Chapter 1050 The End After the End (Part 2)

Lu Mingfei still vaguely remembered his class teacher at Shilan Middle School, that mean middle-aged woman. She would always grab her dozing ears and say loudly in front of the whole class: Lu Mingfei, look at it. You didn’t look like you were in class, and you didn’t even wake up from your sleep. I can’t even imagine what the young people of your generation would be like if they were the children raised by their parents.

Lu Mingfei, who stood up by his ears, was also at a loss. Even if a 15- or 6-year-old young man fell in love, he would never consider the nightmare of raising a family in the future, so he could not refute the class teacher's ridicule and rebuke. After all, Even he himself couldn't imagine what it would be like to teach his children.

When he was young, he always felt that the scene was far away from him, just like the petrel reflected in the glass of the building in the distance outside the window, fleeting in front of his eyes, unable to imagine its shape and flight trajectory. He didn't have an answer at that time, but his deskmate next to him gave him an answer.

Lin Nian always had the ability to glimpse the whole picture at a glance. Perhaps his understanding of Lu Mingfei was roughly based on this, so after the class teacher asked this sarcastic question, he looked out the window at the rainy day and said casually: Lu Mingfei answered the question: He does not know how to take care of his children, but there is always someone to help him take care of them.

Maybe what Lin Nian said casually at that time was true. The heartless people in this world are always lucky. There will always be someone by their side who loves them to the core.

Lu Mingfei stood on the sand in front of the dilapidated single-family double-story wooden house, staring blankly at the two little figures chasing each other on the dunes under the sunset, with the huge sunset hanging in their background. The sunset was so red that it was thrilling. Every inch it went down the sand dune, it seemed as if you could hear his mourning when he died. It was really magnificent and incomplete. Two small black figures slid down the sand slope and stumbled towards him in the residual red. It was like... A scene that only occurs in dreams.

No, this is indeed a dream. Wake up, don't be confused, wake up.

Lu Mingfei slapped himself, his face hurt.

It was in this trance that two children ran past him. He didn't even have time to see what they looked like. He only saw a boy with short hair and the other a girl with small hair from the corner of his eye, playing and playing. The noise sounded so beautiful that it made him feel an emotion welling up in his heart that was definitely not what he should have felt.

Another slap, and the red marks on Lu Mingfei's face became symmetrical. However, these red marks were very shallow and were covered by scars and calluses. It can be imagined that this version of Lu Mingfei must be extremely shameless.

Lu Mingfei stood in the sand and let the red sun that had half-submerged the sea of ​​sand shine on him. He was sorting out his thoughts and thinking about what the current situation was like. First of all, he made it clear that he had no children. Let alone children, his girlfriend had never had one.

He stared blankly at the red sunset in the desert in front of him. This was indeed a dream, but he did not know the meaning and origin of this dream. This made him couldn't help but put his hand on the handle of the alchemical revolver named "Texas Dawn" by his side.

The continuation of dreams is due to the subconscious activities of the owner of the dream. Things that he dare not think about during the day will appear in the dream. The way to interrupt these dreams is very simple. It is nothing more than ending one's activities in the dream. There is nothing like a star. A .44-caliber bullet penetrated from the lower jaw and exploded in the brain, sending the skull flying into the sky. Wouldn't it be more awakening to a person who is in a dream?

Lu Mingfei knew that this was the best answer to leaving this dreamland, and a voice in his heart told him, yes, this is the answer to leaving here, no need to doubt it.

But there was another voice that made him not so quick to reward his head with an exploding peanut. He vaguely felt that this dream was not just a dream, it meant something, and there was something deep hidden in it that he couldn't figure out. Understand the great meaning of everything.

Just as Lu Mingfei's thumb was unconsciously rubbing the handle of the gun, which was still cold in the hot desert, a slightly cold hand was placed on the back of his hand, stopping him, who might seem dangerous to outsiders. Little moves.

Lu Mingfei was slightly startled, turned around, and saw the woman close at hand.

They were so close that one of them would shy away from his face. Lu Mingfei didn't, and neither did the woman. The former was because she was trying to stay calm, and the latter was because she loved the man in front of her who was riddled with holes. She would only get close to fill those holes, and there was no reason to run away. Only an immature girl would shy away from the passionate love. She had already passed that innocent age.

"I'm still here." She looked at Lu Mingfei and said in a low voice.

Lu Mingfei saw the reflection of himself and the setting sun in her clear pupils. His expression was so blank, like a lost soul in the desert, and the woman in front of him was her guide.

His right hand unconsciously left the holster and was held by the woman. The cold feeling spread from the scarred hand to the whole body. It is really strange to say that people always draw warmth from the handshake, and the hands are completely in contact with each other. On the contrary, the cold feeling in the embrace allowed him to maintain his appearance and not be melted away by the heat of the desert.

