The sky and water

On the Dark Night Island, there is a death cell. It used to be a place for prisoners on death row. It was abandoned for many years, but now it has become a place for children to spend the night.

In the center of several cold and dark cells, there is a torture room. The horror of this room makes the children unable to bear to look directly at it.

On the dark and mottled walls, there are various instruments of torture, whips, sticks, irons and nail boards of different lengths, mixed with the bloody smell that cannot be washed away by all the sea water, which makes people shudder.

I haven't made any mistakes recently. 42 hasn't been to this place for a while, but today, he was hung up and beaten.

Qingjiao didn't know why he was so angry this time, but he wanted to beat him himself. His whip was the most ruthless, and when he couldn't get up during training, he would suffer pain from one or two whips occasionally, but this time, it was obviously not enough solved problem.

42 was a little thankful that the kid, the new 49, was not punished.He didn't want to, seeing him bleed.

"Forty whips." Qingjiao's voice was terrifying like that of a poisonous snake's Nobuko, but 42, there was no time to be scary at all.

Before the words were finished, the whip came down, leaving a long bloody mark from the left shoulder to the right waist. It hurt so bad, 42 gritted his teeth, and lowered his head in despair.

Qing Jiao didn't show any sympathy, he was just like this, ruthless, making people suspect that he had no soul at all.

He didn't stop his hands, and the whip carrying internal strength whizzed and bit the small slender body continuously, causing heart-piercing pain. The small body kept trembling, but didn't make any sound, until the small body His head drooped deeply, and he was no longer conscious.

On the pale skin, blood was everywhere, and the criss-cross welts were like a blood-colored net, tightly wrapping the thin body, as if it was constantly tightening.

"Sea water." Qing Jiao said lightly, here, there are already too many such scenes.

Not allowed to fall into a coma, 42 repeatedly lost consciousness during the whipping, and was awakened by the pain of the seawater stimulating the wound.In fact, forty lashes won't last long at all, but he feels that this time is so long, as if several lifetimes have passed.

After finally finishing the whipping, he was not let down, but was hung in the execution room, where the blood all over his body was allowed to dry in the icy night wind, and the bone-piercing cold engulfed his body and soul.

In the early morning of the next day, he was put down, but he could not rest unless he was dead. As long as he still had breath, he had to continue the harsh and brutal training for a child.

His whole body was wounded and he couldn't move at all. He was constantly scolded and kicked, and received countless whips. When night fell again, he was carried back to the death row where he spent the night.No one paid attention to him, so he was randomly thrown into the corner, groggy, with a high fever, but because of the pain of the wound, he couldn't sleep for a long time.

In the haze, he seemed to see a figure sitting in front of him. He was too weak to see the expression of that person clearly. He could only judge by the outline that he was 49.

"49, it's okay, you're fine." After uttering these words, he couldn't hold on any longer, passed out, and didn't know what happened next.

Chi Yuan said that he saw that Qing Lan had been sitting next to Tian Cheng with no expression on her face, without any words of thanks or pity, just like that, sitting withered until dawn.

Later, the two became close.No one has ever been close to 42, and he can't express it, but he is actually very happy in his heart.Only one person will survive, and he knows it, but he thinks he can give 49 that chance.It was too painful for him to live, and he never felt that being alive was a good thing.

49 was weak and sick, and was often beaten because he couldn't keep up with the training. 42 was beaten many times to protect him, but he never regretted it, and he never changed a bit.Whenever he was beaten severely and fell into a coma, 49 would accompany him.They were not allowed to take medicine, and they were not given any care. No matter how badly they were injured, they could only lie in the cold and damp dungeon, going through the painful time alone. If they couldn’t survive, they died.

49 There is no way to help him, but to accompany him, and use the old clothes to dry the blood on his body.

Chi Yuan doesn't know where 49 comes from, but it seems that he used to have a life of luxury, because 49 often tells 42 stories about the other side of the sea, about various people, various things, and I told 42 repeatedly that if I want to live, no matter how painful it is, I can't give up.

42 rarely speaks, but has been listening silently, listening very carefully.

Years are hardships and pains, but time will pass by after all. In a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Of the 49 children, there are now only forty left. Nine children failed to survive this year.

Everyone is thinking, who will be next?Most people would think it would be 49.

His body became weaker and weaker, and he often vomited blood. 42 struggled to take care of him despite being beaten, but found that he was powerless.

42 is very talented. At this age, he already has a little internal energy. Although it is insignificant, he still often secretly gives 49 internal energy. He doesn't want to watch him die. He is the only person in this world who treats him well.

49's vitality is also tenacious, relying on this little internal force, he survived day after day, until one day, 42, who was hiding in the grass and secretly giving him internal strength, saw Qingjiao's terrifying face again.

