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-After waking up-

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After the combat practice, Dou Dong almost crawled back from the ground when he returned to the house.

Every round of quarrels, his father Dou Shiqing almost never showed mercy, and Dou Dong gradually became like him later. So much so that when he returned to the house, Dou Dong didn't say a word, and his father was angry. They ate their own dishes, each one washed his own bowl, and at last each did his own thing.

"Dou Dong." Dou Shiqing's hoarse voice broke the weirdness of the atmosphere.

"Speak." In order to make his voice sound less cold, Dou Dong deliberately made the panting sound loud while responding, but ignored the impatience that accidentally came out of it.

"Take it." As he spoke, Dou Shiqing threw the steam revolver and the steam spar on the table together, made a "clang" sound, and deliberately pushed it in front of Dou Dong.

Dou Dong turned his head indifferently, staring at the two mysterious objects placed in front of the corner of his table, and then raised his eyes to look at him.

He knew what his father meant, but he just stared at him.

Dou Shiqing also looked at Dou Dong vigorously, looking at Dou Dong's indifferent reaction, his eyes were always flickering. He pondered the words and said with a sigh, "I have taught you all the fighting techniques I know, and you will be the successor of the Steam Warrior in the future." ”

"I don't like this kind of thing, this so-called Yuan Energy Warrior - I don't want to." Dou Dong shook his face on the spot, revealing a bad mood that he never tires of.

"Titicaca," Dou Shi grunted, a little wine, no matter how violently he coughed. He was happy, his eyes shining with a brief hint of sadness in the oil.

“……”

"And what if one day I'm gone?"

"I ......" Dou Dong hesitated, he glanced at his father secretly, and could hear the meaning in his words, as if to imply that his life was running out. Thinking of this, Dou Dong's heart trembled violently, and his resolute lips trembled.

"Dou Dong, I think it's time now...... Titicaca, Titicaca! Dou Shiqing coughed again when he spoke, and after coughing for a while, he continued with a little relief: "It's time to tell you this secret." ”

"What's the secret?" Dou Dong bit his lip, his expression numb a little more.

"I was hunted down and killed, so I hid here for decades." Fighting sake, he smacked his lips as he spoke, as if this was a rare thing that made him extremely happy.

On that day, Dou Dong learned from his father that his mother was killed by the enemy on the fourth day after giving birth to him, and died in a pool of blood. And his father took him with him as a young man, fled all the way south to the Laimi Plain, and lived alone in such an unknown place for decades.

Dou Dong asked him: Haven't you ever thought about revenge, what kind of enemy can make you so scared that you don't dare to look up after hiding for decades?

In response, his father compromised his reprimands with silence.

In the past, Dou Dong never knew who his mother was, and he had never even seen a picture of her from his father—probably not. He has imagined for countless days and nights that he is still a childish child, snuggled in his mother's arms, next to his father, such a happy family, why is his fate so twists and turns?

The weather turned cold and snowed heavily.

The coal in the family ran out, and my father fell completely ill in bed. Dou Dong had to pick up all the heavy burdens in the Surabaya Manor, and at dawn in the sky, he carried the basket on his back and walked to the Changqi mine to pick cinders through the thick snow, otherwise he would not be able to survive this winter anyway.

But the accident happened on that day......

The Surabaya manor is on fire.

When he saw the raging firelight rising towards the gray sky, Dou Dong was also using a shovel to carefully clear the thick snow on the ground. He casually glanced back at him, and the thick black smoke from the sky caught his attention.

Rumble!

A fire destroyed the entire Surabaya estate, including all the buildings around the estate. Since the house was made of wooden planks, the fire burned so vigorously that it engulfed the house in a short time, leaving only a pile of embers in its place.

"Father! Father! Regardless of the boiling flames, Dou Dong stepped forward with big strides and tears. He rushed through the bare, blackened threshold, and glanced at what had once been a cosy inner room, but now it had become a "hell" of ruins with vanished corners and leaky roofs, ashes, and ruined objects.

He will never forget the experience of that day, let alone the sight of a group of mysterious people wrapped in white robes with black angel symbols carved on the backs of the robes, disappearing into the white snowfield.

Forever......

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Finish:

The city of Percy.

"Fresh buns are out of the oven!"

"Give me a cage of tofu."

"The four of me want sauerkraut."

"Okay!"

"Eh, is there any minced meat?"

"Yes, it's just an artificial substitute, haha!"

……

"Sir, this gentleman?"

"Ah......" Dou Dong opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly realized that what he had just heard was not a dream, but a real scene in front of a steamed bun stall.

And he was sitting in this bun restaurant now, and the woman who gently pushed his shoulder just now and woke him up with a soft voice was the waiter here. She was wearing a uniform and light makeup, and she looked very beautiful.

"Sir, where are you unwell?" The waitress asked with concern in a soft female voice.

"No," Dou Dong answered her lightly, didn't even look at it, and suddenly said, "Bring me a bowl of rice porridge and add a steamed bun." ”

"We don't have steamed buns here......"

"Whatever, buns, right?"

"Okay, wait a minute."

Although Doudong didn't have the appetite to continue eating now, in order to be able to rest in this place for a while, he had to send the waiter to buy lunch. Otherwise, who would let you sit here for nothing?

It's almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

He recalled the dream just now, and missed the ethereal memories of the past. Then capture a clip, hold on, and never let go......

"Find, find, Bi...... Bi, art. Before his father died, he lay in his arms and uttered these words with his last breath. After saying that, my father hurriedly said goodbye to this world. In addition to leaving regrets in this world, there is only one "child" left, which is the regret of regret......

Through the glass window, Dou Dong saw the trance-like and colorful world outside. He pretended to be calm and clenched his palms, his eyes flashed, and he mourned in silence:

Where the hell will you be?

[To be continued]