Chapter 13: Ah Yun

When I'm faced with a choice, especially when it's like this, I break down. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Choice, when faced with a choice, all I think about is that life is so hopeless. - Ah Yun

The girl who wants to stick to Xiaochuan is called Ah Yun. She was thin with only a thin layer of skin, which was applied to the calf bones that shook in the wind. In this disaster, I lost my mother.

The survivors have a vague grudge against the dead woman in their hearts. That person is in the market, calculating, and when he has benefits, he always takes the first place, and when he encounters difficulties, he shrinks back. Tearing down the city wall and making his own brick house, such things as doing things have also been done. So even her daughter Ah Yun was hated.

That kind of woman doesn't care about the children on weekdays, and asks others to help take them. At this time, the well-meaning people are extinct, who has no children to watch? Even if there are no children, how can there be surplus food to take care of Ah Yun?

Xiaochuan's mother and daughter will only give a small piece to Ah Yun when there is a lot of food, and they must eat it in front of her. The two of them tried to ask Ah Yun to take it back, and when they opened the door in the morning, they would find a thin figure lying hungry at the door. So I simply let her eat it and let her eat it.

Shiyan still has the arrogance and backbone of a noble lady, but Ogawa doesn't have it at all. If she is not polite to Ah Yun, who comes to eat every day, it is really unkind.

"At that time, my mother got me food, you have to eat it yourself and go home to eat!"

Ayuna's dead mother was lazy, sloppy, and pickled. When encountering zombies, I was so frightened that I poured feces and urine on the earth-colored cloth wrapped in my lower body, which has a metaphysical beauty compared to those who died for the sake of ideals, justice, courage, and hope.

She pressed the entrance to the cellar beneath her. She told Ah Yun to go to the cellar to get something, and then she died on it, and it was impossible to tell whether she wanted to open the lid or protect it.

Ah Yun would rather believe the former, then she needs enough resentment to resist the irrepressible sadness in her heart.

When she saw me, she stood not far away. She thought I still had a lot of food.

I didn't like her, so I ignored the uneasiness and kindness in my heart. As long as the person in front of me is something I hate, then my so-called kindness is powerless.

It's just Ogawa, I acquiesced to Ogawa's move to give her a little food every day. She would be grateful for this, and then Xiaochuan could still get an assistant. If not, I hope she doesn't get too strong.

I'm really eccentric. Like Mary Sue's tendency to self-abuse, I've always been selfish and self-willed.

I hate Ah Yun's "you should save me" look. I also hate the constant voice in my heart, "It's not fair." ā€

I began to understand the attitude of people in the past. If he has the ability to come out, then it's good to pull a favor. If he is going to be a burden, then all of them will walk away.

When you are in trouble, you must pretend to be calm and never expose your bottom line to ask for sympathy.

You have to plan how to survive on your own, sympathy is just the occasional raindrop falling in the dry field. Never enough.

I hugged the hill and listened to his heartbeat slow down little by little, as if it had been stretched out for a long time. Until Ogawa woke up, maybe five minutes or more.

He stopped his heartbeat.

He didn't have a heartbeat, and the sea blue had clearly burrowed into his body. I thought, I may have given him too much to bear.

I sentenced him.

The name is Eternity.

I don't know how to explain to a child that from now on you will be lonely season after season, year after year, cycle after cycle.

Xiaoshan sat up, looking at the mess in the room and just silent.

"Lao Wang is dead." I told him.

"Is the head cut off?"

"Hmm."

Ogawa was in another room, and I felt her sprouting, and even the aura around her became full of life.

And Xiaoshan, I don't see any information about him.

Soon, officials who specialize in such incidents came here with belated sympathy.

"The regional governor expressed his deep condolences and sympathy for this."

Also, some of them can choose to work in industrial areas, or in some service industries even more. So the time has come for such a choice.

Man's habit is to benefit himself. Whether they stay or leave, it's always their choice, and I think it's fair for them.

But Ah Yun found me. She said Chief, I'm having a hard time. You could see that her expression was very sincere, but she should also be able to sense that I dislike her. It surprised me.

Why do people feel uncomfortable when there is still room for choice?

I can't see the appearance of a childish family. "It's up to you to decide, whether to stay or leave."

"I feel like I'm following you, and I'm not going to starve." She snorted and sat down on the floor, revealing her thin ankles. Sometimes when I see the suffering of others, I always have a heartfelt desire to want that person to die quickly. That way I won't be so entangled and guilty.

There is nothing wrong with being kind, and the caring environment since childhood makes it impossible for us to be really cold-blooded. People's hearts are always hot, but sometimes they are helpless.

It's really just helpless.

The world makes us feel that it is the fault of the world that we have such a difficult choice.

"But I'm not going to do anything." Ah Yun looked at me blankly, "Chief, I'm really useless, and the only person who can teach me is gone." ā€

yes, it's gone. The person who may inadvertently leak a little bit of love has become a pile of carrion. She couldn't laugh anymore, she couldn't cry, she couldn't pull her hair and scold.

"No one will love me anymore." Ah Yun suddenly realized this. "When I was younger, she was very gentle. One time when I came home from school, it suddenly rained so hard that she protected me in my clothes. I always remember feeling like the whole world was at my hands through the cracks in my clothes, with her good smell behind me. ā€

I know she's talking about the last era. It would be too much to expect humanity by the standards of peacetime. Then, Shihiko can be said to be the saint of this last days.

I looked at Ah Yun and thought of Xiaochuan and Xiaoshan. You say, what would children look like when they grew up in such an era? I can't imagine what their society was like back then.

It's like a dark and damp Black Forest that grows poisonous flowers that are deformed and distorted due to lack of sunlight. My disgust for Ah Yun's Yan is my disgust for incurring misfortune because of myself. I was afraid of her despair and pessimism, evoking the pent-up despair in my heart. (To be continued.) )