This time, Qing Jiao didn't wave his whip, but spit out two words from between his teeth: "Wooden cart."

42 froze, his usually expressionless face was full of fear.

The wooden cart is a kind of punishment, and to this day, it still scares Tian Cheng from the bottom of his heart.

A heavy wooden cart, full of stones, cannot be shaken.However, 42 had to push the wooden cart forward, had to go around the island for a week, and then returned to the starting point before his punishment was over.

With both hands gripping the crossbar in front of the car, the palms of the hands were bleeding, and it took all the strength of the whole body to barely move a step.

It was cold, but his clothes were soaked with sweat and blood.

He was not allowed to rest, and as long as he slowed down a little, the whip would hit him mercilessly on the back, causing heart-piercing pain.

Just walking a distance of dozens of steps, there were already bloodstains on his back, and sweat seeped into the wound, trembling with pain, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground, but he could only receive more severe whippings.

I can't, no matter how hard I try, I can't...

Struggling in the gap between the whipping, he mechanically held the rough wood with both hands, but kept repeating this sentence in his heart.

Seeing him get up, the whipping stopped temporarily, but 42 knew that if he didn't move, the pain would come back soon, so he moved only out of fear of the pain.

So tired, so painful, sweat had blurred his eyes, his eyes were dark, but he saw 49's clear eyes waiting for him to come back, he hurriedly used his bleeding hand, grabbed the wood even harder, gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

Qing Jiao's orders, his subordinates will carry out meticulously, unless 42 dies, there is absolutely no way to escape this pain.After walking a third of the way, his back was covered in blood and blood, and every whip spurred up blood. He couldn't bear to faint, so they splashed sea water on him to wake him up, and continued to beat him until he got up and continued. until the cart.Later, not only his back, but his whole body was covered with criss-cross whip marks. The soles of his shoes had long been worn off, and his bare feet rubbed directly against the rocks.Several times, he couldn't wake up after splashing several buckets of seawater, so they immersed his head in the seawater to wake him up through suffocation, and continued to endure endless torture.

One day and one night, for a whole day and night, when the wooden cart finally returned to the original point, 42 was barely human, and most of his clothes were torn off by the whip. From a distance, it looked like a blurred mass of flesh and blood.The moment the wooden cart returned to its place, he fell headfirst to the ground, bleeding from his forehead, but he didn't realize it. He passed out completely and didn't know anything, not even the pain and fear.

He was in a coma for two days and two nights before waking up. During these two days and two nights, they splashed sea water on him intermittently, but he didn't respond at all. Chi Yuan secretly rejoiced that he finally couldn't make it this time, and 42 died. Only then can he hope to live.

The moment 42 opened his eyes, his heart was filled with resentment again.

"42, wake up!"

This voice is so familiar, this is 49, Qinglan!

42's mind gradually became concentrated, and he wanted to look at this companion, but he saw bloodstains all over his body.

Was he punished this time?Why should he be punished?Why, don't let me replace him!

42 opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat felt dry and painful, and he couldn't speak.

"42, 49, I'm tired of you guys already." Qing Jiao's voice was always full of despair, "Today, only one of you will survive!" He said, throwing a dagger, With a clang, the dagger fell between the two of them.

"Whoever uses this dagger to kill the opponent can live. Remember, it must penetrate the heart directly!" Qing Jiao continued.

At this moment, 49 was seriously injured, but he could move after all, but 42 couldn't even lift his arm. 49 wanted to kill him, but it was so easy. Chi Yuan became happy again. How much he wished, 42 just disappeared like this.

Qinglan, kill me.

42 is still speechless, but 49 can tell what he wants to say from the shape of his mouth. 49 didn't hesitate, a glimmer of light flickered in his big clear eyes, and he grabbed the dagger instead.

Quick, kill him, kill him!

Chi Yuan urged in his heart.

However, 49's next move was beyond everyone's expectations.He moved quickly and without hesitation, he stuffed the dagger into 42's right hand, and then, holding the wrist of that right hand, stabbed the dagger into his heart.

He stabbed so deeply that the dagger sank completely, and the blood gushed out like a fountain. 42 felt that his eyes were blood red, and he couldn't see anything clearly.In desperation, he finally called out with a hoarse throat: "Qinglan!"

He remembered that he said that his real name was Qinglan. 42 has always felt that this is a very pleasant name, and people with this name should not die.

"42, remember, you have to work hard to live, no matter how painful it is, you have to live, one day, you will have a name."

Qinglan's last words were uttered together with blood, Tian Cheng didn't even have time to answer, he saw those eyes and slowly closed them.