Chapter 301: The Past

Chapter 301: The Past

The next day, late at night.

There are few people on the quiet street, only the flickering flames of cigarettes in the alleys, and the lights on the vending machines are constantly flashing with words.

"After Huai Shi returned to the hotel yesterday, she slept all night and plus half the day, then used the room service to order home buckets for ten people, squatted in the hotel and watched two movies and half a new episode.

After six o'clock in the evening, he searched the Internet for discount coupons for the latest FPS games. He scolded others on a forum for about 200 floors because of a balance problem in a mobile game. I need to wear a suit, and when I wanted to buy it, I realized it was too late... Most of the stores in Jinling are closed, ah, now he is searching for the phone number of the nearest suit rental shop...

Let me tell you, your little brother is really amazing. He is not as sad and sad as you mentioned. He is so depressed that he can't eat and sleep, and his mental quality is much better than that of a bald cowboy. "

Listening to the words of guns and sticks in the vending machine, Liu Dongli's expression twitched, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Can you hurt me less?"

"I think for some scumbags who still treat their ex-girlfriend as a tool after breaking up, such words are just a breeze. What's the matter, does he also know how to write the word shame?"

"..."

Liu Dongli's expression became more and more helpless. Through the vending machine, he endured the ridicule and cold violence from his ex-girlfriend, until the indifferent tone on the other end finally vented his anger, and then asked: "I know you have a problem with me , but no matter what, I am your customer now, right?"

"Oh, then you mean that I don't need to use my internal authority to give you a discount?"

"No, big sister, I was wrong!"

Liu Dongli's back was bent by the money: "You just treat me as a scumbag and scold me a few more words! You have the motivation to work when you scold me happily. If you don't feel happy, I will scold you for you." Okay, this guy surnamed Liu is really not a good guy..."

"Hmph, it's good that you know."

The vending machine shook, and a can of drink fell out of it: "This is what you want, what happened in the Yin family back then."

When the empty can was pulled open, a heavy roll of paper slid out of it.

"As expected of tomorrow's news." Liu Dongli sighed: "It's just that it's not convenient to use this method all the time. Can't we find a place where we can talk face to face?"

The vending machine sneered: "No, I'm afraid I can't help but slash your face a few times..."

In the silence, Liu Dongli sighed, looking down at the information on the paper, his face became more and more difficult to look.

"real or fake?"

"What do you think?"

The voice in the vending machine said indifferently, "If you want to talk about ugly, what happened in this down-and-out family is dozens of times uglier than this. In order to keep power, it's just a commonplace thing, and it doesn't even matter at all. It needs to be covered up. Only a nosy person like you would dig this kind of thing out of the pile of old papers anyway."

"It's so pitiful to have such a thing, that little girl..."

Liu Dongli sighed softly, smoking a cigarette.

Flipping through the records in my hand, I can almost imagine what happened in the Yin family more than 20 years ago—the changes that completely pushed Ai Qing into the abyss of today.

At that time, the Yin family had entered a period of rapid growth after mastering several frontier import and export trades. It's a pity that the population is thin.

Compared with the large number of clansmen, there are very few people who have the qualifications for sublimation, and apart from the sublimators recruited from outside, there is only one sublimator of that generation.

No matter how much effort and preparation one makes, sublimation is still an unattainable event for ordinary people.

Just like Ai Qing's father, he was full of life quality and had the highest possibility among all his peers. He still hovered on the edge of that level for more than ten years. After exhausting all hope, he quit sadly and was excluded from the family. outside the core.

A few years later, he married a well-known cellist, and the relationship between the couple was harmonious. After losing the qualification to become an ascendant, he instead found his own happiness in the world of ordinary people, and married and had a daughter.

cloudy.

Not only did he inherit the rich source of quality from his father, but he also inherited his mother's outstanding talent in the cello. At that time, Yinqing lived a life far away from Yin's family under the insistence of her mother. In order to protect her daughter's life, as a mother, she did not hesitate to resist the old man's wishes, and finally moved out of Yin's house and went to Xinhai.

Just to let her daughter live a normal life.

As a mother, she has done everything in her power.

Until one day, the only ascendant of the Yin clan at that time was severely injured in the struggle and died soon. Once he dies, all Yin's shares in the frontier will lose their masters, and will be swarmed up by outsiders who have been coveting for a long time.

Without sublimation, there is no qualification to enter the game.

Liu Dongli smoked a cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked at the records on the paper: "So, there was a car accident?"

