It was just dawn, and Han Xu and Bai Liuyi had already left the business district and went to Fengdu Slum, one of the three major slums in Wanyu City.

The identity information of the two has not yet been determined, but the car Zhang Liu has been arranged, and according to the agreement they reached through the "Qianli Sound Card", it is parked at the parking station next to the gas station at the junction of the Fengdu slum and the commercial district.

At the forefront of this storm, although all kinds of information between the two of them were not completed, Zhang Liu gave a guarantee that no one from all units in Wanyu City would come to investigate their car, even if they were going out of the city and into the city, there would be no police and city guards to ask for relevant information, and they could drive boldly with confidence.

This is an ordinary blue Mustang car, thanks to Zhang Liu, Wanyu City is now a rare city where public security is still maintained in a normal state, the car is parked in the open parking lot, and no one comes to snatch or smash it.

Stepping on the garbage and debris all over the ground, it was still spring but there was a bit of autumn sadness, and the two people who put on their masks again drove the car, along the highway that connects the two classes of human beings, from the prosperity of commerce to the dirty, from the calm, to the center of cold memories and sadness.

If nothing else, this should be the last time he will return to Wanyu City in his life, and if he leaves this time, he may never come back, or in other words, he may never come back.

Therefore, both of them are very sad and have a heavy heart.

The car drove along the potholed and slightly bumpy road, and the scenery on both sides became more and more desolate, and the bleak rock formations and mountains scattered on both sides of the yellow snake-like road, sliding towards the rear.

This road has been walked countless times, this is the only route into the business district, he has reached the business district through this route many times to make waves, and it is also through this route that he and Liu Qianwen have a date in the War History Museum.

Cold breathing is slightly longer.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Bai Liuyi glanced at the car driving beside him, and remained silent from today's departure, his expressionless face wanted to speak again and again, and finally did not say a word.

Everything was normal yesterday, but after coming to Wanyu City, the two seemed to be attending the funeral, solemn, solemn and sad, and a series of emotions linked to sadness were entangled inside and out in the body.

As the partner who accompanied Han Xu in the first crisis, she knew very well, so she could understand the blank look in his eyes when he stared at the road ahead.

Thinking of the girl she didn't know much about, but for Han Xu, she left a strong mark in her life, Bai Liuyi's heart couldn't tell what emotions they were.

After Liu Qianwen's death, Han Xu never mentioned this name, it seems that everything about her has disappeared from his heart, but Bai Liuyi knows that some people don't say something, just because they don't want to say it, because it's not suitable, it's not an emotion, it's not a thought, they can all be on their lips, and it will be shown on their faces.

Han Xu is a person who is very good at self-protection, about Liu Qianwen, about Aunt Liu, it has always been a pain in his heart, it is what he has been missing, he is just used to it, burying all this deeply.

For that three-character girl, Bai Liuyi never touched it, and never mentioned her name in front of Han Xu, and asked her story, because she didn't like it, the most basic selfishness and possessiveness of human beings made her not want that person to haunt the boy she cared about, but she also knew that she must be a good girl, an innocent girl, and a girl whose fate should not be like this......

After glancing at Han Xu's solemn expression and a faint sad side face, Bai Liuyi withdrew his gaze and mind, took out the Ling Feng God Pattern Card from his pocket, and carefully observed, presetting the drawing method behind in his heart, but it seemed to be serious, but this time, in fact, he couldn't pay full attention.

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As soon as the car officially entered the slum, it began to slow down, crawling slowly through the dilapidated and decaying city, four black wheels crushed in the wind to raise a piece of yellow sand, and the sand and dust rising from the sky were like a belt fluttering on the ground.

In the early morning, but the sun is already scorching, this scene is a little bleak.

The doors and windows of all the houses in the slums were closed, as if fear was under the scorching sun, and the walls and doors of the houses were the isolation of the devil, and the narrow, dull space in the houses could bring peace of mind to these ignorant and poor low-class people.

Bai Liuyi looked at the scene of the slums, although she saw half of the figures, but she saw the living life, hiding behind these mottled walls, trembling under the apocalypse, wanting to turn into a mouse, thinking that as long as she survived in the shadows, she would be able to steal her life.

