Apocalyptic Forecast

Huai Shi opened his eyes and saw the afternoon light outside the window.

The dust detached from the ceiling and danced in a mess in the dim light. The air was filled with familiar musty smell, and the sound of dripping next door was heard.

This is his home.

After a dream, he was lying on the broken sofa in the hall.

"I ... alive? How long have I slept?"

He got up blankly and touched his chest. He saw a bandage on the wound, and there was some pain, but his movement was not hindered.

In particular, he found that the book of destiny was actually transformed from the entity into his own will, and he could flip it on his own when his heart moved.

Soon, he heard the voice beside him.

"Probably about ten hours or so, it seems that you are recovering well."

The girl sitting at the window raised her head and looked at him, her calm face disturbed Huai Shi.

"What happened last night ... what happened? By the way, Lao Liu, Lao Liu ..."

"Liu Dongli? Ah, he is alive, and the operation should be over now, in the intensive care unit ... If he recovers, there may be a chance to wake up in the future. But this is not your fault. It's a blessing to be stared at by Green Sun to survive. "

Ai Qing said calmly: "Although a lot of things happened last night, the black hands behind the scenes escaped ... but for you, it's all over."

"ended?"

"Yes, it's over." Ai Qing nodded, "No matter what, the next thing has nothing to do with you, and no one will stare at you in the future."

She stared at Huai Shi and solemnly told him:

"Congratulations, you can go back to your original calm life."

If Ai Qing told him this way yesterday, he would be overwhelmed and dancing, but now, hearing this news, he is completely unhappy.

Did not even respond happily.

Ai Qing didn't say anything. After she closed the book, she was about to leave. After rejecting Huai Shixiang's gift, she stood up on her crutches and said goodbye.

"what happened?"

When she saw Huai Shi's trance, she tilted her head: "Is there anything else you want to ask? If you are worried about Liu Dongli's car parked here, someone will drive away in two days. Rest assured, I will give it to you before coming." Call. "

Huai Shi shook his head and looked at her: "I actually have been thinking these days, where I have seen you."

"......"

Ai Qing was silent for a long time, shaking her head calmly: "It doesn't matter if you can't think of it, it's not an important thing anyway, just forget it."

She walked out of the door and finally took a look at Huai Shi, nodding her goodbye.

"So, I'm going to go to Jinling to report my job now. I wish you a happy life in the future, and hope we can't see you again."

She said: "Farewell, Huai poetry."

The door closed.

In the silence, Huai Shi was silent, watching Ai Qing walk into the car with the driver's help, the door closed, walked slowly, and finally disappeared to the end of the road.

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All afternoon, Huai Shi sat on the garden steps, his old place, looking at the bare nursery, dazed.

"If you are lost, right?"

The crow did not know when it came out again, stood on his shoulder, and patted his head: "Don't be sad, come, take a cigarette and relax?"

I really can't buy a bottle of wine and drink two sips, sleepy sleepy, everything is done. "

"It's all done?"

Huai Shi looked at her.

"Yes, it's done." The crow asked lightly: "Isn't this all over, Huai Shi? As you wished, you have got rid of those messy things and ushered in a peaceful life of your heart."

Huai Shi did not answer.

has it ended?

Maybe, but the relief he expected did not come.

Didn't feel relieved. Even, there was a trace of anger that didn't know where it came from ... obviously nothing ended.

He suddenly remembered Lao Yang's face.

In the last moment, the **** smiled when he looked at himself, and once he was about to die, he seemed to be relieved.

Obviously nothing can be relieved. He just sold his life to change the life of another person. Will the woman saved by him be happy?

What is he really proud of?

And Liu Dongli, who is now in the intensive care unit.

Ocean once thought that they were their own friends, but now one of them was shot by himself from behind, and one shot from behind.

He lost two friends.

And the initiator of all this has already slipped away ...

"How can it end suddenly?"

He raised his hand to cover his face, and couldn't help the anger and fatigue in his heart, "Fuck ..."

The crow looked at him with pity.

For the first time in such a long time, she saw Huai Shi so angry.

In addition, it seems that no matter what happens to him, he will only slump on the ground, letting the chaotic wheel of fate run over him like an old salted fish.

Naturally good temper.

He is stronger by him, anyway, I am also cool.

But she always felt that what was missing in Huai Shi's body, what was hiding, or ... trying to hide something.

Until now, she vaguely understood that perhaps this empty garden was his most relaxing place, and only here he would face himself calmly.

Even though his heart was so resistant to this—

"I said, Huai poetry." She asked seriously, "Does this have any important meaning to you?"

"probably……"

Huai Shi looked down at the small garden under the steps and remained silent for a long time.

"If I don't want to say it, just let me ask." Crow shook his head: "After all, it's not a face-saving thing to spy on privacy."

"No, there is no need to hide anyway, I am just thinking about what to tell you."

Huai Shi rubbed his face, pondered for a long time, thinking seriously.

He said, "When I was a kid, I had a high fever."

"My parents were very angry at that time because they were playing abroad. I didn't take care of myself and didn't let them worry, and then gave me money to let me go to the hospital myself.

But I was too sleepy and uncomfortable, so I didn't go, and fell asleep on the sofa in the living room. "

Huaishi said, "I remember I had many strange dreams at that time. I dreamed that I seemed to grow wings and fly in the sky. I dreamed that this old house would talk, wipe me sweat and pour water, and then I heard over the wall Someone rolled in from the backyard, covered his face, still holding a knife in his hand ... I was hiding behind the door and dared not speak.

