Lu Ming began to read the letter with heavy and complicated emotions, trembling from the beginning.

Xiao Ming, when you read this letter, Grandpa should have died, don't be too sad, I already know that my time is running out.

So I wrote this letter, I don't worry about you, I want to leave you something, I want to ask you to give you one last thing.

If you've read my diary, you've probably learned about the rest of my life, a rotten person, alcoholism, and gambling.

I spent most of my life in the muddy days, and I always wondered why God was so unkind to me, and always let pain and disaster come to me again and again.

It wasn't until I met you that all this changed, and at that moment I finally understood that all the hardships of my life were endured for the sake of meeting you, you are a gift from God, and you are my greatest treasure.

Xiao Ming, you are a genius, a genius like no other in the world, you have some precious emotions, sympathy, kindness. This is your greatest treasure and your most dangerous weakness.

I once thought about asking you to give up your cultivation talent, so that you can live a good and stable life, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you will leave me forever one day.

However, you have to do your own thing in the end, and you can't spend your life in vain and muddy like me. I hope you can have a lofty ideal, no matter what it is, even if it is to be a cook or a drama, as long as you have an ideal, it is good, and with an ideal life, you will have a head.

You have to be careful of the people in the world, this world is very sinister, there are all kinds of people. I want you to remember yourself as you are and always maintain your precious kindness and compassion.

I've seen too many people who have been corrupted by power, and I don't want you to be like that, a puppet of power and money.

Don't always pretend to be an adult, although I really want you to grow up quickly, but it's not good to be too mature, don't put all the burden on yourself, what time to do something, children, you have to be carefree.

You have to remember to eat well, and take good care of yourself after I'm gone, don't always make up two meals and finish it, take care of your body.

I kept my treasure in a chest under the bed with our savings.

Xiao Ming, grandpa will pray for you, pray for you forever, I will watch you quietly in the sky, watch you marry a wife and have children, and live happily for the rest of your life.

I'm usually thin-skinned, I can't always say anything sincere, and I'm not good at sensationalism. But Grandpa still wants to tell you that Grandpa loves you and will always love you.

Lu Ming quietly read the short letter, his chest rose and fell, and all kinds of emotions were mixed together.

"Grandpa loves you and will always love you", this sentence is engraved in my mind like a seal.

Lu Ming put the diary aside and pulled out the heavy box from under the bed.

There are two lanterns with villains painted in it, portraits of two people when they were lanterns last year, an ugly scarf that Old Man Lu knitted for him last winter, and a small box with a black space bracelet in it.

The scarf was very ugly, short and thick, made of white wool, Lu Ming wrapped it around his neck, only enough to wrap it around twice, and it also carried threads, and the width was inconsistent, wide in front and narrow in the back.

Looking at this ridiculous scarf, Lu Ming couldn't laugh at all.

Losing his strength, Lu Ming felt that all the bones in his body had been drained, and the warmth brought by the scarf strangled his neck fiercely, like a gallows, hanging him in mid-air, out of breath.

Suddenly, Lu Ming felt sad, he thought that he was sad enough the moment he saw Old Man Lu's corpse, but now it was as if there were a pair of invisible hands, fiercely uncovering his scars, and spreading salt grains and insects and ants on it.

The tidal wave of sorrow swallowed Lu Ming and rolled him to the bottom of the water, and the feeling of suffocation and coldness came up little by little.

Lu Ming couldn't even cry, just collapsed quietly on the bed.

The sound of rain and flashing lights from outside the window came in through the window, mixed with the noise of the parents and children next door.

The world is so noisy and vast, but it has nothing to do with Lu Ming, and he once again returned to that small and dim corner.

It's like the organs of the whole body decay along with the soul, and dense worms grow on it, leaving only a rotting shell.

Lu Ming didn't know how long he had been lying like this, he couldn't feel anything, and he didn't think about anything.

This feeling is very familiar, Lu Ming seems to have returned to the environment of his previous life, dark and dark.

At that time, I was the same, just lying down, I didn't get up again for a long, long time, lying on the bed smoking cigarettes, watching videos, watching novels, playing games, numbing my nerves, and never standing up again.

So...... Are you going to throw in the towel again? Cowardly compromises with the world, attributing all misfortune to fate, and attributing all suffering to providence.

"No"

A hoarse voice came out of Lu Ming's mouth, and Lu Ming stood up with difficulty holding on to the cabinet, like a patient who had just recovered from a long illness.

His pupils were bloodshot, his face was hideous, and he was sickly white.

Lu Ming walked to the mirror in embarrassment, holding the mirror with both hands, trying his best not to let himself fall, raised his head, and stared at himself in the mirror carefully.

This familiar and unfamiliar face, a hideous and terrifying face like a ghost.

"Why is this happening?"

There was a voice echoing in my head.

Lu Ming seemed to see the marquis smiling in the mirror, and the smile revealed hypocrisy and arrogance.

Fragmented voices kept echoing in his mind, uneasy, weird, and all kinds of syllables urged Lu Ming's emotions.

"Got you, brute"

Lu Ming hammered the mirror hard, the mirror cracked from the middle, and bursts of cracks spread evenly from the landing point to every corner, and sharp and sharp fragments scratched Lu Ming's fist.

The slight pain finally brought Lu Ming back to his senses, and the mirror reflected Lu Ming's shattered body like a kaleidoscope.

The marquis's face faded from the mirror, leaving only Lu Ming himself, and his anger and irritability gradually extinguished.

Lu Ming calmed down again, as if nothing had happened just now, as if he had never been sad, there was only firmness left in his eyes, he took off the ridiculous scarf, carefully folded it and put it in the cabinet.

He went to his room, took out the suit of formal clothes worn by the martial soul when he awakened from the closet, put it on according to the cumbersome dressing procedure, and stared at himself in the mirror.

Then he buttoned off the small pieces of iron at home, put them on the table and carved them one by one, and began to mumble to himself.

"Grandpa, you said that human kindness and compassion are the most beautiful qualities. As you said, you expect me to live in peace, marry a wife, have children, and live a lifetime. ”

Lu Ming piled the carved talisman aside and continued to quickly carry out the next work.

But who can be safe in this chaotic world? Will civilians be able to live in peace? Commoners believe in the goodness of the nobility, and what do they do to you? ”

Lu Ming's speed was very fast, like a precise machine, and it didn't take long to make enough quantities.

When he returned to Old Man Lu's room, he put on the bracelet, put the charms into the bracelet one by one, and wrote down the location of each charm.

"I want to live in peace, but in this damn world, no one can be safe"

Lu Ming carefully checked the number of each charm and the position of it in the bracelet, and looked through the broken lenses to see if his outfit was dignified.

"I know what I want to be, Grandpa"

Lu Ming muttered to himself in the broken mirror, as if he was telling himself, and as if he was confessing.

"I'm going to push this damn aristocratic privilege and crush this damn soul master supremacy. As long as they exist, my life will not be stable.

We can live humbly, we can endure hardships, but they can't trample us to death like bugs. ”

Lu Ming turned around and whispered into the box, his voice containing a sense of rage.

"You pray to the gods, thinking that they can save people from suffering. But unfortunately, there are no gods, only some hypocritical evil gods, only evil nobles, soul masters.

We don't have to pray to them, they deserve to be punished, from men, and one day I will let this god who manipulates fate also be judged by the people. ”

"I'm leaving, Grandpa"

Lu Ming gently stroked the pocket of his jacket and felt a familiar, weird and slippery coldness.

"Do what I have to do and be who I should be."

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