Chapter 9: My Brother's Suicide Note
"Boom! Boom! Boom! β
The sound of bells rang from the top of the church, and the deep sound flew through the air, over the hilltops, over the cross, and over the valley of the dead.
"It's time for prayer."
Hearing the bell, Mani whispered to herself, walked up to Nana, gently stroked her long hair, and said gently:
"Ina, it's been a long time since you've prayed with your aunt."
Facing Mani, a rare smile appeared on Nana's cold face, and even the tone of her voice became warm.
"Aunt Mani, it seems that there are some new children here, don't be too tired."
Mani looked at Nana's pale face, frowned, and said as if she had suddenly remembered something:
"Today, is the day you go for an inspection?"
Nana nodded slightly, looked at Chen Ling and Fose, who were coldly confronting each other, and said to Mani:
"I want to be alone with my brother for a while."
Mani nodded, turned to Fose, and said:
"Master Carol, I hear the devil in your heart roaring, perhaps, you need to pray calmly now! Young people from China, come along. β
Fose snorted, and though unwilling, he walked towards the church. It seems that he, like Nana, has a special respect for Sister Mani. Chen Ling wanted to say something, but when he saw Nana's slightly pleading gaze, he silently followed Mani to the inside of the church. The moment he passed by her, Chen Ling looked at Nana's tired and pale face, and suddenly felt a trembling pain in his heart. What is it. Makes you seem so vulnerable? Chen Ling couldn't find an answer. Because, in this moment. Nana's eyes. Just staring tentatively at Meteor's tombstone.
In the church, the children who had just played outside the door had sat down obediently. Standing among the children, Mani clapped her hands and said:
"Kids, let's get started."
With that, everyone closed their eyes and began their first prayer of the day. However, among all of them, Chen Ling and Fose are not included.
They just stood in the corner from afar, watching these people praying.
"Vulnerable people. Just pray. β
Fose sneered softly.
"A weak waste like you is fit to pray!"
The second sentence was said to Chen Ling.
Chen Ling looked at Fose expressionlessly, for a long time, and suddenly smiled.
"I appear here, and it seems to scare you?"
Fose glared at Chen Ling and actually smiled.
"You don't deserve to be scared at all, just like you don't have any thoughts about Nana!"
"O God, please give them the serenity to accept the fact that cannot be changed. The courage to change what can be changed, and the wisdom to distinguish between the two. β
Mani interrupted their argument by chanting a prayer aloud.
"If you see sinners with vain desires like them, may Allah's mercy be upon them!"
End of prayer. Nana's figure appeared, her expression had returned to her usual coldness, but her face looked more and more pale. Her whole body seemed to be shaking, and Mani's fose hurriedly stepped forward to support her.
"Let's go back. You're so tired. β
Fose gently put his arm around Nana's slender shoulders, but his voice was as gentle as ever.
Nana shook her head. Said to Chen Ling:
"Why are you here?"
"You told me about the Valley of the Dead, so I'm here."
"So you remember. What do you want to do here? β
"Uh...... I don't know. β
Chen Ling suddenly found that he was like a piece of wood, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Looking at Chen Ling's expression, a faint arc suddenly appeared at the corner of Nana's cold mouth.
"Since you're here, I'll show you around."
Nana gently broke free from Fose's support, stood up straight, looked at the huge portrait of Christ on the ceiling, and suddenly smiled at Chen Ling:
"This is where I grew up."
On the top of the hill, at the foot of the cross.
Nana stood in this great shadow, overlooking the entire valley at her feet.
It is said that the valley was originally built to commemorate the victims of the war, but unfortunately, 40,000 of the 200,000 prisoners of war who participated in the construction of the valley died during the 20-year construction process. You see, this magnificent church, this huge cross, everything in this valley is made of countless flesh and blood. That's why people named it the Valley of the Dead. β
Chen Ling stood behind Nana, listening quietly.
"It's strange that I would grow up in a place like this."
Nana smiled softly.
"I am an orphan. This church is also Aunt Mani's orphanage. My brother and I are abandoned babies picked up by Aunt Mani. β
Nana spoke calmly, as if she were telling someone else's story.
"It wasn't until I was thirteen years old that my brother and I were adopted by the Carroll family."
"Carroll?"
Hearing this surname, Chen Ling suddenly remembered the tombstone.
"Meteor's name is Paro. Carole...... So he's your ......"
"Yes, Meteor is my brother."
Nana turned around and smiled faintly.
"And my name is, Ina. Carole. β
At this moment, the breeze was blowing, the long golden hair was flying gently, the sun was passing by, and under the shadows, the pale smile was heartbreaking, and the weak body seemed to tremble. In a trance, Chen Ling seemed to see that this figure gradually coincided with the girl who was "flying" on the edge of the cliff a year ago, and engraved in his heart. Forever, it can't be erased.
Looking at Chen Ling's sluggish appearance, Nana couldn't help but burst out laughing, somehow, in front of this person, she could always become relaxed unconsciously.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told someone who had nothing to do with it."
"Nope. I'm not irrelevant! β
Chen Ling took two steps forward and stared at Nana with burning eyes.
"Otherwise. I wouldn't have come here from China! β
Nana turned her face sideways and said lightly:
"I said it. Only the one who wins against me can be my boyfriend. β
"Nope! You're wrong! β
Chen Ling said loudly:
"Is a person's feelings and happiness judged by the WAR3 level? That's naΓ―ve! β
"Enough!"
Nana's face turned cold, and for a moment, there was only an embarrassing silence between the two.
