Doomsday Wonderland

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The wind blew in from the broken glass window and rolled up the pink blue gauze curtain beside the window.

I really like the powder blue.

Suddenly my dad came home. From relatives’ discussions, I knew that he divorced my mother when I was very young, so that was the first time I saw him. My father, who looked very strange, brought me a dress made of smooth material from the south. It was a pink-blue dress that was rare in my hometown. I, who could only wear my cousin's old clothes before, took one look at it and was completely fascinated by its dreamy colors.

I wore it to school every day for a week until I had to change it out.

The sky was particularly blue during that time, which matched my dress very well. The dinners during that time were also very sumptuous, and my mother smiled particularly beautifully when she was with my father.

But soon, dad disappeared again. Mom also cut up the skirt and threw it away. She pulled my hair and told me not to cry, saying that my father bought me gifts to defraud her of money. Just like that, I started wearing my cousin's old sportswear again.

But those things have nothing to do with me, I still love pink blue just the same.

So, when I walked into this room and saw pink and blue gauze curtains everywhere, my mood immediately became very good - he looked at me, took my hand, his eyes were so beautiful: "I knew you I like this, so I chose this room specifically.”

No matter what he became, he was still so gentle. Things that I couldn't even imagine before have really happened now - it's just the two of us, together day and night, it's really like a dream.

Sometimes if you are unlucky, no one will pass by for several days. Whenever he had to insert his mouthpart into my arm, he would say to me distressedly and tenderly: "Madoka, you are such a good woman. I will definitely cherish you..."

He never takes too much from me and when I start to get dizzy, he stops right away. Every time the mouthpiece was pulled out from the flesh, blood would splash out, leaving blood stains all over my pink-blue curtains. I secretly washed it with mineral water behind his back, but I didn't expect it to be discovered. I have never seen him get so angry before - after getting angry, he hugged me and choked with sobs: "Only with that water can you stay with me..."

His body was trembling, and his mouthparts were buzzing.

I have never washed curtains since then.

Call me naive, but I still secretly carved a small umbrella in the corner, with the words "Chen Xiaoyuan and Pei Jun" written under the umbrella.

When I was lying on the window sill, waiting to snipe the passers-by, I could touch those words with my hand.

Whenever someone was knocked down, he would happily praise me and then go downstairs to drag the body back. Later, Arjun said that the body fluids of dead people are not fresh, and he would try to hit the target on the legs in the future... Although I also felt that they were very pitiful, there was nothing I could do about it.

There is a wall clock in the house. The shell has been half melted, but the hour hand is still moving strongly.

It’s unbelievable how many images have passed through my mind in such a short period of time. I moved my almost numb legs, lay on the window sill, and fired another bullet into the air - it seemed that Arjun had been out for more than an hour. He had never been away for such a long time in the past. Was it really like what the man said just now, that Jun was hurt by him?

At such a critical moment, the two people still didn't speak. If Arjun really lost an arm, he would have rushed back here in time, right...? What should I do?

"Brother! That corrupted species is here with me. I cut off its mouthparts. Come on, it's still moving!"

Suddenly, the voice of the young girl just now rang again - for a moment, what filled my mind was not the relief of knowing where Ajun was, nor the worry about Ajun who had lost his mouthparts, but anger.

Who is she, who dares to talk about the gentle and kind-hearted Arjun in such a tone like talking about insects? !

However, this anger only lasted for a short moment. The next second, the actual problem came to my mind. We have to save him quickly - without the mouthparts, then I can hang the girl's body upside down so that her blood will flow into Jun's mouth... Although it's not too fresh, I think... Jun wouldn't mind.

I immediately stood up, put away the traps in the corridor, and ran towards the West Point of Hearts.

I haven't evolved any basic abilities except vision. As early as the early stages of evolution, I noticed something was wrong with Arjun. At that time, I quietly said to myself, as long as I can help him, even if I sacrifice some basic abilities - I think God must have heard my prayer, so he fulfilled our wish.

So, God will definitely continue to help us now, right? Ajun, who fell behind the cake stand, would stand up quickly and energetically, smile at me and say, Madoka, you are such a good woman...right?

I forgot how many times I screamed, but soon the back of my neck hurt and the world in front of me went dark.

...When I woke up again, I found that I was tied up tightly, with a ball of cloth stuffed in my mouth, and my eyes were blindfolded. He couldn't see anything, couldn't speak, and only had a pair of ears, which could still clearly capture the sounds from the outside world - the one who spoke very fast at this time was the girl who just called her brother downstairs.

