alright, let's go back?"
Lin Banxia nodded.
The two went back to the next door, and when the door was closed, Ji Leshui's face appeared in the bedroom, and he muttered, "What's the matter, when did these two get together..." How could he see it now
The house is very quiet, and the noisy Xiaohua and Xiaokuo have fallen asleep.
Lin Banxia was a little tired from crying, her nose was still red, she was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and a cup of warm milk was handed in front of him.
Song Qingluo said, "Go to sleep after drinking."
Lin Banxia hummed.
The rain outside was still falling, and it was getting bigger and bigger, shrouding it with an ominous aura, but the two of them didn't realize it. It is no longer night, but a sign of bad luck. The green light pours down and takes away the reason of human beings. I don't know how many people will be crazy tonight because of this...
Hearing the pattering rain, Lin Banxia lay on the bed, Song Qingluo hugged him behind him, and fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Banxia didn't dream and slept very deeply. He thought he would sleep until dawn, but when he opened his eyes, he found that it was still pitch black outside the window, as if it was still a long time before dawn. Lin Banxia slept a little dazedly, and casually touched the phone by the bedside, wanting to see what time it was.
Touch the phone and press the screen to see the time above. At 3:01, it was much earlier than Lin Banxia had imagined. Thinking that he should be able to sleep for a while, he pressed the screen to black again. After closing his eyes for a moment, Lin Banxia suddenly opened them again. He suddenly had a creepy fear, and he hurriedly reached for the phone again and turned on the screen.
At 15:00, one point is not more than one point is not less, this number is so striking in the dark night, Lin Banxia actually felt the pain of being stabbed in his eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously, then got up from the bed in embarrassment and turned to look at Song Qingluo beside the bed.
Song Qingluo was still sleeping soundly, with a peaceful expression and a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had dreamed of something beautiful.
Lin Banxia was covered in cold sweat, and he called out, "Qing Luo."
Song Qingluo, who was usually woken up easily, didn't respond at all at this time.
"Qing Luo." Pushing Song Qingluo's body, Lin Banxia called out his name, "Qing Luo, wake up."
Still no response.
Lin Banxia looked out the window and realized that she could no longer hear the pattering rain—but it was still full of greenery outside the window. Lin Banxia walked to the balcony and saw the raindrops that should have fallen solidified and hovered in mid-air.
Time silently stopped again.
This time, there was no threat to their lives. It was not Lin Banxia's active ability. He suddenly remembered something and rushed out of the house.
Driving the car, Lin Banxia relied on his previous memory and headed straight for the base.
After time stopped, the whole world turned into an immovable oil painting. Lin Banxia walked through it, out of tune with everything around him. The line in the center of his pupil revealed a pure green light like emerald, which made that expressionless face reveal an indifferent deity.
Stopping, braking, Lin Banxia rushed to the gate of the base. Sure enough, the gate of the base was opened, and the guards standing at the gate were all stiff and motionless.
"Ji Feng!!" Lin Banxia called out that name, "Ji Feng, are you there?"
The base is surrounded by empty wilderness, and no one can hide. Lin Banxia searched again and again, thinking about where else Ji Feng could go, but heard a lazy voice not far away: "Why?"
Lin Banxia looked towards the source of the sound. In the night, a tall off-road vehicle turned on its headlights. The light was dazzling, and he couldn't help covering it with his hands. Then there was the sound of the car starting, and the off-road vehicle came directly towards him. Lin Banxia was slightly startled and was about to dodge when the car suddenly stopped in front of him. Ji Feng's handsome face was displayed in the car window: "Yo, what are you doing out here so late?"
Lin Banxia said angrily, "You stopped time?"
Ji Feng said, "...What are you doing so fiercely?" He blinked his eyes with an innocent look on his face, "To be fair, this has to be studied carefully, and you can't be blamed."
Lin Banxia: "???"
"Blame me??" Lin Banxia was inexplicable, "Can you blame me too??"
Ji Feng was silent, turned back to the car, dug in the car for a while, took out something, and threw it to Lin Banxia. Lin Pinxia caught it by conditioned reflex, and upon closer inspection found that what Ji Feng threw was actually a bottle of Coke, with a thin layer of water mist attached to the bottle... it was still ice.
Lin Banxia understood in an instant, showing helplessness: "You paused time just to buy Coke?"
"And grilled sausages." Ji Feng raised his hand, and Lin Banxia saw that there were a few steaming grilled sausages in his fingers.
