Wake up again in the cage
There are wooden boards below, and the space is extremely small. Although it is kneeling, the back also touches the fence of the iron cage.
Ankles, knees, elbows, wrists, all locked at the bottom of the cage by iron rings, unable to move
The injured left hand has applied a splint, and a welded iron chain is tied to the neck collar. Except for the head and neck, only the right finger can bend and stretched.
Eye mask, earplugs, mouth plugs, anal plugs, all the holes on his body seemed to be blocked, eyes could not see, ears could not hear, and mouth could not speak, so that he doubted at first whether he was still alive.
But then I realized that death is an unattainable luxury for him now
The person is completely objectified, and the feeding tube and catheter connected to the stomach are maintained through the nose to maintain food and excretion, which is his only connection with the outside world.
The guard doesn't even need to touch his body
After being deprived of vision and hearing, touch becomes abnormally sensitive
He could clearly feel the flow of air, the number of times the pulse beats, how food flows into the body along the gastric tube, and the change in light intensity through the thick eye mask can be sensed
Time passed quietly. He thought such strict constraints were another punishment for him, but later he felt the shock of his body. Then, he was moved with the club as a cargo. The biggest possibility was to be on the boat.
He suddenly wanted to laugh
He had planned countless times before, how to escape while transporting, how to use food and excretion to find opportunities. Now he thinks about it so naive!
It's useless, you don't have any chance...
If you can't escape, give up...
This time, Ren told the truth again, but the truth he told made him despair more and more time after time
If you can't die or escape, you will be destined to sink into this hell. Is this his fate?
He still often thinks of Qingxiao
For some reason, he always felt that Qingxiao was not dead
Deep in his heart, he could not sense the message that his lover had completely disappeared.
However, those sweet and warm past events will be heart-wrenching when they think of it, and then gradually become untouchable pasts. Under his deliberate suppression and push away, they are slowly lost and scattered in the depths of memory, distant and sad, like the occasional flash of the previous life.
In this lonely and dark small space, time has lost its meaning
He can't tell the difference between day and night, nor do he want to tell the difference between day and night
He began to recall some of the knowledge he learned in textbooks, college, middle school, and even elementary school, to spend the long night
I silently carry the boring and rigid data of pi and periodic table of chemical elements in my heart. Since specific people and things can only break his heart
Sometimes he even feels proud of his amazing memory, which is still as clear as yesterday after so long.
After memorizing the Pi 100 decimal places, he began to memorize the sonnets of Shakespeare that he had hated before:
When I count the bells of the wall report,
Seeing the bright day falling into the hideous night,
When I stared at the violet's old spring appearance,
The curly hair of black hair was covered with snow;
……
He slowly recalled, silently following his words:
……
One day you will join the waste pile of time,
Since Mei and Fangfei both abandoned themselves,
Watching others grow but wither;
Nothing can resist time's vengeance,
……
Hey, what is the last sentence?
He forgot
Is it your end of the world the death of true and beautiful?
No, that's the 14th song, he memorized the 12th song
He racked his brains to search in the sea of memory, but he couldn't remember it, he really couldn't remember it
He kept thinking hard about what the last poem was. The longer the time, the more he felt more and more panicked. He felt vaguely that he would be in trouble if he couldn't remember this poem, although he did not make any oath or promise when he started to recite it.
It was not until the light suddenly became stronger in front of him and the guard uncovered the black cloth from the iron cage to feed him that he suddenly realized:
He just passed by the edge of madness
This perception frightened him, but then he slowly calmed down
Crazy or death will not be worse than the current situation. It can even be regarded as a sweet temptation that will allow him to escape from this tragic reality.
So he calmly welcomed the crazy frequent visits, and even learned how to deal with it
He will carefully wrap his soul, then close his emotions, senses, mind, and let himself sink into the abyss of unconsciousness...
There are wooden boards below, and the space is extremely small. Although it is kneeling, the back also touches the fence of the iron cage.
Ankles, knees, elbows, wrists, all locked at the bottom of the cage by iron rings, unable to move
The injured left hand has applied a splint, and a welded iron chain is tied to the neck collar. Except for the head and neck, only the right finger can bend and stretched.
Eye mask, earplugs, mouth plugs, anal plugs, all the holes on his body seemed to be blocked, eyes could not see, ears could not hear, and mouth could not speak, so that he doubted at first whether he was still alive.
But then I realized that death is an unattainable luxury for him now
The person is completely objectified, and the feeding tube and catheter connected to the stomach are maintained through the nose to maintain food and excretion, which is his only connection with the outside world.
The guard doesn't even need to touch his body
After being deprived of vision and hearing, touch becomes abnormally sensitive
He could clearly feel the flow of air, the number of times the pulse beats, how food flows into the body along the gastric tube, and the change in light intensity through the thick eye mask can be sensed
Time passed quietly. He thought such strict constraints were another punishment for him, but later he felt the shock of his body. Then, he was moved with the club as a cargo. The biggest possibility was to be on the boat.
He suddenly wanted to laugh
He had planned countless times before, how to escape while transporting, how to use food and excretion to find opportunities. Now he thinks about it so naive!
It's useless, you don't have any chance...
If you can't escape, give up...
This time, Ren told the truth again, but the truth he told made him despair more and more time after time
If you can't die or escape, you will be destined to sink into this hell. Is this his fate?
He still often thinks of Qingxiao
For some reason, he always felt that Qingxiao was not dead
Deep in his heart, he could not sense the message that his lover had completely disappeared.
However, those sweet and warm past events will be heart-wrenching when they think of it, and then gradually become untouchable pasts. Under his deliberate suppression and push away, they are slowly lost and scattered in the depths of memory, distant and sad, like the occasional flash of the previous life.
In this lonely and dark small space, time has lost its meaning
He can't tell the difference between day and night, nor do he want to tell the difference between day and night
He began to recall some of the knowledge he learned in textbooks, college, middle school, and even elementary school, to spend the long night
I silently carry the boring and rigid data of pi and periodic table of chemical elements in my heart. Since specific people and things can only break his heart
Sometimes he even feels proud of his amazing memory, which is still as clear as yesterday after so long.
After memorizing the Pi 100 decimal places, he began to memorize the sonnets of Shakespeare that he had hated before:
When I count the bells of the wall report,
Seeing the bright day falling into the hideous night,
When I stared at the violet's old spring appearance,
The curly hair of black hair was covered with snow;
……
He slowly recalled, silently following his words:
……
One day you will join the waste pile of time,
Since Mei and Fangfei both abandoned themselves,
Watching others grow but wither;
Nothing can resist time's vengeance,
……
Hey, what is the last sentence?
He forgot
Is it your end of the world the death of true and beautiful?
No, that's the 14th song, he memorized the 12th song
He racked his brains to search in the sea of memory, but he couldn't remember it, he really couldn't remember it
He kept thinking hard about what the last poem was. The longer the time, the more he felt more and more panicked. He felt vaguely that he would be in trouble if he couldn't remember this poem, although he did not make any oath or promise when he started to recite it.
It was not until the light suddenly became stronger in front of him and the guard uncovered the black cloth from the iron cage to feed him that he suddenly realized:
He just passed by the edge of madness
This perception frightened him, but then he slowly calmed down
Crazy or death will not be worse than the current situation. It can even be regarded as a sweet temptation that will allow him to escape from this tragic reality.
So he calmly welcomed the crazy frequent visits, and even learned how to deal with it
He will carefully wrap his soul, then close his emotions, senses, mind, and let himself sink into the abyss of unconsciousness...
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