Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 144 Vulnerability
She often gave him the opportunity to spend a whole day with her, although even an hour would be enough to satisfy him.

Sometimes when she came, it was only to torture him a little.

She doubted his merits, openly mocked his principles, called him callous, and shaken his confidence in his own strength and ideals.

He endured everything, or in other words, he was willing and willing to bear it all.

When he was with her, he began to meditate, began to worry about gains and losses, and hesitated.

After that, he felt a variety of complex emotions:
A sense of helplessness - how to approach this girl;
A regret - regret for the time not spent with it;

Even the fear—the fear of possibly losing her.

These emotions linger in my mind one after another, lingering.

This is love.

At last she rewarded him with a token—a silver ring.

Finally, he forgot how to live without her in his life, and she finally surrendered to him.

Sasha was born a year later.

In this way, he must protect these two lives no matter what, and even he himself has no right to risk his own life now.

If you were commanding an incredibly powerful army at the age of 25, you might believe that your commands could stop the Earth from spinning.

But it doesn't take great strength to deprive others of their lives, and he will never allow Death to take her away from him.

He never doubted it, but his wife was dying of tuberculosis, and he was powerless to save her.

Until now, he still felt that a certain part of his life had left him with her gone.

Sasha was only 4 years old at the time, but she clearly remembered her mother's appearance and the tunnel that became even more terrifying and empty after her mother left.

In her little world there was a feeling of a bottomless abyss on the verge of death, and she often looked down.

In the abyss of her heart, the indescribable pain healed very slowly.

After two or three years, she gradually stopped calling for her mother in her dreams.

And her father, to this day, still calls her mother's name in his dreams.
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Adama was dead, dying in a deep sleep.

After Su Mengfan finished training, he found that Adama had died so quietly.

Facing this sudden situation, Su Mengfan didn't know what to do for a while.

It won't be long before Sasha will be back.

At that time, it must be unacceptable for her to see this situation.

Now that I have been here for a long time, I gradually fell in love with Sasha, who has a strong personality and is quick to do things.

He found her.

On many nights, he couldn't fall asleep, thinking hard about the appearance of the heroine in his novel, her lips, hands, clothes and breath, her smiles and thoughts.

Finally, he saw such a vivid person in front of him, completely in line with all his imagination.

This girl is the most ideal protagonist in his mind.

But no, he didn't envision the heroine like this at all before—the girl is more delicate, calmer, and older.

She was different, how could he read this girl?
During this time, if it weren't for Sasha's daily outings to find food, he would have been starved to the bone.

Although Sasha's father is paralyzed, Su Mengfan still admires him very much.

Not only because Adama carried Su Mengfan across thousands of meters alone, but also because he knew a lot of knowledge and had an optimistic and positive attitude towards life.

But after all, paper can't cover up the fire, and Sasha finally comes back.

Her father taught her not to cry since she was a child and tried not to let her develop the habit of crying, but now she is speechless about her fate.

Tears rolled down their cheeks by themselves, and there was a small mournful wail from his chest.

She knew what was happening, but hours passed and she still couldn't come to terms with it.

Did he call her for help?

Did he want to say something important to her before he died?
She couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, and even wondered if she was still dreaming.

She felt that there was another world where her father would not die, where her father would not die because of her lethargy and weakness and selfishness.

She squeezed her father's hand that was getting colder but not completely stiff, as if trying hard to warm him up again, and began to murmur brokenly, convincing him and herself:

"You're going to find the car. We're going to get back to the surface, we're leaving in that car. And you're still laughing, laughing like you did the day you brought back the player with the music CD..."

At first, my father sat there half leaning on the pillar, his chin resting on his chest, as if he was dozing off.

Gradually, the body began to slide slowly, and slowly fell into a pool of blood, as if he himself was tired of pretending to be a living person who fell asleep, and he didn't want to deceive Sasha anymore, giving her illusions and hopes.

The wrinkles that seemed to be engraved on his father's face forever were completely stretched out in an instant, as if they had been ironed.

She let go of her father's hand, laid him flat so that he could lie more comfortably, and covered him with a shabby quilt from the beginning.

There was no other way for her to bury her father.

Yes, how much she wanted to move her father to the ground, let him sleep there, looking up at the sky, that sky might become clear and clean again one day.

But maybe before the day when the sky becomes clear, those hungry monsters will eat up my father's body, and they never refuse to come.

But at their station, no one would touch father.

The lifeless south tunnel no longer presents any danger - the only survivors there are a few flying cockroaches;

The northern tunnel is broken, and only leads to a rusty and precarious subway bridge, with only the rails intact.

There are still many residents on the other end of the subway bridge, but no one will cross the bridge out of curiosity to take a look here.

All knew that on the other side was a scorched wilderness, and on the edge of the wilderness stood the station watchhouse, where two exiles doomed to die lived.

If his father was alive, he would never allow Sasha to stay here alone, but so what?
Then Sasha realized that no matter how far she fled, no matter how desperately she tried to get out of this cursed torture chamber, she couldn't really get out of this place.

"Daddy...forgive me, please forgive me." She sobbed, but realized he couldn't hear her anymore.

She took off the silver ring from her father's finger, put it into her overalls pocket, picked up the cage containing a quiet mouse, and staggered toward the north.

There was a long trail of blood on the dusty marble floor behind her.

The shackles were shackled to her for the rest of her life.

Sasha was on her way. She stepped into the station tunnel and into the empty station.

She wanted to be alone for a while, and didn't want Su Mengfan to follow her, or let him see her fragile appearance.

In this station, which has long been turned into a boat of death, ominous signs suddenly appeared.

Flames suddenly burst out from the vertical hole of the tunnel on the opposite side, spreading to my father's body without touching it, and then returned to the depths of darkness, as if not wanting to let my father rest in peace.

(End of this chapter)