It is a statue that symbolizes peace.

As we all know, the original meaning of the idiom "forge a sword into a plow" comes from the long-cherished wish of a group of peace lovers. And when Li Yiquan saw the statue, its meaning was changed in some ways. Because I can't see the original artistic conception, it leaves people with an impression such as ugly and gloomy.

"Yo! What an ugly guy this is! This is the first sentence that Li Yiquan said when he saw it.

Han Yue also shuddered when he saw it for the first time; It can be roughly seen that the image of this "ugly guy" should be a statue of a sword forged into a plowshare:

The man above had his head bowed, holding a hammer in his right hand and a sword in his left.

Exactly!

But Li Yiquan is not too much to say: the statue is almost covered with melted metal, and the man's facial features can no longer be seen clearly, but he can vaguely distinguish the expression of the man working hard to hit the sword with a hammer.

The sword could be said to have become a plough without being forged—something that seemed completely lethal was also covered in a layer of gooey stuff. Overall, the statue, which was supposed to be named "Forged Swords into Ploughshares," was halted halfway through construction.

Or maybe there are other reasons for this: for example, hidden dangers under the shadow of overlapping orders. The only thing that could be said was the hammer, which looked almost formed, with no slimy liquid metal attached to it. It should be a very lethal guy.

"He's smiling so ugly, let's go! I really don't want to see it again. Li Yiquan looked at the statue with disgust.

Han Yue seemed to fall when he saw Ai Pu at first sight: he was not as handsome as the male protagonist in any romance novel, nor did he have a strong traditional perception of "male charm"; But it seems to be those eyes, or rather the look that comes out of those eyes:

The kind of good student who is not a nerd, and it is different from the eyes of a self-righteous spiritual guy; In short, it's somewhere in between, with four points of seriousness and three points of disdain, two points of sleekness and the last point of childish eyes.

Han Yue never thought of how beautiful she was, she was too simple compared to the girl who had just entered middle school and understood how to package herself with expensive cosmetics and strong perfumes; And compared to those girls who are naturally beautiful and full of fragrance without "processing", she is even more insignificant.

However, Han Yue never felt that there was anything wrong with this - there were too many girls like her, not to mention that no matter who it was, she didn't have to hide her seven emotions and six desires; For Han Yue, there was no need to think about it.

Ai Pu turned to look at Han Yue; Sure enough, I haven't seen him for a few years, and Han Yue will never see those complicated looks in his eyes again; It's just that the slightly raised bleak corners of her mouth are still seducing Han Yue, tempting her to "follow" her most primitive ideas.

Finally, Han Yue couldn't help it—she rushed forward and hugged Ai Pu fiercely—the boy who had given her the brightest hope but finally put out the flames.

"Did you know that when you were in high school, I went to your school to see you?"

"Yes. And you've been to me more than once. Ai Pu said lightly, and didn't hug Han Yue back.

"Then why don't you even want to see me!" Han Yue's mind resurfaced such a familiar picture: she risked being caught by the director of the political and educational office several times and skipped school to come to Ai Pu's school on the second night; Even though it was getting late, she hoped that she could find Ai Pu in the dark crowd after school; She was scolded by the security guard at the door, and she was frantically "attacked" by a group of troublesome thugs with laser pointers: that didn't make her see any pain, but if you added a few words of "look at this stupid X", that feeling would never be the same again.

It's just that Ai Pu never appeared again until Han Yue found out that Ai Pu had a new girlfriend; So much so that she was not even interested in listening to the lace news about Ai Pu later.

"Listen, Han Yue." Ai Pu said coldly, he didn't choose to reach out and hug the girl in front of him: "It's better for you and me not to mention the past." Also, I want to tell you that the overlap is over. ”

"Overlap? It's over? What are you talking about! Han Yue slammed Ai Pu away, as if she was holding a man she was completely unfamiliar with just now.

"You still don't understand." Ai Pu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This era has changed since the clock could not read the time information correctly. Don't you wonder why your father at the time of the car accident and your mother before her insanity are at your house? Like them, we will all be the ...... of the executors of the last days."

"Executive, do you understand? To put it mildly, it is the victim of the chaotic order, which can be referred to as the product of order; If you say it's more upscale, it's just the leftovers that are spent making games. ”

"You may be right, but how do you know that?"

