Chapter 1: The Sinking of the Will
On New Year's Day 2100, mankind entered the 22nd century, which was a blessing for human civilization.
The sky is dark, the earth is choked and weeping, and in the smog-shrouded city, travelers have to wear a variety of oxygen-purifying masks and see-through glasses. The road is the original road, the building is eternal but has the same aging process as human beings, but the wind is not the original wind, the air is not the original air, and the sky is no longer the original sky.
It was another rainy night and it was very windy. He opened his tired eyes slightly, and everything in the room was blurry and dim. He looked closely at the room that didn't belong to him, the cobwebs on the lampshade fluttering in the wind in the faint yellow light, and the picture frame on the desk was a half-torn photograph. The room only has a window of less than one square meter, and the dark blue wallpaper has begun to rot and stink in the humid environment all year round, and the mess on the bed is a thorn in his heart.
He sat up with his hands on his tired body. His chapped lips were pale in color, and they were already peeling, and he breathed heavily, looking at the messy room to see if there was pure water, and now he was in a particularly bad condition, and if he didn't drink any more water, he would die of thirst.
Walking to the bathroom full of disgusting smells, he stood in front of the sink, twisted the tap water switch on it with his hand, and as he expected, there was not even a drop of water, because he was mentally prepared in advance, and he was not disappointed. It's just that when he looked at the dusty mirror, and saw the scumbag and tired face in the mirror, his sadness came spontaneously in his heart, he didn't expect that he would live like this, he wanted to shed tears but no tears.
As he turned to leave the bathroom, he saw a rusty blade in the mossy corner, and he paused and looked back at the grime mirror. Staring intently at the strange and familiar face in the mirror, they looked at each other for about a minute before he looked away with disdain.
He picked up the rusty blade in the corner of the wall and tried to scrape the stubble off his face, but the blade was not sharp, the stubble was not shaved clean, and there were several small wounds on his face that were cut by the blade, and the scarlet blood spilled out of his face.
His name is Jing Xiaoshu, born on January 1, 2070, that is, thirty years ago today, it was a sunny and light day, however, thirty years later, the rain and mourning wind gusted, the earth was ruined, earthquakes and tsunamis became commonplace, acid rain and ice stones were smashed from the sky, and there was no return to the world full of joy and laughter.
Jing Xiaoshu's father was a special forces captain who died in battle ten years ago in order to eliminate an international wanted organization that threatened the fate of mankind. For Jing Xiaoshu, this was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, he was competing in the United States on behalf of China Sanda at that time, and he barely beat the American player, but it was not the limit of his physical fitness that made him fall when he just stepped down, but the video sent by his mother. In his cognition, the invincible father and enlightenment teacher who taught him Sanda was sacrificed, and he didn't know the details, but he knew that his mother, who was a scientist, had always been rigorous, not joking, and saying whatever she wanted. Jing Xiaoshu accepted this fact, and he hurriedly returned to China, hoping to see his father for the last time.
Nine years ago, Jing Xiaoshu's mother was in charge of researching the composition of a meteorite from an alien galaxy, and during the experiment, the meteorite mysteriously exploded, and the entire laboratory building was annihilated in the flames of the explosion. The news of his mother's death dropped a bomb in Jing Xiaoshu's heart, which shattered his heart, unable to breathe, and sat down on the ground in a dejected manner, and his life began to decadent. Two years later, Jing Xiaoshu's girlfriend finally left him crying.
Now Jing Xiaoshu is a young man who lives a nest full of anger, and those former friends and relatives have given up on him, and he also feels that he doesn't need to keep in touch with relatives and friends anymore. The more he fell, the more sad he became, and finally chose to end his unsightly life in the rushing river.
Jing Xiaoshu is a flower cultivated in a greenhouse, once no one gives him sunlight, watering, fertilizing, he will wither and die, when the temperature of this greenhouse changes, the flower will wither and wither without sunlight and water.
Many people say that Jing Xiaoshu is excellent, but not strong. If in the rushing river, he drowned, then his fate, but if he survived, it was his luck.
The god of luck favored this once beautiful youth. At the moment when Jing Xiaoshu just jumped off the river, he was captured by the "Skynet camera", and the police immediately contacted the nearby lifeboat through the accurate positioning systemγγγγγγ
Jing Xiaoshu opened his tired eyes, he saw a familiar face, the tiredness of his eyes brought him visual blur, he was still not sure if it was her, until her voice came into his auditory perception, he dared to be sure, it was her!
She is Jing Xiaoshu's ex-girlfriend, her name is Li Shi, she is as beautiful as her name, tall, delicate cheeks, and bright eyes, no wonder Jing Xiaoshu has been thinking about her until the moment she lost it.
Jing Xiaoshu once also wanted to find Li Shi back and start over, but his humble heart and fragile dignity always prevented him from taking brave steps, and when Li Shi started again and had a new lover, he was completely dead, he no longer thought that he was worthy of Li Shi, so he disappeared in Li Shi's world.
After looking at the surrounding environment and Li Shi's work uniform, Jing Xiaoshu immediately realized that he was lying on the hospital bed, the world he wanted to escape from didn't know if he was unwilling to give up he was playing tricks on him, he never thought that he would see Li Shi again and see her at such an embarrassing moment.
The ward where Jing Xiaoshu lives was opened for him at Li Shi's expense, and the environment is much better than other wards, with projection TVs, indoor plants, and the most important thing is that the sound insulation of this ward is particularly good and quiet.
Jing Xiaoshu, who saw Li Shi again, was very excited at first, and then sad, looking forward to seeing her and hoping never to see her, at least at this moment, don't see her, but she stood in front of her, those beautiful eyes covered a layer of distressed tears, once upon a time, she made a promise in her heart that she only loved Jing Xiaoshu in this life, at this moment, she broke her promise and got along with others, this is her condemnation of her conscience and helplessness in the face of life.
After Jing Xiaoshu's mother was killed, Li Shi's family immediately secretly looked for a suitable partner for him, Li Shi and his family struggled for two years, and finally under the economic crisis of the family business, through the introduction of his stepmother, he chose a large enterprise CEO who was fifteen years older than himself, and as a result, the Li family survived an economic crisis.
The awkward and quiet atmosphere was alleviated by Li Shi's crisp voice, she smiled with tears in her eyes, looked at Jing Xiaoshu who was lying on the hospital bed and stared at her, and said to herself, "I don't know whether to be happy or sad now." β
Jing Xiaoshu, who was immersed in memories and had been staring at Li Shi's delicate and beautiful cheeks, did not respond, but after hearing Li Shi's voice, he immediately turned his face to the other side, and at the same time his body was hiding in the opposite direction of Li Shi.
"I know you don't want to see me now, but since it's a tie of fate, we can still be good friends, I've been looking for you secretly for so many years, just hoping that you can face reality and face yourself." Li Shi stretched out her snow-white wrist and wanted to touch this depraved young man with her hand, when her slender fingers just touched Jing Xiaoshu, she never thought that Jing Xiaoshu would suddenly burst out, and shouted loudly in the face of the woman she once loved the most, "You go!" I don't want you to see me like this, I'm no longer worthy of you, I don't even have the qualifications to be your friend, I will only feel more uncomfortable when I see you. β