Chen Mo lay on the bed for a long time, thinking most about his mother who died of illness.

The mother he called for more than a decade.

In her memory, she always spoke slowly and softly, and her face was sallow due to a long illness. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital, the pale sheets and walls, the cold needles and the equally cold medical staff, all these remnants of the impression surrounded her, like a paper flower withering next to the portrait.

In those days, a poor and white family had another sick number, which was equivalent to life worse than death. The only advantage of her mother's life is that she is a worker in the mine, and her medical expenses can be reimbursed, but she has also sought death, and she always feels that she owes her father too much, dragging down her two children.

What Chen Mo remembers most clearly is that year's New Year.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he carried his sister to the hospital, and his father went to a relative's house to ask for a hen, more than ten eggs, and I don't know what serious words were said by others, and when he came back, his face was scornful, but he kept silent as usual, and lit a kerosene stove in the ward for his mother to stew chicken.

The taste of the chicken noodle soup is so delicious that you don't even need to put MSG. Mother sandwiched the two chicken legs and chicken gizzards into Chen Mo's bowl, and her sister was still young, looking at her and swallowing saliva, but she didn't dare to ask for it. Chen Mo naturally refused to eat, his mother put down the bowl, held his hand that was digging coal and digging it to a pulp, and tears fell down one by one.

"Mom won't be sick in the next life, and I'll pay you back as a cow and a horse." Mother's words are still ringing in my ears.

Only then did Chen Mo understand the true meaning of the word "yet", his mother knew that she was not biological, but she treated her sister as her biological, so she felt that she had been wronged.

After a few years, my mother's health improved slightly and she wanted to come home. Chen Mo pondered and wanted to make her happy, but in those days, when he was playing with coal and not watching it tightly, he relied on Jiangbei workers to cover up and get some broken copper and iron to sell. Finally saving enough money, he went to a nearby village to buy a lamb, and specially selected the female. When my sister saw the fluffy little thing, she ran madly to cut the most tender grass and came back to feed it, and even wanted to hold it when she went to bed at night, and she couldn't close her mouth all day.

When her mother arrived home, she was surprised and asked Chen Mo what he was buying sheep for. Chen Mo said that this thing doesn't cost money to eat grass, and in the future, it will find other people's rams to breed, and it can also give birth to baby lambs, and mutton is much better than chicken.

From his face, he could tell what happened to his father when he went to a relative's house to ask for the chicken. The mother also somewhat understood that he was holding his breath, so she didn't say anything, just touched his head and smiled.

The bitterness of that smile made Chen Mo never forget.

On the day of her mother's death, the lamb was still so small. I can't afford to live, I can't afford to die, and a tombstone costs hundreds, not including other things. Many years later, Chen Mo heard that the cemetery had reached the point of tens of thousands of yuan per square meter, and felt that the family did not spend a penny on burying his mother next to the ancestral grave, and he might be considered lucky.

The stonemason carved his mother's name on the tombstone, and it was inevitable that there would be traces after shoveling it away and re-carving, so Chen Mo asked him to charge half of the money. The stonemason also knew that he was notoriously difficult to mess with, squatting in the yard and picking up a dry tobacco pouch, squinting at the little lamb spun around happily, and said with a dry smile: "Little Mozi, my whole family relies on this white craft to eat!" Heart to heart, I asked you to slaughter this sheep and stew, do you want to do it? If you're willing to do it, then I'm okay today. ”

The Chen family had to take care of the stonemason's meal that day, and when Chen Mo saw him turn around and join his army, he immediately nodded, "I'll kill the sheep." ”

When the stonemason saw Chen Mo enter the house and touch the sharp knife and come out, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He had already seen the little girl of the Chen family and the sheep very affectionate, like playmates, and knew that the family had a difficult life, so he said it to the fullest, but he didn't expect it to end.

Chen Jing was almost injured by a knife that day, she cried profusely, hid in the firewood with the lamb in her arms, and screamed: "Brother, I beg you not to kill, brother, I beg you not to kill......"

When Chen Mo stabbed the lamb in the throat, he saw that its eyes were full of fear.

That was the first time Chen Mo ignored his sister's wishes, and the screams of the lamb struggling were very high-pitched, like a child crying.

For years, the voice has been in the back of my mind. Now that it was in his ears, it was difficult for Chen Mo to fall asleep no matter what.

The door was pushed open, and a dim light entered.

Chen Mo stared coldly at Helen who walked in, lying down and not moving. The girl closed the door, walked slowly to the bed, turned on the wall lamp, and the thick darkness in the room dissipated instantly.

"Chen, I have something I want to tell you." Helen spoke softly, her expression serene.

"Let me give up again?" Chen Mo's gaze fell from her beautiful face to her chest, and the gentle bulge made him lick his lips subconsciously, feeling a little dry.

This almost instinctive reaction made Chen Mo stunned, and then he sensed the iron flow in his body and let out an anxious hiss.

Is it starting again?

Chen Mo sat up straight, leaning on the head of the bed, his will condensed into ice, and then he was enveloped by the flames that quickly formed.

"I found the person in charge of Pandora today, and he said that grandpa has given an order to cooperate with the people of R to eliminate you. Pandora asked Galaxy for a platinum membership, and a fighter will come over tomorrow. Chen, I have been taught by my grandfather to take care of the family finances during this time. Over the past few months, Pandora has spent astronomical sums on research funding alone, and I'm afraid they'll send androids...... "Helen is still the same Helen, but in some ways, it's different.

