I'm being held captive by a monster

Chapter 112: Is the purpose of the existence of a farm to provide a way for livestock to survive?

"..."

The angel looked at Lin Xing'an and shook his head silently.

"I'm sorry, I can't say."

"I can't even tell you about your problem."

She pulled her hand out of Lin Xing'an's.

“…Why…”

Lin Xing'an's voice trembled slightly.

"Why is it..."

This understatement seemed to ignite all his accumulated emotions in an instant!

Why is the truth right in front of us, but we can’t tell it?

It's just a matter of one sentence.

It's just the answers to a few questions...

You clearly told me that I would die in seven days, but why couldn't you tell me exactly what would happen after seven days...

I just want to survive...

Is this really that difficult?

"How much more pain do we have to go through before we know the truth..."

"What on earth are we..."

Lin Xing'an gritted his teeth, his chest heaving constantly, and his voice was full of pain!

He wanted to explode, he wanted to lose his temper, he wanted to question loudly, he wanted to vent all the emotions in his heart!

But...what are his qualifications?
No one will pay attention to the shouting of an ant.

"Why can't I tell you..."

In the end, all of Lin Xing'an's emotions turned into this begging question.

The angel in front of him lowered his eyes.

"No reason."

"Because I am connected to her by blood, because I must obey her, I must remain the 'ignorance' and 'stupidity' of the sacrifice, and I must remain silent."

She sighed softly, no longer paying attention to Lin Xing'an, whose face was broken and almost desperate, and walked towards the light gate.

But before entering the light gate, she turned her head slightly.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being ignorant enough. Ignorance is the best blessing."

“…You farted…”

Lin Xing'an didn't know where he got the strength from, but he shouted out in a suppressed voice.

"Even if you are ignorant, even if you are confused, you can't escape the fact that you are seven or eighteen years old."

"This world doesn't even want to give us a way to survive..."

Lin Xing'an's voice was extremely hoarse.

His words made the angel in front of the light gate pause, as if he had thought of something.

"Yes, 'Not giving you a way to survive' is the meaning of this world's existence."

"Is the purpose of livestock farms to provide a living for livestock?"

"A livestock farm is a place where livestock are fattened up, killed, and then a new batch of livestock is raised."

She didn't know why, but she suddenly became inexplicably excited.

But she soon calmed down and said, "A chicken can't escape from the chicken coop."

"That metaphor again..."

Lin Xing'an lowered his eyes.

If humans represent chickens, this world is the chicken coop.

So what does the gluttonous ghost represent? What is the angel before us? What is the world outside the chicken coop?
"A chicken really can't escape the chicken coop."

Lin Xing'an raised his head.

"But I am a human being, and this world is not a chicken coop."

"If I can't escape, then I'm going to at least make a mess of the 'chicken coop'."

"We can't let them have it too easy, right?"

His voice was extremely weak, yet extremely firm.

"...Who taught you this?"

The angel turned around suddenly!
His voice was trembling with excitement.

"No... You haven't been branded as a sacrifice yet..."

"……what?"

Her brow furrowed, and there was a hint of surprise in her tone.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she raised her head and looked behind Lin Xing'an.

As if she saw something, her body trembled slightly.

Lin Xing'an seemed to realize something and turned around.

But behind him, there was nothing but darkness.

It was so dark that you couldn't even see your fingers.

But the next second, Lin Xing'an felt himself being hugged tightly.

"It's you..." The angel who had just walked to the gate of light looked at Lin Xing'an with a look of realization and admiration on his face.

"So it's you, little An An..."

"You actually survived..."

She held up Lin Xing'an's face, looked into his eyes, and examined him carefully.

Although he was looking at Lin Xing'an's face, it was as if he was looking through his body and examining his "soul".

"Yeah, I should have thought of that earlier..."

"If it wasn't your blood, how could the passage be opened so easily..."

"If it weren't for your blood, how could I have survived..."

She said to herself.

The voice was filled with mixed emotions such as excitement, relief, disbelief, etc.

"I didn't expect you to save me again..."

"I didn't expect you to be this big already..."

"Time really...passes so quickly..."

In addition to the sigh, her ethereal voice even had a hint of trembling.

Lin Xing'an also opened his mouth, all kinds of questions filling his mind, "I know you..."

Although I still can't see the angel's face.

But when he calmed down, his familiar feeling towards the "angel" before him became more and more obvious...

"you……"

Lin Xing'an kept blinking, trying desperately to see through the angel's "veil".

"Of course you know me, we...we..."

The angel seemed to have met an old friend whom he had not seen for many years, and had a lot to say.

But in the end he shook his head.

"Of course we know each other..."

"Of course you'll feel familiar with it."

She looked at the light gate behind her.

"Because that's where you came from."

The angel's words left Lin Xing'an stunned. "What do you mean? What is inside the door?"

"Ugh……"

Looking at the injuries all over Lin Xing'an's body and the confusion on his face, the angel sighed with great heartache.

He hugged Lin Xing'an tightly in his arms again.

But this time, the broken and shattered wings flapped gently.

As tiny points of light like fireflies from wings fell in the darkness, the sharp wounds on Lin Xing'an's body, which were still oozing blood, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"An An, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't say..."

Her tone was full of apology.

In her arms, all the wounds on his body had healed.

But Lin Xing'an became more and more tired.

"Go to sleep, it will be fine once you fall asleep..."

"As long as you don't go anywhere, as long as you don't have a brand, they won't find you."

"As long as we survive next week, we will definitely meet again in fifteen years."

She patted Lin Xing'an's back, her voice extremely gentle.

And an irresistible sleepiness, along with her words, penetrated into Lin Xing'an's limbs and bones.

He saw the angel in front of him pluck a feather from a very hidden place on the inside of her right wing.

It was a feather that was obviously more crystal clear and sparkling than the others.

It floated and merged into Lin Xing'an's body.

After losing this feather, the angel's light was obviously dimmed.

This made the veil on her face dissipate like mist...

Aunt...

how come……

Before falling completely asleep, Lin Xing'an vaguely saw the angel's face, which was exactly the same as Yu Shi's...

Is it my illusion...

"An'an? An'an?"

The light door disappeared, and the coffin was placed upright in the center of the living room.

In the midst of the irresistible sleepiness, Lin Xing'an heard Yu Shi's voice.

He tried to open his eyes in a daze and saw that Yu Shi was still wearing Xu Can's school uniform, running to him with an anxious and worried look on her face.

Then...

Lin Xing'an couldn't hold on any longer.

Fell into a complete sleep...

(End of this chapter)