This Damned Thirst for Survival

The liquid crystal display in the elevator clearly showed the death process of Wen Renlian before Jiang Luo's eyes.

Wen Renlian could choose to clear the customs, but he chose to die. Jiang Luo's expression changed back and forth, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

The surveillance camera in the elevator was pointed at him, as if watching the mutant face of the black-haired youth with interest. Even if Jiang Luo knew that Chi You might be looking at his expression leisurely from behind, he couldn't control his expression.

The mind is irritable and extremely complicated.

Because Wen Renlian and the previous three companions died in different ways.

But this was again the result of Wen Renlian's active choice, and Jiang Luo could not oppose or stop it. Wen Renlian must have his own reasons for doing this, at least he still had a smile on his face when he died.

But watching people die before his own eyes, Jiang Luo still couldn't hold back his unhappiness.

Chi You is an evil spirit. He grew up in an environment full of malice. All the darkness and pain he had experienced brought him into the abyss and soaked in the muddy mud.

In the process, he understands that the weak eats the strong, and this dream embodies his crazy spiritual world to the fullest. The world is floating in the sea of ​​bitterness and becoming ugly in the struggle of human nature. All of these are what Chi You is most familiar with.

Jiang Luo became more and more aware of how dangerous this world was.

Especially for kind people.

Soon, the second companion appeared on the LCD monitor.

Perhaps it was Wen Renlian's death that laid the groundwork, Jiang Luo calmed down quickly, and he watched Kuang Zheng's every move intently.

Like Wen Renlian, Kuang Zheng stepped into a dream in a dream.

But the difference is that Kuang Zheng's dream is very warm and harmonious.

A small room was separated by curtains for several spaces. Jiang Luo knew that Kuang Zheng had a younger sister in his family, but he knew for the first time that Kuang Zheng's father was still disabled.

On the bed, a thin middle-aged man had his left leg broken at the base of his leg, and the muscles of his right leg atrophied. He was trying hard to roll over and get out of bed, Kuang Zheng's sister blushed and tried to help her father. At the doorway separated by a curtain, Kuang Zheng's mother was cooking with a gentle expression.

Father Kuang was sweating profusely on crutches and came back from the toilet. He stood behind Kuang's mother and watched for a while. Although his face was full of vicissitudes, his expression was positive and relaxed. He smiled and said: "This morning What about the pancakes? Look at the smell, it's so fragrant."

Kuang's mother smiled, "Your daughter looked a few more times in front of the cake shop yesterday, and she was almost drooling. I originally wanted to bite her teeth and buy her a cake for her to taste, but she didn't want it. I will come back. After that, I thought about baking her a sweet cake. Isn't it all Tiansisi made with noodles? The taste is probably the same."

Father Kuang turned to look at his daughter next to him, and gently touched her head, "I want to eat cake from afar? Waiting for the end of this month, let your brother take you to buy one."

My sister stared at the cookies in the pan and swallowed, her voice was immature, but she was very sensible, "I don't want to eat cakes, I want to eat cookies."

Kuang's father and Kuang's mother looked at each other and smiled.

Although the house was dilapidated and small, the Kuang family kept it clean. The window was opened, and the morning eyes penetrated into the room. On the windowsill, there were several blooming wild flowers, and clear water drops remained on the wild flowers. The window curtain is a bell rope woven with woolen yarn made by my sister.

When the wind blew, a sweet voice rang.

Kuang's mother put the food on the table. There was also a vase on the table with a bunch of vigorous winter jasmine flowers.

The door was opened to breathe, and the family of three inside the door smiled happily. The pain of poverty and the decline of life seemed to be defeated by their respect and seriousness for life, without a bit of gloom shed on their faces.

Jiang Luo looked a little lost.

With such a family, it is no wonder that Kuang has such an honest character.

Standing at the door, Kuang was also watching this scene with a smile. His eyes were soft, and the parents and sisters in the house also saw him and hurriedly asked him to come in for dinner.

He walked in, sat next to his sister, ate in silence with his head down, Kuang Zheng didn't like to talk, but silently handed the things his family needed to them.

Everything is very warm and beautiful.

But Jiang Luo knew that this kind of warmth would definitely be broken.

Sure enough, a group of people broke into Kuang Zheng's home soon. They smashed the steaming food on the table and pushed the panicked Kuang father Kuang mother to the ground, trying to **** Kuang Zheng's sister, "Oh, this little girl looks good, and she can sell it for a lot of money. You guys. Since the family has no money to repay the bill, don't blame us for taking your daughter away!"

Father Kuang shrank into a ball on the ground in pain, angrily and anxiously when he heard this, "Our family never owes money to others!"

The group of people with kitchen knives and axes grinned and didn't care about what he said. They walked around the room, and after seeing that there was nothing to grab, their faces became gloomy.

"It's **** bad, why this family is so poor, come here for nothing!"

"Damn, there is nothing, no wonder you dare to open the door to eat."

"Brother Liu, let's search for the next one?"

Brother Liu said impatiently: "Bring people on, let's go."