Looking at each other so closely again, the short platinum hair and the appearance of her eyebrows and cheeks were closer to the cold and meticulous petite girl in my impression. But there are anomalies in the other person's body that are absolutely impossible to overlap with the girl in his impression.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to be rude, but the beautiful Russian girl he knew, Ling, was definitely not that tall.

Lu Mingfei once secretly walked up to Ling and walked with her, and then visually measured Ling's height based on his own height. Even though Ling discovered his little idea and gave him a very unpleasant look in return. vision, but he still got the data he wanted.

1.55 meters, this is Zero's height. It seems that the bloodline awakened too early, and some unforeseen accidents happened during the awakening. Zero's body will always be stereotyped as a petite and beautiful 14-year-old, which means that even if she dies of old age, She will also freeze in this moment when the buds have not yet bloomed but are the most beautiful.

But next to Lu Mingfei, this woman was like a Russian beauty who had escaped the curse of freezing age and successfully grown into a blooming flower. If the icy 14-year-old washboard queen had grown up, she would probably be like this. She has a height that makes people feel stressed without high heels, and a swan-like beauty that cannot be hidden by a scarf. The buds that once sprouted branches have grown into a beautiful tree that every man wants to climb, and now the man sitting on the branch of this tree is named Lu Mingfei, who is himself.

How could I be so virtuous and capable? Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think. Even when the underage girl walked with him, he was suppressed by the other's aura and looked like a follower, let alone a royal sister. The other party.

But the beautiful woman in front of him did not have the arrogance and coldness that Lu Mingfei was familiar with. She also had the coldness of a Russian girl, but in front of Lu Mingfei, that coldness was minimal. , she put down all protection, just to get closer to him, so that this man would not dissolve due to the hot and painful reality.

"You feel very strange today. What's wrong? Can you tell me?" The woman stood next to Lu Mingfei and asked softly.

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips, which were so dry that even windblown sand couldn't stick to them, "It's nothing, just a little sleepy."

"Dream about the past?" Her voice became even lower.

Lu Mingfei didn't know whether to answer yes or no. He just remained silent. Sometimes silence is the best answer. They will give the questioner the desired emotion.

"It's over," she said.

"Yeah." Lu Mingfei replied.

She held the crutch and led Lu Mingfei towards the single-family wooden house in the sunset. The sound of children banging their rice bowls could be heard in the house. Lu Mingfei looked at the open door and felt a little uncomfortable. He felt sad in his heart, but But I don’t know where the sadness comes from. Is it because of the overall desolate environment and atmosphere of dusk and sunset? Or because of something else, he didn't know, he wanted to know.

"If you really decide what to do, think about the children." The woman lowered her head and said calmly.

What to do? What can he do and what should he do. Lu Mingfei silently sympathized with the suppressed emotions of the woman next to him, so he wisely chose not to respond.

When they were about to reach the door of the wooden house, Lu Mingfei suddenly stopped, his ears twitched slightly, and he turned his head and looked straight back.

On the sand dune where the two children played before, riding on the afterglow of the setting sun, a Greyhound bus roared its engine, its tires stirred up the yellow sand, and a hand holding a green wine bottle stretched out from the cab window. From time to time, he would pull it in and take a few sips and then take it out again.

Melodious music came from the window from far to near. I have to say that this guy has quite good taste. He was racing on the desert ruins listening to the "hymn of pop music" of the 20th century, the milestone in jazz "What a Wonderful World", Louis Armstrong rolled across the yellow sand with his unique hoarse and rich singing voice. He did not bring beauty and praise to this scene, but instead added the irony of depression and yesterday is no longer the same.

"Dad - Mom - what are you doing outside? We are so hungry -" The giggles of boys and girls and the voices shouting in harmony echoed from the open door of the wooden house.

Hearing the sound of the child's door, for some reason, the veins on Lu Mingfei's forehead twitched slightly. Before he could even react, the alchemy revolver was already in his hand, and the veins all over his body Things that had already passed away in the past began to be secreted again, driving the hot blood to rush to the heart, feeding back to the brain with a scorching heartbeat to mobilize dangerous emotions.

Lu Mingfei glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed that the woman beside him suddenly reached out and grabbed something in the front pocket of her apron. It should be a gun. There was a gun in the cooking apron, which fit his impression perfectly. Russian girl, but this also shows the danger lurking in this desert, which will make a mother with two children a gun.

"Mingfei?"

Lu Mingfei heard the woman next to him calling him. He turned around subconsciously and found that the other woman was staring at his face and seemed a little surprised. Could it be more accurate to say that the other woman was looking at him intently?

