Chapter 138 Chapter 138 The Land of the Shadow of Death (VI)
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The nurse heard the noise and went all the way to the bookshelf.
He turned around for a long time before finding Mo Shiyu in the corner. "What's wrong..."
His voice paused here.
He saw Mo Shiyu sitting quietly on the ground, no one around. He leaned against the bookshelf, holding a book and looking over. There was a captivating look in the corner of his eyes.
The familiar feeling in an instant is like the wind blowing through your fingers, and there is no trace of it left.
The nurse stared at him blankly for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Valentin?"
"Who are you calling?" Mo Shiyu asked him, "Come to think of it, a silver-haired man also called me a name today."
The nurse smiled. He leaned against the wall, took out a long, thin cigarette, and held it between his fingers. He tilted his head and looked at the bookshelf on the other side. "You're calling me a little fool."
"Can you give me one?" Mo Shiyu said.
The nurse took out a cigarette and threw it over.
Between them was the dim light and the shadows cast by the books on the ground.
I don’t know how long it took, but time seemed to stand still in the corner of this bookshelf.
Mo Shiyu stood up and put the book back on the bookshelf.
The nurse leaned there quietly, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, it's a book about marital relationships," Mo Shiyu said. "It gave me a deeper understanding of spouses."
Spouse... The nurse muttered this word in his heart, evoking a hint of sneer.
Mo Shiyu changed the subject and said, "You are a good person."
"I'm really happy that you think so. But you'd better be careful." The nurse curled her lips at him. "It's hard to predict what will happen in life."
"for example?"
"For example, maybe I'm a murderer who doesn't mind killing people, a heinous murderer."
Mo Shiyu smiled, "Then we really hit it off."
This seemed to be the first smile he showed today.
"yes."
The nurse said.
****
This time, when he woke up, he found himself locked in a cage.
She was wearing a long red dress, the color of a rose, and no other clothes.
He held onto the railing and looked through the gap in the railing at the wooden house-like room.
The sound of flames crackling and burning.
He saw a bunch of keys dropped on the carpet very close to the cage, which was probably the key to open the cage.
It is a distance that can be reached by just stretching out your hand.
Even if it is not the key to open the cage, it is worth trying.
If he were a normal person, he would have tried his best to hook the key, but Mo Shiyu just looked at the key for a while, then slowly lay down, resting his head on his head and staring blankly.
The cage was not big, and his head was resting on his arms. The light outlined the undulating lines of his back under the thin fabric.
Mo Shiyu almost fell asleep as he listened to the crackling of the flames.
Suddenly, there was a sound of unlocking the door.
He woke up with a start, propped himself up, and saw a man pushing open the door. The wind and snow blew in through the door. Mo Shiyu grabbed the railing and looked at him, shivering in the cold wind and snow.
"The snow is getting heavier, and it's getting harder and harder to catch prey." The man put down his hunting rifle and walked to the cage where Mo Shiyu was trapped. He reached in and clamped his chin with his icy hand. "If you come back empty-handed, you'll have to eat all the food you've stored."
Mo Shiyu was forced to look up and look him in the eye. After a few seconds of silence, he realized that the man was talking about him.
The red hat behind him was shoved onto his head. The man walked to the pot burning on the fire at the other side of the cabin. He opened the lid and stirred the pot with a spoon.
Mo Shiyu lowered his head and looked at his long, ash-gray hair flowing out from his red hat.
What a mismatch, he thought.
After a while, a bowl of bloody beef bones was placed in front of him.
Mo Shiyu looked down at the bones, then looked up at the man.
"Eat." After waiting for a few seconds without any movement, the man pressed his head and slowly applied force with his hands, forcing Mo Shiyu to get closer and closer to the bones on the ground.
His lips trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of the hatred that was gradually rising and could not be shaken off.
The man's neck was very close to him, and the bones on the ground were very sharp.
He had the ability and confidence to insert the sharp bone into the man's throat at such a close distance, waiting for the warm blood to drench his body.
But he didn't.
Mo Shiyu reached out, picked up the bones in the bowl, and quietly took a bite of the meat.
With blood from the three-minute-rare beef oozing from the corners of his mouth, he raised his head and suddenly smiled slowly.
"Well, what should I call you?"
He touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and tilted his head, "Master?"
The man paused, and there was a strange light in his eyes as he looked at Mo Shiyu.
Mo Shiyu reached out and tugged at the hem of the man standing outside the cage. He didn't have to use much strength, and the man had already bent down towards him. Mo Shiyu said to him, "Don't eat me, Master."
After saying that, he grabbed the man's collar, pulled him in front of him, and then opened his mouth and bit into the man's neck.
Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he bit it hard, as if the blood would embed into his bones.
"Why are you..." The man's voice gradually faded away.
"I'm not going out." Mo Shiyu opened his mouth and lowered his head, muttering to himself, "I hate being outside. I'm just staying here."
