My brother became a love brain

Chapter 132

I withdrew my hand, noncommittal, turned around and got out of the car.

In front of us is a western-style manor. After entering the gate, there is a beautiful large fountain.I like it very much, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Song Dongyang said, "Do you want to move here?"

I didn't reply to his words, because I'm not sure whether this is a hole dug for me.

Song Dongyang didn't ask any more questions, as if he just mentioned it casually, we entered a Gothic building, the lighting is no longer electric lights, but burning candles, the scarlet carpet is matched with brown furniture, there is always a kind of The illusion in the movie - also very much like a horror movie.

Song Dongyang stopped in his tracks, and stretched out his hand to me naturally, I pretended not to see it, and walked straight ahead without him.

Going around the long corridor, Song Dongyang took me to a step leading to the ground, and he said: "The betrayer is locked in the dungeon."

"What do you want me to do?" I asked this question again. Whether to punish the betrayers severely or choose to forgive them, I always have to give me a choice.

"Do what you should do." He gave me the same answer as before, but he stopped, bent slightly, and motioned for me to go first.

I coughed lightly, and walked down the steps, about seventy or eighty steps, and finally came to a wooden door. As soon as I got close to it, the smell of blood hit my face.

I didn't hesitate anymore, and directly raised my hand and opened the door. The scene inside the door made me gasp—there were hundreds of people, naked/naked, with their hands bound by ropes and hanging from the ceiling. There are more or less wounds on the body, and the blood flowing down has soaked the scarlet carpet under the feet of the same style as the corridor outside.

Besides them, there were hundreds of executioners in black robes. They heard the movement, turned their heads in unison, looked at me, and then looked behind me.

Before we could say anything, they knelt down, and by the candlelight, everyone's faces were handsome and indifferent.

I was familiar with their aura, and after a little hesitation, I realized that they were very similar to the Song Dongyang I met for the first time.

——I can't tell what's wrong, but I don't look like a normal person anyway.

I walked through them and came to the nearest prisoner, his body was covered with welts, but his lips were blocked and he couldn't speak.

We looked at each other, his eyes were dull at first, but soon burst into amazing light - he thought I could save him.

I looked at him calmly for a while, and asked the executioner beside him, "What did he do wrong?"

"Attempt to escape from the island, instigate companions, and steal information." It was not the executioner who answered me, but Song Dongyang.

"What punishment will he receive?" My voice was more indifferent than I thought.

"Imprisoned here to receive sufficient punishment, and then downgraded, reduced to the lowest slaves on the island."

"Ah."

"Master, you can choose to forgive him, or you can choose to forgive everyone..."

He reminded me gently, as if he didn't mind my decision at all.

"No need," I interrupted him without the expected hesitation, "they deserve what they deserve and should be punished."

I do have hatred for Song Dongyang, but this does not prevent me from seeing the facts clearly. At this stage, our situation seems to be smooth, but in fact life and death are in the hands of those who monitor us.

These traitors, if they escape smoothly, will give the alliance officials enough reasons to silently strangle all the people on the island. Add hindrance.

On the premise that their lives are not involved, any punishment for them cannot be called excessive. Therefore, I cannot soften my heart, nor can I forgive them.

After I finished speaking, almost all the hanged victims opened their eyes. They stared at me with hatred and anger shining brightly in their eyes.

I looked back at them without hesitation, and said, "It's too cowardly to resent others when you fail."

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Song Dongyang applauded, but no one responded. He hugged me affectionately and said, "It's time for us to go back."

"Hmm." I walked up the stairs together with him, and when I was about to leave the tunnel, there was a sudden howl behind me.

I instinctively wanted to turn my head to look, but Song Dongyang clasped the back of my head with one hand and kissed my lips.

A kiss is not enough to make me mad, but it can make me calm. I was cruel and walked forward a step, as if I was talking to him, but also like saying to myself: "It's time to go back .”

That night, I actually developed a fever, and my whole body was burned into a puddle of paste. Song Dongyang could not hide his anxiety. He hugged me and talked with the doctor from time to time. The cold liquid injected me through the needle. In my body, I obediently swallowed the various potions that Song Dongyang handed over.

The high fever continued, and my eyes were foggy. Occasionally, there would be an illusion of contact with death.I stretched out my hand to hold Song Dongyang's wrist, and tried to open my eyes wide, trying to see his face clearly. He approached me intimately and asked, "What's wrong?"

I thought for a while with my dull brain, and said, "You'll collect the body for me, won't you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about." His expression suddenly became extremely fierce, his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, like a madman.

"If I die, it will bring trouble to you." I don't know why, seeing his embarrassed appearance, I am actually a little happy, "The chess piece you carefully prepared is just abolished."

"Chi Rui," his hands clenched my shoulders, his nails even dug into my flesh, "If you die, I will let them all be buried with you."

I raised the corners of my mouth, wanting to say what they have to do with me, you are the only person I care about, but my brain felt dizzy, and I still closed my eyes reluctantly.

I don’t know how long I slept this time. When I woke up, I was lying on Song Dongyang’s body. After I moved a little, I realized that the secret/secret/parts of our bodies are connected together. Awkward.

I tried to pull out what belonged to me, but just halfway through, Song Dongyang's hand clasped my lower back, making all my previous efforts in vain.

He opened his eyes, put his forehead against mine, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "The fever is gone."

"How long have I been in a coma?" I felt like my body was limp and I had no strength at all.

"On and off for two weeks, I relied on nutrient solution injections." Song Dongyang hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead, "Sorry, I shouldn't have forced you so tightly."

I lay on his body, and after a while, I realized what he said, and immediately replied: "You didn't do anything wrong. From your point of view, I really need a rehearsal, so as not to make any mistakes."

With the deepening of Song Dongyang's actions, it is impossible for the members of the alliance to sit still. They are always looking for various opportunities to try to disintegrate his power and make his previous efforts go to waste.

He has no weakness in himself, except me, if it can make us turn against each other, it would be great.Song Dongyang forced me to go to the island owner's villa, in fact, for the purpose of educating me, allowing me to have a preliminary rehearsal before encountering challenges and tribulations.

But he may not have expected that I would abandon my empathy as a human being and directly choose to stand on the front line with him.

He thought I was sick because I couldn't bear to face the hatred of hundreds of people, because I regretted my decision not to forgive.

But I know that my illness is due to fear, fear of my own indifference and determination. At that moment, all I thought about was how to maximize the interests of me and Song Dongyang, not the kindness I had always upheld in the past and justice.

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