Lin Banxia: "..."
Ji Feng kicked the car door, got out of the car, stuffed the sausage into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's not easy to come here from a long distance. I'll give you one."
Lin Banxia shook her head and rejected Ji Feng's good intentions: "Just have Coke."
Ji Feng stared at Lin Banxia intently, with a strange look in his eyes, he said, "Does Song Qingluo know you're here?"
"Of course I don't know." Lin Banxia said, "He's still sleeping." Perhaps he didn't realize that when he mentioned Song Qingluo's name, his expression would be much softer, and that indifferent aura was also taken away. Then swept away a few points.
Ji Feng's expression became a little complicated.
Lin Banxia said, "What's your expression like?"
Ji Feng said, "Have you seen it?"
"It?" Lin Banxia said, "You mean that ball of light? What is that... Why does the light spot disappear when I touch it?"
When asked by Lin Banxia, Ji Feng smiled: "There are still so many questions, it seems that it hasn't completely attacked you yet."
Lin Banxia: "..."
Ji Feng chewed the sausage and said slowly, "No one can withstand its temptation."
Lin Banxia said, "How about you?"
Ji Feng said: "I am no exception." He spread his hands, "Why do you think I appeared in the mental hospital? There are only two results for the people selected by it."
Lin Banxia said, "What?"
Ji Feng said: "One, become it."
Lin Banxia had already guessed what the second was.
Unsurprisingly, Ji Feng said: "Second, I can't bear its gift and become a lunatic." He is the second type.
But to be honest, Lin Banxia doesn't actually see the shadow of a lunatic from Ji Feng's body. He thinks that Ji Feng can only be regarded as a strange person with a relatively clear logic. He is still a long way from the lunatic in his concept. some distance.
Ji Feng said, "Find a place to sit and chat?"
Lin Banxia thought about it and agreed.
So he followed Ji Feng into the base, Ji Feng casually found an unoccupied lounge and leaned on the sofa. With that relaxed attitude, it was as if he was chatting with Lin Banxia about something trivial.
"What do you mean by what you said before, no one can refuse its temptation?" Lin Banxia sat across from Ji Feng and asked sharply.
Ji Feng was very gentle, without the kind of irritability that is unique to mental patients. He smiled and stared at Lin Banxia: "Literally, it will give you everything you want, and you manipulate it for it. The whole world… "
Lin Banxia said, "Can't you refuse?"
Ji Feng said, "Drink the water in front of you."
Lin Banxia: "?"
Ji Feng said, "Don't you want to? I'll give you one million to drink the glass of water in front of you."
Lin Banxia: "..."
Ji Feng said: "One million is not willing, what about ten million?"
Lin Banxia frowned, "Are you kidding?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't want 10 million, 100 million." Ji Feng said.
Ji Feng's expression was so serious, as if he was talking about something very serious. Lin Banxia was old and didn't use a joking tone. He also said sternly, "No, no amount of money can change Song Qingluo."
"Money is not enough, there are other things." Ji Feng said, "Appearance, longevity, power... everything you can think of."
Lin Banxia shook her head and refused decisively: "No."
"Then." Ji Feng said, "How about using Song Qingluo in exchange?"
Lin Banxia said, "What?"
"You know what the base did to him, right?" Ji Feng smiled, stretched out the cup of water that was used to tempt Lin Banxia, and drank it, "As long as heretics exist, they will not be able to. Let Song Qingluo go." Lin Banxia did not refuse decisively this time, her throat moved slightly.
"His flesh, bones, and even his soul are the most perfect materials for storage." Ji Feng said, "Every box you touch comes from his body." He smiled gently, "Do you like it? "
It was still those bland words, but it gave Lin Banxia a feeling of dizziness, and together with the dizziness came a strong sense of nausea.
He tried his best to hold back and said, "Shut up."
Ji Feng held his chin and looked at Lin Banxia's embarrassed appearance with pity. He said, "Have you seen the way he sealed up heresy? Do you need to cut open his body? Although it doesn't hurt... How can it not hurt when it's made of meat?" The word hurt was accented, and I didn't know if it was referring to Song Qingluo or Lin Banxia.
Yes, how can it not hurt.
Lin Banxia's expression turned cold: "What exactly do you want?"
"Lin Banxia, you are mistaken." Ji Feng said, "I just repeated what it would do, what's the point of you being angry with me? Did you see those raindrops outside? Those were touched by you. A spot of light that dissipates when touched…”
Of course Lin Banxia saw it, but in fact only he could see it.