My sister was crying and struggling desperately, Kuang's mother tried her best to hold his thigh and shouted with all her strength: "Come on! Come on! Someone is robbing a child!"

Brother Liu kicked her furiously, "My old lady, do you dare to call someone?!"

Kuang Zheng was forced to the ground by his two accomplices. He was struggling with breathlessness, overturned the two people on his body, and snatched his sister from Brother Liu.

Brother Liu Yinyin smiled, "Boy, are you going to fight against me?"

Kuang Zheng lifted his parents up, pushed his sister and them behind him, and watched defensively at the strangers who broke into the house, "I won't let you hurt my family."

Brother Liu was holding a kitchen knife, and he was obviously irritated. Kuang Zheng rushed at him preemptively, but after holding the hands of Brother Liu and snatching the kitchen knife, he suddenly saw a line of words appearing on the ceiling.

[Close the door and leave, you can pass this pass and reach the 18th floor]

Leave?

Kuang Zheng's struggle stopped, and he looked at the line blankly.

Is this for him to watch his family being bullied, and then turn a blind eye?

He was silent for a short while, and continued the movement in his hands.

Even if he knew it was fake, he couldn't ignore it...

Jiang Luo closed his eyes and could already guess what the ending of the Kuang Zheng Conference would be.

After a while, he opened his eyes and saw Kuang Zheng's death scene full of kitchen knives and axes.

Like Wen Renlian, Kuang Zheng and Wen Renlian both chose to die, but they both smiled contentedly when they died.

Jiang Luo's heart was already very calm.

He patiently waited for Ye Xun's appearance.

Later, after Ye Xun stepped into the elevator, the content also appeared on the display.

Ye Xun's final result was the same as Wen Renlian and Kuang Zheng. In order to protect his dying mother, Ye Xun refused the opportunity to reach the eighteenth floor and died in a fantasy world.

Jiang Luo didn't know why Chi You wanted to show him the live broadcast, just as he didn't know whether he would treat his companions who would rather die than stick to his heart, whether he was angry or gratified.

Jiang Luo pursed his lips. After the monitor went off, he quietly waited for the start of his own dream.

Judging from Wenrenlian's experience with Ye Xun, what he saw in the elevator was undoubtedly the most feared fantasy in his heart. Wen Renlian's stepfather he killed came back to life, Kuang was the destruction of his cherished family, and Ye Xun was the death of his mother.

To think about it from another angle, this is also the deepest desire in the hearts of the three of them.

Wen Renlian wants to make sure that his stepfather cannot die again, Kuangzheng wants to protect the family, and Ye Xun wants to save his mother.

So what everyone sees is a picture of fear and desire intertwined?

Jiang Luo thoughtfully, he was ready to see the pair of garbage parents.

After a few seconds, the elevator door opened slowly.

Jiang Luo raised his eyelids and looked at it casually, but after seeing something outside the elevator, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

It was not the trash parents who appeared in front of him, but Chi You who was dying in the corner.

Chi You and him were only two or three meters away, sitting leaning against the corner of the wall, with their heads hanging down, life and death unknown.

His slender legs were about to occupy most of the elevator corridor, one pale hand was resting on his abdomen, and the other was hanging weakly beside him, blood dripping from his wrists, wet a large area of ​​the ground.

The always neat suit was slightly messy at this time, and Jiang Luo could only see Chi You's pale jaw and thin lips that had lost blood.

The blood seemed to bloom a rotten flower under him. But even in such a weak state, the evil spirit sitting in the corner has a somewhat contradictory and attractive strange charm.

His posture is embarrassing, but at the same time elegant and charming. It is dangerous and deceptive.

It seems that as long as you get close to the evil spirit, you will find that he has never been in a coma, but with dark and strange eyes open, with a distorted smile, waiting for others to fall into the trap.

But it also seems to have lost consciousness, which can make people act recklessly.

Such as oppressing him, taming him, killing him...

Jiang Luo's throat moved slightly, but he quickly recovered.

After returning to his senses, his expression suddenly became weird.

If his previous inferences were not wrong, and the illusion that everyone saw was the most feared thing and the deepest desire in his heart, then he saw Chi You, what does this mean?

What he fears most is Chi Yu's death?

Is your deepest desire to do whatever you want with Chi You, or to become Chi You's savior?

Jiang Luo: "..."

He shivered.

impossible.

How can this be.

At this time, the blood under Chi You slowly formed a line of familiar words.

[Ignore him, close the door and leave, you can pass this barrier and reach the 18th floor]

Jiang Luo didn't hesitate for almost a second. He immediately pressed the door close button in the elevator, fearing that the elevator would close too slowly, he pressed it again four or five times in a row.

The elevator doors closed slowly, and the elevator carrying the black-haired youth went to the eighteenth floor.

The evil spirit sitting against the wall outside the elevator door slowly raised his head.

He opened his closed eyes and looked at the rising elevator. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, his arms casually placed on his knees.

The blood under his body was gradually sucked away by the floor, and the evil spirit slowly wiped the blood from his hands. The flash in his eyes was like a snake spitting out a snake letter.