Chapter 211: Accession to the WTO

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When Ling Shucheng opened the door, .

His movements are light. So it wasn't until the little warm yellow creature meowed a few times in his direction that the little girl in the kitten-colored dress turned her head back consciously.

"That...... Am I in your way? The little girl looked at him intently, and immediately patted the folds in her skirt and stood up, her voice as thin as a mosquito's nest.

The kitten was startled by her movements, and immediately jumped up the stairs, snatched a small piece of jerky from the little girl's hand, and ran away in an instant.

"Nope." Ling Shucheng closed the door with his backhand and politely kept his distance against the wall, "It's me who bothered you." โ€

The apartment is home to a large number of residents, so all the public spaces are relatively open. Not to mention letting two thin people walk side by side, it is more than enough for four people to carry up and down the sofa.

"That...... Excuse me, are you the patient who moved in recently? The little girl's face was a little red, and her round eyes were timid.

"Hmm." Ling Shucheng responded, and said a few more words under the other party's slightly eager gaze, "Are you living opposite ......?" โ€

"Uh-huh, we're neighbors. But this is the first time I've seen you. The little girl's eyes lit up, but she quickly lowered her head, "I used to see a lot of doctors coming and going every day, and I thought you were ...... Eh, speaking of which, are you going out alone now? Does that matter? โ€

"The medicine prescribed by the doctor is very effective, and I am much better." Ling Shucheng replied in accordance with the other party's words.

"That's good, that's good." The little girl nodded like pounding garlic, and then suddenly startled, and began to apologize, "I'm sorry, you must have something to do when you go out, right?" I'm sorry to delay you......"

"It's fine." Ling Shucheng's face was flat, and he didn't talk much, but his tone was quite soft.

"That'...... If you feel better in the future, you are always welcome to come to my house. The little girl plucked up her courage, "My mother's baked biscuits are really delicious, and the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters around me are all praising ......."

"Okay." Ling Shucheng felt a little subtle helplessness in his heart, and as soon as he agreed, he saw the little girl bowing deeply as if worshipping the Buddha, and quickly turned her head and ran in the direction where the kitten fled.

The sudden hiccup came to an end. Ling Shucheng pulled out the key from the flower bed and went downstairs unhurriedly by holding on to the railing.

The sky was still overcast. After a week of rain, the mechanical cleaners worked overtime to prune and prune many dusty plants. Ling Shucheng walked around the edge of a sunken mud puddle, raised his head, and for the first time took a serious look at the city made of tempered glass and alloy tracks.

Contrary to what the little girl who happened to bump into him, he didn't actually have any purpose when he went out this time. Flash Dance. After wandering around the street for a while, Ling Shucheng queued for twenty-eight minutes in front of the nearest entrance with the flow of people, and then squeezed in casually without looking at the line.

After three stops of shoving, shoving, shoving, and shoving, he was finally able to sit down in a window seat. The glass reflected his still unpale face, and then overlapped with the speeding world outside the window.

Public transport is the blood of the city, connecting skyscrapers and capsule hotels, square streets and broken hills. Ling Shucheng took out the little relevant information in his mind, and after confirming the direction of the return trip against the route map posted on the opposite wall, he successfully squinted for a while in the noisy voices.

It wasn't until his gauze-wrapped knee was hit by a hard trunk that he slowly opened his eyes and vaguely listened to a group of student-looking people chirping apologies.

"It's fine." He noticed that the other party was still carrying a tent that was not light, and guessed that the group was originally planning to go out camping, "Need help?" โ€

In the end, he got out of the car in a completely unfamiliar place with the group of students with two big bags, and then politely declined the other party's invitation to go to the beach for a barbecue, and continued to stroll through the unfamiliar streets.

This should have been a leisurely thing, but Ling Shucheng's expression was still very uneasy.

Two children, one tall and one short, were lying on the glass window outside the cake shop, watching the flower-like decoration take shape in the hands of the pastry chef. The young shopping guide stood at the door in fancy clothes to solicit customers, his sweaty hair raised by the breeze. The gray-haired old man sat on a bench on the side of the street, perhaps waiting for his chess buddies to arrive, or just resting alone.

The world after the rain is clear and hazy. Ling Shucheng felt as if there was a thin veil between him and them.

He suddenly remembered the days when he came into contact with the people on the fleet more than half a year ago when he went to the stormy Zhuan for a mission.

