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Chapter 576 Chapter 570 · "She met the light."

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

He stared at the dark ceiling, thinking about the meeting just now.

He is "No. [-]" and the person with the highest status. If he can take the opportunity to come up with some plans, he can control the overall situation invisibly.

He closed his eyes and fell back into sleep.

The night wind blows on his cheeks through the window screen, he wraps the quilt around his head, and turns his back to the window.

... so tired.

Before the end of the Eighth World, he had just rested for three short days, and he had also withstood the temptation of the organizer... His mental state has not recovered at all.

Perhaps it was because the night was getting late, and the sound of gunfire outside the window stopped, replaced by a tune that was very similar to the sound of a piano, and someone was playing an instrument.

Amidst the sound of nocturnes to help him fall asleep, he had a dream.

... It was a winter night, and he played a Schubert serenade as a child.

Maybe it was because he was so tired that he actually started to have such a dream.

He missed a note, and the piano case was pressed down by the woman herself, hitting the backs of his hands.

He pushed her away, and when the woman saw the blood, she wailed and said that she would take him to the doctor, but she seemed to forget that this was the injury she had just caused.

【Ming An... Mom, mom is in so much pain. People outside say that mom has no skills but no emotions. You have emotions, why can't your skills keep up? 】

【You don't know how much your mother envies you. Your piano sound is the most precious treasure of your mother.But why, why are you wasting this talent? 】

[If I didn't meet your father... If your father could spend more time with your mother, if your father didn't need to be on duty, training, on duty, or staying out at night...]

[If dad can be by my mother's most vulnerable time, if dad doesn't always disappear... Mom won't be like this at all...]

Anxiety, sadness, joy, anger... He had never seen such a mixture of emotions on a person's face.

The woman's expression was half happy and half angry, as if half of her face had been torn apart. One corner of her mouth was upturned and she was smiling, but the corner of her mouth could not be controlled to press down in anger.

She reached out and grabbed his blood-stained wrist, as if to crush his bones.

So he rushed out without hesitation and rushed downstairs.

A woman is one that makes it hard for him to judge.

... If you really want to say, she is a lunatic, a lunatic with abnormal mentality. Only music can bring her black and white life to life, and only emotional music can enter her almost rigid brain.

Her love of the piano and music has grown to a terrifying degree.

Sometimes, she almost knelt down and begged him to play the piano, looking at him like a lover...but when he made a mistake, she wanted to break his hand with a gesture of hatred.

【Ming An, Ming An, don't leave... Mom knows she's wrong, so stay with Mom, Mom will take you to see a doctor. 】

[Healed hand, mom will teach you to play Debussy's "Moonlight", okay... Bach, Canon, Czerny... Mom will practice with you every day, don't leave...]

【Ming An, mom is in so much pain, it's so painful...Mom wants to die, but mom doesn't want to part with you...】

He didn't look back.

The only thing that keeps a woman alive is music, and he can bring it to her.

So, in her morbid and absurd thoughts, he is no longer her child, but a robot playing the piano full of emotions that can bring her satisfaction and happiness.

After a tour performance in the early years, she was commented by a master as "no emotion, no skill", she even shrank at home like crazy, shutting herself out.

She seemed to be able to see a pair of laughing at her when she went out, commenting on her gaze at will.As soon as she goes online and logs into the forum, she will see negative comments about her.

Her madness reached its peak after her husband was on duty for a long time and did not return all night.

The complexity of life made her young and beautiful face even more sallow, stained with ugly spots that could not be erased.Chilblains began to appear on her hands, and every winter when she played the piano, her arms would tremble with pain.

The self-conceived happy marriage has honed her beautiful youth. She no longer repeatedly compares the color of lipstick and looks in the mirror, but often sits in front of the piano all day long, unkempt, without touching a single key.

He was four years old and she was crazy.

Grandpa disappeared before he was born, and the grandma who protected him died not long ago. Grandpa and grandma didn't want to take care of the family, so the housework was handed over to him.

My father often came back after half a month. The financial situation of the family was getting worse and worse. The medicines that women took were very expensive. The house began to get smaller and smaller, and the car disappeared. The piano that the woman often stares at.

Later, the woman began to teach him to play the piano, and her hope was so hot that he couldn't resist it.

...After that, it became like that.

After he rushed out of the building, he dragged his thin body and walked out. The world was very big, but he didn't know where to go.

The scene in the dream is blurry, and the memory of childhood is not very clear.At last he saw an ordinary street...a slightly bleak but not dim street.

A child, walking alone in the middle of the night on a deserted street... what was he thinking at that time?

…Maybe, thinking that grandma is still alive, she will take maltose out of her pocket to give him, or maybe, thinking of the time when the three of them went for an outing in the park before the woman was so crazy... The spring day is warm, warm The wind will wrap around him, and that kind of warmth must be more endurable than the cold wind at this time.

Enduring the pain in his hands, he walked on the asphalt road between the brick and stone platforms on both sides. The surrounding was empty and quiet, and the windows were dark in the middle of the night. Maybe some children would huddle in their parents' arms and fight, but all of this had nothing to do with him. nothing to do.

Coincidentally, in this open street, while walking alone, he suddenly encountered another existence covered in scars.

Her black hair was loose, and her hair was darker than the cold winter night. She held a wooden sword in her hand, and looked at him with a bruise all over her body. The desolate street scene unfolded in front of their eyes.

She stared at him blankly, how similar their experiences were.

【You also escaped. 】she says.

[Just 'growing up' has become very difficult for us. 】 She said: 【But I can't blame them...they are family, only the only ones...we can't blame them. 】

[If you can grow up. 】She said:【...I don't want to blame anyone, I want to leave that place, forever and ever, completely. 】

He wanted to speak.

