Game of Death: Pretty Crazy

"Zixu is really smart, and he is also No.1 this year."

"I heard from the teacher in the interest class that Zixu remembered it after reading it once!"

"Hahaha, it's said to be the key class of Experimental Primary School, those students from Zixu can't keep up with you at all."

Wei Zixu tiptoed to close the door, took out a white hedgehog from the cardboard box, and carefully placed it on the foam board of the computer desk. "Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs, today we are going to do something very powerful together." The little guy called "Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs" squeaked and rubbed the back of his hand affectionately, making the little boy laugh: "Haha Itch, well, I like you too."

The things in the textbook are too simple, but it is difficult to be praised if you just learn those things.While his father was away, he rummaged through his father's bookcase several times, and found a heavy professional book with dazzling nouns and section diagrams.The little boy believes that if he can learn this, his mother will praise him proudly.

After the anesthesia, he fixed the limbs on the foam board with thumbtacks. To prevent the premature failure of the anesthesia, he carefully sealed the mouth of "Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs" with transparent glue and cotton balls.The scalpel is at a 45-degree angle, and it takes some effort to cut through the dermis. The abdomen of mammals is indeed different from that of frogs and sparrows.Blood seeped into the white foam board, which was extremely dirty. Fortunately, he had cleaned up the computer desk in advance.After cutting off the ribs and opening the lungs, a red heart was beating hard.He accurately inserted the needle into the left ventricle and is now ready for water injection.

Small animals like him very much, so the materials for practicing dissection are not difficult to grasp. "Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs" is a pet given to him by Little Bell Pepper. He attaches great importance to it and doesn't start working until he can handle it with ease.The prettiest organ was the heart, but too much blood would stain his expensive carpet and annoy Mom.He sensibly drained the blood first, the key is to inject water when the heart is beating, and drain the blood by himself while it is still alive.

He happily went out holding that little heart, and the paws of "Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs" were still twitching.

"Zixu? What is this...! Zixu, don't scare mom!" The little heart was thrown to the side of the tea table, and it just landed on the white pattern of the carpet, which was as white as mother's dress.The light red liquid flowing from the lumen still stained the carpet.He has been experimenting with books for so long, and this is the best result.He works so hard and is so sensible, how could my mother not notice it.

Mother......

Mom, why don't you praise me?

"Look, doesn't he look alike?"

At dinner time on the first day, Zhu Yu said to her with a smile.

Lin Shanzhi looked up at him. This man was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a soft smile, as warm as overcooked red bean paste.It does look like it, like it when it's not talking, like it when it smiles, this kind of defenseless look, it's also very similar.It turns out that Zhu Yu knows the type of man she likes better than she does.

"You look like my current boyfriend. You have been dating for two months."

"Oh." Wei Zixu held the cup and expressed his interest, as if he didn't understand the meaning of flirting in this context at all.

The man was an employee of a real estate company, and the first time he came to the store was because of the request of his boss.

Its shape is also as light as a frightened bird, and graceful as a swimming dragon.Lin Shanzhi looked at his face when he repeated the request, and the sentence in "Luo Shen Fu" appeared in his mind.Ordinary people use "good-looking skins are the same" to encourage themselves, but is a good-looking skin really inferior to a beautiful soul?In the poems, a lot of gorgeous rhetoric is used to repeat them, and the painters have prepared bright and colorful paintings for them. Which one is more beautiful and good people that have been handed down in history?

Rather than saying that he is Lin Shanzhi's favorite type, it is better to say that he is her favorite artistic conception.

However, after dating, it is easy to find that he is really much more boring inside than his skin.Fortunately, she is not greedy, and understands that people always have flaws.Sometimes thinking that he is not happy enough, I will chat with Zhu Yu a few more times.She couldn't remember when Zhu Yu started hanging around in the store frequently, this well-dressed woman obviously didn't know calligraphy and painting, yet she could stay in this boring place for hours.