"Even the android you know, isn't this tantamount to tipping off the enemy of the family?" Even though Chen Mo knew her surname quite well, he couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you helping me?" ”

"She's a suitable mating partner." A clear signal came from the depths of consciousness.

"Fuck you!" Chen Mo rubbed his temples and responded viciously.

"The Lord has mercy on the world and directs the lost in the direction, and all I have done is what I ought to do." Helen hesitated for a moment and added, "In country Y, I saw your truest surname, you are a kind person. As a friend, I really don't want any accidents to happen to you. You still have family, and so many friends who care about you, why do you have to fight here? If you're really short of money, I can go with my grandfather and ask for ......."

Speaking of which, Helen herself knew that she was a little speechless, and couldn't help sticking out her tongue, this small action made her body a lot less dusty, and she looked delicate.

The tip of the girl's small tongue is locked by the "it" that is stirring, visually freezes, and then plays back again. At the same time, there were multiple similar images lit up in the neurons, Chen Mo saw that he and Pan Dongdong were kissing, and on the other side, it was Zhuo Yitian's bloodstained plump lips, she was pressed under her almost naked, her face was full of tears, revealing a weak expression that she had never seen before.

Seven girls?! How could it be...... Chen Mo let out a low roar, with a splitting headache. The images spun and whirled, weaving into a storm of chaos, and the will that had been so hard to hold on was on the verge of collapse.

"What's wrong with you?" Helen saw that something was wrong and was slightly surprised.

"It's fine." Chen Mo squeezed out the answer from between his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and his expression became extremely terrifying.

Helen suddenly stood up, took him in her arms, and muttered prayer in her mouth. Chen Mo's whole body was trembling, and he struggled to look up at her under the increasingly crazy impact of the Ares robot.

Chen Mo has always scoffed at the church and faith, and feels that Helen is like the little nun Yilin in "Smiling Proud Jianghu", who can believe in ethereal things, which is ridiculous to the extreme. But at this moment, he couldn't help but be shocked by Helen's pious appearance.

She closed her eyes in the light and devoted herself to prayer, as if she could really make her voice heard by the gods on high in this way. Chen Mo has never seen anyone who can be as attentive as she is when doing anything.

"I'm fine." Chen Mo repeated, gently pushing her away, "I didn't leave this time because I wanted to figure out some things. ”

"What is it?" Helen asked.

"I only knew that I was adopted, and that guy named Luo Si claimed to be my biological father and brought me here, but he ran away and lost even a shadow. I can't believe all of what he says, but I can't not believe it at all. The old man of country Z, who had just finished the fight with me, said that my biological mother died at the hands of someone else......" The corners of Chen Mo's eyes twitched imperceptibly, revealing a sneer that was far more hideous than painful, "The statement that came out of Luo Si's mouth is different, I guess he probably wants me to figure out this matter slowly, more objectively and more easily believing, even if I want to take revenge in the future, I won't drag it out." In fact, my adoptive mother has taken me for so many years, and everything else is no longer important, I only recognize her. As for the current one, since he is dead, I also save the trouble of recognizing my relatives. Whether you want revenge or not, you have to figure things out. ”

"I only knelt once when my adoptive mother was buried, and even this dog is not worthy of my salute except for her. When I was a child, I was ignorant and often mischievous, and when she was still in good health, she read me every day, and sometimes I listened impatiently, and I would stiffen my mouth. Later, when I grew up, I was able to earn money and make my family happy, but she didn't. I often think that if she survives, she will stay with me for a day, hug me and talk to me, and I will die the next day. Isn't that naïve? I say this just to tell you that death is not terrible at all, and you should stop persuading me in the future. If you die, you can find my mother, and be with her forever, she has no one to replace in my heart, not even the biological mother who has emerged now. ”

Helen was stunned to hear this, she had never imagined that this young man, who seemed to be more evil than any wicked person, would have such a troubled past. He has always been cold and iron-blooded, as if he will not be knocked down by anything, and the demeanor of the narration at this moment is also completely indifferent, and his voice is like a hard steel wire, without twists and turns.

But she inexplicably felt strong pity, feeling that he was just a big child desperately holding down the mask on his face. There was light in the room, but he huddled in the purest darkness, completely enclosing himself.

Chen Mo could hear the sound of his temples jumping suddenly, and they seemed to sense his huge weakness and were frantically attacking his brain. He had to continue the boring conversation so that the mental pain and stress could be distracted.

He kept talking, from the dark and damp coal kiln to the dog-like life after entering the city, from the lowest miner class to the filthy upper class. It was an unreserved outpouring that he had never tried before, and Helen had been listening silently, his body becoming more and more relaxed.

The past about the lamb made Helen tremble. The cold words in Chen Mo's mouth made her seem to see a pair of equally desperate brothers and sisters, a mottled stone tablet, and a sheep in a pool of blood.

The sound of the guard's announcement was faintly heard outside the room, and the broken water flow challenged again, if Chen Mo responded, the duel would start in three hours. Perhaps because they didn't want to disturb Chen Mo's rest, the two women outside did not come in.

Chen Mo's voice stopped abruptly, and the room fell silent.

"He who seeks what is good will find mercy and truth. Chen, you are the lamb. Helen pressed his hand, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

Chen Mo didn't answer for a long time, hanging his head and not moving. Helen heard a strange sound coming from within him, like an iron tool violently grinding, making the scalp tingle.

Just as she was stunned, Chen Mo finally raised his gaze, and the pale flames jumping in his eyes made him look like a demon.

"The lamb is dead, only evolution can survive." He said indifferently.

(To be continued)