On the right, there was a half-collapsed house, and the window covered with newspaper was pushed open through the crack, and a child's dark eyes poked out, looking at their car vigilantly and nervously, and after noticing Bai Liuyi finding himself, the window clanged and slammed in a panic.

Those immature, haggard, and panicked eyes touched Bai Liuyi, and her expression was slightly gloomy, and an emotion called sentimentality also spread in her heart.

Whether it is the upper or lower level, everyone's life is a living life, and if the monster army really attacks, then these fresh lives will be dissipated......

After about half an hour, the car slowly drove into the Void Ming District, and returned to this place where I had lived for several years, and familiar scenes came into view one by one, and the cold curtain was touched by the memories and put it down, revealing only half of the eyes.

His aunt's building had been filled in with a stinking garbage dump and flies of flies and more than a dozen lives that were vital to him when fires fell, but now it has been filled in and turned into a garbage dump with stinking garbage and flies circling overhead. The lame old man guarding the garbage station was drinking, and the end of life had no future, and he spent all the money he had saved to treat his leg injury, and he was drunk every day.

Staring at the high garbage heap, Han Xu's hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator and left.

The street where he lived was in ruins under the fire of the Celestial Fire Hall, but it had been rebuilt a year and a half ago under the auspices of the slum district government, and the low-slung houses that seemed to be no different from the previous ones were squatting in this barren land, like prisoners holding their heads on the ground in front of the police, and like death row prisoners kneeling on the guillotine.

Han Xu parked the car at the house where he and Wang Yanyan had been.

The new house here is similar to the previous one, with two floors and one window on both sides.

Han Xu looked at the house, vaguely time staggered, the scene in front of him changed, he saw the electric car with Wang Yanyan at the door, the clay figurines piled up in the courtyard dam wall, and the intimate sister Tang Kexin from the next door brought the rice balls that were put downstairs to them, shouting loudly, "Brother Han Xu, this is the rice balls I made, you can taste them", and the TV with news playing in the house is reporting that the World Destroyer has stolen the stolen money from the underground rat again......

I just don't know, is the basement still there? Will the new landlord build a basement? What is he doing when he repairs it? The cannibalistic map he spent on the wall, the desk in the basement, these things, are there new items to replace?

The cold continued to be melancholy, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the name is violated, the time is violated, the place where I grew up.

Turning his head, he started the car with a sad look in his eyes, drove all the way, and then stopped, which was in front of a slum community.

Han Xu glanced at the time displayed in the car, it was only half past eight in the morning, and within his plan, Han Xu expected that the person he wanted to meet should not have gone to work yet, but hoped that he had not moved, nor had he embarked on a flight or what extreme behavior to do in the end of the world like those desperate people.

"You wait here for me and come back soon. ”

Bai Liuyi nodded, not asking him what he was going to do.

After getting out of the car, Han continued to follow his memory to the unit building, arrived at the door of the resident he had only entered once, took a deep breath, and knocked lightly with apologies and nervousness.

He had only been here twice, and the first time it was a very unpleasant experience, and he had said something that seemed hard at the time, but was actually excessive, but now he was a little too much and stupid at the time. The second time, he only silently left something as compensation, and quietly left.

This third time, he thinks that he has matured a lot, and he has some apologies that he wants to say, and if he wants to tell this middle-aged man, he is also afraid, afraid that if he doesn't come now, he may never have a chance again.

After Han continued to knock on the door, no one opened the door for a long time.

Han Xu knocked on the door again, knocking seven or eight times in total, and after half a minute, finally the sound of the door opening sounded, but it was the door next to it.

"Who are you looking for? Mr. Liu?" A thin old woman said that she had been observing through the cat's eye for a long time, and felt that he did not look like a bad person, so she pushed open the door of the house, looked at the cold continuation, and asked in a low voice.

Han Xu nodded, and asked softly, "Well, are you his neighbor? Isn't he at home?"