I'm scared, if I were found by that person, I might be dying. "

"I don't want to die."

He stared at the raised ground and murmured softly: "So I killed him."

"......"

Crow froze, looking back at Huai Shi's face, but could not find any traces of jokes, only a disturbing calm.

"Yes."

Huai Shi repeated it quietly, "I killed him."

Hides behind the door, using an axe, and when the man comes in, he slashes at the back of his head.

Only used it once, and the man fell down.

Then came again, came again, until there was no strength.

After discovering that the man couldn't move, first he was at a loss, then he was restless and flustered, and finally the courage that made him feel terrified.

He was dragging his body into the garden in the high heat, digging the ground and burying it quietly, even with the axe.

Closed the soil, washed his hands, and returned to the bed.

As if nothing happened.

Anyway, the stone pith museum is so remote, no one will come, anyway, parents are so lazy, they will not take care of the garden, anyway, no one will find that he has killed himself.

Just like this, he fell asleep in fear and had many strange dreams, but those dreams were not remembered. Even with some memories from before, when he woke up, the high fever receded unexpectedly.

From that moment on, Huai Shi ’s childhood was over.

Since then, day after day, year after year.

"Think carefully, I am really lucky, right?"

Huai Shi whispered, "At the beginning, I was afraid that someone would come to grab me, someone found something I buried in the garden, but until now it seems that no one has found ...

If you did n’t hide it, you do n’t have to be so tired now. No, if you were killed that year, you wo n’t be able to live like you are now. "

"... Actually you don't have to torture yourself."

The crow couldn't help sighing: "Have you ever thought about such a possibility? Perhaps, this is just one of the nightmares you have when you have a high fever."

"Yeah, maybe?"

Huai Shi nodded calmly, "I bought a shovel many times, but I lost it many times.

Every time I stood here, I hesitated, afraid of what was hiding underneath. Actually, I am not afraid of digging out the body, but I am afraid of the truth. "

He said, "If I dig this place, I can't deceive myself anymore-how can I go back to my quiet life when the time comes?"

He paused and suddenly laughed softly: "I thought I would have deceived myself for a lifetime."

"—— Now it seems that there is no need to fear anything."

Said, Huai Shi picked up the rusty shovel in the corner and returned to the center of the garden, looking for the original mark and standing still.

Then, the first soil was shoveled.

The crow was stunned.

Then came the second shovel, the third shovel.

Huai Shi's movements are fast, even if the wound under the bandage cracks and oozes bleeding lines, there is no longer any hesitation.

Cut off the weeds that are in the way, shovel the root system underground, and dig out the dirt and mud that buried the nightmare.

Sweats like rain.

"Do you know? My family ..."

Huai Shi turned his back to the crow and talked to her as if talking to himself: "Actually, I know very well that since birth, my parents haven't liked me. After Grandpa's death, they haven't taken care of-- They don't need me at all.

When they were there, I seemed like a hindrance. After they left, I became a homeless wild dog again. In this way, the east wall was dismantled and the west wall was repaired, and the seam was repaired and it took so many years.

Until now, if you can't make any more money, not only the tuition, but even the life can't survive ... I feel that this kind of life has no value at all.

Actually, even I myself often think, why do you live so tired?

Anyway, it's always so miserable, no matter how struggling, it's useless, and sometimes it's ridiculed and looked down upon. Wouldn't it be easier to give up occasionally?

However, no matter how mourning or suffering, I think I can sustain it. It doesn't matter if I occasionally want to betray my dignity, I won't be angry.

Because I know that as long as I continue to move forward, everything will be fine.

Even this change is always insignificant.

Some people like Lao Yang are willing to introduce me to work, and occasionally find excuses to give me more money, and Lao Liu is willing to invite me to dinner, to clean up the troubles that I have caused in the clubhouse, even if I am opened behind Gun, when it's dangerous, I also want to let me escape ...

Does this mean that my life is worthwhile? "

Huai Shi asked softly, but no one responded to his words. UU reading www.uukanshu.coom sweat dripped from his face and fell into the pit that had been cut open.

"But now--"

He lowered his eyes, the iron pickaxe raised again, shoveled down, and tried his best.

Is like breaking up the greasy face in memory.

"My value is denied!"

Collapse!

The shovel seemed to hit something, and a huge crack broke out, but nothing could be seen in the pit, no body, no bones, nothing.

Only the scattered glow of the setting sun vaguely reflected a cruel outline.

Is like an axe.

Huai Shi bent down, stretched out his hand, and squeezed its handle.

He says:

"——I want to kill him."

Under the setting sun, the crow looked at the outline of Huai Shi's hands in amazement-the invisible iron cast purely from the source material, the burning anger and the cold killing intention mixed together, reflecting the cruel light.

It was the steel armament created by nightmares and fears that had given substance to death and death that had been sleeping here for seven years.

Seemed to hold on to the fire, and at that moment, Huai Shi's right hand was ignited by the invisible power, rising a white flame.

Revealed from the silence that it really looked like.

"So that's the case, is that the case ..."

She murmured softly, suddenly realized that she finally understood what happened to Huai Shi at this moment.

Break through the barriers of spirit and matter, and realize the transformation between iron and source ...

After seven years, Huai Shi finally passed a long period of stress. In the burning of the source, the nature sublimated and ushered in his own soul.

That is the unique real name of the soul given by the sea of ​​silver at the end.

-‘Hands forbidden’!