virus

Chapter 40 Epilogue
Life is like a glass of boiled water, I once again live quietly in the plain.

I had an idea to write these miraculous experiences into words and turn them into a novel to commemorate those people who have left me.I turned on the computer and typed out the title - "Virus".

Facing the blank under the title, I didn't know how to write for a long time. Suddenly, my doorbell rang.When I opened the door, a strange man about 50 years old stood in front of me.

"Who are you?" I asked him.

"My name is Huang Donghai."

Huang Donghai?What is he?I had tried my best to find him, and I was too surprised to speak, so I took a few steps back and welcomed him in.He has a long and thin body, thin cheeks, bright eyes, and a slightly melancholy expression. Yes, he is not an impostor. He should be the Huang Donghai I have seen in the photos, but with more white hair on his head and complexion. It's darker than in the photo.Then, he handed me a business card, which read: Huang Donghai, a researcher at the Institute of Life Sciences.

"Hello, young man, I just came back from afar. I know everything that happened in the past few months." He spoke these words slowly in a thick voice.

"Hi." I didn't know how to answer.

"I know, you know my daughter Huang Yun, she is dead, in fact, this is my punishment." His tone was a little sad.

"Why did you leave their mother and daughter?" I asked him boldly.

"At that time, I didn't know that I would leave behind a daughter. Moreover, I left Shanghai that year because of more important reasons."

"Are you running away?"

"No, it's not escaping." He increased his voice, "It's exploration. I've spent decades exploring, exploring a secret. You won't understand these things."

"I see."

"No, young man, you'll never understand, do you think it's over?"

I nodded.

"You are wrong, you have done a wrong thing." He suddenly stared at me strangely, which made me a little scared.

"Wrong thing?" I don't understand.

"Why give her her head back, why?"

"For the lives of many."

"No, it's actually quite the opposite. Young man, you think the problem too simply, you shouldn't fulfill her wish, you're wrong, you've made a big mistake. Sooner or later you'll understand." He said emphatically with.

"I don't believe it. She is just a weak woman, an ordinary woman. It was a magical fate that made her experience the most tragic thing in the world. She is innocent. She is just a victim. The real guilt is people's. Greed, greed caused her pain, and then led to her revenge on people, in the end, it was people who deserved it. Now that she has got what she needs, she will live peacefully among people and will not Hurt anyone." I tried to defend her.

I used to think this way too, but wandering for many years made me change my mind.I know that she is beautiful, and beauty often makes people feel sympathetic.Young man, you need to be sober.I believe you will understand.Now that a big mistake has been made, what should come will always come, and no one can escape. ’ He looked at me meaningfully, then said, ‘I’m leaving, you do it yourself. "

I woke up suddenly, followed behind him and said, "No, please don't go."

But he still walked out the door, then put his strong hand on my shoulder, and said softly: "The nightmare is not over yet, the nightmare has just begun."

He disappeared at the bottom of the stairs.

I closed the door, and a gust of cold wind came through the gap in the window, and I shivered.I sat back in front of the computer again, looked at the title of the novel "Virus" on the screen, and quietly recalled what Huang Donghai said to me just now.I felt that fear again, and I thought I was rid of it, no, one never gets rid of fear.

I turned off the computer and fell asleep in a hurry.

I dreamed of a woman, she had a perfect face, white skin, she was walking in the darkness, naked, I could see her belly clearly, there was a faint scar, I could see clearly—— In her womb, a new life was being conceived, a curled up fetus.

She is Queen Arut Twig.

The nightmare has just begun.

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