"The light of death. I am Lin Hao, what can I do?"
"Hello, Mr. Lin Hao, this is the front desk. According to your order, you will check out at 12 noon tomorrow. Do you need to make a reservation later?"
"It's...tomorrow at 12 noon, right?"
"Yes, do you want to postpone it later?"
"No, no need, thank you, thank you!"
——Lin Hao put down the phone in his hand tremblingly. As Lin Shuwen's biological father, he finally came to the end of his life under house arrest in these months.
Blue Star Calendar 2020, at 8:00 a.m. on August 24th, Tiandu time, two full weeks have passed since the end of the civil war.
On the streets of Xinzhou City, students who have been on vacation are walking in groups in groups, some with dark circles under their eyes, or carrying schoolbags on their backs, some going home and some going to school.
The rising sun is gradually increasing the temperature. In the hot morning, a beautiful figure is walking on the streets of Xinzhou City. Her long silver-gray hair is flying wantonly in the air, which is extremely inconsistent with ordinary people.
Her elegant temperament overflowed in her every move.
That is the sixteen-year-old Naya Elizabeth, the youngest princess of the Kingdom of Gran who recently became a citizen of the Kingdom of China.
The traffic light at the intersection changed from green to red. Naya, with her hands behind her back, gracefully stopped beside a woman wearing a black leather jacket, with a faint smile on her lips.
"You smell like medicine. If you want to deceive others, it's better to spray more perfume."
Before Lan Ruxin could react, Naya, who was standing next to her, had already gracefully floated to the other side. She glanced at her back and felt her right eyelid beating crazily.
She hesitated for a moment and wanted to catch up with the weird girl, but the sound of a horn coming from her side forced her to turn towards the intersection.
After passing this intersection, there is the home of her adoptive father Lan Chu and adoptive mother Zhou Xin.
After crossing the crowded intersection, Lan Ruxin, who had her hands hanging down, gently raised her right arm, which was still bandaged, and brought it to her nose, twitching the tip of her nose a few times.
Sure enough, it smelled like medicine and blood.
Lan Ruxin frowned, turned and walked to the supermarket downstairs from her adoptive parents' house, and walked into the cosmetics area for the first time.
On the other side of Xinzhou City, Xu Feng, who was wearing a black suit, was sitting in the passenger seat. He and his uncle, Xu Mo, the leader of the organization "Qian" in charge of the "Shadow Kill" network, went to the exclusive "Shadow Kill".
Cemetery of martyrs who died.
There were only two of them, their uncle and nephew, in the ordinary black car.
"What did you bring?"
"Firecrackers, paper money, and yellow paper, I smashed them with big silver dollars when I was recovering from my injuries."
"Same as every year."
"Change is not always good. For example, things like worship, a tradition that has been repeated for decades or even hundreds of years, are often more sincere than a rigid paper model made by a machine."
Xu Feng leaned against the car door and looked out through the lowered window.
In the similarly traditional car interior, a stereo with only physical buttons is playing love songs from the last century in a low voice, as if time has been stepped back to the early 2000s.
"You are always so mature. Sometimes I compare you with Xiaoyi (Ouyang Yi), but Xiaoyi is already married, but you are much more mature than him in many ways."
Xu Mo turned his head on the steering wheel and glanced at Xu Feng in the passenger seat.
"Isn't it the same for you, uncle? You will be fifty next year. Not only do you not have a family, but you also act like a child and don't change your name back."
Xu Feng smiled crookedly and stabbed his own uncle with a very venomous tongue.
At this moment, Xu Feng clearly had a boyish playfulness.
"Some things cannot be erased by time, but that's not right either. Maybe when I die, I will make a will and change the name on my tombstone to Xu Mo..."
The car stereo played the song "Hotel California" quietly, and the two travelers who continued to travel on the road of life quietly headed towards today's place called Memories.
The "hotel".
In front of them, the sweaty "Lengqing" was waving a hoe in the corner of the cemetery, stubbornly and firmly digging a burial place for his "brother".
Because of "Jin Ming's" betrayal, most of the members of "Shadow Kill" did not agree to bury him in the cemetery. After all, betraying his benefactor and toying with the corpses of his fallen comrades, neither of these two things could be tolerated.
crimes tolerated by humans.
But "mercy" is a stubborn idea. In the past two months, he wore a gold-plated pendant belonging to the "Jin Ming" and knelt down to confess his sins to his comrades who survived the civil war one after another, asking them to write a letter of forgiveness.
Sign your name.
Just so that my former brother can rest in peace after death.
His knees were bruised and his forehead was bruised to the bone. The stupid "Lengqing" could only seek their forgiveness in this way. In the end, with the suggestions of Xu Feng and Feng Xuyuan, and more than 60%
With the signature of the survivor, forgive me.
"Shadow Kill" made a decision:
"Jin Ming", a soldier who once fought for "Shadow Kill" and despite betrayal, still insisted on guarding one's key secrets ("Gravity" project) for the sake of friendship, can be buried in the outer corner of the Xinzhou Cemetery, but his grave must be left by the petitioner
"Mercy" excavated and built it alone, and after the burial, the petitioner "Mercy" must sweep the tomb in the cemetery during the day to tell the spirits of other martyrs in heaven."
One thousand meters to the right of the corner where "Relentless" is located, Ouyang Yi, after setting off firecrackers, is staring at the tomb in front of him, which is Mo Yunfei's tomb.
"You guys, it's rare for you to miss an appointment with me. Hey, let's drink this wine here!"