"Yes, a car accident without the slightest accident or problem."

The indifferent voice in the vending machine said: "The family of three went to the zoo to celebrate their daughter's place in the competition and spent a happy day. On the way home, they collided with a truck that broke down. The scene was tragic.

And the result, as you expected. "

When she awoke from the sudden lethargy and pain, she could no longer feel her lower body.

She burst into tears and called out to her mother subconsciously, but her mother didn't respond.

Then she saw the pale face that was out of breath, the woman who threw herself in front of her at the last moment before the impact to block the impact for herself.

Crying and death came suddenly, an out-and-out human tragedy.

In this sudden desperation, the father climbed out of the broken car frame and hugged his dead wife, crying heartbreakingly, crying in despair, calling her name.

No one responded.

But when his world fell apart and his heart was almost broken, the miracle he had been looking forward to for a long time suddenly happened to him.

He finally crossed the once unattainable threshold and ushered in sublimation.

Thus, Ai Qing, who was engulfed in fear, saw that the man holding his wife's body and weeping bitterly froze in place, his expression twitching, and then, the extremely absurd and extremely ugly... showed an ecstatic smile .

An ugly grin like a ghoul.

"..."

After watching the surveillance video on the vending machine, Liu Dongli fell silent. After a long, long time, he lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and sighed hoarsely:

"Since that day, she has hated sublimators, right?"

Hate my father, hate the family who murdered my mother... After losing everything, I instinctively started to hate everything. But what's even more disgusting is that because of this, she discovered that she had the potential to sublimate.

If it weren't for this resistance and disgust from the bottom of her heart, she might have already possessed a talent that surpassed her father's.

This world is like a cold joke to her.

Ridiculously unworthy of mention.

Liu Dongli shook his head pityingly, "I'm afraid it will take all my strength just to persist until now."

"But what does that have to do with you, the bald cowherd?"

The vending machine asked indifferently: "How much do you want to get involved before you give up? Or are you going to tell me that Huai Shi is your long-lost brother?"

Liu Dongli was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Don't put gold on his face, how can he have such good-looking genes as me!"

"After all these years, your smug look still makes people sick, second only to when you try to hide something, like now."

The voice behind the vending machine became impatient: "If I were you, I should go to Shambhala to undergo surgery now, at least it can help you live for a few more years, instead of walking on the street one day inexplicably The dead will cause trouble to passers-by."

"Come on, I just..."

Liu Dongli hesitated to speak, and finally sighed helplessly: "I just want to try to be a good person."

"If you want to be a good person, it is better to die as soon as possible. How about donating the inheritance to the Border Children's Medical Fund? It is definitely more touching than this, and after death, it may be made into a movie. How to care for the health of border children after retiring... instead of being a cowherd and wasting your precious life on the career of being a kindergarten aunt!"

The indifferent and sharp voice paused for a moment, then the voice became blurred.

"Liu Dongli, your time is running out."

"I know."

"There's no point in doing that."

"I know too."

Liu Dongli smoked a cigarette, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed: "But you can't let that unlucky kid go alone?"

"..."

"I know you care about me, thank you, but no matter what, I will always do what I can."

Liu Dongli took off the cigarette and stamped it out under his feet: "I often feel that Huai Shi is very similar to me back then, but in fact Huai Shi is much stronger than me... If I had his toughness and courage, I would definitely not I would choose to escape and fall to this level. Every time I see him working so hard to live, I can't help feeling ashamed and hard to face myself.

But I feel that if I can help him even a little bit, then my last lingering retirement period can be counted as meaningful, right? "

The vending machine didn't speak again.

There was a sound of flipping, something heavy fell from the machine, and a huge box fell behind the lid of the access port.

Liu Dongli struggled to pull out the half-high box, put it on the ground, unzipped it deftly, and saw the cold iron light sleeping between the sponges.

He froze for a moment, then grinned.

"Thank you."

"Go waste your life, idiot." The vending machine said goodbye in a cold voice: "I wish you an early death in a sweet dream, rather than staying in this world and suffering."

The light on the vending machine was cut off, and there was no more sound.

In the long silence, Liu Dongli smiled, smiled, zipped up the zipper, pulled up the belt, carried the slender box on his shoulders, and staggered towards the darkness at the end of the road.

Only faint singing came.

"Oh, children lost in the night..." The hoarse humming gradually faded away: "Oh, children lost in the night, wait for the light of day."

The night is long.

I can only say don’t worry everyone, the price will double at the end of the month, I still want a monthly pass...