calm. calm. calm.

But, go to him/mom/ to calm down!

The chaotic brain became a mass of paste, a mess, a surging, that kind of uncontrollable panic was swiftly swallowing all the reason in his mind.

This is just a self-experience, this is his personal experience arranged by himself, and this is the effect he expects.

According to the plan, the emotions and emotions of the first stage have been experienced once during the "buried alive" period. Today, he does not need to do repetitive useless work again; instead, he adjusts his state and slowly enters the second stage. Send feelings.

Therefore, what he needs to do now is to calm down, completely eliminate that useless fear, and get back on track.

However, the plan could not keep up with the changes.

In that endless silence, turbulent loneliness began to occupy every cell in and below the body.

The larger the universe, the smaller the individual; the wider the tranquility, the weaker the individual; the vaster the world, the humbler the individual, and what’s worse, he can’t find a companion anymore, he can only face such a magnificent and majestic one alone. In the universe, the endless pressure began to vent down, as if... as if he had to carry the whole world on his back alone, struggling to move forward, really difficult to move forward.

That kind of loneliness began to make people feel scared and timid.

He raised his sight and searched every corner of the field of vision, but found nothing. Except for the empty space, it was still empty, but I felt the loneliness more and more, which was surging.

When I was in the coffin, the world was so small. He only needs to raise his hand to touch the edge and top of the entire world, everything is within reach, squeezed in cramped and urgently, almost suffocating.

That kind of face-to-face confrontation was on the verge of breaking out, as if he could give the opponent a heavy blow as long as he raised his fist. So he rebelled. He chose to face the resistance and launched the struggle in the most fierce way, trying to use his fists to forcibly open up a path to survival.

But now, the world is so magnificent. In any case, he couldn't find the boundary, that kind of vastness, magnifying everything, to the extreme, except for himself.

Even if he raised his fists, even if he clenched his teeth, even if he was prepared, his resistance was still so weak that he couldn't even shake the opponent's bit, the heavy fists just smashed into the air, The whole body's strength has no borrowing points or landing points at all. That kind of powerlessness sweeps from the depths of my heart. The resistance has not yet begun. The powerlessness and helplessness have already eaten my heart, and I almost surrender.

It was not that he chose to give up, but that he wanted to fight but was powerless.

What he faced was not a coffin, not a kidnapper, not even a White House, a country, but the entire universe. God, that is the entire universe, how should his fists fight? Without even resisting, the hope of survival has been crushed to pieces.

The eyes fell into a blank, completely blurred the focus; the suffocation gradually became hot, as if burning his lungs, and then the internal organs slowly began to ignite, suffering and painful bit by bit. After torturing his nerves and helplessness to the extreme, the survival instinct/ability exploded like this.

He should be calm, he should follow the plan, he should...

All of these go to hell!

Furiously, Lan Li began to struggle hard, slapped his hands and feet fiercely, trying to get rid of the shackles, regain freedom, and then break the situation in front of him, but he couldn't do it.

The more struggling, the more painful.

Every muscle in his body was bursting with powerful energy, but he was still fixed in place, unable to move. The depression and dullness further detonated the suffocation. He almost couldn't breathe, opened his mouth, and completely forgot. With the elegance and restraint of this life's education, he just breathed in big mouths, but still couldn't feel the influx of oxygen, as if his throat had been completely choked to death.

Hands, feet, chest, abdomen, knees, elbows, there is a burning pain in every part, the tingling sensation after intense rubbing is like countless cow hairs, burrowing into the blood along the pores, torturing Every inch of skin on the whole body is as if the whole person is in a sea of ​​fire, and the kind of suffering makes the depths of the brain start to scream.

However, he couldn't make a sound at all, he couldn't even feel the oxygen anymore, let alone his own voice.

As a result, he could only open his mouth open, like a stone sculpture, stiff in place.

A deep sense of powerlessness surged up, not despair, not anger, but powerlessness, as if an ant shook the sky and a tree, raised his head, but couldn’t see the end at all; I tried my best to search all the memories in my mind, but I still look for it. There is no solution, which is far beyond the scope of his own knowledge. It seems that there is no other way but to catch it.