The old woman waved her hand and said, "Mr. Liu died of cancer in half a year." ”

The cold continued to be stunned, and his body seemed to become weaker twice, and his ears buzzed in an instant.

"You say ......"

"Cancer, lung cancer, of course, not only, there are some complicated problems, he suffered from cancer not long after his daughter died, I think there should be a lot of relationship between the two, after all, since Liu Qianwen's girl died, he has been smoking, smoking a lot of cigarettes every day, I have persuaded him several times, it is useless, he is like the walking dead......"

Han Xu's mind was buzzing, and the old woman's voice became more and more ethereal in her ears, and then disappeared, only to see her squirming in her mouth, and not a word fell into her ears.

“...... But he can be considered relieved, after all, now, people all over the world are dying, what is the matter with you looking for him?"

The old woman seemed to have spoken for a long time, but Han Xu did not answer half a word, and after the question the old woman locked the door with confusion and sentimentality.

In the dark and narrow aisle, only Han Xu was left.

The light of the twilight fell on Han Xu's body through the window, and the darkness did not engulf him, but guilt and apology made him fall into the dark sea.

Tears, snapping and breaking threads.

Sad.

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In just a few years, the slums of Wanyu City are so unfamiliar that they are almost forgotten.

People have not forgotten the Lord of World Destruction, because now as long as they catch him, they can exchange possible life for human beings, but they have also forgotten the information that the Lord of World Destruction is a native of Wanyu City.

Some things are changing, some things are not, and the good thing is that the barren mountain where the tombstone has been erected in the cold is still there, and the graves without corpses on the mountain are still there.

"Tang Kexin, Aunt Liu, Xiaoliuer、......、 Liu Qianwen. ”

Bai Liuyi stood silently behind Han Xu, in the spring, this barren mountain was full of green, she was like a small white flower, standing among the flowers and trees, overwhelming the group.

In front of her, Han Xu knelt in front of Liu Qianwen's tombstone.

The blue-black tombstone was much dirtier than before, he wiped it clean with his sleeve, his eyes sparkled softly, dug a shallow pit with his hands, and then placed a golden card in the pit.

This card is her adult gift, the last thing Liu Qianwen gave him, and it is also an important mark to record the beauty of their lives, just like the picture he drew for himself with Bai Liuyi, he has always carried it closely, but he has always mixed it with the rest of the cards in the Xuan card slot, as if it and the Xuan card slot are one, and he has never taken it out.

"What are you doing?!"

"We didn't see anything!"

In the midst of Han Xu's hasty roar, a group of children who were peeking at the window dispersed in a hurry, leaving him and Liu Qianwen with red faces.

The scene of that day came to mind.

Han continued to smile sincerely.

Then, there were tears.

"I'm sorry, Qianwen, I've been thinking all these years, I don't want to think of you, because when I think of you, my heart aches faintly. ”

"I ......"

"I'm sorry Uncle Liu, I'm sorry for you. ”

A thousand words, like a fish in the throat.

Tears rolled down into the shallow pit, and the golden Xuanka was washed by clear tears, reflecting the same clean and pure golden light as when she handed it to her that day.

Han continued to tear and fill the pit.

Bai Liuyi stood behind him, watching his back kneeling on the ground like a dog, pointing his fingers to his belly and rubbing his cuffs sadly.

PS：

This chapter doesn't directly promote the plot, it's just that there are some gaps in people's hearts that need to be filled, but those gaps in the cold continuation are destined to be unfilled.

In fact, in the plan, this chapter should be written later, written when the story is about to end, written before he meets the beast emperor for the last time, where the emotions should be the apex, but I moved it to the front, on the one hand, because Han Xu really has no time and opportunity to return to Wanyu City, and here he has to go back again, so he has to do it this time. On the other hand, I am in a bad mood, and when I am happy, I have to write about happy things, and when I am unhappy, I want to write about unhappy things, and I hope that this move will not be a failure.

Liu Qianwen is in the past tense, and his influence on Han Xu must have always been there, I think she is a figure who is not important, but it is different for Han Xu. Bai Liuyi is of course a more important character, let's not talk about the ending of the story, but the two of them are definitely going to get married, which is reassuring.