"Can't carry it? Oh, I'll carry it. 1,000 yuan per hour? That's yesterday's market. Today's environment is so dangerous! If you are not careful, you have to fall. It's okay for me to fall, it's thick skin and thick flesh. But your things are so expensive! If you break it, the loss will be great! Let's explain first, you won't pay for damage. Since you are sincere, I'm naturally sincere. Everyone is a classmate. I'll give you a real price, 2,000 yuan per hour! It's only 20,000 yuan a day, which saves you a lot of trouble!"

The fat man looked sincere. The other party looked at the backpack that looked like a hill, and hesitated for a moment and agreed. Although the price was not low, it was just that for rich people.

The fat man was secretly happy. This weight was completely a pediatrician for him.

He happily collected the money and was about to take it back into his pocket when a hand suddenly reached out from behind, and the fat man's hands were empty.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, but the next moment his pupils suddenly contracted, and this feeling... was so familiar! He turned his body suddenly, knelt down with a plop, hugged Ai Hui's thigh, and cried: "Ah Hui, I finally found you!"

Ai Huichao pushed out a smile to the classmate who had been stunned for a long time: "Please wait a moment."

After saying that, he picked up the fat man with one hand without expression. The fat man's bulky body was as light as nothing in Ai Hui's hands. He groped on the fat man's body with his other hand, but he didn't let go of every pocket. Ai Hui was too familiar with the place where the fat man was hiding his money. In less than half a minute, he found all the money.

"Where is the money?" Ai Hui asked coldly.

The money plundered was less than 50,000.

He was not idle and began to break thorn strips on the thorn bushes next to him. The fat man looked at the dense spikes on the thorn strips, and his face turned pale. This was torture.

But he didn't dare to struggle. He was too familiar with Ai Hui's temper. The more he struggled, the more he died, the more he died. He knew that Ai Hui must be very angry, and he touched his money away last time.

"It's been spent." He was honest, his tone was like a fat pig who was washed and slaughtered.

"It's been spent?" Ai Hui's tone did not fluctuate, just like a repetition. The thorny strips on his hands seemed to have a cold edge in his eyes.

The fat man swallowed with difficulty, and he knew that he would not be able to explain this time.

"Do you still remember Mazi? You definitely don't remember. You didn't say a word to him. I still remember that at the beginning I couldn't carry so many things, and he helped me carry them several times. I buried him. His wife's illness has never been cured, and her daughter was at the age of going to school. When Mazi died, I told him that if I didn't die, I would help him take care of his family."

The thorn strips on Ai Hui's hand stopped.

pock……

A blurred face emerges from the depths of the distant memory. Wail, fear, blood, nights darker than ink, winds colder than ice are mixed in the blurred memory.

He had a vague impression of a coolie who died very early. The fat man remembered that he had never spoken to Mazi. Not only Mazi, but he almost never spoke to anyone except Fat man.

"Do you still remember Lao Wei? You probably don't remember the one who likes to brag. I remember, you know I'm better able to eat. When I first entered the wilderness, I was often hungry. Lao Wei gave me dry food once, and he said that I was about the same age as his child. When he died, it was rainy, and it was hard to dig the mud and the water was washed away. I dug it for a long time before I buried him. He has two babies, the older one is less than seven years old. He has a terminal illness and knows that he can't survive, so he comes to the wilderness. I sent his family a sum of money, not much, forty thousand yuan. I will survive and can't do nothing."

"Do you remember Big Li Zi..."

The fat man was nagging, sometimes his tone was empty, sometimes his tone was excited.

The classmate who was stunned just now had been scared to leave.

"Dunmu dusk! Ahhhhhh! I'm not dreaming!"

"Ahhhh, pinch me!"

There were bursts of girl screaming from behind the trees, feeling like it was heard from a very distant place.

Ai Hui's expression was dull.

"What a coincidence, Master Xu!"

"Oh, does Fairy Cui also take the students away?"

...

"Only we survived, only we survived!"

“…At least we are still alive…”

...

The warm greetings and cold memory scenes sounded behind them, constantly intertwined and flashed in Ai Hui's mind.

He was covered in a dark place, as if he was in an unreal dream.

...

"When I buried them, I told them that if I could go out alive, I would definitely take care of their family."

"Why am I still alive? Why..."

...

Blood splattered, heavy rain was pouring, and the collision of fangs and corpses kept popping up in Ai Hui's mind. His body was cold, like soaked in ice water. His palms tightly grasped the thorn strips in his hand, and his knuckles turned white.

...

"It's better for us to walk together and take care of each other. I can rest assured that we have experts like Instructor Zhou."

"Okay, okay! Fairy Cui is so beautiful! Are you married?"

...

"I know you have no money, so it must be very troublesome. I know I'll cause you troubles. But I know that for you, it's very troublesome, but it's just a trouble. You are a pervert, and no troubles can stump you..."

...

"Duanmu, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Class Duanmu, can you meet me?"

...

"I know this is what I took on. I am a pig! I am stupid! I am a waste! But I am still alive. Why am I still alive? I can't stand it, I just can't stand it..."

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

The fat man was incoherent, his body shivered, and his emotions accumulated in his body were like a mountain torrent.

Ai Hui broke free from the cold nightmare memories. He slowly spit out the air in his chest. It was so cold that he felt his body temperature slowly rise.

Yes, that is a dream, a dream that he has long been broken free, a dark shadow that has been left behind by him. He is chasing the sunshine, and he has already started a new life.

Now he is no longer the wilderness, he should be stronger, both in his body and in his heart.

so……

His wrist trembled, and the thorn strips sucked at the fat man's face, his roar was low and depressing.

"Is it true that you can't pass your conscience? Do you want to be a hero? Then why don't you practice hard? If you don't have the strength, why do you care about nothing? Just because they are dead, are you still alive? What's wrong with living? Awesome? How did you survive! If you don't have the strength, you can't pass your conscience. If you don't have the strength, you will die sooner or later. Why don't you practice? Why don't you become stronger?"

"I don't have the strength and no money, so I'm going to meddle in other people's business and pull me into the water. I can't kill you!"

"He is weak and he dies; he is weak and he is poor; he dies if he dies! His family is pitiful? Who can't be pitiful?"

"I can't think about it, I can only become stronger and do everything I can to become stronger!"

"You can't hide, I can't hide, no one can escape!"

...

"Instructor Zhou, I will pay more attention in the future!"

"Don't worry! Leave it all to me!"

ps: I was thinking about this scene a long time ago. When I was writing, I stopped several times in the middle to control my emotions. Everyone has nightmares and shadows in my heart. I hope everyone can experience it like Ai Hui, break free from it, face it, and overcome it.
Chapter completed!