Lu Mingfei didn't know what she was surprised about, and he didn't have time to check. He glanced at the woman's crutches and the inconvenient leg and whispered, "You go in first, and I'll take care of it."

"You" the woman hesitated for a while, glanced at the Greyhound bus driving down the sand dunes, and finally silently released the gun in her apron.

"Be careful and be safe. If you have something you can't handle, call me. Don't carry it alone. Don't forget that we are husband and wife." After saying that, she turned around and went back to the wooden house. After a while, the children's shouts stopped suddenly, and she was left alone. The wooden house fell into silence.

Lu Mingfei had no idea what was going on now. He stared at the fast-moving Greyhound bus and frowned. There was a voice in his heart telling him that no matter what was coming, he had to stand here and block it. , this is a sense of responsibility like a mountain collapse, pressing on his neck and shoulders, he has to stand up straight and cannot take a step back.

The Greyhound bus started to slow down when it was fifty meters away from Lu Mingfei. It slowly stopped when it was twenty meters away. The pneumatic brake deflated, and the cylinder exhaust made a loud popping sound, followed by the sound of the engine. It also disappeared, and the melodious jazz music came to an abrupt end. The big car stopped in place, opened the door, and a man wearing a cowboy hat and a leather jacket got out of the door.

Lu Mingfei held down the alchemy revolver, which was his only support now. Maybe it was because he was in a dream. The power of 'lunar eclipse', which is not like the word spirit but is more useful than the word spirit, has been suspended. This is a very big problem. bad news.

The man wearing the cowboy hat still held the green stick in his hand, and some of the liquid inside was still sinking to the bottom. As he moved, it rose and fell on the wall of the bottle. He walked straight towards Lu Mingfei, the cowboy. The brim of his hat covered his slightly lowered head, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

"Stop." Lu Mingfei said coldly.

Lu Mingfei never thought that the adjective "coldly" would one day apply to him. If his life was a book with a million words, then this would probably be the first time he used such a cold and threatening tone. Say a word?

But he felt that he had to be indifferent, even cold. The zero-like woman next to him just now passed by the two children who called him daddy in the room, even if he knew that all this had nothing to do with his 19-year-old journey. It didn't matter, but somehow he felt that now that he was standing here, he had to bear all the consequences. He had to be cold and even chill.

As expected, the man in the cowboy hat stopped under Lu Mingfei's scolding. His lowered gaze saw that in the shadow of the opponent, the trigger of the alchemy revolver that could penetrate the heart bone cage of the next-generation species had been lightly touched. If he continued If you take more than three steps forward rashly, the opponent will really shoot you in the head.

He has no doubt about the ruthlessness and determination of the man in front of him. After experiencing so many things, the playful boy with a smiling face has disappeared, leaving only a cold and stern, even violent dragon slayer. But now Even the dragon slayer's identity has been washed away by the torrent. What else exists in his body to support him in living in this world?

No matter what it is, the former "Final Dragon Slayer" has now touched his weapon. Even if it is not the double swords he is proud of, even if it is a shot fired by the legendary alchemy revolver in his serious state, Even he wasn't sure he could avoid it.

Even if the other party has been silent for a long time, has lost his mission and past and been buried in this yellow sand for a long time, he doesn't want to bet that when the light of dawn falls on him again in Texas, he will become the dawn of dawn. The broken night.

But the other party is willing to chat with me instead of fighting when they meet. This seems to be an unexpected gain from this trip?

Now this situation is much easier than he imagined. He had already planned in advance to prepare for being seriously injured in a one-sided beating, and then to act with emotion and reason before the other party killed him. Now Seems to save a lot of work.

Under Lu Mingfei's gaze, the man in the cowboy hat gradually raised his hands to show that he meant no harm, "I thought your condition would be worse, but it looks like it's much better than I thought."

acquaintance? Lu Mingfei heard some information from the other party's words, but not much, so he chose to remain silent.

"I know, I know, I shouldn't come to you, but listen, since I risked being killed to come to you, you should know that I do have something important to tell you." Cowboy Hat The man's mouth seemed a little broken, and his tone was loose and relaxed. He tentatively took a step forward, and then stopped instantly because he heard the metal collision sound of the alchemy revolver being pulled out of its holster and the hammer being moved.

"Okay, I'll stand here." The man in the cowboy hat is a handsome man who knows the current affairs. He raised his hands a few centimeters again, buried his head very low, and lowered his posture. "This is your home, I know you He and Ling already have a child, and I don’t have the chance to give you a red envelope or anything. If I remember correctly, according to your custom before the creation of the world, you do have to give a red envelope when a child is born, right?"

