Meng Qiu's night was indescribably cool, with a cool breeze that seemed to be able to blow away all fatigue, allowing people to regain liberation from the harsh summer. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The change of seasons seems to have a common problem, because it always creeps into the world unconsciously. It's like this little city. It may not be as prosperous and accessible as the first-tier cities in China, but as long as there are people living in places, there will inevitably be a system. For example, the relative between high and low, the gap between rich and poor, and the difference between strong and weak. When everything is deeply rooted in people's hearts, it will also become natural.

It was nine o'clock, and the sound of collision and fall came from a dark corner. There were no people around, and there was silence outside, except for the dim street lamp hanging on a telephone pole.

Looking through the dim light, I saw five people surrounding a young man leaning against the wall.

These five people were dressed fashionably, and all of them were imperious and fierce, looking condescendingly at the person sitting on the ground in front of them. From their eyes, there is an undisguised sarcasm.

"Do you have anything to say? Give you a chance, get down on your knees and apologize, and when we're happy, maybe we'll spare you a beating. ”

The arrogant words and prickly tone made the other four people around look like the one in the middle.

This person has a cigarette in his mouth, and a deep arrogance is planted between his eyebrows, just like his leader-like aura, which is extremely eye-catching.

The man who sat on the ground was named He Yun, wearing a black shirt and trimming his long hair. The white eye patch, wrapped around one left eye from back to front, has a facial curve like an axe chisel, and is indescribably handsome. His expression was full of lingering sorrow and drunken depression.

He wears a white glove on his left hand, which rests naturally on his left knee. Holding a beer bottle in his right hand, he drank painfully, deaf to the words of the man standing in front of him.

The man saw that he ignored him indifferently, but drank by himself, and he thought that he would definitely do it, but he didn't expect to lose face, and in front of the other four, he fell down the steps and had nowhere to pick up. Thinking of this, he put his heart down, raised a foot and kicked at He Yun without any scruples.

Seeing that this hateful kick was about to hit He Yun's chest, but in an instant, his right foot was held against He Yun's left arm, and he couldn't move forward a bit. Surprised, it was too late for him to withdraw, when he heard a whistling in his ears, followed by the sound of a beer bottle popping.

The Heavenly Spirit Gai was hit, and the accompanying severe pain and dizziness sensation were like lightning flashes, and they quickly fed back to all the nervous systems above his head.

Instinctively, he hugged his head and shrank back, and the wet touch transmitted from his hands stimulated his mind to panic. The pent-up anger in his chest prompted him to roar almost like a roar, "Beat him half to death!" And then break off your right hand! ”

There was no need for him to say it, the other four people had already reacted, arguing angrily one by one, and beating their fists quickly and without chaos.

The person who had exited had recovered from the pain and looked up. The four of them couldn't get the upper hand when they fought around one person, but showed weakness with a few rounds of fighting, not to mention hurting him, but it became more and more difficult for a few more moves, and all of them were blocked by him with skill. What's going on? He was horrified.

Earlier, the five of them were eating in a restaurant, talking and laughing, and they had a good conversation. But no one expected that when a drunkard walked past this seat with a crooked walk with a drunken body, the wine bottle in his hand happened to bump his shoulder.

I thought that this drunk would apologize out of common sense or something, but in reply to him, he just left very normally, as if he didn't care.

After all, he was a young man, and he was full of spirit, and after burying the bill, he followed all the way, and when he came to this remote corner, five people waited for the opportunity to overthrow him to the ground, surrounded him, and gave him some color.

The abacus is easy to knock, the truth is difficult, he was just a little distracted for a while, and he was beaten by the beer bottle, and now it is good, the other four people not only failed to relieve his hatred, but after a few rounds of effort, one by one, like a lost dog, lying on the ground and wailing in pain.

"You—" He was about to speak, but he saw this man with an eyepatch suddenly appear in front of him. The broken bottle with its serrated ring was pressed against his throat, blocking his questioning.

"Is it fun to bully a drunk?" There is no emotion in the voice, with a boring timbre.

