Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Hold on to me!" I shouted, my body sliding forward under the weight of Shen Jing.
Shen Jing looked at me with disbelief, "Are you crazy? I was just about to kill you."
Yeah, but you didn't kill me.
You pushed me away.
This shows that, deep down, the eighteen-year-old Shen Jing still had a soft and kind side.
"I know..." I gritted my teeth and tried to pull myself up, but soon realized it was futile.
Shen Jing laughed, "Fool, if you don't let go, you'll fall too."
I said, "Shut up! I... ahhh!!!"
In an instant, both figures fell off the cliff.
I woke up in pain.
A sharp pain in my ribs jolted me from unconsciousness.
I struggled to get up and found that Shen Jing and I had fallen onto a rocky ledge.
He was still unconscious.
His body was burning hot like an iron.
I used all my strength to drag him into a cave.
Shen Jing burned with fever for three days and nights, waking up a few times in between.
He had a broken leg, so I went to find branches to stabilize it for him.
At night, when he had a fever, I boiled water to help sponge him down.
At first, he instinctively resisted, but soon accepted it under my soothing care.
As I was waking up, I held water in my mouth to pass it over.
His Adam's apple bobbed.
Suddenly, he reached out and pressed down on the back of my head, deepening the kiss.
After kissing, he even licked my lips, looking unsatisfied.
I pushed him away and sat up, frantically wiping my mouth.
Shen Jing chuckled softly, "You're taking such good care of me; doesn't that mean you like me?
"You're reacting so much just from a kiss?"
I shot him a glare, "How big is your face?"
He laughed again.
Those few days were probably the times Shen Jing laughed the most in his life.
On the sixth day, I mistakenly picked a wild fruit that made me feel hot all over and dizzy after eating it.
We both fell victim to it.
Outside the cave, heavy rain poured down.
Inside the cave, all we could hear were our hurried breaths.
Then, things escalated into an adult situation.
After spending nearly half a month camping under the cliff, I increasingly felt a sharper pain in my abdomen.
I would wake up in the middle of the night from the pain, and then blood would surge out of my mouth.
Falling off the cliff or suffering from serious internal injuries.
Shen Jing was sleeping soundly.
He once said that he had been on the run for seven or eight years, and during that time, it was the most comforting period of his life.
I covered my mouth as blood gushed uncontrollably from my throat.
I didn't make a sound.
Curled up in the corner with my back hunched.
Shen Jing suddenly woke up and softly called out, "Manman?"
I didn't dare to turn around.
He gently pulled me into his arms.
It was still the same, holding me like a child.
I smiled slightly, but the blood came up even more violently.
I couldn't even manage to say another word; the taste of rust filled my throat and nostrils.
Shen Jing wiped my face and said, "Manman, please... don't leave me."
The boy's voice was hoarse and painfully lonely, his face showing a mix of crying and smiling as he asked, "Why does it have to be like this?"
My vision had already blurred.
A cold liquid fell between my brows.
He pressed his face tightly against mine and said, "If you dare to leave me...
"I will kill everyone you care about..."
The dream within a dream has ended.
I open my eyes.
My cheeks feel icy cold.
It turns out that the white moonlight of Shen Jing, Manman... has always been me.
I crossed over to meet him and then abandoned him.
I don't know why the real Bai Man didn't show up that day, but now I am in unbearable pain.
I have been locked in a water prison by Bai Man, surrounded by the stench of rot, with maggots and scurrying rats lurking nearby.
A pair of long, fair legs appears on the deck in front of me.
"Bai Man." Bai Man sits down with her legs crossed, looking down at me: "You actually didn't die. Not bad, you have quite the luck."
I remain silent.
Bai Man pinches a cigarette between her fingers while a nearby mercenary bends down to light it for her.
She says, "So, did you come here today to throw yourself into the net again to die once more?"
I ask, "Where is Fu Jing?"
Bai Man's expression changes.
But just from that change in expression, I can guess what happened.
Fu Jing should not have been captured; that video must have been fake.
"Heh." Bai Man scoffs lightly: "Lucky him, he got away. But I didn't expect you to come knocking on my door."
Bai Man continues: "I also didn't expect you to have such great ability to dare to hurt Brother Jing!"
"I'll settle this account with you slowly. Our people have already found Bai Qing's location. You will be reunited soon." I smiled, "You can't catch her." Bai Man received a call, "Damn it! She ran away again!" Of course she could run away. I have a mini camera implanted in my right eye. Bai Qing's phone can receive all the video content from my side. In addition to the camera, the built-in invisible earphones are still there, and I can hear Bai Qing talking. This is my final wedding gift to Bai Qing and Fu Jing. Bai Qing will replace me to finish the middle plot. Because I have already drawn the final ending. Bai Man glared at me: "You did it?!" I spread my hands: "How can I do that?" Then I mocked her: "What's the point of you doing so much for Shen Jing? "He never loved you from the beginning to the end. The white moonlight in his heart, Manman, is me. "How can a fake be put on the table?" Bai Man is a woman with ambitions no less than Shen Jing. I deliberately angered her and drew all her thoughts and attention to me. So that she would have no time to care about Bai Qing and Fu Jing. When I saw her walking towards me with an electric baton in her hand.
I knew it, my provocation tactic worked.
Having been doused with chili water, beaten with an electric baton, and even had my nails pulled out with pliers by Bai Man.
The pain from the physical torment has gradually numbed me.
This is the cruel and cold world of Northern Myanmar that I depict in my comics.
Reality may be even worse.
Bai Man ordered someone to pull me out of the water prison.
She used a whip to lift the hem of my shirt.
The scar left by the kidney removal has already formed a grotesque mark.
She poked at it.
"You're so tough; how about I take your other kidney?"
I leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, quietly watching the time on the wall.
Outside, hurried footsteps seemed to approach.
I slowly curled my lips toward her:
"Bai Man, you won't get the chance to kill me.
"He’s coming."
Comment 0 Comment Count