Chapter 928: Thirteen. Weakness and Strength (7)

The wilderness under the hot sun is struggling.
The animals and plants that dormant underground, waiting for the heat and drought to leave are the same; the wilderness covered with cracks, about to be squeezed out of the last trace of moisture, is the same; the same is the shadow that is crumbling in the middle of the wilderness and I don’t know where to go.
The vain pace, the weak swinging limbs, and the dangling head was covered with dust, and the clothes were ragged, covered with dust, and broke several mouths.
A beggar who flee? Or a criminal who was exiled?
Unsuspecting bystanders are bound to make this conjecture, and then subconsciously will want to avoid this poor poor creature.
No one would think that Charlie Man hopes that the heroes in the hearts of countless people will be so embarrassed.
"Ah...ah..."
The hoarse moan squeezed the remaining physical strength, and every time he breathed, there was a burst of fire in the lungs and ribs. The ribs may be broken, and the internal organs may have been injured. The teenagers wandering on the barren ground have no time to pay attention to it. Thirst and hunger have pushed the body and mind to the limit of unthinking, the memory has been broken, and the senses have been twisted and misplaced from time to time. Under such extreme conditions, being able to maintain hazy consciousness is a remarkable achievement, and normal thinking and judgment are simply unattainable luxury goods.
The eyes that were barely opened by the poisonous sunlight opened a thin slit, and the beautiful purple pupil illusioned again to the smiling face.
You are really miserable.
The closed door flew out, and despite the backlight, the smiley face, which can be said to be naive, would not admit it wrong.
Earlier, various speculations, analyses, and emergency plans will emerge immediately. Self-abandoned, now immersed in regrets and fears, Roland can't even achieve anger.
No, not just anger, even some basic things are difficult to do.
In a nutshell, it is impossible to have a relationship with women.
Psychologically traumatic male. Sex. Function. Ability disorder, that is, inability to get an erection.
Because he has not been in contact with other people, he has not been discovered for the time being, but there is no doubt that he needs a psychologist and male specialist. However, the guardian of his "father's love is like a mountain" came.
If there is a "most miserable thing in the world" competition, the situation at that time can enter the top ten without suspense.
It seemed that Roland was not miserable enough, and the dark smile approached step by step.
(Just killed by him like this.)
There was a moment when the corner of the mouth twitched, and a tired smile appeared on the tired face as the traveler saw the finish line.
--Do not be silly.
The scene in front of me was changing rapidly, and a strong sense of shock spread from my cheek to the whole body. When I realized that I was being beaten, my head was heavily hit on the bookshelf. The thick sandalwood bookshelf came to the end. Ground.
I can’t remember a coward who trained you to use death to escape responsibility and sin.
Overlooking Roland lying on the ground, unchanging smiles unreasonable words.
What to cultivate.
Don't be stupid.
From the beginning--
"It's all you talking to yourself! It's all caused by you! It's just for that boring thing--"
Yes. Everything is the cause and effect I have arranged, it is me who is controlling your life track, and it is that I have given you all kinds of trials. But if you accept your destiny and accept the trial, then you must cross all this.
The fist interrupted the roar again, and the severe pain caused Roland to lie on the ground with his stomach covered and in air.
So I will never allow you to become a rat in the gutter, a coward who is not beaten by a beating.
The collar was tugged, and his face was forced to look up and hit his smiling face.
--listen. Even if you cover your ears and close your eyes and pretend to be invisible or inaudible, the situation will still force you to face it. Since you can't understand this here, let's change the place, let your eyes see the world again, and let the real voice penetrate into your ears again. Whether you like it or not.
When the words fell, the fierce storm came to the mansion. The tornado mixed with hail and debris stretched from the ground to the sky, and the fierce spinning scenery became the last memory.
When the consciousness is clear, he is already in the wilderness.
I don't know where this is, nor can I remember how far I walked, fell over and over again. Walking like aimlessly, aimlessly walking, ragged clothes like rags, and pains all over the body kept coming, which could not stop Roland from moving.
Even if there is no goal, he continues to move forward, which is the proof that he is still alive. Instinct keeps telling him that stopping is the time of death. Obviously, life and death do not matter, even craving death. When he was on the verge of life and death, his biological instincts worked extremely realistically to continue life. It can be said that Roland's actions now have nothing to do with his own consciousness, and they are completely under the control of instinct.
Even so, it is already the limit.
"Uh...ah..."
Exhale the hot air that seems to burn the lips, and the unsustainable body falls on the hot loess.
Nature has no mercy on the weak, the rolling heat wave still strikes everything on this land equally, and even the fear of death evaporates a little under the high temperature.
Licking cracked lips, the gravel left a rough pain on the tip of the tongue, and I felt the impending urge to laugh at Roland, who was on the verge of death.
"..."
Even the strength of the laughter was evaporated, he just lay on the ground and grinned.
hero.
Santa girl.
Savior.
change the world.
Vocabulary and the urge to laugh came up together, seemingly sacred vocabulary, but now it was superficial and ridiculous.
No matter how noble and beautiful these were, they cannot be used to refer to a humble human being who will die like a ant. I should have discovered it earlier. Even now, I feel ashamed and regretless.
In the silent laughter, the convulsions like flashback came down, and on the fiery ground, the collapsed teenager shivered.
The horizon gradually dimmed, realizing that the shadow of death was approaching, a blurred moving object reflected in the blood-red field of vision.
Maybe it was the illusion seen before dying.
More and more condensed thinking came to such a conclusion, the feeling of relief exacerbated the tiredness further, and the shrunken lips somehow merged one by one.
If there is still power, it will probably be a joyous roar.
The shadow mass of the activity gradually became larger and larger ~ EbookFREE.me ~ has been rushing to his side, blocking the sunlight that continues to evaporate life.
Because of the backlight and off-force, Roland could not see the other person’s face clearly, but he could clearly see the outline of the human being in front of her eyes-a small female squatted in front of her, her slender and rough hands touched her face and reached under her nose And then covered his forehead again.
Are you confirming life and death?
The gentle and kind palm awakened a beautiful and painful memory, ashamed, regretful, and confused-all kinds of moods surged together, and finally turned into the face of a beautiful young girl.
(Minerva...)
Obviously it is the edge of life and death, but the girl who is defiled in his mind is this-is this the goodwill of fate, or is it human nature? Feeling a small arm curled up in his arms, accompanied by a sense of relief, it was the urge to cry, but Roland had no strength to cry and water that could shed tears.
"@#￥%?!"
The vague foreign language gradually drifted away, and the exhausted boy slipped into the gentle dark abyss in one breath.