She sounded a little angry: "...there are many ways to prevent her from harming others; but if you want me to kill an unarmed person who has no ability to protect himself, I can't do it."

"Then do you plan to stay in this copy for the rest of your life?" The brother's voice sounded leisurely.

They didn't seem to notice that I had woken up from my coma.

The girl just now became mute all of a sudden, and even I, an invisible person, could feel the stagnation in the air. After a while, she whispered: "I don't believe there is only one way! Didn't you say that dungeons are not the only type of 'two armies fighting'? There are all kinds of dungeons in the world... Then there may be other ways to end this dungeon. Where is Brother Ji? I want to ask his opinion."

Although I don't know what the duplicates are, I always feel that they don't sound like brother and sister.

The brother whispered something in a low voice. The girl didn't hear it clearly, so she immediately asked, "What?"

He responded "Nothing."

But being relatively close to him, I heard those words clearly. What he said was "guessing it so quickly."

To be honest, I was never a smart kid growing up and now I am completely confused by them. Whether you kill me or not, I don't care, because I only worry about one thing: How is Arjun?

Where is he?

"Brother" took a few steps back and forth as if he was agitated. I didn't dare to move and kept my original posture, for fear that they would find me awake. He suddenly sighed and said, "Okay, what you said makes sense. I really can't disrespect your mood. Then let's just leave her here and wait until Aji comes back, right?"

The girl felt relieved all of a sudden, and there was even a hint of gratitude in her voice: "Thank you, that's it!"

"Then let's go, Mather and the others must be impatient..." "Brother" seemed to have finally given up. The girl said "Hmm", and the footsteps of the two gradually moved farther and farther away from me. The door was opened and closed again, and the room was quiet.

Huh - is my life saved?

"Wait a minute, Xiaojiu, I'll go back and check if the woman is tied tightly." Suddenly the voice of "brother" came from outside the door again. I was startled and quickly held my breath.

"Okay, then hurry up..." the girl said standing outside the door.

The man entered the door, and several strange, cutting sounds quickly cut through the air, and then footsteps quickly came to me. Suddenly, the cloth in front of me was pulled away - fortunately, I was prepared and my eyes were still closed.

A hand grabbed my chin tightly and turned my face to one side, causing me pain. Then the man's voice sounded low: "I know you are awake...open your eyes and take a look."

I opened my eyes shakily.

Arjun's broken body, which had been cut into several pieces, mixed with his body fluids and blood, was scattered in front of my eyes. His head was cut off and placed on the ground directly in front of him. My favorite pair of slender eyes, like those of a Korean artist, were looking at me blankly. The mouthparts are still there, and so are the arms, but they were separated and thrown far away...

I heard a meaningless "woo" sound coming from my mouth, as if I was crying.

The man with fox eyes and a smiling face stuffed something into my ear, then turned around and walked out the door. Only then did I realize that Arjun and I had both been moved into our house. Next to me were the pink and blue curtains that I loved so much.

"Is she still unconscious?" A girl's voice came faintly from outside the door.

"Yeah, still unconscious." The man said.

I had no time to think about that man's intentions, because Ajun's miserable appearance had already occupied my entire retina.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the man's voice suddenly came to his ears.

"This man's name is Pei Jun, right? He has abandoned you and died first. But it was not painful when he died. Being able to leave such a terrible world with a woman he doesn't love, UU Reading www.uukanshu .net is also a breeze.”

"He doesn't love you. I have to be tied to you just so you can hunt for him. It's so uncomfortable - death would be a relief."

"...How pitiful. You have been abandoned by your father since you were a child. No one likes you. Even your mother often says you are a drag. After all, without you, my mother would have been married long ago... What a superfluous person."

The voice seemed to have some kind of magic power, entangled with Ajun's corpse in front of him to form a psychedelic abstract painting. I cried so hard that I couldn't even hear clearly what he said later, let alone ask him how he knew. Only one sentence penetrated into my ears as if it were alive: "I just untied the rope for you. Go and take a look in the drawer by the window."

After struggling to free myself from the rope, I opened the drawer. The phrase "There is no one to love, and no one to love. What will you do if you are alone in this world?" still echoes in my mind.

Floating in the drawer was a metal bullet I was all too familiar with.

sorry. I don't know who I'm talking to - maybe it's me. This world is too scary and I can't stand it anymore.

There was a gunshot, and the last thing I saw was the pink-blue curtains that were stained with my own blood and lost their original color.

"oops……"

Li Zhijun, who had just walked downstairs, paused and turned to Lin Sanjiu with watery eyes. "The sound just now seemed to be coming from the 15th floor?"

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