Recently, he suddenly didn't reply to her message and went to his company to find him, and was told that he left work early.Zhu Yu was lying on the counter, watching her keep checking the chat software, and slowly said: "Shanzhi, although your boyfriend has a good-looking face, he can't do his job well, and he ejaculates instantly every time he does it with me."

She raised her head in shock, and there was a triumphant smirk under her thick foundation.

"Well, that's really... I would have broken off the relationship a long time ago." Wei Zixu echoed embarrassingly.

"Oh... I don't know why we are still friends until now, maybe I have never learned to reject others forcefully." Lin Shanzhi took a sip of wine and was silent for a moment.But the hatred for her was so weak that it was unreal after her death.

"and after?"

Later, the man came to her and said that the company was going to be transferred, and that he was going to move to another city in seven days. "Let's break up, I did something sorry for you." If you know that you feel guilty towards her, why don't you spend your energy on asking her for forgiveness, but end it with two simple words.In vain, she tried her best to think of reasons for him, and then tried her best to convince herself.She was ready to bear a love that was miserable and endlessly twisted, but unexpectedly, love could also be put into a plastic takeaway box, ready to be served at any time, and thrown away after eating.It is really convenient and fast, advancing with the times.

"Later we reconciled. Although the process was bloody, it has stabilized now. Ah, you have been talking about me all the time. You must be very bored."

"Eh?" In fact, Wei Zixu wanted to say that this is the end of the story, and the climax part is too little ink, but it is not polite to listen to other people's unpleasant experiences as stories, and it requires both voice and emotion, "How come, are you willing to talk to me?" Tell me, I'm very happy." Wei Zixu yawned slightly as sleepiness subsided.

Seeing him yawning, Lin Shanzhi felt a little sleepy, "I've been bothering you for a long time, I'm going back. This wine is good." Wei Zixu stood up and sent her off: "Then you come over to drink tomorrow."

"Definitely." When she came out of Wei Zixu's room, she turned her head and glanced at the carved ancient clock at the end of the corridor.Eleven forty-five.I didn't expect that the time spent chatting for a while passed so quickly.

Wei Zixu leaned on the railing and watched her go down the stairs. "It's an enviable slow life," Wei Zixu rubbed his chin, "then let time go slower for her." Turning on the dial, turning the minute hand, a small red dot flashed in the darkness behind the pendulum, Wei Zixu Zixu looked intently, "Is there even a camera in this place? Director is really a meticulous person."

Facing the camera, he stretched out two fingers to rub his cheeks, and made a rustic scissors hand: "Cheese~"

Back in the room, Wei Zixu suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have anything else to do except chat. After all, he is a man who can't do anything without a computer.But obviously, there must be other ways to pass the night in the flowing well next door.So the soundproofing of this house is good, Wei Zixu didn't hear a single sound.

He was about to fall asleep when suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, which made his heart tighten. "Please...please help me..." was Chang Huaijin's voice.Wei Zixu opened a crack in the door, and Chang Huaijin panted heavily, sweating profusely, and hurriedly said, "My junior, Mo Wanxiang her, she's gone, I've searched all over the building... I'm afraid of her, I'm afraid she will be wolves..." Chang Huaijin lived in the room on his left, and there were only him, Liujing and Chang Huaijin in the east corridor on the second floor. She panicked and knocked on the nearest person's phone door for help.

Wei Zixu hurried out, "Don't worry, think about whether she has said where she is going tonight, who she is going to meet, etc."

"She," Chang Huaijin's face turned pale, "after dinner, she said to me: Sister, let's run away."

"Tsk." Wei Zixu grabbed his coat and put it on, "I'll go outside to look around, you go to her room to watch, maybe you'll come back by yourself. If I haven't heard from me in half an hour, I'll knock on the door one by one to mobilize everyone Let's find it together."

"Okay, okay." Chang Huaijin nodded gratefully.

