Sometimes, he even forgets that he is married. He is avoiding his wife. In the past four years, they have not been together for more than two months.
The light projected by the machine guard made it difficult to see directly in the dim night. His blue-gray irises looked unusually bright in the bright light, and the brown-gold radial folds shrank and trembled. A woman's figure flickered in the early fog of the night.
In the clearing of the forest, she stepped out of the bright aircraft, leaving him lost beyond the boundaries of consciousness.
Ye Rou was wearing a weird cold-proof cloak and walked a little slowly, but she was still tall and thin. The youthful and lively spirit of the young female students back then had almost disappeared. She was a young woman who was sad inside but still persevered.
, trying hard to protect his dignity.
"Both husband and wife are exiled and can live together, so that you can have a companion. The system still expects you to have more smart and beautiful children. Your descendants will not be affected in any way. This is stipulated by law." The leader.
The dark-skinned female leader said, "Producing offspring is the most important vocation and the most sacred duty of us Platonic people."
These remarks had already aroused Kalki's disgust. He hated being used as a reproductive tool, so he turned a deaf ear and walked towards his wife.
"Ye Rou." His voice trembled slightly, but was very low and gentle. She stared at him with a slightly hollow look in her eyes, seeming to be very shocked and said nothing.
"What's wrong with you? Yerou? She doesn't look right." Kalki showed concern unconsciously. It has been two years since they last met. The front line is too long and life is too short.
"Don't worry, we injected her with sedatives to prevent her from doing irrational things on the aircraft. Many people in the re-education camps suffer from mental illness. Your wife has severe depression. Once she thinks of her children, she will
Sometimes I cry like a child." The black-haired woman said calmly.
"Okay, you go, I will take care of her." Kalki seemed to be gritting his teeth. It was obvious that he was trying to control himself so as not to offend these three "goddesses of fate". The status of women in all walks of life in Plato was so high that he had already
I've learned a lesson.
The temperature suddenly dropped to more than ten degrees below zero after sunset, and the breath formed a milky white smoke. Nocturnal animals jumped and jumped in the woods, making all kinds of frightening noises. Robot workers were busy removing an exile's body.
Living supplies were moved to her new home, and he supported her as she walked step by step towards the dilapidated wooden house. He felt the slowness of her steps and the weakness of her body, and thought to himself: If he really left, she wouldn't be able to live long here.
sky.
In this way, a world he was determined to leave, and because of Yerou's appearance, he had to face it——
"According to the law, we have brought her enough supplies, including women's products." The reddish-haired female instructor with the petite figure turned her head and looked around the exile's wooden house, where the fire was burning in the fireplace against the wall.
It has been extinguished, and the only light source is a small window. There is a layer of frost on the edge of the glass window, making the light appear even more blurry.
The house is not big, with only a few simple pieces of furniture. Robot workers are busy rolling up the foldable single bed and replacing it with a wider double bed. Obviously, the people living here are too lazy to fold quilts, and everything is messy and compact.
The dirt is the ground, and there are several empty instant cans scattered around.
Some unwashed tableware was scattered on the small wooden dining table. The heating fireplace was obviously also a stove, with a large pot for boiling water hanging above it, and a few pans and spatulas hanging beside it. These simple kitchen utensils were not moved.
However, you can imagine what a terrible and chaotic life a single man leads here.
"There are also things like her medicines. There is too little sunshine in Sujata Ring, and it is entering winter now. You have to give her medicines according to the prescription. If she is extremely emotionally unstable, there are medicines to take. There are all medicines in the medicine box.
I have medical advice."
At this time, the robot workers were moving various supplies into the cellar. The red-haired woman continued: "What else do you need? You look so pitiful..."
"We can leave you some extra cold-proof supplies and food," the black-haired woman said proactively.
"No need, the inspector will send the monthly report every month. Of course, he is also responsible for collecting the corpses of the exiles." Kalki replied coldly. He was more inclined to exchange information with the "old Thule people" who were thieves.
Nothing, and no longer willing to ask the system for anything.
"Really don't need it?"
"Can I really get what I want? I want freedom, look! This is the freedom you give me!"
He suddenly raised his voice, and the three female instructors were startled by the resentful murderous aura in his body. When they saw that the mission was completed, they ran away angrily under the protection of a group of machine guards. Many exiles have mental problems, and this place is not allowed.
Stay long.
The roar of aircraft engines in the atmosphere was followed by the silence that enveloped this cold place. After a few minutes, the sounds of night owls and various animals slowly sounded, strong winds shook the trees in waves, and the cold wind beat hard.
The loose window brought everything back to reality, a reality that made him miserable.
In these few minutes, Kalki just stared at his wife blankly. She had changed a lot. The traces of suffering could not be hidden, but some things remained the same. The faint fragrance on her body, like jasmine in the summer night, connected the memory.
Some beautiful memories in the book, Plato’s most youthful and beautiful bride and the chief leader of the White Tiger Knights...
Yerou's eyes slowly regained their brightness, and the control of the medicine disappeared. She looked at him as if she had just woken up from a dream, with a shocked look as if she couldn't believe her eyes.
She also tried hard to identify the face of the man in front of her. The contrast between this rough man with a beard and the elegant and handsome man in her memory was hard for her to accept for a moment. He was in the space palace deep in the courtyard.
There were flowers everywhere and the fragrance was overflowing. But now, the surroundings were so bleak and dilapidated. She couldn't imagine that Kalki would be in such a dirty environment.
"Who are you?……"
"Kalki Yerou, don't be afraid, I will take care of you."
The voice was so familiar that she suddenly realized that this savage-haired man was her husband.
"Are you really Kalki? Oh my God, Kalki, now you..." She covered her mouth in excitement and trembled all over.
She resented his betrayal and fought alone to get back the custody of her child. Kalki didn't understand her or support her, so he walked away, leaving her to fight and tangle with people at all levels, let alone be sent to prison.
In those terrible days and nights after the re-education camp, she was treated as a madman, controlled, injected, and confined...