He wants to say that there will be a day when you in the future will completely stay away from the gloomy past, you will go to many worlds, and you will become a good person.

However, he didn't have time to say this.

wake up.

The open street in the dream gradually blurred, distorted, and moved away from him.

The snow that falls in the winter turns into a phantom white and fades away without a trace.

……

Su Mingan opened his eyes and rubbed his temples.

He glanced at the system time, it was still a while before dawn.

[Good morning, An-chan!It's 32:[-] AM!It is recommended that you continue to supplement adequate sleep and sleep for eight hours to prevent symptoms such as memory blur, mental decline, and sudden death! 】

[Good morning, Doctor. 】

Two voices, one in front and one in the back, sounded from his left and right hands respectively.

The left-handed Ah Du still looks like a faceless man with no set appearance.Xi Ke on the right has blond hair and beautiful blue eyes.

In terms of appearance, Ah Du failed miserably.

Coupled with Xike's nice female voice, Ah Dou, who was mechanically fitting the voice, failed miserably again.

【An sauce!This Xike AI is too annoying!Kill it, kill it! ! ! 】A Du became angry with embarrassment: 【I will never allow anyone to take my place! 】

Su Mingan made a "snap", and the noisy Ah Du fell into a dormant state.

He steered the wheelchair out.The oncoming wind with the smell of metal rust is very cool.He looked up and saw the airship passing slowly under the high gray-blue dome, like dark clouds covering the sky.

"Gululu..." The sound of wheels crushing metal fragments sounded, and Su Mingan drove forward. The sound aroused some vigilant people. They leaned against the earth wall, their dirty faces were full of vigilance, like a cat Rats that only live in sewers.

Here is like a dead black and white painting, only the bleak black, gray and white are left. Even if you just walk in it, you will feel a deep depression from the level of survival and human nature.

Su Mingan suddenly saw a shaky figure walking from the other side of the open street.

She was wearing jet-black hair, her hair was messy, as if it had been torn by force, and a thin red cloak was draped over her shoulders.A pair of slender reed-like legs were exposed, showing bruised and purple pinch marks. As she walked, her whole body was trembling slightly, as if she was sick or cold.

When approaching, Su Ming'an could see her face clearly - it was a pale face wrapped in white down, as frosty as snow.

Her eyes are long and narrow, her eyes are dull in color, her lips are extraordinarily bright red, as if a layer of bright red blood has been smeared on her face, and the inferior powder cream on her face flutters in the cold wind, washing her soft face as white as snow new wall.

She suddenly raised her eyes and met Su Mingan's gaze.

After a while, she turned her face away slightly, not wanting to meet his gaze.

She is a very beautiful girl, she looks no older than 16 years old, if it is on Zhai Xing, this is an age that has just entered high school and can sit in a warm classroom and listen to lectures.

"Crack, click" the metal piece was crushed by her sharp high heels, she coughed and shivered in the cold wind.

When passing by her, Su Mingan noticed the direction she was going, which was Dong Anan's home.

She might be Dong Anan's sister Xiaomei who went out to work that night. I don't know what her job is.

He continued to drive forward, when a gust of night wind blew by, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of powder.

He raised his eyes and saw two women standing against the wall under the mechanical lamp in the distance, smoking cigarettes.

They used the fire to each other, laughed in low voices, and talked about some vulgar topics in dialect. A thin cloak was put on them, wrapping their slender and fragile bodies beautifully.

Seeing Su Ming'an in the wheelchair, their eyes showed a bit of astonishment. One of the slender women hesitated for a moment and approached him.

Su Mingan already figured out what kind of occupation they were engaged in.

"...mister wearing a mask, it's a cold winter's night, do you need someone to accompany you?"

The woman's words came out, and the voice translated by the system had a weird tone.

Su Ming'an already understood their 'job', and such a 'job' exists no matter what kind of world they are in.

He looked into the distance along the wide street, and could vaguely see slender figures lined up in twos and threes under the dim yellow streetlights, or some tall or thin figures of drunks.Women with heavy make-up passed by with the men around them on their arms, and the lights in the rooms on both sides were dimmed.

Among them are quite a few women, not very old, not even more than sixteen or seventeen years old. They show their slender wrists and ankles, and their figures are trembling under the thin cloaks.

The girl in the red cloak just now should also be one of them.

"...I don't need it." Su Mingan's voice was so low that he himself was a little surprised.

He had never seen such an intuitive world.

In other words, he is too young, he has never seen such a [real] world.

The woman laughed and stepped back slowly.

As an inferior personality, she has hands and feet, but she can't find a job.As soon as she entered the city, she was easily arrested due to emotional overload. She could only do this kind of work that could earn money at night, otherwise she would starve to death.

"Then you can do whatever you want. It's best not to come out and wander around at night. People like us will misunderstand." The woman said, she took another breath of cigarettes, and her expression became a little impatient.

Su Mingan turned the wheelchair and turned back from the path. The air pressure in this street was too low and the wind was too cold.

The teasing laughter of the women came faintly from behind, as if they were talking about how a wheelchair-bound person wanted to have fun, or maybe they were talking about where to get tomorrow's breakfast.

The strong smell of engine oil, the smell of mechanical rust, the smell of fat powder and cigarettes in the air all come together.

After returning to the room, he bent down and picked up the dagger that "Dong Anan" wanted to assassinate him before.

He stared at the reflective side of the dagger, stared at his own pair of clear, without any mechanical texture, pure gray human eyes, and muttered to himself.

……

"Asa Actor..."

(End of this chapter)