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╠-Episode 84-╣

On early winter nights, the sky is exceptionally clear, and the bright moonlight shines on the earth.

The sedan crossed the deserted suburban road, getting closer and closer to the location of the Old Street. After a busy afternoon, everything that should be packed is almost packed, and this is the last trip to move things.

"Uncle Yan." For a long time, this is the first time that Gong Tu has called him uncle. In the car, the strong smell of alcohol was infected.

Wang Chenyan was slightly stunned, he held the steering wheel in his hand, turned his head to look at him, and asked with a lip shape: "What's wrong with you, Gong Tu?" ”

He couldn't hesitate any longer and said, "Can you help me find a job?" ”

"Your job takes care of Slim Poetry." Wang Chenyan seemed to feel that it was a little inappropriate to say this, and then added:

"Alas, this child has suffered from autism since she was a child, and half of the reason is her parents...... My eldest brother died of cancer that year, and he didn't even have time to see the child when it was born, but after her mother gave birth to the child, she stopped caring and ran away from home. ”

Miyato looked at his side face in astonishment, quietly listening to these things that the poems had never told him.

"Later, she was lodged with my aunt's house, and our two families took care of her. But that year the Infection War broke out, and her aunt, who was my sister, unfortunately died in the Infection War. Speaking of this, Wang Chenyan's eyes were full of tears, as if he couldn't go on. All that came out of his mouth was the smell of wine full of sadness.

"Uncle Yan, you've been drinking." Miyato deliberately reminded him, but he was afraid that he would overturn the car into a ditch on the side of the road.

"There's no way, I had to take Xianshi to Qingfeng Town to settle down and survive. But my wife didn't want to, she always felt that Xian Shi was redundant, so she ...... "Although Wang Chenyan drank too much, he drove steadily."

"So what?" Gong Tu could only ask him with a foil.

"For the sake of her future, I, who is an uncle, can only divorce that woman."

He now knows how much sacrifice this uncle, who seems to be indifferent to Xianshi, has made for her.

"As you said during the day, I am her only relative in this world, and she is also my only relative. I don't ask for anything else, I just hope that she can marry out in good health, marry a man who can be worthy of her trust for life, and give my eldest brother an explanation. That person is you, Miyato. ”

"......" His heart tightened for a while, compared to Wang Chenyan's sacrifice for Xian Shi, and the past that brought her up in the past few years. What did you do for the poem in the end? What reason is there to complain about the injustice of heaven?

By the time I finished packing my last things, it was ten o'clock in the evening. Miyato ran down at night to knock on the landlord's door, hurriedly settle the rent, and then bid farewell to the old street, the environment in which he had lived for four years.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when I returned from the suburbs to the downtown area.

Wang Chenyan parked the car in the simple garage, and then ran back and forth with Gong Tu several times before finally finishing all the last things.

Although it is said that his (Wang Chenyan's) home is not too big. There are only three simple rooms, a small front yard plus a large backyard. There is a jujube tree growing in the back, but now it is bare, because it is early winter, and only in summer is the season when it really shows its posture.

She had already slept, sleeping in a separate room that had been hastily cleaned up today.

They had a simple meal in the evening, and dinner was a pot of oily noodles, which would have been better if they had added an egg. It's a pity that chickens are an animal that has been "extinct" in the war of infection.

It is rumored that the fourth-generation biological factor cultivation technology of the WTO (World Tree Organization) is still difficult to restore the genes of the chicken, and can only be roughly repaired according to its original appearance, resulting in a new creature that is not like the four...... It's hideous, but at least it ensures that future survivors can eat meat.

The volume of the TV was turned off to a minimum, and the day's news replays were played. Now, it's almost all about the status of the Speed Warrior. They sat on the couches in the outhouse, simply drinking noodles and eating peanuts.

"Are you going to sleep with me or with Slim tonight?" While eating, Wang Chenyan suddenly asked him.

"Everything." Miyato was a little hesitant about this in his heart, but it was difficult to say it.

Therefore, Wang Chenyan did not continue to ask. just said: "In the future, we will really be a family." ”

"......" didn't know why, but after he finished speaking, the palace turned his head to look, but it was obvious that he caught a strange light in his eyes on the side. I can't say what it is, but I always feel like there's something else besides learning that she has a mental illness today.

Halfway through the news program, pause and start rolling commercials. One of them is an interesting animated short film about today's ecological issues, titled "Life is a seed".

At the beginning of the 2D animation, the black minimalist painting style.

A bean struggles desperately from the soil and finally arrives in the world it wants. However, it was soon lost because there was no warm sunlight overhead, only endless smoke and war.

It realizes that it was born on a battlefield. Behind them are vast expanses of urban ruins, which have been destroyed and devastated.

Dadada! Dadada! Dada......

Then, the sound of machine guns broke the silence of the air, and the two sides on the battlefield returned to a tense state of fighting. The shells overhead whirred and swept straight into the enemy's trenches and exploded into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the final bayonet fight between the two sides began. The scene was bloody and miserable. There were a large number of human corpses on the battlefield, and the people who had not come to collect the corpses for a long time were left to rot.

After a rainstorm, the beans sprout tender green buds. Later, it continued to grow until it gave birth to branches and leaves, and gradually took on the shadow of maturity.

One day, a ray of sunshine from the dark sky was rare. But then there were countless leaflets from the sky, which boasted that nuclear weapons would be activated to contain the continued outbreak of infections...... Until the nuclear bomb fell from the sky and destroyed the earth, and all the corpses on the battlefield were affected by the aftermath and turned into ashes.

The bean, which had just borne fruit, survived by luck, although its body had been buried by most of the soil, leaving only a single leaf.

It has no regrets, no complaints, and continues to grow like this, looking forward to the day when it will be able to crawl out of the soil and see the sun in the sky.

I don't know how much time has passed......

[-To be continued-]