"They are here to welcome you." Ji Feng said, "Whether you call it a threat or a temptation, this is their feast. As long as there is no compromise for one day, the feast will be filled with sacrifices. , and the first person to be tasted is the person you love the most... Song Qingluo."
Song Qingluo's three words, like a heavy blow, smashed hard at Lin Banxia. His body trembled slightly unsuspectingly, and his lips were pursed white.
Ji Feng naturally saw Lin Banxia's reaction, he said, "Look, I'm just talking, your reaction is so big."
Lin Banxia said, "No one wants to touch Song Qingluo!"
Ji Feng said: "Can you fight against the whole world? I believe you are very clear about what those green dots bring... The sudden increase of heretics is not a good thing for you."
Of course, it's not a good thing. As the storage material, Song Qingluo faced the situation after the increase of heresy without thinking. Lin Banxia rubbed his fingers, and the fingertips seemed to have the soft touch of a box again. This hallucination made Lin Banxia find it difficult to breathe. His breathing became slightly heavier. The green line in his eyes was flowing slowly, with a cool brilliance, which seemed to be a bit coquettish.
"What about you?" Lin Banxia said, "What did it tempt you with?"
Ji Feng smiled: "I'm just an ordinary person, just a little bit is enough."
"Since you're willing to live in a mental hospital for so long, it means that you don't have strong material desires." Lin Banxia said coldly, "Power and money are not what you need... The only extraordinary thing you did in the mental hospital. , seems to be asking someone to rescue your mother? Is that her?"
Ji Feng sighed: "I sometimes don't know if I like to deal with smart people." He moved and found a more comfortable position on the sofa, "Yes, it's her."
Ji Feng said: "I only have two choices, one is to give in, and the other is to watch my mother die miserably." He smiled and told the cruel truth, "You may not know that I am a single-parent family, and she has worked hard. Pulling me up... It's really not easy. In order to save money, she often goes up to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, but seldom picks mushrooms... Maybe she is afraid that something will happen to her beloved son."
Lin Banxia remembered what Song Qingluo had told her about Ji Feng.
"But the old man, when he's old, he will always do some stupid things." Ji Feng said, "The mushrooms are poisonous. If you eat them for a while and they won't die, you can only paralyze at home and suffer abruptly. It hurts for three or five days without the strength, and then starves to death. Which son do you think can accept such a thing?" He said these words with a smile, but Lin Banxia noticed that there was no trace in his eyes. A hint of smile, as cold as the deadly cold night in winter.
"I can't accept it anyway." Ji Feng said spreading his hands.
Not only Ji Feng, no one can accept it.
"You can't escape." Ji Feng said, "Lin Banxia, it's time to say goodbye."
"Since you can't escape, why are you here again?" Lin Banxia said, "Is there any way to stop..."
"I'm here?" Ji Feng laughed when he heard the words, as if he had heard a very funny joke, "Your sentence is actually not wrong, but you have to add an attribute."
Lin Banxia: "What?"
"It's part of me here." Ji Feng said.
Lin Banxia frowned and stared at Ji Feng: "What did you say?"
"It needs soul, not fear." Ji Feng said, "So when the infection reaches a certain level, the two will eventually be separated, but not everyone can withstand this separation, so I can't... I am a A failure."
"Not only did he not become it." Ji Feng said, "he became a lunatic who was hated by everyone, locked in a small cage like an animal."
"But you are different." He looked at Lin Banxia with envy in his pitying eyes, "You will definitely succeed."
"Why?" Lin Banxia asked.
"Because your fear has long been separated from you." Ji Feng said, "Didn't you find out?"
Lin Banxia: "..."
Of course, he found out that Xiaohua carried a part of his negative emotions, so when faced with many things, he seemed so calm. This is his advantage, but at this time, this advantage has become an irresistible reason in Ji Feng's mouth.
"Good night, Lin Banxia." Ji Feng said, "You should go."
Lin Banxia stood up and walked back. When he reached the door, he turned to look at Ji Feng: "You still owe me something."
Ji Feng wondered, "What?"
Lin Banxia sneered: "If you don't transfer the money on your bank card to me, and it becomes that thing, I'll let you drink Coke for the rest of your life."
Ji Feng: "..."
Lin Banxia: "I'm serious."
Ji Feng: "...Fuck." He saw it.
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