This is a joke. Under the dim light, the delicate bullet seems to have been waiting there for a long time. It is extremely delicate and reflects Cassia's dazzling golden light. Cassia glanced at it from the corner of his eyes.
Attracted by its light, there is no room for anything else.
His steps slowed down mechanically, and Cassia put down his luggage. His head was numb and he couldn't think. There was no struggle at all, as if his thoughts had been completely unified when he picked up the revolver. He bent down,
Picking up the bullet, he held the bullet tightly in his thick palm, and then walked forward with his heart pounding, while putting the bullet into the pocket close to his body, where he still kept it.
All the expenses for Manoma’s schooling.
The cold bullet came into contact with Cassia's hot skin, and he shivered unconsciously. The vent in front of him blew in the cold wind mixed with ice and snow, and this cold wind was not as cold as the bullet.
Everyone was doing their own thing, and there was nothing eye-catching about Cassia's appearance.
The food containers were crowded with people, and many hungry people gathered there, eager for someone to donate some food. Buying a ticket was already the limit of their ability, and perhaps most people could survive one or two meals.
But what happens after that? No one can tell.
Cassia walked out of those cargo boxes under the eyes of countless pairs of evil wolves. The people standing on both sides were slightly agitated. Impetuous emotions filled the entire cargo box, and the air became hot in the throat, and people's faces
It looks hideous under the gaslight.
After late at night, everyone's activities came to an end at this time. The hungry bodies also collapsed in front of exhaustion, and people fell into a deep sleep. Outside the train was a cold ice field, and the vegetation was not alive under the ice. Inside the car
It’s also lifeless.
Cassia finally slept peacefully for a while, but as he was highly concentrated, he would wake up immediately if there was any movement in the carriage despite his light sleep. In order to prevent the few luggage he was holding in his arms from being disturbed,
Accident, that’s all it can do.
It was almost noon when the second day of sunshine came. The vent was the only connection between the world inside the cargo box and the outside world. The golden sunlight shone in, printing a large piece of bright light and shadow on the black steel plate.
, a little warmth also spreads into the car along with the sunshine.
But this warmth can't solve any problem. There are more and more people in the food container, and it seems that some people have started to snatch other people's food, but Cassia has not seen this with her own eyes yet. But go buy food and go there
The journey becomes more difficult.
The imperial trains dispatched train conductors to check tickets, which started around three o'clock in the afternoon.
The door connecting the cargo box and the passenger compartment has always been tightly locked, and can only be opened separately from the passenger compartment.
In the afternoon, everyone in the cargo box was still sitting quietly in a daze. Then, with the sound of chains rattling and steam sputtering, the thickened door was suddenly opened, and six fully armed flight attendants stood behind it.
There is no warmth in the expression, like a humanoid machine, and there is no gun, only a sharp stabbing sword and a ferocious iron rod.
They started the inspection from the first section of the cargo box and asked everyone to show their ticket stub. Of course most people have it, but a few people naturally don't.
In this situation, begging for mercy and selling sympathy will have no effect. According to what they said, you can either pay for the ticket immediately or get off the bus. Getting off is of course a dead end, because the re-training will not stop and give you a chance to get off.
Someone started to run back from one carriage to another, but this had no effect at all. The third floor of the cargo compartment was completely separated from the two floors below. Even if they were hidden in the surrounding cargo cabinets, the six flight attendants could not escape.
A carpet search. Some of them had no choice but to take out the remaining coins, while others cried and begged for mercy, but were forcibly thrown off the train in front of everyone's frightened eyes.
When the six flight attendants arrived at the carriage where Cassia was, it was almost dusk. The people who had touched the muddy water had all run to the last few cargo boxes in panic, and they could still sit quietly.
Everyone here consciously took out their ticket stubs when the six flight attendants arrived.
The flight attendant glanced at each one with cold eyes, and when his eyes fell on people, they could not help but feel as if they were being stared at by wild beasts. The atmosphere in the entire carriage was undoubtedly extremely cold at this time. People looked pale and struggled to breathe white, their throats
I was thirsty but couldn't secrete any saliva.