****
Another treatment is over.
The treatment chamber rose up, and Mo Shiyu fell to the ground due to gravity.
He raised his pale face and stared at the people around him.
Waves of medicine flooded over his ankles. He suddenly overturned the medical equipment on the table, and it clattered to the ground. He sat in the mess and couldn't help laughing, "Haha...hahaha..."
The doctor immediately called the intercom, and the security guard who pushed the door open quickly approached him.
He was pinned to the ground, his wrists tied behind his back, and the restraints snapped shut.
His mouth was pried open, two pills were stuffed into his mouth, and he swallowed them with water.
He fell to the ground, coughing softly, his shoulder blades rising and falling visible under his thin hospital gown.
The doctor announced grimly, "Mr. Mo, I regret to tell you that you have failed again."
"..." Mo Shiyu panted softly and laughed intermittently, "I know, you don't need to tell me."
The black-haired, blue-eyed doctor chased the security guard away and put the white coat on him.
"Go back," he said.
“…” Mo Shiyu lowered his head and said nothing, his drooping bangs obscuring his expression.
He broke free from the dark-haired doctor's hand and stood up.
The black-haired doctor looked at him, his green eyes gradually becoming darker.
Back to the ward.
The black-haired doctor didn't leave immediately, but looked around the ward. His gaze lingered for a moment under the bed.
Compared to yesterday, the bed has moved a little bit.
He noticed this, but still chose not to speak.
Mo Shiyu walked around the bed and sat on the rocking chair by the windowsill, his head leaning against the glass, his eyes looking at his reflection in the glass.
"Doctor, I've killed someone again," he said.
Akai Shuichi hummed, poured a cup of black tea with a lemon slice and placed it next to him.
"Instead of thinking about this, you should get some sleep," he said.
"I'm not sleepy." Mo Shiyu shook his head.
"I have a lover." Mo Shiyu looked at his reflection in the glass and repeated, "I think I do have a lover."
"I love him so much, I really do."
"But why doesn't he come to accompany me?" He asked doubtfully, "Do you think he doesn't like me anymore?"
"Maybe because he's not here." said Shuichi Akai.
Mo Shiyu shook his head, "No, he is here."
Akai Shuichi didn't say anything.
Mo Shiyu tilted his head, pressed his cheek against the cold glass, looked at his reflection so close to him, and murmured.
"Don't you like me anymore? You are not allowed to dislike me. Anyone in this world can dislike me, but you can't."
Shuichi Akai looked at him staring into the air and talking to himself.
His voice was very soft, and his eyes were abnormally hazy.
Akai Shuichi looked at him and frowned instinctively.
Everyone knows that this so-called spouse does not exist. It is just a means of mind control by the higher-ups.
In any case, there will not be a specific spouse.
Under surveillance, he could only utter a tentative word, "I guess you don't have much impression of your spouse... Do you like him?"
Mo Shiyu looked back at him and smiled.
"I like him," he said. "I like him very much."
He turned his head and rested his forehead against the figure in the glass. "He just sits here, and I want to strangle him to death, chop him into pieces and swallow him, and kiss his eyes."
…It’s clearly a lover who doesn’t exist.
Strangely enough, Shuichi Akai did feel the heavy love growing from the mud from these unconscious and paranoid remarks.
Akai Shuichi didn't respond.
His fingers tightened slightly.
Constant drugs, mental stimulation, imprisonment, and hallucinations are enough to destroy and reshape a person's sanity.
What are the chances of saving the person in front of you? How big is the risk of taking the risk?
He cannot get any help from his own country, which may even condone all this.
The Nest Mother, whose consciousness was wiped out, became a useful prop, and many people were happy to see it happen.
Shuichi Akai has no feelings for the Nest Mother, and their brief time together was nothing more than a relationship of exploitation.
I just feel that it's a little off and the ending shouldn't be like this.
What should that look like?
Why does he keep looking for opportunities to come back here?
The hidden pain slowly faded away.
"what are you doing here?"
A sweet yet cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Akai Shuichi's eyes rolled back slightly.
At some point, a face popped in from outside the door and looked at him expressionlessly.
It's the nurse on duty.
“Doctors who are not on duty are not allowed to stay in the ward area for a long time.”
"I understand." Akai Shuichi said coldly, turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute." A voice came from behind.
Akai Shuichi paused for a moment, then turned around and saw Mo Shiyu's gaze moving away from the glass and fixed on him.
"Can you help me untie it?" Mo Shiyu looked at him and moved his hands behind his back, revealing the black restraint ring under his sleeves and the black belt hanging down.
Shuichi Akai walked over silently and untied the restraint ring.
The black restraint ring separated from the pale wrist, leaving marks of strangulation. Mo Shiyu pulled out his hand and looked at it again and again under the sunlight.
He pulled his hand back and gently kissed the deep red bruise.
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