"Let me go, let me go..."
The driver was caught and struggled with his hands and feet.
The pig heart he held in his hand fell off, so he yelled in panic: "My heart, my heart."
Lost."
After being carried for a few steps, he saw all kinds of food on the table, and his screams became more and more sad: "My liver, you burned my liver and it shrunk so small..."
It seemed that the driver was really crazy.
Everyone watched in numbness as the screaming driver was carried out.
"Dong dong dong."
The man knocked the ground three more times with his scepter, bowed and said, "Dear guests, please eat quickly.
After eating, I will take you to your respective rooms."
To be honest, Cheng Qianxun didn't like this short figure at all.
She was wearing a tight-fitting gold-rimmed white dress with a woman-like curve at the waist.
She wore white stockings on her feet and a white wig on her head.
She looked fake.
But my stomach protested.
My nose smelled various aromas wafting around me, and my stomach growled.
She was determined, went to the side and took a dinner plate, and began to put her favorite food on the plate.
When the girl saw her getting food, she immediately stretched out her hand, put it on her shoulder, and reminded her softly: "Be careful, there is something wrong."
"Just die."
Cheng Qianxun bitterly used a fork to put the rich food on the table onto the plate, and stuffed a piece of it into his mouth: "It's better to die by poisoning than by starving.
If you don't eat now, it won't take long. , Even if you sell your soul, you may not get a piece of dry bread."
After hearing this, the girl slowly lowered her hand.
She silently picked up a dinner plate and started to take the food.
The woman beside her who was in a state of numbness finally came back to her senses.
As soon as she saw the head in her hands, she burst into tears: "My son."
But his eyes kept looking around, and he said: "I want to eat, I want to eat meat."
The man holding the scepter spread his arms exaggeratedly but lightly.
He looked sideways at the head in the woman's arms innocently like a child, and said with pity: "It turns out that the body is gone.
I express my sadness.
Good boy, You can't eat meat now, and what you eat will leak out of the broken part of your neck and rot in your mouth and remaining esophagus."
"No, I want to eat meat; there are also eggs, I want to eat poached eggs."
He didn't care and kept shouting for food.
The woman could only shed tears and collapsed on the ground crying.
The child's father was holding his little finger, enduring the remaining pain.
The broken part of the little finger was still bleeding, but it was about to stop.
The blood and a small amount of light red blood seeped out of the wound.
He was so angry that he was so angry that he stuffed the broken part of the little finger into the head's chattering mouth.
Shouted: "Shut up, you can only drink blood" The other one originally wanted to use his tongue to push out the severed finger that was still bleeding, but as soon as he pushed his tongue, his mouth started sucking and making slurping sounds, which made people feel hairy all over.
The man was so painful that the sweat on his forehead started to fall again.
He quickly took out his fingers, grabbed a snow-white napkin next to him, covered the wound with force, frowned and held it for a while, then cursed loudly at his head: "Why do you want to use so much force?"
Will I lose another piece of my finger?"
The head licked his lower lip with a bright red tongue that contained a small amount of blood.
His eyes greedily looked at the napkin that was beginning to stain with red blood, and he begged: "Give me a little more, give me a little more, dad."
As soon as he called him daddy, the man softened and stopped scolding him.
The woman felt distressed, squeezed her man's hand, and pulled away the napkin.
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"What are you doing?"
The man watched in surprise as his woman stuffed the broken part of her little finger into the child's mouth without hesitation.
"My son only has one head left.
Are you still reluctant to part with the blood?
When I gave birth to him, I shed enough blood for you to cut off ten fingers."
The woman was angry at the man, and then faced her son with tears in her eyes.
Smiling: "Son, be good and drink more."
"Well, hey..."
This head was like sucking yogurt through a vein, sucking hard.
The man couldn't bear it for five seconds and wanted to withdraw his hands.
When he couldn't, he went to grab his child's mouth: "Okay, okay."
"Just be gentle and let him eat something before giving it to him."
The woman was eager to protect her son and hurriedly reached for the man's hand.
"The devil said a few drops a day, do you need that much?
Be careful what happens if you eat it."
The man yelled like this, which finally made the woman give up trying to fight for blood for her son's head.
Cheng Qianxun was holding a plate of food, looked around, found the nearest chair and sat down, picked up a fork and stuffed it into his mouth.
Since he is going to die, he would rather die.
This food tastes really good The girl put down the food, moved a chair over and sat down.
After taking a few bites in a hurry, she whispered: "My name is Angel..."
"Stop."
Cheng Qianxun looked around warily.
Sure enough, the nearest waiter looked at them, his smile completely gone.
His originally pink and white face turned blue, and his greenish face looked like a ghost.
"Keep eating, we'll talk about it later."
Cheng Qianxun immediately lowered his head and ate hard.
Seeing that something was wrong, the girl lowered her head to eat.
After a while, Cheng Qianxun dared to raise his head and saw that the waiter's face returned to normal, so he scolded softly: "You know where this place is, it's hell.
No matter how bad my English is, I still know what your name means.
Do you have any Chinese?"
name" "Yes."
The girl nodded quickly and said softly: "Zhang Ruoshan, Cao Youruo; Shanshan came late."
"Cheng Qianxun" Cheng Qianxun stretched out his hand, took Zhang Ruoshan's hurriedly stretched out hand and shook it quickly: "Cheng from the journey, Qianxun from the cartoon Qianxun."
"Chinese" Zhang Ruoshan seems to have found common ground and is happy: "Me too" "I'm not."
Cheng Qianxun was helpless about her name.
Since the cartoon became popular, many people made fun of her name.
The only advantage is that she can remember it immediately after introducing it.
She sighed slightly: "When my dad was helping me name my name, he named me Qianxun after searching for him thousands of times in my dream, and suddenly looking back at the person in the dimly lit place.
I reversed the name Qianxun for the sake of rhyme, and ended up looking like this." ” Zhang Ruoshan smiled slightly, then seemed to have discovered something, and said softly: "I feel like I have changed since I came here."
"If you die once, of course there will be changes."
Cheng Qianxun was eating a vegetable salad.
"No," Zhang Ruoshan said thoughtfully, "Have you ever felt...
How should I put it?
For example, I used to like to laugh.
If I had just now, I would have laughed very hard.
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But... don't Just kidding, it seems like I’m much less scared than before.
If it were something like this, I would have fainted. ” Unable to explain for a moment, he is of Chinese descent, so Cheng Qianxun answered instead: "Isn't it numb?"
"Yes, yes, just numb."
Zhang Ruoshan nodded quickly.
After Cheng Qianxun thought for a while, he picked up a table knife on the table, aimed it and threw it out.
"Poof" the table knife was inserted into the back of the roasted chicken on the table
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