brake…
This is not like a name at all.
Lin Wanyu wanted to open his mouth to refute, but Luo Ye sat down beside the fire with a look of sadness. The hunting knife in his hand inadvertently fiddled with the fire, and the fire crackled with rosin burning.
Lin Wanyu breathed the humid and stagnant air in the mountains and forests, and the situation Luo Ye was telling passed by her eyes.
"His only name is... Cha?" Lin Wanyu asked tentatively.
"Well, Sha." Luo Ye still fiddled with the flames, as if a flame more than a foot high could not drive away the cold. After a long pause, he continued: "I have never mentioned his name to anyone, and you are the only one who heard this story."
"But..." Lin Wanyu looked at Luo Ye in astonishment, and plucked up the courage to ask: "Why, why only tell me?"
Luo Ye smiled lightly and shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe because you are not an insider, you will not associate this story with my identity, or maybe it is because you are silly and I want to see you. The horrified expression at the end of the story."
Lin Wanyu said with a serious face: "Or maybe your secrets are buried too much and too deeply. Do you want to talk to me, a dull and stupid outsider?"
Luo Ye stopped the movement of his hand and looked quite shocked, but the expression on his face did not change at all. He slowly turned his head to look at Lin Wanyu, his eyes were smiling, but he did not speak for a long time.
A vague sense of anxiety gradually came to Lin Wanyu's heart. She held her breath, her bright eyes went straight into Luo Ye's heart, as if she wanted to read him like a book.
However, Luo Ye is not a book, and no woman can really read it.
He is more like an onion, covered with mud, and only after peeling off the first layer, he found that he was actually clean and suffocating. But the onion is never only one layer. To see Luo Ye’s heart, you need to peel it layer by layer. In the process of peeling, you will shed tears and tears. Until the end, you will finally find out. It turns out that onions are heartless...
Lin Wanyu cried silently. She had never felt so heartache before, and the more she understood Luo Ye, the more heartache she felt. I didn't think it was anything to see his sordid smile before, but now I see his smile, but tears can't stop.
After so much suffering, he can still laugh so freely, how strong this man is.
Luo Ye stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears for Lin Wanyu. "The story is too heavy, either beating or starving. Would you like to change to a lighter story? For example, the first time I slept with a woman—"
Lin Wanyu cried out and shook her head desperately and said: "No! I don't want to listen to those, I don't want to listen!"
"Just want to hear the story of cannibalism?" Luo Ye shook his finger, "I also said that I am cruel. It is cruel to listen to you while crying."
Lin Wanyu hurriedly put away her tears, "I'm fine, you can continue talking."
"Okay." Luo Ye thought for a while, "Where did I talk?"
"brake."
"… Well."
The name drew another long silence.
Lin Wanyu bit her lip and cautiously said: "Why don't you tell me about the black man who kicked you off? Did you retaliate against him later?"
"Retaliation?" Luo Ye's tone was full of confusion. "Retaliation for what?"
Lin Wanyu explained: "You stole half of a potato, and he punched and kicked you. Didn't you come back?"
Luo Ye shook his head, "No. I saw the black man several times later, but I didn't retaliate against him. Why, are you disappointed?"
Lin Wanyu nodded slightly, "Slightly." She hoped that those who had bullied Luo Ye would be punished, and even cut off the fingers of the black man like Luo Ye had punished the bald gangster before.
Luo Ye turned his gaze back to the beating flame, as if speaking to the air in front of him. "As a story, I know you expect a happy ending, but the truth is that I was too young to beat him."
"But what if you cooperate with Sasha?"
The expression on Luo Ye's face suddenly became unnatural. "It was a fluke that I cooperated with Sa to kill the two soldiers. They were drunk, and I didn't expect that the two yellow-faced and skinny children were fighters trained in combat-we can't have such good luck every day. You Understand that even if we two join forces to kill the black man who beat me up before, we should be hungry or hungry. Our goal is not revenge, but survival. The world is like this, killing many people cannot change. In the face of the belief to live, nothing matters.
Moreover, the entire slum is a living purgatory on earth. No one will look at the two Chinese children wrapped in blankets. There are many people who beat and scold us. I can't be full of ideas about how to kill them in the future. ? What's more, I stole the black man’s potatoes first, stealing food and eating in the slums, as unforgivable as an adulterous wife and daughter, he could break my legs, make me unable to walk, or break my neck directly, Throwing my body into the stinking ditch, but he didn’t do that. He just made me suffer a bit and warned me not to beat him for food. I’m grateful for it, but it’s too late. Why should I take revenge on him? What? "
"I didn't know you were so kind-"
"Kindness?" Luo Ye smiled at the corner of his mouth. "You don't think so when I cut off the fingers of the bald gangster. I am not kind, but involuntary."
