Xu Zhige raised her head and looked at the little girl. She looked at the little girl's snow-white neck and raised head. She looked very proud and proud of her parents, because she knew that her parents were heroes.
Being the son of a hero seems to be something of pride.
Xu Zhige looked around silently. There were already many people in the park now, and even the little girl's speech attracted the attention of some adults.
Xu Zhige guessed that maybe, maybe, probably, the little girl's parents would not come back.
They should not be able to come back. Although this idea is very bad, in every war, the entire battlefield is like a meat grinder. Whether each soldier can survive depends not on skill, but on luck.
No one can predict whether a grenade will be thrown next to them, and no one can guarantee whether they can come out of the battlefield alive.
The summer wind made the leaves rustle, the children laughed, and the adults talked among themselves. Without exception, they knew nothing about the things on the battlefield. They only knew that people would die on the battlefield, and people would die on the battlefield.
Many, many people died. From the books of some writers, we can get a glimpse of the cruelty of the battlefield.
However, how many of those writers really waited for the battlefield? Without personal experience of the despair at the center of the battlefield, how can they describe the real "battlefield" on the tip of their pen?
The restless heart dissipated little by little, accompanied by the laughter of the children.
Xu Zhige rubbed his face vigorously. Did he really just rely on his belief in revenge to survive?
The power of hatred may be very powerful, but is it possible that it is so powerful that a person who has lived for fifty thousand years can still live for revenge?
Maybe it's possible. Maybe it's impossible.
Now Xu Zhige has long forgotten why he lives!
Is it for revenge? To avenge the hatred of the Xu family?
Maybe, but definitely not many. In these few years of leisure time, Xu Zhige thought about many things. He kept asking himself a question, why on earth did he live in this world.
Perhaps even if this question is asked of great philosophers, they may not be able to give Xu Zhige a satisfactory answer.
Life is like running on a road. Everyone has his or her own track. But Xu Zhige gradually lost sight of the track and his destination.
"Young man, two girls came to your door today?" An old woman came to Xu Zhige's side with a cane and said to Xu Zhige with a smile.
"Yeah." Xu Zhige nodded. This old woman lived opposite him and was also the grandmother mentioned by the girl just now.
"Do they want you to go back?" The old woman's eyes were a little blurry, probably because her eyes had degenerated due to her age.
"Well." Xu Zhige looked into the distance, thinking that he could completely let go of the past, but not long ago, Wuliang Pagoda. Ji Zi pulled out the moon glass, and the moment Xu Zhige held the moon glass, it was really
I feel like I am "alive" again.
The giant beast that had been sleeping in his body for a long time seemed to wake up the moment he held Yueli in his hands. His heart was beating rapidly and hot blood was rushing through his blood vessels.
"Do you think you should go back?" the old woman asked. Because the two families are neighbors, they are quite familiar with each other. However, Xu Zhige has never revealed his life experience.
"I don't know," Xu Zhige said, his eyes gradually dimming.
"I don't know either." Xu Zhige murmured in a low voice, looking at the mud at his feet.
"No." The old woman said firmly to Xu Zhige.
"You know, you already know your thoughts, you already know what you really want." As she spoke, the old woman put her hand on the crutch and said to Xu Zhige.
"In our hometown, there is a proverb."
"When someone asks you whether you should or can, you must not answer him. In fact, he already has the answer in his heart."
"The first time I met you, I knew that you were not an ordinary person, or in other words, you were definitely not an ordinary person like you said. You are a big shot, perhaps the one we even look up to.
You are a big shot. Although I don’t know why, you chose to live in seclusion. But now your destiny has chosen you for once.”
"You can't escape, you can't hide." As she spoke, the old woman loosened her tense face, Zhang Xin used her strength, stood up with the help of crutches, and said to Xu Zhige with a smile.
"I'm really sorry that a big shot like you has to listen to an old woman like me." After he finished speaking, he took his crutches and went to find his granddaughter who was playing in the park.
Xu Zhige stood up and walked straight towards his house without looking at the people around him. Just as the old woman said, he had already made a choice in his heart. His blood had not cooled down yet.
He walked faster and faster, and even in the end, Xu Zhige ran towards his house using this running method.
he thinks.
He thinks about it now.
He now wanted to pick up the business card Theresa Apokalis left, dial it over, and tell Theresa Apokalis that his Xu Zhige's blood had never cooled down.
Bang.
Xu Zhige opened the door of his home and looked at the quiet house.
Xu Zhige suddenly calmed down, taking one step, two steps, and three steps.
When we arrived at the dining table, the gold-gilded business card was still lying there quietly.
"Hello, is this Theresa?" Xu Zhige's slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Xu Zhige?" Theresa Apokalis asked,
"The salary and benefits are like this. Let's talk in advance. Five social insurances and one housing fund are essential." Xu Zhige grinned and asked with a smile.
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, but Theresa Apokalis reacted quickly.
"When will the salary, benefits, and funds be released in full?"
"I'll come to you right away." Theresa Apokalis also smiled. Although she didn't know what Xu Zhige was doing and suddenly thought about it, Theresa Apokalis sincerely felt that
The current Xu Zhige is happy, and the current Xu Zhige is the Xu Zhige she is familiar with.
"Himeko, Himeko!" Theresa Apokalis hung up the phone, ran to Jizi's room in Wuliang Tower, and patted the door hard, saying eagerly.
"Is that so?" Wuliang Tower, as Ji Zi spoke, there was a sound of water flowing.
"You haven't washed it yet! Women with big breasts take bathing so slowly!" Theresa Apokalis said with some dissatisfaction. Before Himeko could reply, Theresa Apokalis
Said again.
"Hurry up, Jizi! Xu Zhige has promised to come out!"