Ouyang Yi raised half a kilogram of liquor in his hand, bowed to the tombstone in front of him, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Crack!"
The half kilogram of white wine and the bottle in the other hand were thrown to the ground by Ouyang Yi. He was slightly choked, coughing, choking on his neck, and his face was red:
"Way to go!"
The mournful or generous condolences around him gradually covered his departure steps.
Blue Star Calendar 2020, at noon on August 24th, Tiandu time, the old mother working in the kitchen heard a familiar sound of opening the door.
The native dog in the yard was barking loudly, and a rare voice from the doorway was calling its name softly.
The old mother put down the vegetable shovel in her hand and trotted towards the doorway.
"Mom, I'm back."
“Just come back...just come back!!”
Lin Hao's mother and Lin Shuwen's grandmother, the seventy-six-year-old Wang Xia, wiped away tears and patted her son who had been missing for several months, her voice choked with sobs.
In the hall behind him, the deaf old father Lin Dong pushed the halls away, then gritted his teeth and picked up the walking stick:
"You! Your legs are crooked! Where did you go!!!"
The walking stick was raised high, but it was still not swung at the unfilial son. Lin Dong turned around and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes a few times.
The grandson is no longer here. If something happens to his son again, the couple will really...
"Woof! Woof woof!"
The local dog behind him had not stopped barking. Lin Hao turned around, only to see an empty doorway and an envelope that appeared on the ground at some unknown time.
Lin Hao's expression suddenly froze.
"What's wrong? Come into the house quickly...?"
"Well, I seem to have forgotten to pay the fare. I'll go out for a while and I'll be back soon, ah~"
"Then, I'll pay for it, here..."
"No need, Mom...I have money, ah~"
Lin Hao put down his mother's hand that was groping for her pocket, and used a coaxing tone to coax the skeptical old mother. Beside him, the barking native dog had stopped barking.
After coaxing his mother away, Lin Hao put away his smile and walked step by step towards the envelope lying on the ground.
Sure enough, the envelope had the "Shadow Kill" logo printed on it.
He took a deep breath, tore open the envelope and took out the contents: a piece of parchment with blue and purple writing on it.
"Is your son really dead? If you think
If he is dead, please resign from your position as secretary, and if you think he is not dead"
The content ended abruptly after this sentence. At the same time, a heartbreaking pain came from Lin Hao's hands, and he subconsciously let go of his hands.
"What would you do?"
The parchment turned into a blue-purple butterfly, and disappeared in front of Lin Hao along with the strange question. Lin Hao lowered his head, looked at the only envelope in front of him, and gritted his teeth quietly.
Also gritting his teeth at this moment was Ye Lanxin who was in the "Pure Land" base of Songshan Mountain.
"Second Miss, this is today's report."
"Is there anything special that needs attention today?"
"No, we have at least thirteen people cultivating tanks every day, and Teacher Feng Xuyuan is here, so there won't be any problems."
Ye Lanxin nodded slightly, and took one last look at the culture tank filled with medicinal solution in front of him. In it, Lin Shuwen, who was connected to various pipes, was sleeping quietly.
Sometimes the farthest and closest distance is just the thickness of two walls of glass.
But what is that important compared to other things?
"Can you estimate the time of awakening?"
"This... project... can't be pushed forward yet..."
"You're lying to me."
Ye Lanxin turned to look at the shivering medical staff beside him. The latter held on and just adjusted his glasses and remained silent.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Mr. Dagger, you are already very tired."
"What did you say?"
"I said Mr. "Dagger"!..."
The medical staff who had also taken care of Lin Shuwen in Xushan unconsciously raised his voice too high, but then he swallowed it alive.
"Say it!"
"Second Miss, do you really love Mr. Dagger?"
After the medical staff finished speaking, they turned to look at Lin Shuwen in the culture tank, his eyes showing distress similar to that of an old father.
But Ye Lanxin was stunned by this question.
How could she not love him?!
"I have seen everything, including the money you lent him. Considering that Mr. Dagger's family grows medicinal materials, so in order to realize your wishes and his, we chose to give this money to you through business cooperation."
"Mr.'s family, I happen to be acting as a consultant pharmacologist."
The medical staff sighed and continued:
"That money was not given away at all. After filling the capital hole, Mr. "Dagger"'s family directly gave us 70% of the income as dividends, which is equivalent to directly paying back more than half. They even said that we
In the next ten years, "Shadow Kill" will have a stable supplier of medicinal materials, and the prices will be almost free of charge."
"What do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is that in our eyes, what you gave to Mr. Dagger, Miss Second, has been paid off long ago by his family and himself. In this relationship, no, in my opinion
, this may just be a trade."
"What are you talking about?! I love Shuwen very much..."
"That's not love, it can only be said to be a transaction with love in it."
The medical staff looked directly at Ye Lanxin, but the latter unconsciously took a small step back.
"You must like Mr. "Dagger", but this love is mixed with too many purposes. Just like this time, you want to know the date when Mr. "Dagger" wakes up. In addition to the worry of love, you
More importantly, I hope he will do that as soon as possible, right?"
"!"
"You always put your family first, but there is no Mr. Dagger in this family, right?"
"We are not married yet..."
"Yeah, you're just not married yet. Compared with your sister, it doesn't matter even if this "lover" who's not married yet fights half-dead, right?"
"no……"
"Then don't tell Mr. Dagger about the third lady! Do you dare to guarantee that?!"
Facing the questioning of the medical staff, Ye Lanxin froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning.