My name is Fu Yong, I am... ah no, I used to be a chef.
This year, you are about thirty-three years old, right?
My memory has been a bit confusing recently and I can't remember clearly.
Although it seems a bit strange now, I have been a very ordinary and ordinary person since I was a child.
Maybe there is really something missing and something needs to be added in the name.
Although my name contains the word "brave", I have never been a brave person since I was a child.
I'm afraid of bright lights, afraid of being scolded by my parents, afraid that my bad test scores will be exposed, and I'm afraid that the girl I have a crush on will be taken first by someone else...
I just accept everything, don't conflict with other people, and just keep my promise, and I've been living reluctantly like this.
I once thought about getting it over with, but then I gave up because I was... afraid of death.
Death is such a cruel and terrible thing that I can't accept it...
All my life, I have been someone who has nothing to do with bravery.
Except that one time.
My wife is my childhood sweetheart. We have been classmates since childhood. She is not a brave person and has been bullied because of her personality.
And in the end, we two timid people just licked our wounds and came together, which was pretty good.
After several elderly people in our family died one after another, we left the village where we grew up and came to this strange city to start over and open a small restaurant together.
I work as a chef and she works as a waiter. The business is not very good, but it is not bad either.
The two of us, who were not brave, just lived the ordinary life we had expected.
Life is not rich, and my wife has never complained about anything.
And such a kind woman is willing to tolerate such a cowardly woman like me...
But he died because of me.
If I hadn't said casually once that I wanted to be able to teach my children well one day.
If our child can become a truly brave and good child who will not bully others, she will not want to have a child.
She won't die in childbirth either.
it's all my fault.
It's all my fault!
The day I lost her, I felt like my whole world collapsed.
While feeling angry and unfair about my fate, I also felt boundless fear.
Fear of death.
I want to go with her, but I can't...
I'm afraid of death.
I was so scared that I cried bitterly and finally even fainted.
I'm such a waste.
But after I woke up from the coma, I felt something had changed in me.
In the following days, I started to have some unclear memories, and I became completely different from who I used to be.
I feel like I have become a different person, filled with the desire to kill, becoming aggressive and more suspicious...
Having lost my goal in life, I had a new thought in my mind - I wanted revenge.
Avenge her.
I returned to our hometown and found all the people who had bullied her, and made them pay the price they had owed her for a long time.
Even if they have forgotten, I will not forget, neither she nor I will forget.
I remember every person and every perpetrator’s face clearly!
But when I finished all that, I felt a little lost in the pleasure of power.
When I began to want to take revenge on other people, on those who did not lend a helping hand to us...
I met someone.
A young woman with golden eyes and long silver-white hair exuded a disgusting aura.
I remember that she had a look of regret on her face, as if she was saying to me, "Why are you here? She doesn't want to see you go on like this." or something like that.
At that time, I felt like I had seen her somewhere, but I couldn't remember.
Dominated by desire, I seemed to rush towards her, wanting to torture those people just like before...
Then, the nightmare began.
That woman is like a devil.
She knocked me down repeatedly, broke my ribs, healed them again, and broke them again...
Over and over again, until I felt that my body and spirit were separated and about to collapse completely.
I can't remember exactly where she stopped. I can't remember the other words she said. Only the last sentence is engraved deep in my soul.
"You can't attack ordinary people, otherwise, I will kill you with my own hands."
When I regained my consciousness, I appeared in the restaurant's kitchen.
There is no restaurant for my wife.
I didn't dare to go out, so I lived on the food left in the freezer. I huddled in the shadows, afraid that the devil-like woman would come to my door again.
Half a year, a year?
I can't remember clearly, I just remember that almost half a month ago, the last food was eaten, but I still didn't dare to go out.
After starving for a week, I seemed to have hallucinations, as if I was drawing something with my own blood from time to time while half asleep and half awake, something very important...
Then suddenly one day, I woke up because I felt the breath that made me hungry approaching!
I saw each other through the crack in the door.
He is a man, a man with a sweet smell!
But before I could do anything, he turned back and glanced at me, and I completely lost consciousness...
It was painful at first, but soon I felt comfortable, as if I was back in my wife's arms.
But I don’t know what happened later. I felt like my body was being drained constantly, and then it was healed. And then it was drained again...
Over and over again, this feeling seems to have been experienced somewhere.
But this time it was not painful, but rather comfortable.
Finally, the feeling of being drained disappeared and my consciousness gradually returned.
The moment I woke up, I saw a young man with an appearance that I envied, the same person I just saw!
"Are you still feeling ashamed because of what happened to your wife?"
The unexpected words made my original words stick in my throat. The pain and regret that I had deliberately forgotten came to my heart, and tears flowed out involuntarily.
With a gentle smile on his face, he gently smoothed my messy hair and said warmly:
"Everything is not over yet. Fulfilling your wishes is the best atonement."
"do you think so?"
The warm words stimulated my fragile tear glands, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time burst out again. I ignored the pain in my body and swallowed my tears and nodded.
I have never seen an angel in my life, but I feel that the man in front of me is as gentle as an angel.
Then, I saw the man show a gentle and elegant smile, and said softly:
"I'll let you go this time. After you go in, remember to reform and become a new person."
!!!
The tears stopped, and the intense fear that had been ignored by the subconscious suddenly swept through my body. I felt that the man in front of me seemed to reveal his original ferocious appearance in an instant.
He said:
"Be obedient and don't attack ordinary people."
"Otherwise, I will destroy you with my own hands."
"Understand?"
…………
I nodded tremblingly. I saw the man nodded with satisfaction, and pointed his slender fingers at the center of my eyebrows.
My vision went dark and I fainted again...
And in the end, I only had one thought in my mind.
It seems that following him was the second act of bravery in my life.