It's not that I haven't guessed the identity of the lunatic, but he has been crazy for more than a year or two, and all the things that can identify him have gone somewhere, completely like a savage, so I can't guess.
But sometimes I'm lonely in the cave, and if I really have nothing to do, I'll try to talk to him, maybe he'll respond to me.
"Mad, what's your name?"
"How old is this year?"
"Where are the people?"
"Are you also beaten down?"
I asked, but he lay on my stomach and listened to what was going on inside, and he didn't pay attention to me. Hearing my stomach could not help making a long "gurgling", I was hungry.
He looked up at me with blank eyes, and seeing my face was hot, he kicked him with his right foot, kicking him aside.
"What are you looking at, didn't you hear that your son is hungry?" After that, he felt that something was wrong. He felt that he had been taken advantage of, and was a little annoyed.
The lunatic turned over and rushed to me, smiling heartlessly: "Nan, wait a minute, feed you."
"Okay!" I nodded hastily, "Go and come back quickly."
The tall man rushed out like a wild ape. After about an hour and a half, the madman came back with two hares in his hands. To my surprise, he even brought back a doe that was still breathing.
The doe seemed to have had its legs broken, and after the madman put it on the ground, it tried to stand up several times but failed, and finally could only utter a mournful chirping.
"What's this for, why didn't it kill you?" I asked the lunatic strangely.
Although covered by layers of thick beard, I could still observe the congratulatory look on his face after I asked him this question.
"Eat the child..." He squatted beside the doe, and the doe cried out in fright, "Milk!" He pointed to the four full breasts of the doe hanging under the belly, staring at me (belly) The expression is very kind.
what…
I was speechless for a while, could it be that this lunatic even prepared a nanny for his son who doesn't know where he lives
He approached me and put his hand on my chest, I had a bad feeling, and sure enough, it came true the next moment he spoke.
"Nan, no milk." His tone was full of regret.
"… "
This bastard, no wonder he likes to rub my breasts all the time recently, and he often sucks two pieces of meat with his mouth. Several times, they swelled up, so I couldn't wear my clothes, so I had to leave them open to prevent the wear and tear from getting worse. Pain, after a long time, he turned out to be promoting milk? !
A surge of shame and anger surged into my heart, if I could move, I would definitely rush to fight this dead lunatic.
I'm a man, of course I don't have milk!
However, I couldn't tell the truth: "That's right, I don't have milk... Keep this deer to feed your son."
The madman giggled and went out to cook the two dead rabbits, and the doe and I were the only ones left looking at each other, and it cried out to me, its round eyes full of fear.
I sneered: "What's your name, didn't you see that we are the same?"
It may be quite spiritual, looked me up and down, really stopped whimpering, and turned its head to the side to lick the wound.
After eating the roasted rabbit, and about half a cup of tea time, the lunatic came over and picked me up.
I jumped in my heart, knowing what this was about, and immediately shouted loudly: "Wait, let me down! I can come by myself now, don't help me... Madman, do you hear? Stop!"
Although this kind of thing had to happen every day before, but I was still embarrassed time and time again, I almost had to bury my self-esteem in the mud to calm down and pretend that nothing happened - but every time I repeat this step, I still find Back to the lost self-esteem.
The madman didn't know whether he didn't want me to come by himself or he didn't believe that I could do it by himself. This place is very far from the entrance of the cave. If you smell it carefully, you can smell the smell of urine. It is the place where lunatics solve "life events" on a daily basis.
I've heard that beasts like to leave marks in their dens to defend their territories, but I didn't expect people to do the same, let alone...
The madman changed his hugging position with ease, his arms crossed my knees, he pulled down his pants, opened his legs, and then squatted down, holding my lifeline like he was urinating on a child.
"Nah, shh-"
What a shame!
I am a dignified demon sect leader at this age to be pissed and pissed!
I was trembling with anger, but he thought I was in a rush to urinate, and rubbed my cheek with a stabbed chin: "Shh—"
I trembled even more, and then... I heard the crisp sound of water, and my lower body was refreshed, but my self-esteem was still lost to a rush of urination.
"Enough, go back..." I said to him in a hoarse voice.
He shook his head, but kept it as it was: "You haven't pulled it for two days..."
I:"… "
After two incense sticks, the lunatic buried my "self-respect", which was looking for life and death, with the soil contentedly.
I lay dying on the ground when he started taking off my clothes and kissing my neck, which was going to be a bedtime exercise. I felt a strange gaze staring at this side, and when I swept my gaze, I met a pair of big watery eyes, which really startled me.
The madman sensed the strangeness of me, and followed my line of sight, but he didn't see how he moved. A gust of wind hit the doe, and it was instantly brought down.
Then he impatiently rubbed my legs against his thing, rubbing my thighs hot.
Hey, it's really a beast, and I'm not afraid of being smoked.
I must get better soon, so that I can escape this inhuman life.
When I return to my teaching and regroup, I will definitely show the righteous people who knocked me off the cliff that day, so that they can have a taste of what I am now with all limbs and dignity.