It had been snowing heavily for a month and a half, and Chen Song was huddled in the corner of the cave.
The food has been eaten up long ago, but the water is not particularly lacking. After all, the snow outside can quench thirst.
But using snow to quench your thirst is not a panacea. When the snow melts, it will take away the last bit of heat in your body.
In fact, if he hadn't gone through so many horror films, Chen Song might have died like the "Old Du" in the corner.
Whether it is cold, hunger, or loneliness, they are all fatal injuries.
Chen Song slowly raised his head and looked at the little Billy not far away with the light coming from the entrance of the cave.
It is like a vulture, standing there quietly, waiting for its own death.
Exhale gently to avoid taking away too much heat.
Chen Song recalled his past experience again.
The heavy snow now lasts for half a month longer than in memory.
In his memory, he only persisted in the cave for a month, and then the heavy snow stopped.
"Have you not made up your mind yet?" Little Billy suddenly said, "The knife is at your waist."
Then Billy pointed to the body of "Old Du" and said, "The food is right there!"
Chen Song's pupils suddenly shrank!
On the Night of Resurrection and Black Friday, Chen Ruier and others asked him why he knew what human flesh was.
Chen Song has been avoiding answering. In fact, it's not that he doesn't answer, but that he can't answer.
Could it be that Chen Song could tell them that he had eaten a human being? That he had committed cannibalism in order to survive?
Chen Song's body continued to tremble, and he slowly stood up and walked towards "Lao Du" little by little.
His hands slowly touched his waist.
It was this dagger that he used to eat "Old Du's" flesh bit by bit. It was the dagger that he used to survive this icy hell.
Chen Song held the dagger and slowly squatted down next to "Old Du", stretched out his hand and gently touched "Old Du's" body.
Well, it's just as hard and cold as before.
Then, the dagger in Chen Song's hand flashed with silver light and he waved it gently.
"Clang!" An ancient golden medal fell to the ground.
This is "Lao Du's" treasure, passed down from "Lao Du's" grandfather.
"Let's do it. He's already dead. Just one piece! As long as you eat a piece of his meat! You win and you can leave this world!" Little Billy appeared behind him at some point: "You
Look, just like back then, it won’t take any effort at all, the heavy snow will bury everything, and no one will know what happened here! And you can live again!”
Chen Song silently turned his head and looked at Billy. He was like the devil in his heart, constantly persuading him.
"Huh." Chen Song turned back, looked at "Old Du"'s face, and took a deep breath.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Song raised the dagger in his hand high.
Yes, "Old Du" is dead.
And if I don't eat anymore, I will starve to death.
As long as he eats his flesh again, he can survive!
Just like back then, no one knew what was happening here except myself.
So, do you still need to hesitate?
The silver light fell, blood surged, and red blood splashed on the medal.
Chen Song's expression was extremely ferocious. He held the dagger with both hands, and a large piece of flesh on his thigh was cut off.
Chen Song picked up his thigh meat, threw the blood into his mouth, and chewed hard.
"Jigsaw, your uncle!" Chen Song said sharply!
In the ballet hall, Mansisi was still dancing, her room became lighter and lighter, and her speed became faster and faster.
Mansisi had never told anyone that she danced ballet in the past, just like Mansisi had never told anyone how brave and innocent the girl in the mirror was.
Her name is Gu Wanqing, a very beautiful name.
And she lives up to her name, she is the pride of heaven, she has been relegated to the mortal world, and she is the center of attention no matter where she is.
And she is best friends with her.
They grew up together, played together, went to school together, and learned ballet together. Gu Wanqing was like a big sister, always taking care of Man Sisi.
Man Sisi also relied heavily on Gu Wanqing. When she was young, she hoped to be with her for the rest of her life.
Until that happened...
It was a sunny autumn day, and Gu Wanqing and Man Sisi went to the ballet holding hands.
Man Sisi looked at Gu Wanqing who was as beautiful as a fairy next to her. She didn't feel jealous at all. Instead, she felt how lucky she was.
However, just when they were extremely happy, a man suddenly rushed out in front of them.
Man Sisi knew him. His name was Zheng Lei. His family was powerful and he was a well-known gangster in the neighborhood.
Zheng Lei has been pursuing Man Sisi for a long time, but Man Sisi never paid attention to him because Man Sisi likes that kind of gentle man.
Zheng Lei had obviously drunk a lot of wine this time, his steps were swaying, he was holding a knife in his hand, and his face was flushed.
Man Sisi couldn't remember clearly what happened next. She only remembered that when she came back to her senses, Gu Wanqing had fallen into her arms.
And Gu Wanqing's flawless arms have also disappeared.
The angel lost its wings, and when the ambulance came, Gu Wanqing was already dead.
Man Sisi could never forget Gu Wanqing's expression before she died.
She was smiling. Her smile was so beautiful, shallow, and had two small dimples. She seemed to be happy that Man Sisi was not injured.
However, what happened next was very bloody, but also very realistic.
Zheng Lei was arrested, but his family gave Mansisi's family a large sum of money and threatened Mansisi not to say that she had seen Zheng Lei.
Man Sisi was afraid and did not tell the truth during the trial.
Since then, Mansisi has never danced ballet again, or even mentioned it.
She felt sorry for Gu Wanqing, and even more sorry for her own conscience.
Man Sisi's body was dancing, but her eyes were fixed on Gu Wanqing in the mirror. She was still so beautiful, still like a fairy.
Looking at Gu Wanqing's empty sleeves in the mirror, Man Sisi knew that she had to make another choice this time.
Should I break my wings to make up for my past mistakes, or should I continue to make mistakes forever?
The shadow of Jigsaw was still reflected in the mirror next to him, and the latter just stood there, waiting quietly...
"It's not fair for you to do this. Everything is under your control. Everyone must play according to your rules." Chen Ruier looked at Jigsaw: "How can the loser be convinced? The winner can really do it.
What do you understand?"
"It's unfair, but what can I do?" Jigsaw opened his arms, revealing his skinny body: "Who made my body so thin, who made my strength so weak?"
"Also, I never need you to admit defeat, nor do I need you to understand anything." Jigsaw said with a smile: "What I want is for you to face up to your sins!"