"Apparently you're not an ordinary drunk. Anyone who is held to the throat with such a sharp weapon will not find it fun. The man smiled bitterly. The blood that slid down his forehead made his face very itchy, but it was more of a fear from the touch.

He Yun put down his right hand, threw away the broken wine bottle, lit a cigarette, and turned to leave, saying, "Be more tolerant of others..."

This person saw that He Yun's back was very cold, and from the beginning, a question he had been paying attention to was blurted out by him, "I saw your left hand just now, compared to the flexibility and strength of your right arm, it seems to be a little stiff and mechanical, could it be you..."

"You say this?" He Yun turned around and rolled the sleeve of his left arm from the bottom to the top, revealing an arm made of steel. "I'm just a cripple..."

"You... Live strong... Both externally and internally. ”

Seeing this, this person sincerely produced a kind of respect.

"Heh... You sent me so far after the hard work of the night, and your road is far, so it's better to go back to bed early. ”

The voice followed the footsteps, and after turning a street, he disappeared into the endless night with the figure.

"Brother Ming, that guy is about the same age as us, and the fight is really powerful. And it's still in a state of disability. ”

"yes, it doesn't look like ordinary people. There were several times when he could have played a heavy hand, but he met it with soft strength. ”

"Including Brother Ming, you too, according to the angle and the recovery when swinging down, you didn't faint on the spot."

After relieving themselves, the four of them walked towards this person one after another, and then each sighed. After a short exchange, the five of them went to the nearest hospital to see the injuries.

In the community not far from the street just now, He Yun supported the wall below with his right hand, constantly vomiting. After the fight, his blood and qi surged, and he was already half drunk and half awake, but at this moment he could no longer bear it, and he was poured out along with dinner.

"Ahem, it's a boring life." It's like complaining, for the state at the moment, his mind is swollen and groggy, and it seems that only a trace of past obsession will make him feel angry.

"Life is wonderful, but for you who have been living in the past, it is unimaginable darkness." The speech was full of energy, and the footsteps made by leather shoes stepping on the stone bricks, and gradually a middle-aged man with short hair in a formal suit walked over to this side.

Under the weak light, a face full of rigidity is revealed. Tall and strong body, full and strong temperament. is more than half a hundred years old, although he is getting old, he has the calmness after the accumulation of his heart.

"I've been waiting downstairs for a while, go up and sit?" Although it is a question, there is no room for negation at all.

"It turned out to be Uncle Wu, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's rare to come here and ask for it naturally."

The two took the elevator to the tenth floor and followed the corridor to the innermost house.

It is a small house, especially suitable for snail living. In the cluttered room, wine bottles mixed with all kinds of garbage are scattered on the ground. The ashtray is densely packed with cigarette tails, and there are all kinds of cigarette boxes piled up on the side, and I don't know how long it has not been cleaned.

In addition to the dining table, coffee table and sofa, there are no household appliances, which can be said to be very poor and decadent.

"If you say hi to me, maybe I'll clean it up."

As soon as Uncle Wu entered, the polished shiny and reflective leather shoes kicked a can, and under the sound of jingling bells, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Maybe you should hire a young babysitter." As he spoke, he no longer cared, the pleasant sound of glass hitting or the crisp sound of the jar rolling in the place of walking added a lot of vitality to He Yun's lifeless hut.

After coming to the sofa and sitting down, Uncle Wu found that the spring under the cushion was uneven, very awkward, and after adjusting himself, he looked at He Yun, who was sitting silently on the side. Seeing that his expression was full of loneliness and haggardness, he couldn't help but sigh and asked, "It's been a year, it's really too fast." How are you doing? ”

"I'm blind, I've broken my arm, and I'm gone. If it was before, it would naturally be bad, but now it is now, you have to get by, and you can survive. ”

He Yun's words touched Uncle Wu's heartstrings and made him silent for a while. Then he continued to ask.