"I know you are right," Lin Wanyu sighed annoyed, "but did you really have no resentment at that time?"
"Of course," Luo Ye said with a smile: "I was just a child at the time. Of course I hate whoever hits me. It's just that I gradually learned that most enemies in life don't use their fists to attack you. When you are in a difficult situation, the first thing you think about is definitely not revenge on those who bullied you, but how to struggle to get out of the trouble. But often when you look back when you get out of the situation, the resentment in your heart has long since disappeared, and there is only the right person left in your heart. The gratitude and awe for surviving—at least I am. Because no matter how fast the knife in hand is, people will always face difficulties. Even if everyone in the world is killed, the difficulties will still exist. Awe for it, adapt to it, also I got rid of it naturally."
"Then..." Lin Wanyu asked: "What happened to you and Sha later?"
Luo Ye added a few pieces of dry wood to the fire, and then said: "That night, we killed two soldiers from the local warlord. This is a very serious problem. You must know that the warlord holds a powerful armed force. If they find out that we did it, we will undoubtedly die.
At that time, I watched the soldier's body collapse little by little, and I saw Cha grinning at me.
I was very angry. If it weren't for him, I would have spent the next ten days in peace. My hiding place was hard to find, but now I have to give up. I wanted to rush to beat him, at least let him stay away from me, but I was dizzy at the time, and I hadn't completely freed myself from the nightmare of being swiped.
She walked in front of me and stuffed something in my mouth. I started chewing immediately, and with the greasiness and fragrance, I realized that it was the fattest part of the roast chicken. I almost jumped up like a wild dog, grabbed most of the roast chicken in his hand, and stuffed it desperately into my mouth. He was taken aback, but didn't snatch it back, but silently walked to the corpse and began to search for the loot.
I heard the sound of him swallowing saliva. I knew he was also hungry and wanted to eat, but I still guarded the food to prevent him from having a chance.
—Looking back now, I was so stupid at the time. Shah had a dazzling army thorn and pistol at his hand. At that time, it was easy for him to kill me.
But I didn’t think much about it at the time. I quickly ate a roasted chicken, not even the hardest bones, until there was nothing left. I was still reluctantly instigating a mixture of blood and black mud. Fingers.
When I was eating, Sha always kept a distance from me. After I finished eating, he stretched out his hand to greet me.
I hesitated for a while, thinking that I should pack up my things and escape before being discovered by the warlord, but my closed heart has gradually built up trust in Cha. I trusted him carefully, and he trusted me carefully.
We started looting the bodies of the two soldiers. You know, the soldiers are full of treasures, just like the treasures of dragons—it feels like the online games you play now. Kill the monsters and then pick up the loot and equipment. The difference is that this is the real loot. And equipment, things that can greatly increase our chances of survival.
We need thick clothes to withstand the cold rainy season, but the problem is that the uniforms of soldiers are too eye-catching. Wearing such clothes is as stupid as smoking at a gas station. I struggled with clothes for a long time, and finally decided not to take risks.
Sha wants to take their pistols. We do need weapons for self-defense, but pistols are obviously not good, because the most important thing for warlords is weapons. Soldiers can be recruited if they die. If you lose a gun, you can buy it again. If we take away the guns, the slums will face a large-scale sweep, and it will be us who will be unlucky in the end. Besides, the gun is useless, there are only a dozen bullets, which can't reverse the adversity.
Sasha was very obedient to me, and he threw away the pistol without even listening to my reasons.
In the end, we only took away a zippo lighter, two sharp military thorns, five thousand yuan banknotes and a few steel pegs, as well as holsters, belts and leather boots, and two shirts that could be used as quilts. .
Of course, the coins were printed by the local warlords themselves. Five thousand yuan can actually buy a roast chicken and a bottle of beer. But I don't plan to go to restaurants in towns and cities to buy roast chicken. Money is a dangerous thing, because children like us will definitely be suspected of buying roast chicken. The smartest way is to buy a little bit of flowers, buy pots and bowls and oil and salt from different stores, and then gather them together, use a lighter to ignite, cook the holsters, belts and leather boots and eat them-in this way, we two again It’s not a problem to live for ten days.
After taking my things, I climbed up on the roof and took away the things I had previously hidden, and formally started my wandering life together.
I thought that I and the Shah would get through the difficult situation steadily. Even if we are not stable, relying on our fighting skills and the army stabs in our hands, it is not a big problem to grab something to keep alive, but I found out that I was wrong that night. .
Cha suddenly started to have a high fever and talk nonsense. I untied his blanket and saw that his arm was dripping with black pus and blood, and the stench was like a rotting corpse.
I just remembered that when he was fighting a wild dog, he was bitten by a dog..."