Wherever these monsters go, a lot of people will die, I see a lot of corpses, old people, women, children, they like to kill, and wherever they go, they will use their long big knives to hold people's corpses high into the sky, like victors showing off their trophies and medals, and the smell of blood spreads in the streets.

My father was a soldier, and in that war-torn world, in order to protect his family, men and women had to join the army, which was both an obligation and an honor.

When my father was going to be a soldier, my mother cried very sadly, I don't know why, I only know that my mother didn't send him off when my father left, he must be very sad to go, my mother said she didn't want to send my father, she was afraid that this would be an eternal parting, I can understand her feelings, she will wait every day, waiting for her father to come back early, there are peace charms hanging everywhere in the house, these peace charms are made by me and my mother and a robot nanny, my mother said that as long as the heart is sincere, the Buddha will bless my father to return safely.

Once a one-eyed man broke into my house, I was not at home at that time, I went outside to buy the materials needed to make peace charms, when I came to the door of the house I found that there were a lot of people around my house, the collapsed house and the raging fire burned the whole day red, I was crazy at that time, I ran desperately towards the house, Mom, Mom was still inside, when I was about to rush into the flames, the machine nanny pulled me tightly, I desperately broke free, my eyes were full of angry flames, The flames burned wildly under my eyes, making my expression a little terrifying.

"Young master, Madam said that you should not be sad, go to the army to find your father, I regret that I can no longer protect you, you must take care of yourself." I didn't hear what the machine nanny said, I felt like my world was falling apart, I followed the crowd of people looking around for the armor to protect us, I knew that there would be a father in those armors, they all had numbers, I found my father's former comrades from those numbers, Uncle Ed, Uncle Ed told me that my father was dead, I thought I would cry, but I was calm, if my father was here, maybe my mother would not have died tragically in that merciless fire, that war took away the two people I loved the most.

It pains me to suddenly recall this memory, and when I woke up from this nightmare I found Ivanov right next to me.

"Wake up, no longer shouting about mom in your dreams!" Hearing this, my face turned slightly pale, and I looked at Ivanov and asked a little crampedly: "You heard what I said in my dream." ”

"Why are you here?"

"Ha, Conway, are you sleepy, this joke is not funny at all, didn't you invite us over, let's say, what kind of emotion are you going to express."

I looked around, there was no one else except Ivanov, I frowned and asked, "What about Chen Bo and Junxi?" ”

"Xiaowei's body is very weak, Chen Bo, this kid has finally opened his mind, he can't rest assured, he has been taking care of his little girlfriend, Junxi him, this kid has been very strange since he went back, and his temper seems to have become very impatient recently."

I'm a little worried about Junxi, what happened before makes me extremely concerned, and I have a strong premonition in my heart, that person is not Junxi, I'm afraid that Junxi will disappear from my side, and when I think that the person around me will become a stranger you don't know, I feel a little empty psychologically.

In a dark room, there was a man curled up in the quilt on the bed, he wrapped himself tightly in a thick quilt as if he had shrunk into a snail shell, as if he wanted to be separated from the world around him forever, his body was trembling, his thin arms were tightly wrapped around him, and the other hand he was hiding with a thick quilt.

The whole room is like a badly wounded soldier, there are marks of sharp knives everywhere, on the walls, on the table, there is no place that has survived, when you walk into this room, you will feel a little uncomfortable breathing, this room gives people a strong sense of depression.

There are many paintings in the room, but these paintings are splashed with ink, and the ink slowly flows down the walls to the ground, and the whole room is like a distorted painting, and every corner reveals a decadent artistic style. If you look closely at these paintings, you will find the shadow of the truth in the black overlay, and those paintings all express a theme, the one-eyed man, and all the paintings are painting the one-eyed man.

"Junxi, Junxi, are you in the room? I'm Conway. "The atmosphere here made me nervous and cautiously approached the sensitive little animal.

"Don't come here, get out of here!" As I slowly groped my way closer to the bed, a sudden roar made me stop, and through the faint sunlight shining in from outside, I saw the silhouette of the quilt curled up, like an insecure child, so helpless, so pitiful.

"Junxi, what's wrong with you, don't be afraid, I'm Conway, I won't hurt you." I slowly and tentatively continued to approach the bed, and just as I was about to touch his soft hair, suddenly Junxi's hand cut through the quilt and bounced out of the quilt, like an unsheathed knife, the sharp blade that shimmered with cold light slashed through my face, and red blood flowed down my skin and dripped on the bed.

Something had happened, and the sudden change made me freeze in place, and it seemed that my brain had become wooden, and it was not until a long time that I mechanically raised my arm and wiped the blood from my face with my fingers. An incredible look looked at Junxi, who had a somewhat painful expression.

"Junxi, your hand." It seemed as if something had been shoved into my throat and I couldn't make a sound, I felt horror, the hands were like the hands of a one-eyed man, the fear of my friend becoming strange suddenly drilled into my head, I shook my head violently, as if everything in front of me was like a dream.

"Conway, don't look at me, I beg you not to look at me, I don't want you to see me like this, do you think it's scary, like a monster, Conway, I'm indeed a one-eyed person, no, it's me who became a one-eyed person, Conway, help me, I'm so scared!" Junxi desperately grabbed his hair, the feeling of madness like a person who was about to be driven crazy, he slowly walked towards me, every step was like his silent cry for help.

"Junxi, why did you become like this?" I forced myself to calm my frantic heart, looked at the knife-like arm and asked cautiously.

"I don't know, I have strange dreams every day, that's not me, that's not my memory." Junxi said as he threw all the paintings against the wall in front of me, the scenes of those paintings are very unfamiliar, I have never seen them, they are not like the scenery of the earth, maybe these paintings are the scenery of the one-eyed people, the planet where they are located.

There are two one-eyed people in the painting, they are like brothers, but also like friends, there is a scene of them looking for a partner in the wreckage of the war, there is a scene of them sitting together and laughing, these scenes are connected together like a person's life, there is happiness, there is sadness, there is anger, there is also hope, I look very seriously, but also feel a little confused, why Junxi wants to paint these, how did he think of these scenes.

"Junxi, what's wrong with you, are you still the Junxi I know?" I held him tightly in my arms despite his resistance, and I felt my hand stroking his hair trembling slightly, and I was scared, really scared.

"Conway, if I become a one-eyed man, are you still my good friend?"

"Yes, I said it, I don't care who you are, in my eyes you will always be Jin Junxi, my friend of Conway!"

"It's enough to have your words." A tear fell on the back of my hand, cold, like the temperature in the room, until my heart, Junxi at this time felt so ethereal, like air without reality, as if it would disappear from my side at any time.

The next day Junxi left, I don't know where he went, I couldn't find him anywhere, and the empty room was left with only the broken paintings and a letter for me.