After a long time, Nana sighed and said softly:
"For others, as long as they love each other, they can be together. But for me. It's impossible. β
With that, Nana removed the pendant from her neck and carefully opened the pendant, inside which was a piece of paper folded into a square, which Nana gently spread. Chen Ling finally saw that it was an ordinary piece of letterhead, and the handwriting on it was still legible, but the words were written in Spanish.
"This is my brother's suicide note."
"Meteor's ...... Note? β
Shocked. Chen Ling said with some difficulty:
βMeteorβ¦β¦ Didn't your brother die in a car accident? How can you still leave a suicide note? β
Nana's voice trembled a little:
"Brother, it wasn't like he died in a car accident."
"What?!"
Chen Ling lost his voice.
Five years ago, Meteor was killed in a car accident. This is the most shocking event in the history of WAR3! Chen Ling clearly remembered the day the news of Meteor's death broke. Even the tablemate who didn't know much about Warcraft cried bitterly. Subsequent commemorations, marches and even suicides, the worldwide wave of mourning continued for more than a month before slowly subsided. You can see what a shock Meteor's death caused at the time. However. Now it suddenly comes out of the mouth of Meteor's sister that Meteor did not die in a car accident!
Chen Ling suddenly had a feeling. I may be slowly approaching a long-hidden secret in the WAR3 world.
"Forget it, the past. Just forget about it. β
However, Chen Ling doesn't care about these. Because, Nana's face has become more and more pale. No matter what the secret was, it didn't matter, as long as he didn't show such a sad look on the beautiful face in front of him.
Nana looked at the suicide note in her hand, and there was infinite tenderness in her eyes.
"'Dear Ina, though I am no longer alive, the era I have created will be continued by you. Maybe one day, you will meet the man you like, but you must remember that only those who can surpass me are worthy of you. These were the last words my brother left me. β
Nana looked down the hill at the church, where Meteor was laid to rest.
"So, I swore at my brother's grave that the man who pursued me must defeat me first."
"That's not right!"
Chen Ling suddenly interrupted Nana's words and said loudly:
"If you really love your sister, you should encourage her to find her own happiness, why make such a strange request? Meteor is indeed strong, but as an older brother, he is by no means competent! β
"Smack!"
A clear palm print appeared on Chen Ling's face.
"No one can insult my brother!"
Nana's hands were trembling, and her beautiful eyes suddenly dimmed. Then, the whole body had fallen softly into Chen Ling's arms.
**********
Madrid, Baraja Airport.
Chen Ling sat in the waiting hall.
There is still half an hour left, and the plane to Chengdu is about to take off.
Chen Ling looked around blankly, at the entrance of the ticket gate, a young man who was about to board the plane was hugging his girlfriend tightly, if it was before, Chen Ling would definitely disdain such a scene, but now, he was a little envious of this loving couple. When did you become so sentimental? I guess it started when I met Nana.
I don't know, how is she now?
Yesterday, in the Valley of the Dead, when Nana suddenly fainted, Chen Ling felt an unprecedented panic, and he believed that he would never be so flustered even if the base was blown up by someone in the WCG finals. Fortunately, Fose, who was following them not far away at the time, seemed to be prepared for this situation and quickly took Nana to the hospital.
"If you dare to touch her again, I will make you pay!"
These were the last words Fose said to Chen Ling before taking Nana to the hospital.
It was Sister Mani who told Chen Ling that Nana had been a little anemic since she was a child and often fainted due to emotional agitation, so she didn't need to worry too much. However, Chen Ling felt that Mani had something to hide. How can a person who faints easily because of emotion become the world's No. 1 professional player?
What's wrong with Nana's body? What secrets does Meteor's death hide? What's the story between their siblings? Why did Meteo leave such strange last words to his sister? Also, that annoying Fose, who seems to be familiar with everything about Nana, what is their relationship?
Three days ago, Chen Ling came to the city in a daze. And now, he left with more confusion and doubts.
Life is like a suspense drama, a suspense drama without an ending.
Chen Ling leaned back in his chair with some frustration and looked up, but he couldn't see the sky.
At this time, the direct flight from Madrid to Chengdu began to check in.
There were a lot of people on this flight, and Chen Ling had been queuing for a long time, and it was finally time for him.
"Wait!"
A man with glasses and a girl-like appearance stopped him.
"You're NO.0, right?"
Chen Ling nodded expressionlessly, the man exhaled, and politely stretched out his hand and said:
"Finally caught up! Hehe, you're as cool as rumored. First time we met, I was Fut.Nee. β
Chen Ling shook hands with him, of course he had heard of Fut.Nee, one of the three major human races in Europe, but he didn't expect that the absolute main force of the Fut team was actually a person who looked so gentle.
Nee took out a small envelope and said to Chen Ling:
"This is what Nana asked me to give you."
Chen Ling picked up the envelope and was about to take it, only to find that Nee's hand holding the envelope did not let go.
"Before I give it to you, I hope you grant me a request."
Chen Ling glanced at Nee, still expressionless.
"You say."
Nee was silent for a moment, then finally said as if he had made up his mind:
"Maybe it's too hard for you. But please be sure to defeat Nana!"
Chen Ling looked at Nee coldly, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense.
"You're from Team Fut, and you would say something like that?!"
Nee ignored Chen Ling's cold gaze and said lightly.
"As a greeting gift, I will send you a word"
As he spoke, he let go of his hand and handed the envelope to Chen Ling's hand.
"Remember! To win her is to save her. β
With a loud whistling sound, the plane left the runway and slowly rose into the air.
Sitting on a chair, watching the tall buildings, streets, and crowds below the window gradually become smaller, and finally turn into white clouds. A smile appeared on Chen Ling's face.
In his hand, he clenched a piece of letterhead, and on the pale blue page were a few lines of fine English:
Sorryγ
WC3L,comeonοΌ
- Ina
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