At night, other than the dim street, there was only one young man hanging alone on the entire street.
He did not look very down and out, nor did he look very sad. He just wrapped himself in his clothes and exhaled lightly, like an ordinary young man who had to walk the streets on a winter night.
Su Bai remembered that this street was usually a food street, but it was temporarily closed for the past few days.
There was no longer the liveliness of the past. Only a few dining carts and signboards were still in place, locked by iron chains. Some of the stall owners had already gone home for the New Year, while others were not allowed to set up stalls again in the past few days to increase the burden of cleaning. However, no one was willing to give up their stalls, and they were even more unwilling to have their dining carts and signboards stolen.
Therefore, there were many chains here. At night, under the illumination of the not-so-bright street lamps, they were like monsters baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, with a kind of silent silence and... watching.
At the corner of his eyes, there were still traces of blood. Even though Ying Yinger had wiped it for him with a wet towel, it could still be seen.
Su Bai did not cry anymore because he did not think there was any point in crying. The two lines of blood tears were more of a kind of venting.
As for... hate..,
Of course, there was, but there was no need to show it so obviously, because that would appear very artificial.
Su Bai himself could not tell what kind of emotion he was feeling at the moment. It was like many sauces and seasonings in the kitchen had been sprinkled together, and he could not tell the specific taste.
Perhaps, this was life..,
But..,
His own life was simpler, duller, and sweeter.
A smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth. He took a deep breath and opened his arms. He did not roar loudly in the empty street at night. He only stretched naturally and let out a light snort.
Everything was as usual..,
Just like how everything had always been the same.
The past, what should happen, had already happened..,
What was now had nothing to do with the past..,
No matter what his growth experience was, no matter how he survived the daily boredom step by step, only filling in his so-called warm memories in the picture..,
All of this..,
It seemed like it couldn't affect him at all.
I am still myself. My name is still Su Bai. At least, from the moment I started broadcasting, everything has been real. These roads are all my own.
At least..,
Fatso, the monk, Gyatso, and the others were no longer the stories in the scrolls. They were no longer the memories of me being forcefully stuffed in the nutrient solution day after day.
Even if his previous life was short and boring, at least now, he was walking out of his own footprints, one step at a time.
The past cannot be remonstrated, the future can be pursued;
"But …" Su Bai raised his head and looked at the gray sky. There was no moon or stars. "I'm so angry …"
"Pa … pa … pa … pa …"
A crisp sound rang out at this moment, as if it was beating an extremely crisp beat. Su Bai turned around and saw a woman behind him. She was wearing a pair of wooden clogs and a kimono, slowly walking towards him.
As the woman's footsteps rang out, the surroundings of the street suddenly became "Lively". Many people hawking appeared, and many people wearing clothes from the last century appeared. There were Japanese and Chinese. They walked through the street, and everything here seemed to "Come alive".
"Hello, Sir, I'm Yuko Kinoshita. I can't find my way back. Can you take me to find it?"
The Japanese woman bowed deeply in front of Su Bai and pleaded. Her tone was sincere and her attitude was friendly. Even the perfume on her body was so charming.
"Okay." Su Bai smiled slightly and said this word, but in his heart, there was a surge of anger. Seeing that I'm reluctant to leave, seeing that my soul is restless, seeing that I'm in a daze, even these damn wandering ghosts are ready to drag me down with them!
At the end of the year, the people in the city were a lot less, and the aura of the living was weak. Naturally, those things that did not belong to the category of the living began to quietly become active.
But …
Su Bai took a deep breath. Had his mind really become so absent-minded? These wandering ghosts were people that even healthy children did not dare to touch. Now, in their eyes, he had become a frustrated person who had given up on himself.
Hehe, this is really a form of irony.
"Thank you, Sir."
Su Bai turned around and walked forward. The Japanese woman followed behind Su Bai. The sound of her wooden clogs was still as crisp as before, like a beat.
Walking forward and turning a corner, Su Bai walked casually. This was because Su Bai knew that no matter how he walked, unless he used his own strength to break through the illusion in front of him, the direction he was going to and the place he was going to was still set by these wandering ghosts.
This was a middle school.
