Liu Yang wanted to argue, but everyone had already fallen into panic in the endless darkness.
At first they just cursed and attacked, but then thirst and hunger set in and everyone panicked.
At first they beat Liu Yang and forced him to let them go.
Later they suspected Jiang Xing and tortured him again.
Later, things got into complete chaos. They accused and cursed each other, and even started fighting over any disagreement.
But in absolute darkness, they hit each other less often and inflicted more damage on themselves.
Everyone's physical and mental strength was quickly exhausted.
The most surprising thing is that Ying Zhiwan, who had a high fever all the time, became the person everyone trusted the most. Everyone discussed countermeasures with him and told him their true feelings.
But I didn't have time to pay attention to them.
Before implementing the plan, he actually asked the doctor to prescribe an extra week of medicine because the medicine contained a strong sedative component, which he used to deal with his friends.
He hadn't taken his medicine for many days and his body ached terribly. He could feel his life slipping away with time.
Two little figures suddenly popped up in his mind. They were the two at Liu Yang and Xu Yalan’s wedding.
He thought, Lin Maque is really annoying. What's the use of this being for her wedding? It was clearly drawn for me by Xiang Xiaoyuan.
He also wondered whether she had a good time on this business trip.
He still remembered the envy on her face when he talked about his travels.
He had clearly planned to take her there next spring.
Unfortunately, he couldn't wait any longer.
Ying Zhiwan couldn't help but wonder what her expression would be when she received the gift.
Will she cry, will she guess that I am the murderer, will she scold me, or will she miss me for the rest of her life
Ying Zhiwan thought, forget it, just forget me as soon as possible.
Xiang Xiaoyuan has had such a hard life, it would be better if someone could accompany her.
He Youwei's voice interrupted his memories.
He Youwei stumbled back and complained aggrievedly, "I found everyone's cell phones. Wu Bin said he wanted to find a way out, so he took all the phones away. I managed to keep only one with great difficulty."
"Look who it belongs to and see if it can still be used."
Everyone immediately attacked Wu Bin and no one comforted her.
Ying Zhiwan originally planned to self-destruct. He wanted to see their terrified faces and let them die in panic. But now, he thought of an interesting way to play.
They thought he was asleep, but he actually heard them, and they planned to use him as a reserve of food.
Ying Zhiwan cracked his lips and whispered, "We can't get out."
Everyone was stunned. Liu Yang was about to curse, but then he heard him say:
"I really feel so uncomfortable. I can't hold on any longer. Can you kill me?"
"We've known each other for many years, so just consider it as doing me a favor, okay?"
People's bottom line cannot be lowered, because if you compromise once, you will compromise countless times.
Ying Zhi looked up and saw that the entrance had probably been sealed with cement. They would have to stay here until they died.
Once the cannibalism is opened, no one knows who will survive in the end.
With the dim light from their cell phones, everyone exchanged glances.
Li Shuangqian huddled in the corner and dared not speak. Sun Yu and Zheng Zedong also refused to speak.
Finally, it was Xu Yalan who spoke with sobs, asking him not to overthink it.
You should not bother to look at them anymore until late at night and enjoy the last moments of your life.
The phone's battery ran out quickly.
In the darkness, there was the crisp sound of a wine bottle breaking.
This maze was designed by Ying Zhiwan as a coming-of-age gift to himself.
When Xiang Xiaoyuan moved in, he hadn't played it many times.
According to his plan, after the CET-4 results came out, they should live a life of feasting and drinking for a few days.
Whenever he thought of Xiang Xiaoyuan, he couldn't help laughing.
What a fool! I lived in England when I was a child, and if you think carefully, Mandarin was my second foreign language.
During the days of "studying hard", there were many times when he wanted to stop pretending. He might not be sure about other subjects, but English would definitely be no problem.
But Xiang Xiaoyuan smelled so good. Young Master Ying knew very well that the harder the process looked, the more rewards he would get.
Moreover, Ying Zhiwan liked the way she worried about him. It made him feel so safe when he was the only one in her heart and eyes.
Except for his mother's early death, he did not encounter any difficulties on his way to growing up, which was as smooth as a dream. Because of Xiang Xiaoyuan, he understood the feeling of stepping on the ground.
He felt the warmth of human skin on his neck, someone was determining the position of his neck. Then there was a slight pain.
It is not certain whether it is a relapse of the disease or they can't wait any longer.
It shouldn't be here. He regretted it a little. If he bought this place from Xiaoyuan, that silly girl, she would be scared when he renovated it.
