Chapter 22 Chapter Twenty Two

I have been seeing that bunch of pink flowers no longer dripping blood. It is still standing safely on the carved cabinet next to the glass door of the balcony like a still life painting.I suddenly fell in love with that white jade-like vase. The smooth lines made me feel peaceful, like a soldier without a collar badge.I couldn't stop swallowing and I felt like I was much more comfortable.The comfort of feeling alive is better than having sex with you. At this time, I saw clearly that you were still sleeping soundly like a female animal.I don't know if I changed you or you changed me.What attracts me most at this time is your delicate helix and small earlobes.Your earlobe is as round as a drop of flesh that flows naturally from an artist's head made of semi-juicy liquid, which is absolutely uncivilized.So suddenly I had another urge to ravage you from the bottom of my heart.This passion arises as naturally as stomach acid.

I ask you to forgive me for wanting to have sex with you just to prove to myself that I'm alive.Now, the woman who can thoroughly prove that I am still alive is my most beloved woman.Once you asked me if I knew a certain female writer, and I smiled and said that all I knew were women who had sex with me, and I didn’t know any women who hadn’t had sex with me.You laughed so surprised.But, let me ask you, besides this, what else can prove that I have life? When I saw pink flowers, I felt wet on my face at the same time.I couldn't touch what it was because my hands were still tied behind my back.The gunshots seemed to be aimed at letting me see the pink flowers bloom.It stopped ringing after I saw the carnation.I am so sensitive to dianthus because of its red color with white spots.Red and white very much like the pulpy mixture I've seen in graveyards.Shortly after the gunshot, the soldier with the gun stepped back towards me.His feet sounded like he was stepping on a swamp.He backed up right under my nose and nearly bumped into me.I saw his eyes as he glanced back.The fear in his eyes made me very ashamed.How can I be hated and feared?

What was even more strange was the sudden cry of a girl not far from me.Only ghosts can cry like this.I know that people cry when they are born. Does it mean that people cry right after they die?How long will you cry like this?I turned my head quietly to see that I found the piece of floral cloth.The calico trembled on the little girl.But there are also a little red spots on the flower cloth, like the petals of pink flowers.It's a pity that a good piece of calico is spoiled, otherwise his wife can still put it on the sleeve.After a while a man ran down from the high ground.The man was also trembling with excitement, he bent down and put his arms around the little girl and said repeatedly: "Lan Lan, don't cry, Lan Lan, don't be afraid! It's an adult playing tricks on you..."

I somehow feel that this man has a good point, we really need to play now. The low-lying land was buzzing for a while, and the soldiers of the People's Liberation Army dragged a few of us who could still walk up the slope.Although the little girl in calico was still sobbing and crying in the man's arms, she seemed to have accepted the idea of ​​"just kidding" and gradually calmed down.When I got to the high ground, I saw the sun. The two soldiers took off the big sign for me with a smile.I took a quick glance and I was so surprised that I almost fainted: it was not my name written on it, but "Counter-revolutionary Du Lanlan" in large characters!

I think I must be dead.After I died, I was cast again, and the new father called me "Lan Lan"?But he came out from nowhere, happily dancing around me while holding the rope around my wrist.He pulled me and led me out of the team, spewing a lot of saliva from his mouth.But I heard my name from his mouth after all, and I didn't wake up because I was stung by a leech again. It turns out that I am still me.He said a lot of things like "very nice" and "very lively", and said that he didn't expect to ask me to accompany the killing scene, and thought he was really going to shoot me!He told me that I must correct my mistakes in the future and never reverse the case, otherwise I will end up like those people who fell in the lowlands.But no matter what, he made me clear my identity and put my soul back into my body, so I had to repay him, so I hurriedly pointed out the piece of floral cloth to him.The calico hasn't left yet, and it's still shaking in the man's arms, but what's strange is that I can't make a sound when I open my mouth, not even an "ah".I think it's probably my nerves that healed.He was smart enough to see what I meant, pointed to the girl in calico and told me that she shouted a reactionary slogan, but the one who should have shouted "Long live Chairman Mao" instead shouted "Long live so-and-so". "It's cheap for that little bitch, let her accompany her to kill once! If the adults will definitely shoot!" He said.It is a pity that the soldiers of the People's Liberation Army were busy untying the rope from the living people at this time, shouting loudly, "Keep the rope away, and use it next time, don't let these guys take it away!" So I didn't listen to anyone clear.But I guess it doesn't matter, as long as I know who my name is.

But then, I clearly saw that the big sign with my name on it was taken off the little girl’s calico clothes. It turned out that it was not a product advertisement, but it clearly stated that I was a “counter-revolutionary” in front of my name, so I Suddenly I heard a ghost scream rushing out of my throat.It turned out that I was her!It turned out that she was me!It turned out that none of us b was when the earth exploded!