Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She tore off her chapped lip, she thought, if she died like that, she would be cleaner, but she did n’t want to really die here, she did n’t want to wait until someone found her, her body was already stiff It ’s rotten, and even the cards are full of bugs, so she does n’t want to die, she wants to live clean and die clean, and she is not willing, she is not willing to be calculated by others.

She struggled to get up from the ground, but her shoulders felt broken, and the pain was like the feeling that her arm was broken. She just stood up and fell down again. On the ground, she knew that she had n’t eaten food or drank water for a long time.

She looked at the door, and then slammed. She fell to the ground again, and she also hurt her thin protruding leg bones. She stood with gritted teeth, walked to the door, and turned the door again.

But no matter how she twisted the lock, the door never opened.

Ah……

She smiled, it was ironic,

Is this afraid of her running away, or is she afraid of something.

She let go of her hand, and then came back, and she licked her chapped lips, and it was not too bright, almost all crawling to the living room, with apples, yes, apples, She stood up weakly, and walked to the coffee table. She remembered that there were one or two apples on it. She cut one and two.

She reached out and touched an apple. She never thought of washing it. She picked up the apple and ate it. She was hungry. She was very hungry and hungry. When she was not so hungry, she was hungry. Almost all vomited sour water, almost wanting to choke the table and choke themselves.

It ’s just that when she finishes eating, she regrets it. If she wants to stay here for a few more days, will there be something for her?

She stood up again, fumbled forward, because she did not dare to turn on the light, did not want to see the blood on the ground, and the blood on her body.

In the kitchen, there is nothing, not even a refrigerator, so there is no food.

She has looked for it several times, but she doesn't have anything. She just doesn't know if there is a mouse. If there is a mouse, that's fine. Maybe she will catch the mouse when she is really hungry.

She turned on the faucet, and the cool water had flowed down.

Fortunately ... there is water

She licked her chapped lips, put her hands under the faucet, and let the water wash the blood stains on her fingers that did not belong to her. Then she picked up the water and drank it regardless of hot or cold.

The water was like Ganquan, which nourished her chapped lips, nourished her heart and lungs, and saved her life. She did n’t know how much water she drank, she just knew that she seemed to be able to move around. He heard grunts in his stomach.

She's heard that people can live up to seven days without food, but they can't live up to three days without drinking water.

And she didn't know she could hold on for a few days.

She stepped out, shrinking herself into a corner, shrinking into a small ball.

And when she put her finger on her eyes, she could still feel those warm blood stains in her palm, and it seemed that her hand really ended one person and one life.

In the past, there was a life in her hands, they all said she killed it, but now she still has a life in her hands, and who believes that she did not kill?

She did not kill Xia Yixuan.

She did not kill Song Wan.

But Song Wan may die.

In fact, such a person is more dead than death. She really wanted to kill him, but she did n’t, she did n’t, she did n’t do anything, even if she wanted to kill the woman, but, however, he was Chulu Mom, she's Chu Li's mom.

Gently, she sucked her nose. Does it hurt for a long time, and it won't hurt any more, or does it really hurt after a few days?

She shrinks herself again, and spends another day in such a dark place, and maybe tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the next few days, she doesn't know, maybe she hasn't lived tomorrow , Is no longer in this world.

Another day passed, she reached out her hand, took another apple, and groaned hungry from time to time. She put the apple on her nose instead of smelling the scent of the apple, but from time to time in her stomach. With sour water, she put the apple next to her mouth and opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to bite. She was afraid that the apple was gone and she had nothing to eat.

Until she woke up again, she still had the apple in her hand, but she had already hung her front chest against her back. For so many years, no matter how hard life was, she was never hungry.

She told herself that as long as she had hands and feet, no matter how she could not starve herself, and she did, she did not starve. She was on the Gold Rush Island and used her own hands to earn back After that bowl of rice, but now, in the face of this apple, and the distant darkness, and the unknown future, she really has no idea what she can do with her hands and feet.

She put the apple in her mouth and took a bite.

The sweet and sour taste made her want to cry.

However, because there was no other food in her stomach, eating it this way just made her stomach more uncomfortable, and also, more hungry.

An apple, she didn't know she ate for a few days. Whenever she was hungry, she took a bite. When she was hungry again, she filled her belly with water.

If she is hungry anymore, she tells herself.

Sleep, yes, sleep, she won't be hungry when she is asleep, but she is sleeping more and more, but she is also getting hungry.

After another apple was eaten, she was not hungry, but very hungry and hungry. She cried hungry, but she was helpless. She is hungry and has no strength to raise her hands.

Once again, she opened her eyes, put her hands on her stomach, then rolled over, and vomited on her stomach, but she vomited for a long time.

She caressed the sofa, stood up, went to the bathroom, and drank herself a belly of water again, which made her weak and shaken out.

Until she lay back on the sofa again, she almost had no strength at all.

She reached out her hand and wanted to get an apple, but she touched it on the table for a long time. No, she touched it under the table, and there wasn't. She searched all the places, nothing.

Apple is gone.

She covered her face in despair.

What to do, what to do, there is no apple, and she has no last food.