I am a god in script killing

Chapter 145 Doomsday Wailing (15)

"I do not want to say."

Bo Jun was sitting on the fence at that time, looking at the power grid and the wilderness.

The forest is in the distance, the end of the field of vision.

There are creatures there, like birds and wild dogs that sneak into the research center.

"Mu Lin," Bo Jun stared into the distance, and whispered to Mu Lin who was sitting next to her, "Look into the distance."

Mu Lin paused, followed her gaze to a distant, unknown place.

"Do you know what's outside?" Mu Lin also lowered his voice.

"I don't know, I haven't been out before," Bo Jun said, his voice still slow and calm, "I tried to escape, but I was shocked to death by the power grid outside the base."

"Is it the time you were detained?"

"Yes." Bo Jun didn't deny it.

"I've always wanted to know why you thought of escaping?"

Mu Lin remembered that time, when Bo Juan was only six years old.

It would be understandable if he was a person who was taken captive later, because he had touched the beauty and truth beyond suffering.

But Bo Juan was different. She was abandoned by her family because of her mother and grew up in the base.

But such children miraculously do not grow up to be humble and submissive.

She seems to have inherited her mother's rebellious and fighting nature from birth.

"Because of a bird."

Bo Juan had never mentioned the reason for his escape, but this time he did so for the first time.

"Bird?" Mu Lin was confused, but he didn't expect such an answer.

"A baby bird learning to take off," Bo Juan seemed to be lost in memories, "I happened to come out that day. At this location, I saw an unknown bird leading her child to learn to fly."

The chick couldn't fly, and its round body weighed down its short wings. It seemed to weigh ten thousand pounds, and its desire to fly was crushed by reality.

Bo Jun looked bored, and wanted to throw stones at others.

But she hadn't made a move yet, the fat bird fluttered under the urging of its mother bird and its own flying instinct, fell down again and again, and fluttered again and again.

Bo Jun was in a daze, the stone in his hand slipped out of nowhere and fell into the wilderness under the railing.

"Boom-"

It was the sound of stones hitting the hard ground.

"trickle--"

It was the sound of the baby bird flying up.

Bo Jun stared at the flying bird, followed it out of sight, and disappeared into the distance that she had never set foot on.

free.

free.

Bo Jun heard a deafening voice in his ear.

It's like an instinctive urge, a call from the soul.

So she tried to jump over the grid outside the railing, but she could only stop in the wilderness.

She went to touch the power grid, but was found by researchers and put in confinement when she failed to achieve her goal.

"I lay in the confinement room without food or drink for three whole days."

Bo Juan said, the words seeming to be squeezed out from the gap between his teeth: "But I still have a wild heart. I look at the rats running around and feel that the shady beasts in the ditch are freer than me."

In the darkness, Bao Jun hugged his knees and stared at the moonlight outside the window, listening to the long wind blowing the wilderness.

A longing.

"So I broke out and wanted to risk my life to see the outside world," Bo Juan's voice became softer again, his nose was sore, and his eyes were filled with hot tears, "But when I broke through the prison border, I couldn't resist He bumped into the power grid, and his consciousness was blurred by the electric shock, but he was unwilling to die."

"I can not be reconciled."

As she repeated this, the tears burst into tears, and the hot desire and yearning turned into substance, engraved in her soul.

This was the first time Mu Lin saw her cry.

Even when he was a child, Mu Lin never saw Bo Jun cry.

"Really a weird kid."

Mu Lin thought so, but the yearning and hope that had been extinguished in his heart rekindled.

"Freedom..."

Mu Lin murmured, and finally leaned forward under the sunset, and made an agreement with the people around him.

They want to step through the wilderness and touch the unknown freedom.

—Even if you lose everything for it.

(End of this chapter)