But here are all my happy memories.
I still want to die in a happy place.
Thoughts gradually fade away, and the bright sunshine and autumn leaves in my memory are so real.
The scent of her hair, her smile, they walked hand in hand in the morning market, surrounded by noisy voices, and the auntie who was setting up the stall mistook them for a newlywed couple...
It turns out that we were only together for two seasons.
But these memories have been with me for six years.
I should have told her then.
Ying Zhiwan likes Xiang Xiaoyuan the most. Ying Zhiwan likes Xiang Xiaoyuan the most.
His vision gradually blurred, but the noise in his ears became particularly clear.
Goodbye, Xiang Xiaoyuan.
He was about to close his eyes, but a white light came in and hurt his eyes.
I went to heaven. I always wonder if I am dead.
In a trance, he heard a familiar loud voice shouting: "Did you find it?"
It seemed to be a forest sparrow. He frowned, and it seemed to be going to hell.
The white light in front of my eyes suddenly expanded, and many swaying shadows appeared above my head.
The most beautiful face is Xiang Xiaoyuan.
He tried to open his eyes wide, wanting to see the face he had been thinking about for a long time, but he had been in the dark for too long, and his eyes closed reflexively.
He heard Xu Yalan shouting in a sharp voice: "Help, come and save us!"
He felt his face getting wet.
It was he who shed tears.
It turns out that I am not as brave as I thought, and it turns out that I don’t want to die.
Today is November 11th, and it is now 8:03 pm. All ten missing people have been rescued, and there is no more 'November 11' missing case in the world.
Destiny has changed.
Destiny can be changed.
Lin Jiaqiao excitedly hugged Lin Dapeng and shouted, "Dad!"
Lin Dapeng was busy contacting people, calling an ambulance, and dealing with follow-up matters, so he had no time to celebrate with his daughter. He pushed Lin Jiaqiao aside and praised her perfunctorily: "You are amazing, you are the patron saint of the people, and I will give you a banner tomorrow."
Qin Guan quickly took her aside to prevent her from causing any trouble.
Lin Jiaqiao's face was full of "I'm so awesome" expression, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red. Qin Guan opened his arms, "Cry, my chest is always open to you."
Lin Jiaqiao wiped away his tears with his tie, "I have more important things to do."
The police and medical staff were still rescuing people. Lin Jiaqiao didn't want to disturb them, so he took a few photos from the outside to use as illustrations for the news.
She sent out the press release that was written to comfort Xiang Xiaoyuan.
Amid the news full of "praying for the deceased", "Reading the Newspaper at Leisure" really seems like an outlier.
Lin Jiaqiao put away his phone and said to Qin Guan, "Okay, let's go find Xiao Xiangzi."
In the ambulance, Xiang Xiaoyuan stared at Ying Zhiwan in a daze, as if he still didn't understand what was going on.
She felt a pain in her hand and looked down. Ying Zhiwan was holding her hand.
Xiang Xiaoyuan then remembered that he had not yet taken a good look at him.
Ying Zhiwan had lost a lot of weight, the collagen on his face had disappeared, leaving only sharp bones. Because of long-term pain, his skin was sickly pale.
His body and face were covered in blood, the bright red and dark red intertwined on his pale skin, giving him a morbid beauty.
To protect his optic nerve, Ying Zhiwan's eyes were covered. His free hand touched the oxygen mask and pulled it off with great effort.
He rushed to Xiaoyuan and hooked his finger, leaned over to her, and said in a weak voice:
"Ying Zhiwan likes Xiang Xiaoyuan the most. Ying Zhiwan likes Xiang Xiaoyuan the most."
After a long time, Xiang Xiaoyuan finally remembered that this was what she said when she asked him to confess his love.
A huge sadness welled up in my heart.
She didn't speak for a long time, and Ying Zhiwan felt a little uneasy, so she said tentatively, "Wife."
Xiang Xiaoyuan wiped away her tears and choked up, "You are such a fool."
Ying Zhiwan finally felt relieved. He even felt like joking, "Are you regretting letting me take the CET-4?"
"If you had listened to me earlier, we would have gotten married. When I die, you will be the richest widow in the city—"
Xiang Xiaoyuan actually thought of a lot of vicious words to curse him, but when those words came to her lips, they turned into tears.
Her crying was so sad and depressing that she stopped talking until late at night.
After a long silence, he said, "Don't cry, dear."
"I can't wipe your tears now."
He held Xiang Xiaoyuan's hand tighter, "Please look at me more, please."
"You, must remember me."