" Brother..." someone called out softly in the darkness.
How annoying! Whose child ran away?
"Big brother." The child shouted again.
So annoying, so annoying, so annoying! Brother? There wasn't any here!
" Brother…I'll be leaving then…" the child said in a low voice, his voice gradually fading away.
He suddenly felt a little sorry for her. The voice that was gradually fading away had a sense of loneliness. It reminded him of the child's back that was fading away, like an abandoned puppy.
"Alright, alright, alright! Which street, which number, and which gate do you live on? What's the name of that unreliable brother of yours? I'll send you home!" He turned over and sat up.
He was sitting on the ground in the sunlight. His white clothes were as bright as the moon. What he saw was a white camelia flower in a thick porcelain bottle. Separated by the flower, a child in white was holding an ink pen and writing on the table, stroke by stroke.
"Hey, you didn't leave? Are you kidding me?" He wanted to say it, but he didn't.
He did something very natural. There was a plate of green grapes on the table. He picked a small bunch from it and handed it to the child across the table.
The child raised his head, his eyes flashing with panic, like a vigilant cub." Brother, there are many people outside.”
What the hell? It was so quiet. He thought.
But naturally, he said something else." Maybe he will die? But, Constantine, don't be afraid.”
"I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid when I'm with my brother…but why…don't you eat me? Eat me, big brother can break through any kind of cage.”the child said seriously.
Eat…you? Although you look very fair and tender, it doesn't mean that you're better than hamburgers. I just ate a hamburger at noon, so I'm not hungry at all. He thought.
"You're good food, but that would be too lonely. For thousands of years, only you and I were together.”Once again, he said something he did not mean.
" But death is really sad. It's like being sealed in a black box, forever, forever, pitch-black…It's like groping in the dark, but the outstretched hand can never touch anything…"
"The so-called fate of the abandoned race is to cross the Wilderness, raise the flag again, and return to their hometown. Death was not scary, it was just a long sleep. Before I can devour this world, rather than trekking alone, I might as well sleep peacefully. We will still wake up." She couldn't believe that such a flashy line would actually come out of his mouth.
"Big brother…when you raise the war flag and devour the world, will you eat me?”The child looked at him, his clear eyes flashing with…anticipation.
Damn it! Was this some kind of " we are a loving cannibal family " drama? But your family ethics are really strange!
"Yes, you will. Then you will be with me and rule the world!”However, he nodded lightly, and his voice was cold and dignified.
The child poured a glass of water from the kettle and handed it to him. He drank it in a daze.
"I'm leaving, brother. Goodbye.”The child stood up.
He wanted to say that he was not your brother, but he only said casually," Goodbye. Be careful. Humans can't be trusted.”
It was another strange line that came out of nowhere.
The child went out and closed the door behind him. He listened to the child's footsteps grow farther and farther away until they completely disappeared.
He suddenly felt a little scared. He thought that he had really lost his mind. What if he let such a small child walk on the streets and was kidnapped? He didn't know how far he would have to walk to find his brother. He became restless. When he finally couldn't hold it in anymore, he got up and ran to the door.
He pushed open the door, and the blazing light shone on his white clothes. It was not sunlight, but fire. In the blazing flames, the city was crying. Charred figures ran in the fire. Thousands of arrows fell from the sky. A huge plaque was burning and falling. On it were the words " White Emperor ". It was simply hell.
In the middle of the city, there was a tall pole. The child was hanging on the top of the pole with his eyes closed. The flames of the entire city were burning him.
It was like a grand sacrifice.
His heart hurt as if a knife was cutting it. What important person had he lost because of his mistake?
He suddenly remembered something. Indeed, he was the child's brother.
" Kance…Tanding." He shouted the name.
He suddenly sat up and opened his eyes in the afternoon sun. His breathing was rapid and his whole body was covered in cold sweat. The noise of the elevated train passing by was outside.
He suddenly felt that this voice was so pleasant to the ear, reminding him that everything in his dream was fake. He was in an ordinary world.
......
I helplessly typed "GG" on the screen ("GG" refers to "Good Game" in competitive games, praising the other party for playing well, which also means admitting defeat) and then switched out of the game. The last scene displayed on the screen was of twelve human cruisers firing their gorgeous Yamato cannons, turning my mother nest into a pool of blood.
I lost the sixth round of the day. The winning ratio was zero to six. This time, I lasted until 22 minutes and 23 seconds before I was taken down. However, I was still taken down in the end. The opponent's micro-control was very good, and they used humans. Human Machine Gunners were a perverse type of soldier in this game. Their firing speed was zero. When they stood still, they would pull their guns and shoot. When they put their guns away, they would run. My dogs couldn't catch up, and they were all blown up on the way.
In the public chat channel, the opponent was speaking frankly and confidently," Humans don't necessarily need tanks to fight Zergs. Experts don't usually use tanks anymore. They start off with a burst of minions, a sea of machine guns and nurses rushing over, continuously eliminating and attacking. Seeing that the other party's minions can't level up fast enough, he can only send troops to fight you. If the hydralisks can't form a party, you win. The cruisers behind them will attack in a formation. That's overwhelming…" I could imagine that fellow's expression dancing with joy.
I switched to QQ. The girl in the baseball cap was still gray and motionless. The other party did not come online, so he waited for nothing again. I scratched my head in disappointment. The other profile picture jumped up. It was a panda that looked very ugly.
"Brother, you're good at playing with the Zergs.”Panda was the guy who defeated him." You're just lacking in micro-control. Your tactical awareness is very good.”
"Alright," I said.
"A box of discounted milk, half a catty of Cantonese sausages, and the new issue of 'Zui Xiao Su' that Ming Ze wants. Come back quickly after you're done buying and pick the celery on the table for me! Also, go to the reception room and see if there are any letters from the United States! Playing games? If you don't care about your own matters at all, if no one accepts you, will you be able to get into a first-tier university? What's the use of spending so much money on you?”His aunt's voice sounded like thunder in the room next door.
My head was buzzing from the shock. I agreed in a stack of voices and jogged out.
The corridor was quiet. He leaned against the door and heard his aunt grumbling. The afternoon sun shone in through the window at the end of the corridor and shone warmly on me. Pure white sheets were drying in the corridor, and the wind outside the window swayed the green leaves.
It's spring again. I'm eighteen this year.
"I live with my uncle and aunt. There's a cousin named Lu Mingze and a person named Ye Ye who's staying at my house temporarily. My cousin studies in the most famous private high school in the area. The tuition is high, the teacher is strict, the luxury cars are like flowing water, and the beauties are like flowing clouds.
There were three months and four days left before I had to take the college entrance examination. These days, it was as if the whole world was roaring in my ears, telling me that the end was coming. I should be filled with fighting spirit and pounce on the model test paper like a murderous fighting rooster, showing my determination to stand out.
However, the greater the pressure, the lazier I became. Other than playing the old game StarCraft, I would lie on the bed and stare at the roof in a daze. I had no interest in my future at all.
As someone who didn't have much of a presence, my laziness wasn't hard to understand.
[PS: A new volume has started. Did someone send me a QAQ message?]~~~
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