The nephew of the leader of the fleet, the young man who always liked to wear a striped shirt, had said something to him that he had not yet fathomed but had to care about.

"You may be able to understand the pain of others. But people like you will probably never be able to understand the root cause of other people's suffering. โ€

It turns out that many people can easily understand themselves. Ling Shu thought sincerely.

More than one person has told him that he is really lacking in "human touch" in many ways. From childhood to adulthood, everything around him was like seeing flowers in a fog. He saw it and thought he understood, but when there was no one around him to guide him in front, he found that this dull pain in his heart was still chaotic.

As Yuan Sui said, he is a person who does not have any hobbies. Endless work filled most of his life.

And these people, in the past twenty-five years, have also died one after another.

Among the people around you, it is never a good thing to have only your own life. Ling Shucheng remembered the honesty and withdrawal before the first year, and remembered that she had admitted that her luck was very bad and even "a little ominous" when she was idle. At that time, he thought that he could empathize, so he made a package ticket with great words, but he almost died in front of Yuan Sui.

Unconsciously clenching his fists, Ling Shucheng stood still in the middle of the road, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He remembered the colorful dream of the first year that he accidentally glimpsed through the hand of the moon bird, and also recalled the evaluation of his heart by the "false god" who was held up by mortals.

It's barren.

Ling Shucheng had no way to refute.

Covering his mouth and coughing a few times, Ling Shucheng helplessly watched the wound on his shoulder collapse again because of this little movement. His long-dormant body finally began to declare a strike, and he slowly moved to the side of the street, hoping that he did not hinder those who were hurrying towards his goal.

Ling ...... Ling Shucheng? A familiar female voice came from behind.

There should be very few people who know him in this realm. Ling Shucheng looked back in surprise and saw a slightly tanned face.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Gan Yao? "He still has a good memory, so he quickly recognized it.

"Oh my God, is it really you?" Gan Yao's expression was even more surprised than his, "I thought I recognized the wrong person...... How did you end up here? โ€

Ten minutes later, the two sat down by the window in a cafรฉ down the street.

"It's such a coincidence." Gan Yao pushed the menu in front of him, "Since you have been ...... After that, I came here. If you calculate carefully, more than half a year has passed. โ€

"I came here almost a month ago." Ling Shucheng pushed the menu back, waved his hand by the way, and said calmly, "The reason is the same as you." โ€

"Well, I heard. Now all the ships ...... It's all gone. Gan Yao glanced at him cautiously, and decided to divert this unpleasant question first, "Don't be polite to me, just order, I'll have a treat." Otherwise, if we just sit like this, we will definitely be kicked out for a while. Worried that the persuasion was not enough, she hurriedly added in a joking tone, "Seriously, I can completely figure it out and let go of everything in the past to come here, you are a great achievement." โ€

"You can order it." Ling Shucheng propped one hand on the table and pressed his eyebrows, "I shouldn't be able to eat casually now." โ€

"Huh?" Gan Yao didn't react, "What's wrong with you?" Speaking of which, you really don't look very good at this time, are you hurt by something? โ€

"Yes." Ling Shucheng replied very dryly.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ It's been so long, and you're still the same. Gan Yao was a little embarrassed by his attitude, "No, it's not, why do you seem to be more ...... Awkward? โ€

"Awkward." Ling Shucheng repeated in a low voice, then looked up at her, "Follow-up, why do you think so?" โ€

"Well, that's what I'm going to say." Gan Yao was really asked, and it took a while to come up with an answer that he thought was smart, "Just ...... After hearing others say this about themselves, although they will mumble a few words in their hearts, most of them will not ask so fiercely in person, right? โ€

"Yes." Ling Shucheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly asked without a word, "Can you give me a glass of wine?" โ€

Gan Yao nodded habitually, but quickly reacted: "No, aren't you injured?" What else do you drink? โ€

"That's right." Ling Shucheng was actually quite cooperative, "Then forget it." โ€

"You...... What the hell is going on? Rao is Gan Yao is not keen, and he can see that the person in front of him is obviously very wrong, "You can't still have a fever, right?" Sneaking out of the hospital? That's not going to work, I'll tell youโ€”"

"Nope. Of course not. Ling Shucheng's voice was a little tired. He looked at Gan Yao, who was full of words and stopped, and for a moment he wanted to ask something, but he finally gave up because he couldn't express it at all.

