When I first saw that bloody corpse last night, the fear I felt was indescribable. However, when I thought about how Qiang and I might become like that one day, that fear was even more unbearable than when I saw the bloody corpse. Of course, I couldn't describe it clearly with words.
Perhaps death wasn't really scary. What was really scary was the process of death. Now, I already knew that the process of my death would be extremely painful and terrifying, but I still lay here quietly. This was unbelievable to me.
Under normal circumstances, when people learned that they were going to die in an extremely cruel way, they would be so nervous that they would go crazy and commit suicide. However, I didn't. This didn't mean that I wasn't afraid. Right now, I was so scared that I even hoped that death would come soon. However, I was just so quiet, as if nothing would happen.
However, the fear was still growing and accumulating in my heart. However, I was unable to vent this fear. It was as if my body was a statue, a statue without emotions or flesh! However, my soul was trapped inside. No matter how nervous I was, the statue couldn't respond.
It was like a thick layer of ice, but beneath the ice was boiling water. When we feel nervous about our unknown fate, it might not be a bad thing, but when we feel nervous about our known fate, it might really be an unavoidable disaster.
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, but it sounded very orderly because I could hear some coherent sentences with specific content from the various voices. Most of them were the voices of the hospitalized family members.
This was fundamentally different from the nonsense that those mental patients spouted, but I was a little uncomfortable for a moment. Just like that, I lay in bed for an entire afternoon. Although I was terrified, the human brain was just strange. As long as I was free, no matter what environment I was in, I would always be able to imagine. He didn't know if this word was right, but his mind was in a mess for the entire afternoon without a focus. However, he had thought about a lot of things.
It wasn't until my stomach was growling that I noticed that the sky had darkened and night was coming. I wasn't afraid of the night, but of those pairs of eyes with malicious intentions.
Even though I was already very hungry, I still didn't want to eat anything. Perhaps it was my own illusion. Anyway, I always felt that I was surrounded by a nauseating smell of blood.
The door was pushed open silently, and a figure quietly flashed into the room. From that person's figure, I recognized that it was Ah Qiang. Suddenly, I seemed to have thought of something. I felt that this figure seemed to be someone, but I couldn't remember it.
"Eat something." Qiang turned on the light and handed me the snacks in his hand.
I shook my head and said,"I don't want to eat. There's the smell of blood everywhere."”
"This is your hallucination. There's no smell of blood.”As he spoke, he opened a bag of very fancy potato chips and said,"I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to eat, so I bought you this food.”
I was really hungry. As soon as I smelled the smell of the food that had been added with countless chemicals, I couldn't help but eat it. Although I wasn't really desperate, I was definitely ravenous.
At this moment, Ah Qiang leaned his face closer to me and said in a mysterious tone,"Do you know who died?"
I thought of the bloody corpse again, but it disappeared in a flash. I shook my head and said,"I can't tell who it is.”My tone was a little cold. Actually, I really didn't want to talk about this topic now. It didn't matter who it was anymore, but I suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"You really can't think of who it is?" Ah Qiang lowered his voice.”
I shook my head and the food in my hand suddenly fell on the bed. Could it be that he was the one who died?
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