Everyone prayed that these six people who were as solid as ice would leave as soon as possible.
However, things often do not go as people wish.
"Whose child is this?" This voice has no emotion, no magnetism, and no emotion at all. In addition to being loud and clear, it is just like the roar of a machine.
Everyone's eyes were attracted at this moment.
The flight attendant was tall and his head almost touched the top of the cargo. He was holding a dark and rough iron rod in his hand. The other end of the iron rod lifted the brim of a girl's hat, revealing the girl's immature face of about six or seven years old and her delicate facial features.
, stunning like the craftsmanship of a famous artist. Her long pale golden hair is very messy, all hidden under her clothes.
Her hat was attached to her clothes, and her nearly one-meter-tall body was completely hidden in a gray men's coat that didn't suit her at all. Because the brim of the hat was raised, the clothes were also pulled up.
After reaching a certain height, the pale little feet without shoes were completely exposed to the air in the cargo compartment.
The girl's eyes are as dark as Cassia's sister, the same color as the endless black sky. However, there is no moon in this sky, there are no stars flowing all over the sky, and there is no trace of light. It is a dead color.
The color that all things can have when they are dry and silent.
"Whose child is this?" the steely man asked again, his voice unquestionable and no one could resist.
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"She is just a child," a woman's pleading voice sounded in the dim carriage, as faint as smoke that could be blown away by the wind at any time.
"Your child?" This is a cold question. When the eyes turn around, they are already looking like a beast looking at its prey.
"No, no, no,,,," cold sweat suddenly appeared on the woman's back, her breathing suddenly became extremely rapid, and her pale face turned livid. She turned her head away, not daring to even look at her weak body.
I could only tremble in the corner, and then cry helplessly.
"Open the door." Everyone in the carriage fell into the ice cellar, but no one was willing to stand up.
Another flight attendant machine usually takes out the password card from the bag and inserts it into the card slot on the side of the carriage. Steam and white mist suddenly spurt out from the connection. As long as the lever on the side is pulled down, the cargo compartment door can be opened.<
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"Noer, come here." In the eyes of everyone, Cassia stood up stiffly, but these few words required great courage and strength.
The flight attendant did not pull down the control lever in the end, and six pairs of eyes exuding a breath of ice watched closely as Cassia walked over step by step.
Cassia felt that these six pairs of eyes were twelve dark, bottomless gun barrels, as if huge steel bullets could burst out at any time, breaking her weak body into pieces. But until the end, such a bloody thing could not
It didn’t happen. The majesty in their eyes was like giants looking down at the pitifully small ants at their feet. They were like ferocious wolves playing with prey that could not escape. Every step Cassia took, she endured tremendous pressure and expended tremendous energy. Every step she took
With one step, the regret growing in my heart surged like spring water.
"I accidentally fell asleep and didn't pay attention to my sister." Cassia spoke carefully. He took out his ticket stub and showed it to the flight attendant, then squatted in front of the girl and took out the pocket of the girl's thin clothes.
There was no light in the girl's eyes, and she looked blankly at the stranger named Cassia in front of her.
"Noer, where is your ticket?"
Of course there is nothing in the pocket, anyone can see that.
"It seems that the ticket stubs have fallen off. Look, my ticket stubs are all there, and Noel's tickets..." Cassia could have sworn that her mind had never been so slow, and it had never been so painful to pass. Although she didn't give any hope early in the morning,
But when the fact that the girl did not have a ticket stub in her pocket truly appeared before his eyes, he still felt the coolness radiating from the bottom of his heart.
"One hundred catties, two thousand two hundred holy coins." The ruthless words made Cassia tremble all over. The only warmth in his hands and feet was gone, and only a pounding heart was still pacing. Six
How could a seven-year-old girl have such weight, but the weight of the words coming from behind was something that Cassia could not resist. He wanted to defend, but the courage that surged into his throat was finally suppressed in his throat. p>
The coin in his hand still retained Cassia's own body temperature, but when it was taken away by a hard palm wearing a white glove, the remaining warmth finally disappeared.