"You...... It must have been a hard time for most of the year, right? Gan Yao could only stubbornly continue the conversation, "I really didn't expect that there were so many bad things hidden in the ship, but what I didn't expect was that the water city that had stood for decades was actually gone...... Alas, the world is unpredictable. โ€

Seeing that the other party still didn't talk, Gan Yao laughed a few times, ordered a few refreshments casually, and then said: "But no matter what, you and I can still sit here and eat and drink alive, it's already considered very lucky, I heard that ......" She hesitated slightly, "Many of the people who used to hold important positions on the ship have either been imprisoned or executed......

"That's right." Ling Shucheng replied expressionlessly, "I'm lucky. โ€

The silver knife and fork touched the plate, and Gan Yao asked in the most serious and sincere tone: "What are you?" The soul is not guarded. Speaking of, how do you hang out alone? Aren't you still hurt? Nobody cares about you? So how did you get here? โ€

"I'm thinking. I just want to come out and relax. The injury doesn't matter anymore. There are quite a few people who control me. I squeezed the car here. Ling Shucheng continued to answer in turn with an expressionless face.

"You-" Gan Yao bit his lip, "You're really going to me off!" If I had known, I wouldn't have called you, sister, it's very annoying. โ€

After being silent for a long time, Ling Shucheng suddenly raised his head again and asked in a low voice, "Generally speaking, should I say something at this time?" โ€

almost wanted to turn around and leave, Gan Yao calmed down, and said angrily: "Forget it, I don't care about patients." โ€

The question was not answered, Ling Shucheng coughed lightly twice, and asked again: "You...... Do you have any regrets? โ€

"Nonsense. Anyone has it. Gan Yao was still sulking at the plate, "For example, when I was in elementary school, I didn't buy a class uniform because my family didn't have money, but I couldn't laugh when I took a graduation photo, and I played inexplicably when I tried the second time, and I ended up in a military school and was guilty, and for example, ......" Her eyes darkened, "I fell in love with a boss who was hungry for profit, and as a result, I not only helped do a lot of dirty work, but also almost lost my whole life...... Something like that. โ€

Ling Shucheng paused for a moment and said softly, "I'm sorry. โ€

"What do you apologize for? And I want to thank you. โ€

"The boss you speak of should have died at the hands of my men." Ling Shucheng lowered his eyes, "So I think I still have to apologize." โ€

"Poof." Gan Yao couldn't help but laugh out loud for a moment, "Oh, okay, I know." To put it mildly, he really deserves it. โ€

Ling Shucheng nodded and shook his head again.

"What's wrong?" Gan Yao raised his eyebrows.

"There is no one in the world who absolutely deserves to die." Ling Shucheng replied in a low voice, "He died only because we had a different position......

"Nonsense." Gan Yao was upright, and put on the posture of an elder and refuted sharply, "For the sake of his position of power, he burned, killed, and plundered all kinds of evil." Wouldn't such a person deserve to die? You're too tolerant of people, right? โ€

Encouraged by Ling Shucheng's obvious expression of surprise, she continued, "You weren't bothered about this just now, were you?" OMG. Even if we put aside good and evil, good and evil, he and I are both soldiers. When you meet on the battlefield, do you have to ask one by one, 'Who really wants to sacrifice their lives for the country, and who is just here to eat?' No kidding! Who do you think you are, the angels who judge who should go to heaven and who should go to hell? โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Angels should not care about the other side of hell. Ling Shucheng cautiously retorted, "Besides, I don't believe in this either, it's just ......."

"Ling Shucheng, we are all mortals. It's human beings who make mistakes, and the more people who do it, the more they make mistakes, and there's no shame in that. Gan Yao's patience didn't last long, and he was soon defeated in the other party's seemingly unmoved expression, "Forget it, forget it, I can't see that you seem to be a little smart on weekdays, but you can't think of such a trivial thing clearly." That's all I have to say, think about it yourself. โ€

The waiter serving the tea seemed to be taken aback by the atmosphere between the two, and almost poured boiling water on Gan Yao. Ling Shucheng looked out the window for a while, and said to himself, "I want to go and see the sea." โ€

"If you want to go, you don't have anything to do at this time!" Gan Yao took the handkerchief handed by the waiter and wiped the water droplets on his clothes with great effort.

"You're right." Ling Shucheng looked at her and repeated solemnly, "You're right. โ€