Su Bai still had an impression of this middle school. When the monk came to Shanghai, he drove to pick him up. Then on the road, he met the ghost soldiers who were borrowing the road. A group of Japanese soldiers passed through the traffic lights and were discovered by the monk. Then, the monk chased them all the way to the front of this school. Finally, the final location was the school field.
The monk had invited Su Bai to dig the school field together, but Su Bai refused. It seemed that the monk did not have the time to do it later and delayed it. Otherwise, these wandering ghosts would not have brought him here.
It was the new year, so the school was naturally on holiday. There was an old guard in the guard room. At this time, he was lying on the table and snoring.
When Su Bai walked over, the guard did not react at all.
"Is it here?" asked Su Bai.
"Yes, that's right. It seems to be a little further in." The Japanese woman who called herself Kinoshita Yuko lowered her head and said these words, but her face hidden in the depths of the darkness revealed a twisted excitement at this time.
It was a success. It was a success. A living person was brought here. It was enough. It was really enough. This was a big harvest, a big harvest!
Su Bai looked around. Something must have gone wrong, causing these wandering ghosts to dare to go on the street to find a living person.
However, this was not a bad thing for Su Bai.
He continued walking, passed the teaching building, and entered the field. The plastic running track and the plastic lawn of the field looked very quiet in the dark, even giving off a gloomy feeling.
Su Bai's feet stepped on the lawn. Kinoshita Yuko raised her head and revealed a bloody face to Su Bai's back.
"Scram."
A man's voice came from the field.
Kinoshita Yuko's scalp-numbing face immediately lowered, revealing a look of horror. However, when she was about to leave, the person who spoke had already walked in front of her. A blue firefly flew out from the man's body and directly hit the Japanese woman. The woman immediately let out a shrill scream and turned into a wisp of black smoke that carried the stench of a corpse and dissipated.
Su Bai exhaled heavily. Some people were always so unlikable.
"What's the matter with you? How did you get hung up on by these wild ghosts?
These days, because of the impending arrival of that incident in Shanghai, there are many fluctuations in all aspects, and those dirty things have also been stimulated to dare to come out. This should be a Japanese Army hospital or something like that. After Japan surrendered, many Japanese soldiers and their families committed suicide here and died for their country. "
Gongzi Hai's figure walked out of the darkness.
"It's none of your business." Su Bai unscrupulously stretched out his hand and pointed at Gongzi Hai's crotch. "Are you here for revenge? Well, come on."
Back then, in the underwater cave of Qinhuangdao, a part of Lin Zhou's soul was completely lost in the mirror. Su Bai's counterattack succeeded, crippling Lin Zhou and devouring Lin Zhou's eyes. After that, he stomped on Gongzi Hai's balls.
"You're so annoying. It's not like you don't know that I'm gay. I can't wait for you to help me get rid of that superfluous object. But this broadcast is quite unromantic. When I entered the story world, the broadcast didn't ask for my permission and put that thing back on me. It really pissed me off."
Whether what Gongzi Hai said was true or false, and whether he really didn't care about Su Bai stomping on his balls, this was debatable. However, there was one thing that Gongzi Hai was very clear about. Su Bai's current mood was very unstable. Simply put, Gongzi Hai discovered that Su Bai seemed to be looking for someone to fight.
After the incident in Qinhuangdao, Gongzi Hai survived. However, he also heard about what happened afterward. Tie Zi and Jun Er, who were also veterans, were killed by Su Bai for some reason. Now, Su Bai, who killed two veterans, was unexpectedly still alive. For some reason, Gongzi Hai seemed to see the shadow of his sister in Su Bai.
"Have you seen me before in the orphanage?" Su Bai suddenly asked.
"No, my sister has seen you before. I remember that she said that you were very cute, but you were seriously ill and very pitiful." Gongzi Hai smiled slightly, "I think that Uncle and Auntie Dean loved you very much at that time, just like me at that time. My sister only decided to use the power of the Listener to save me before I was seriously ill and dying. Then, you know, I also became a Listener after that.
Perhaps Uncle and Auntie Dean loved you too much and couldn't bear to let you continue to suffer the torture of the disease, so they used the power of the Listener to treat you. Which parent doesn't love their child? "
Su Bai smiled slightly. This smile was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen, but he still nodded and slowly echoed,
"Yes, I know. My parents love me very much.
They, really.
Love me very much.
Me. "
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