"Not when the child is born, but when the child is one hundred days old, the red envelope will be given." Lu Mingfei subconsciously corrected him.

The expression of the man in the cowboy hat was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of joy emerged, because he originally thought that the old friend he met today would be stranger than he thought, but he did not expect that in a few words, the other party still showed his willingness to communicate. the meaning of.

"Actually, I really don't want to come to you, but I think you have other responsibilities besides taking care of the children." The man in the cowboy hat said, "I drove the shabby car behind me for thousands of kilometers. After more than half a year, walking through various dangerous restricted areas, I finally pieced together the fragments of information about you and found you here. I can risk my life to guarantee that there is no one following behind me. When I passed through the swamp, I left him to the cannibal settlement there. So are you sure you don’t want to invite me, an old friend, into your house for a hot meal?"

Old friend.

Lu Mingfei's mind moved, he raised the muzzle of his gun and said, "Raise your head and let me see your face."

The man in the cowboy hat shrugged and slowly raised his head, using the last ray of red sun on the sandy slope to illuminate the face of the old man with a beard and a forehead full of wrinkles and vicissitudes of life.

"Damn it, Fingel, why is it you?" Lu Mingfei's cold temperament suddenly lost its strength. No matter how old the face not far away was and how sparse the stubble was, he could still recognize that look. Without the serious air of a bitch, this guy is definitely Fingel, just a good-for-nothing senior brother who has been severely polished by yellow sand and time.

The man in the cowboy hat was also stunned and looked at Lu Mingfei hesitantly, "I said, Master Lu Mingfei, are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine, are you okay?" Lu Mingfei subconsciously pushed back.

"I'm fine, I can come over there." The old man who called himself Fingel looked at Lu Mingfei up and down with a strange expression, "Don't tell me that you haven't recognized me until now after I got off the car?"

Lu Mingfei really wanted to say that you are so fucking dressed up and have a voice that sounds like a swordsman, I can tell you that you are a ghost. At any rate, you used to be a decadent literary youth, but now you have evolved. He has become a decadent old cowboy man. Although they are both decadent, there is no connection between the two, okay?

"I've been a little confused lately." Lu Mingfei put down his gun and put it in his holster, explaining vaguely, "What are you doing here?"

Fingel said nothing and looked at the man in front of him again. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but after a moment he suppressed his emotions and raised his eyebrows and said, "Just like what I said just now, I will give you a damn if there are important things." , I smell the fragrance coming from behind you, has your family cooked? I should still be able to drink the dishwater now, right? I haven’t eaten anything solid for two days. "

"Dishwater is also liquid, and you have to wash the dishes even if you drink dishwater." Lu Mingfei subconsciously scolded him.

No matter which version of Fingel he was, it was like he was infected by some kind of virus. No matter how his appearance changed, inside he was still the good-for-nothing senior brother who started saying weird things when he met him.

This relieved Lu Mingfei's inexplicable tension in this unknown environment, but what he didn't know was that his own attitude and reaction made Fingel opposite him feel a huge stone in his heart.

"So, is everything okay between us?" But Fingel still didn't come up easily because he didn't get Lu Mingfei's affirmative permission.

Lu Mingfei also noticed Fingel's fear and estrangement. It seemed that the other person was afraid that he would turn against him at any time and shoot him. Is he such a person? Considering the relationship between him and Fingel, what happened to make the other person keep a distance like this?

"Let's go. I think she won't mind having an extra mouth." Lu Mingfei tried to agree first. He was actually not sure what the attitude of the royal sister version of Zero in the room was toward Fingel, but It's okay to be like this all the time. It's better to be bold and bring people in and see if you can get some of the current situation out of their conversation.

I don’t know why, but no matter where he is or what the situation is, Lu Mingfei always has an inexplicable trust in Fingel. Maybe this is just like what those people joked about, there is always sympathy between useless people and useless people. There is no intrigue. In front of the fire, he will even jump in before the other party and start burning. His last words are probably: Hey! See, I said my fire must be stronger than yours!

There was a paradoxical sense of trust, but Lu Mingfei was not willing to trust his intuition.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you, Lu Mingfei. It seems you've changed a lot over the years." Fingel, who looked like an old man, whispered, "I'm happy to see you step out a little bit. Although it's redundant, I I still have to say one thing: It’s not your responsibility to fail to stop him, it’s everyone’s responsibility.”

After saying this seriously, Fingel found that Lu Mingfei's expression still hadn't changed much, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked over, turning sideways and patting him heavily on the shoulder, "Long time no see, Old friend, I'm glad you're alive and congratulations, happy wedding, I hope this blessing is not too late." After saying that, he pulled up the brim of his hat and walked towards the door of the cabin.