The night is as dark as ink, and the lights of the mansion can illuminate about 100 meters, and it will be blurred if you go further.The moonlight was not good tonight, and it took Wei Zixu a while for his eyes to adjust to the darkness.I remember that Mo Wanxiang was running in this direction during the day, and I don't know how long she had been walking, Wei Zixu trotted after her.When approaching the high-voltage power grid, a figure moved slowly in front.Without saying a word, Wei Zixu rushed forward and knocked her to the ground.

"Ah!" Mo Wanxiang screamed in fright and struggled.Wei Zixu knew this would happen, if he couldn't hold her back and was dragged into the discharge area, he would have to play with her to the end.

"Don't be afraid! Chang Huaijin told me to come to you."

"Woo...don't kill me, don't kill me..." Mo Wanxiang was ashamed, her tears were muddy, and she was still trying to move to the high-voltage power grid.

"No one is going to kill you! But if you go any further, you will really die. And kill me too!" Wei Zixu pressed her tightly, and the frightened girl stopped moving and burst into tears : "Wow - why should this happen to me! Let me go! I want to go home!"

Are you going back to your hometown?Wei Zixu was so angry that he wanted to laugh, "Why, you have wings?"

Mo Wanxiang sobbed: "I, I didn't come here to die... I saw it during the day, the power grid is very loose, and a person can slip through it with a short body..."

Wei Zixu interrupted her: "Do you think you are a plastic man? If you take three steps forward, the step voltage will kill you immediately."

Mo Wanxiang was reprimanded by him, shrank her neck, and was scolded back to a trace of rationality.Weeping quietly for a few minutes, panting evenly, and rationalizing the words to Wei Zixu: "I have seen this kind of power grid in a movie, wear an insulating suit, use pliers to hold the wire to make a hole, and it will be fine to walk over. I, I'm here tonight to investigate..."

"Oh?" Seeing that she was not in a hurry to give away the head, Wei Zixu loosened her grip, "What kind of pliers? What kind of material? The length of the head? Where can I get the insulation? Who will try it if I get it?"

"This...ordinary pliers will do, right? Insulation suit...well, we'll discuss those later..."

Mo Wanxiang now realized that this idea was unreliable, and the sliver of hope that had been ignited in his heart was extinguished, and tears rolled down the dirt road again, "Oh... But I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled! Things, we are free with only such a small distance! We are killing each other in here, and no one finds out! It’s just separated by this thing!”

Wei Zixu looked at the high-voltage power grid, and the 30-meter-high power grid stood still, leisurely.

Outside those thin wires is the secular world, the human world, the numb daily life of eating, drinking and having fun.Some people have no worries about food and clothing but still shout about social regression, come and go freely and say that the burden is too heavy.Those ordinary days, in retrospect, are like heaven.

"You can go back."

"Huh?" Mo Wanxiang looked at him with swollen eyes.

Wei Zixu took a deep breath and suppressed his own thoughts of breaking through the high-voltage power grid. His fists trembled slightly, and he leaned over and hugged Mo Wanxiang's thin shoulders tightly: "Just win."

His voice was unwavering, solid like a steel pillar, supporting her crumbling heart: "Wolves are humans too, and they will always show their feet. With so many pairs of eyes staring at us, we will soon be able to kill all wolves." Execute, and we all go home safe and sound."

It's okay, it's okay.Mo Wanxiang opened his dry eyes.Obviously this man was also trembling, but he said comforting words to her one after another.In the following nights, whenever she was too scared to fall asleep, thinking of this warm embrace would gradually give her the courage to face the next horrible tomorrow, or there would be no tomorrow at all.

If she knew that was the result, she would rather never have believed in this man.

"Go wash your face first, you don't want to be seen by your senior sister like this." Wei Zixu pulled Mo Wanxiang, who was sobbing, into the mansion, washed up in the kitchen, and Mo Wanxiang went straight to his room .The door of the room can only identify the owner, so others cannot lock it from the inside.She opened the door and walked in, "Sister, I'm back, don't worry—"

The sound stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Wei Zixu followed in.

In the room, Chang Huaijin fell to the ground on his back, closed his eyes, and stopped breathing.