"What to do now? I mean work. ”

"You're a busy man. I am now disabled and have funds for subsidies and retirement. It is not good to work hard, and there is no education and ability to do mental work. So I found a parking lot security guard to do it. Anyway, there is a fixed way to live, and you are happy. ”

"You... Why are young people in their twenties so unambitious to do such a stable and leisurely job? ”

Uncle Wu was also straightforward, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it.

He Yun snuffed out the half-lit cigarette, then stood up and looked around, pointed to the house and said, "The forty or fifty square hut is empty, and in the past year since I left the country, I have reflected alone, not only have I not forgotten, but it has made me even more sad. At the end of the day, I'm a failure. Not only harmed himself, but also harmed others.

Since childhood, parents disagree and divorce. My father died in the line of duty, and I followed in my footsteps, but I was lucky that I was still alive. I looked up to my father, who led me to set my goals in life, but now, everything was destroyed in that moment. I'm even thinking, is it meaningful to be like a father? ”

"He Guang is a warrior who deserves respect, he is amazing. That's his choice, just as you choose to abandon your mission and save innocent people. ”

"Yes, I paid a terrible price for this, my comrades are dead, the mission is declared a failure, the dreams are shattered, and they are all over."

"But I know there's still a flame in your heart, and it's a flame that belongs to warriors. Cheer up, ignite your fighting spirit, and cross the death of your comrades! Break free from the past and look forward! Everything will be fine. ”

Uncle Wu looked at He Yun, who was half a head shorter than himself in front of him, he and He Guang were close friends and opponents of friendly competition. He was very sad about He Guang's death that year, but the most painful thing in front of him was the failure of this nephew's life.

He is not a strict person, on the contrary, he always takes human feelings more often. Originally, this was already interfering with He Yun's life values, but as an elder, he had the responsibility to promote it at the right time.

Stretching out his thick hands, Uncle Wu grabbed He Yun's shoulders tightly and said in a strong voice, "Don't forget your original intention, you are a warrior, if you fall, you will stand up again until the moment of death." ”

"A warrior is a man, not steel. Besides, my battlefield is too far away from me. ”

He Yun smiled dryly, he also wanted to get rid of this shackle, but he didn't have the courage to face the bleakness, so he chose to leave his hometown and borrow wine to get drunk every day to escape. In the end, people are still fragile and cannot withstand strong winds and waves. It's already in pieces, and picking it up is useless.

"As long as you dare to face it, instead of running away, I believe you can. I'm here today, firstly, to see how you're doing, and secondly, I've brought you something. ”

After speaking, Uncle Wu took out his mobile phone and made a call. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, Xiao Wang, you go down first, I'll come down in a while." Uncle Wu took a cardboard box from the young man standing at the door, and gently closed the door after a few words.

"What's that?" Seeing that this box was four feet square, He Yun couldn't help but ask with some doubts.

"Well, I brought it to you on the way over." As he spoke, he slapped the cigarette box on the coffee table to the ground like dust. After putting it down, Uncle Wu pointed to the cardboard box and said, "It's a sci-fi war-themed online game, called Destiny." I'm sure you've heard of it before. ”

After He Yun heard about it, he probably had an image in his mind.

It turns out that this is an online game released by CJN Group, which uses the advanced technology of consciousness resonance body to allow players to enter the game world and have an infinite fun consciousness experience. It's been more than two years since it was released, and instead of declining, its game life and popularity have become more and more focused. When he walks on the road, in restaurants, or in shopping malls, he often hears about this game.

"He Yun, don't be annoyed and remorseful because of one or two failures, there is still a long way to go, and your comrades-in-arms will understand you. What you need to do now is to take another step, be more tolerant of yourself, and live in the present, the past is in the past. After a pause, Uncle Wu looked at the time on his phone, and then patted He Yun's shoulder heavily, his eyes full of encouragement full of belief, "It's not too early, I'll leave first." ”

He Yun sent Uncle Wu to the elevator, and Jun Leng looked a little more self-controlled, "Uncle Wu, come back when you have time." ”

"Haha, yes, definitely, definitely!"

The smile full of satisfaction diluted Uncle Wu's rigid temperament. For him, in this year of destiny, it is also a great blessing in life to be able to see such a scene.