From the body to the spirit, from the consciousness of the soul, the total fall, the collapse of the whole line, the whole process of crushing, that kind of powerlessness, bit by bit, starts to erode the soul, and after the pain reaches the extreme, it even loses the feeling, just a loss of reason. Start struggling.

"Ah! Ah, ah, ah!"

Even the painful groan/groan became fragmented, like a fish leaving the water, opening his mouth wide and trying to find a ray of life, but it was just a dying struggle between breaths and breaths.

sucker Punch.

Every muscle in his body was resisting, and his whole body began to twist and completely lost control. His saliva and sweat were mixed together and covered his chin, but he didn't notice his embarrassment at all. He just trembled and shivered. Shaking, and finally exhausted, relying on the "big sky tree", his eyes were blank, dumbfounded, and his soul was completely blank.

Panting, panting, a piece of warmth was applied to the eye sockets. Before I could control it, the hot tears broke through the shackles and slipped down, mixed with sweat and saliva, sliding in slowly along the neck, touching the hot liquid. When he touched his chest covered in cold sweat, goose bumps all over his body suddenly appeared, and the muscles began to tremble uncontrollably.

So embarrassed.

But compared to the embarrassment, what is more terrifying is that he did not realize his embarrassment at all, and he did not have time to worry about his embarrassment. The suffocation was making his brain start to burn. He tried to scream, scream, and try. I called for help, but I couldn't make a sound. I could only yell silently with my mouth open.

Think of a way, hurry up!

When he was trapped in the coffin, he never gave up. Why is he now trapped in a vast universe, so he chose to give up so quickly? This is not him, this is definitely not him, he will not give up, he refuses to give up!

Thinking. Think!

Think about him/mum/.

After the chaos reached its extreme, it became a blank brain, unable to think at all. There were only endless negative emotions in his chest, but even if it was negative emotions, he did not have time to think carefully and sort out carefully at this time, just wanting Vent, and then realized that he could not even vent the action

He wanted to beat the coffin board hard, feeling the pain of his fist; he wanted to vent all his strength and explode his emotions. However, there was only a cloud of air in front of him. In the vast universe, not even a target to vent could be found. Then he just froze in place, allowing negative emotions to destroy the last thing in his mind. A trace of faith.

The turbulent feeling of powerlessness hit his heart with one punch and one punch, but he couldn't feel any pain. His eyes widened as if he could see the light of life dimming little by little, as if The ashes burned out like the afterglow.

So magnificent and so tragic.

He was a coward, and he didn't even resist, so he chose to give up. It was ridiculous and extremely ridiculous. The tears had lost their meaning and turned into a shame, mocking his incompetence and helplessness. What about now? What should he do now, is he here waiting for death to come?

In a trance, the gleam of light in the line of sight gradually brightened, and finally turned into a cloud of white light, and the world turned into a large expanse of white, as if...just like a hospital ward.

Unable to move the feet. I can't move my hands. The body can't move either. He turned his head, but found that even his neck could only move left and right. He tried to lift his head and look at his toes. Such a simple action failed. ~lightnovelpub.net~The panic in the numb thoughts In an instant burst, a nightmare, he unexpectedly returned to that nightmare again.

What's more terrifying than death is

He returned to Chu Jiashu's body, returned to the hospital bed, and was trapped in the high paraplegic body again. His soul could travel in the universe, but he was firmly imprisoned here. In the square inch of the land, even suicide can't be done, and can only be trapped in place like walking dead, waiting for the doctor's sentence and the arrival of death.

why? Why is this happening?

He is Lan Li-Hall, not Chu Jiashu; he has been reborn again and is no longer **** in that piece of heaven and earth; he is now preparing for the "gravity" shooting, rather than lying in a hospital bed. On, waiting for the help of others.

No, it's not like this, things shouldn't be like this.

He was struggling, struggling hard, struggling frantically, but with all his strength, his body couldn't move at all. It seemed that he could no longer feel his fingers. The whole soul was imprisoned in his brain and cut With all the connections between the mind and the neck, the world has shrunk to the extreme.

The vast universe shrank quickly and evolved from boundless to a square inch. The panic destroyed all his reason like a bamboo. "No, no, no, it shouldn't be this way, it's impossible, absolutely impossible." He growled in a low voice, struggling harder and harder, and didn't even notice when his teeth hit his tongue and mouth.

Suddenly, a **** smell spread in the mouth.

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