The leather shoes of the six flight attendants bounced on the steel plate. Until the sound was drowned in the whistling wind from the vents, Cassia still didn't have any strength to stand up.
He regretted in his heart, he was afraid in his heart, he wanted to cry loudly in his heart, he wanted to vent loudly in his heart, his temperament was as gentle as a kitten that loves to bask in the sun at noon, and he couldn't bear to see the flying bird desperately throwing itself at the light and slamming into the glass window.
The moth can also be sad. In his heart, he believes that he is a weak and incompetent coward, so he must appear to be strong and strong in appearance and deeds to disguise it.
I squatted there for a long time until my legs became numb, and then I lost feeling in my legs. I didn’t know when a frightening scream came from the car behind me, and all those who tried to resist were thrown off the train.
No one is willing to get up to light the gas lamp tonight. Only the bright moonlight falling from the vent illuminates the cargo compartment.
In the end, Cassia could only sigh. Her chest was filled with mixed emotions, but the regret and depression in her heart could not dissipate much.
Until dawn came the next day, Cassia could not close his eyes. At his feet was his precious luggage, but in his arms was already lying a girl of abnormal weight. The girl put on Cassia's thick spare clothes and was hanging in the air.
Her little feet were also put on temporary and crudely modified shoes, and she was currently sleeping in the arms of a stranger to her.
The girl slept too deeply, her eyes were tightly closed, and there was no sign of wanting to open them at noon. Her long eyelashes seemed to hang under her eyelids, swaying slightly as she murmured in her sleep. Her breath was long and heavy, as if
The giant black whale in the deep sea can tear apart the currents. Every breath he takes uses up all his strength.
Cassia looked carefully at the sleeping girl's peaceful face, and then thought of her sister who was already far away in the frontier. It was still winter, and Lilia was tightly wrapped in quilts at this time, lying in a ball next to the stove to sleep, unwilling to get up
Well. I think when early spring comes, Lilia will also start attending school in the small town.
At this time, the girl sleeping in her arms moved, and the light in Cassia's eyes returned to the cargo compartment.
The girl finally opened her eyes, and the dark sky finally had some light.
"What's your name?" Cassia's voice was extremely gentle. Maybe she was thinking of her sister just now. Her tone was quiet and gentle, although there was no intoxicating magnetism.
"Nuo'er." A shallow voice came from the girl's mouth, vague as if she was not full of sleep. She changed to a more comfortable sleeping position and closed her eyes again.
Cassia opened her mouth, her eyes swayed for a time, confused for a time and then became extremely clear. She wanted to ask something more, but she looked at the girl who fell asleep again and finally couldn't vomit anything else.
So, in the afternoon, when Cassia went to the thin figure in the food compartment, another girl appeared. He held the luggage in one hand and held the girl in the other, walking slowly through the increasingly crowded first few compartments.
The air is full of restlessness. Just a small spark can ignite all the combustion-supporting materials!
Some people are more cautious, and the hungry wolves no longer have a fierce look in their eyes, but endless greed.
There was no sign that the train was about to stop at the platform, and all the emotions and moods continued to ferment in the dim cargo compartment.
Cassia came back with an ugly face, and the girl Nuoer sat next to him and nibbled on the bread bit by bit with warm water. He naturally leaned on the cargo board behind him, and there was more food in the suitcase for the next few days.
He didn't want to go to those carriages anymore. The people guarding there looked at him as if they were deciding on a prey. So the boy wanted to close his eyes and take a rest, but all he could think of was the greedy and twisted faces of those hungry and cold people.
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So in the darkness in the corner of the cargo compartment, remembering a slight sound of metal collision that no one noticed, Cassia tremblingly put the brass-cased bullet into the honeycomb magazine of the revolver.