Li Yiquan bought a house in the old city — a little money she had saved from working for a few years, as well as money her parents had sent her every year in the past few years overseas.

For some reason, Li Yiquan is a child forgotten by his parents. But this also has advantages: sometimes the two forget whether they have sent money to the daughter who is about to be named, and they will send a second amount of money again; They don't love her, but they will never let her live a poor life without money - I don't know if this is a rare conscience.

After coming here, Li Yiquan invited Xiao Junyan to live with her; Xiao Junyan naturally will not refuse: after all, there is no one in the police station, whether it is out of pleasure or the instinct of a social animal.

Li Yiquan turned to look at Chang Xue, who was walking behind: "I said, you guys should hurry up!" Hey, Xiao Junyan, is there any new task? "This is really naked scorn and a little jealousy - Xiao Junyan's forgetful bastard took pity on Chang Xue who jumped off the building, and he had to hand her over to himself; Li Yiquan felt angry when she thought about it, and she was so angry that she wanted to laugh: in order to leave a ladylike impression on this man, she actually agreed to take her to live together; When have I ever been as obedient and compromised as I am today!

"Got it." still replied lukewarmly, "I'm really interested in the cause of Chang Xue's fall from the building...... I'm sorry, it's my occupational disease. ”

"Occupational diseasesOccupational diseases, these three can be any reason to exploit loopholes!" Li Yiquan said angrily: "I think you should be ready to take precautions at any time!" I don't want anything to go wrong! ”

Chang Xue's voice came from behind: "She looks like she's angry!" ”

Hmph, acquaintance is the best!

"I want to ...... We can stop for a moment and take a look at this. Xiao Junyan stopped, bent down and picked up a white thing. I'll just say, I'm going to have to find something again. There's been a lot of going on along the way. ”

"A nice bow!" Chang Xue said.

"Just, where did the blood come from?" Xiao Junyan said, slowly removing the part of his thumb that was pressing, it was covered with blood, and the blood was flowing down, soaking half of the white bow, dyeing it half red and half white.

"Let's go further. The man must have been hit in the head by something, and he lost blood from the thumpping part. "Follow the road ahead, as Xiao Junyan said, there are indeed blood stains on the ground. And it's getting heavier and heavier, and it doesn't mean to disappear at all-

Liang Qin originally planned to go home.

As she walked through thousands of intersections and left the home where she had lived for thousands of days, she could no longer consider the place where she lived to be "home." Because when she walked through this familiar street and came to that familiar "home", she found that her home had lost its appearance.

I don't know when this will be the case at home. When I got up, I found myself lying on a stone slab, and my back hurt terribly; When I opened the cupboard, the clothes inside were gone, and it became a world of rats, crickets, and beetles. She walked outside the door and saw that her home had become a foul-smelling cave. She really doesn't want this home anymore. But there will always be a little nostalgia.

Even if you don't miss "home", you will miss this place. What are you doing outside? Instead of starving and freezing to death, it is better to die in the place you know best. It can be regarded as a return to the original point, which also proves the sentence in traditional culture "Fallen leaves return to their roots".

But this dream seems to be far away from her, and she doesn't know if this is fate or fate.

Liang Qin walked through familiar streets, passing dead trees; Of course, she also passed by the statue that was supposed to be called "Sword Forged into Ploughshare".

As she passed by it, she stopped and stared at it. It's like visiting an old friend; But her eyes revealed her true thoughts: because the "casting the sword into a plow" she saw was no longer the original "casting a sword into a plow".

She has known "forging swords into ploughshares" for a long time. It's never been like this. She wouldn't have thought about who would be injured here.

She was the only one in this place for a long time.

Incredible things always happen when you're lonely

It seemed that the man who forged a sword as a plough picked up the hammer and struck Liang Qin on the forehead with a hammer, so hard that she almost fainted. Touching his forehead, this is not a dream, it is a reality.

The forehead was bleeding, and the white bow was soaked with blood. The statue that was supposed to be called "Sword Forged into a Ploughshare" still stands there, as if it didn't know anything.

Stumbling like a dying butterfly.

Liang Qin still couldn't get to the house, and she collapsed. The red-dyed bow fell to the ground, blown by the wind to an unknown strange road.