District 9

Songjiang.

After Qin Yu followed everyone and sent Liu Weiren and others back to their residence, he immediately said: "Brothers, I have to go out. You should retreat."

"Where are you going?" Wu Di asked, burping from wine, "I'll take you off."

"Yanbei."

"??" Wu Di blinked: "You are fucking sick, can you leave?"

"I really want to go to Yanbei."

"???" Li Zhan was stunned for a moment: "Why are you going to Yanbei?"

"Pick up my wife."

"No, do you want to drive there now?" Wu Di asked.

"Yes." Qin Yu nodded and took out his mobile phone: "Are you going to take a walk with me?"

"Silly b!" Wu Di cursed, waved his hand and shouted: "I'm leaving, brothers."

"One piece, one piece." Qi Lin followed without hesitation.

Qin Yu grabbed Li Zhan and said, "You want to come with me?"

"Brother, you can go on your own. Tomorrow the troops will be transferred back to the 116th Division to train with the main force for a month. You can feel the atmosphere of the camp and take a brainwashing course." Li Zhan waved his hands and said, "I have a lot of things to do. , I won’t go with you.”

After speaking, Li Zhan turned around and ran away without waiting for Qin Yu's reply.

Qin Yu blinked: "Tianhui, then you come with me?"

"Brother, I haven't been home for several days. Men can't stay out all the time, otherwise things can easily happen to their wives. I've experienced this before." Wang Tianhui joked to himself: "I won't go..."

"Damn it, no one can be relied on at the critical moment." Qin Yu turned around and ran to the parking lot with the help of some wine: "I'll go by myself."

…

Nanhu City, inside a certain residential building.

Lin Chengdong arrived at the door of his house carrying some late-night snacks, took out his keys, opened the security door, and walked in like a ghost.

He took off his shoes mechanically, walked to the kitchen mechanically, and put the midnight snack into his own bowl.

A few minutes later, Lin Chengdong walked to the bedroom on the left carrying a bowl of minced meat and vegetable porridge with a very thin and soft pancake.

The door was opened, the lights in the room were dim, and a skinny old man was lying on the bed, his mouth slightly open, his eyes squinted, and there was a heavy sound with every breath.

As soon as Lin Chengdong entered the room, he immediately asked: "I told you, remind me when you go to the toilet, don't hold it in."

The old man opened and closed his mouth several times, trying to speak, but no sound came out.

Lin Chengdong walked out of the bedroom, put the food on the dining table, walked into the bathroom and returned with cleaning tools.

The old man was Lin Chengdong's father. After Lin Chengdong disappeared and was officially deemed dead, and Yang Yang was taken to the European Union by his mother, the lonely old man suffered a cerebral infarction and became paralyzed.

Since the old man couldn't take care of himself and no one cared about him, Zhan Nan found him a high-end nursing home with a good reputation in Nanhu City to live in, and paid a not-so-cheap annual fee. It's actually interesting enough for a friend to do this, because Zhan Nan also has his own life, and he can't just serve such an old man without doing anything every day. But a nursing home is an institution composed of people after all, and the characters of the attendants are not all very noble. The middle-aged woman who happened to take care of the old man did not have a very good character and often made the old man angry.

After Lin Chengdong came back, he had great hopes for life. In addition, as a son of a man, he saw that the old man was not doing well, so he took him back as soon as possible.

But what the two men never expected was that Lin Chengdong not only lost his wife, but also lost his child.

We couldn't hide this fact from a generation apart. When the old man found out, he became angry again. His illness worsened a lot and his physical condition also deteriorated extremely.

…

After Lin Chengdong got the cleaning tools from the bathroom, he walked into the room, skillfully moved the old man away, and began to clean up the feces and urine that the old man unconsciously pooped on the bed.

The stench was pungent and pungent, but Lin Chengdong didn't react at all and only cleaned up mechanically and rigorously.

After doing it for a while, the dirty things were cleaned up, and the sheets and quilts were replaced with new ones. Lin Chengdong took off his gloves and said, "Let's have some porridge."

The old man gasped and said nothing.

Lin Chengdong returned outside and heated some porridge and pancakes in the kitchen before returning to the bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed and saying, "It's a bit hot, I'll feed you."

The old man couldn't move and just groaned.

Lin Chengdong stretched out his hand and gently opened his head, took a ceramic spoon, and slowly fed it to the old man's mouth: "Slow down."

The rice porridge slowly poured into his mouth. The old man swallowed half a mouthful with difficulty and suddenly coughed violently.

In the dim room, Lin Chengdong looked at the old man's ferocious and painful expression, ignoring the rice grains and meat foam sprayed on his body from his mouth, and only said softly: "It's okay to take half a mouthful."

The old man tilted his head and slowly looked towards the cabinet on the left, where there was a photo of him and his grandson.

"Stop looking," Lin Chengdong pressed down the photo and said expressionlessly, "keep eating."

Feeding again, he was still very careful, but the old man didn't eat any of it. He coughed up all the porridge that he poured into his mouth, covering Lin Chengdong's body.

"Ha, ha...!" The old man raised his arm with great effort and pointed at the photo that was pressed down.

Lin Chengdong looked at him blankly while holding the bowl, and saw blood slowly flowing out of the old man's nose.

In the dimly lit room, the old man gasped and put down his arms, looking at the bowl in Lin Chengdong's hand.

Lin Chengdong did not feed him this time, but put the bowl on the cabinet, slowly bent down, buried his cheek in his hands, and remained motionless.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and no light from the outside could penetrate. Lin Chengdong was silent, and the only sound in the room was the old man's heavy breathing.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Chengdong suddenly raised his head, looked at the old man with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dad, stop living."

The old man panted rapidly, tilted his head and looked at Lin Chengdong, unable to say anything.

"Die, I'll help you." Lin Chengdong said very calmly.

The old man seemed to hear this sentence clearly, and his breathing became much lighter.

"I'm already worse off than dead. Let's take it one step at a time." Lin Chengdong stood up slowly and bent down to look at his father: "Dad, it's because of you that I never gave up hope of living. Haha, but Fate is so funny, I stayed in that ghost place for four years, narrowly escaped death and ran back, only to... find that all my hopes were gone."

Lin Chengdong picked up the pillow next to the old man and said in a very calm voice: "Don't worry, your son will not live such a useless life for the rest of his life, not anymore...!"

As he spoke, Lin Chengdong grabbed both sides of the pillow with both hands, and pressed the pillow against the old man's face with his arms like iron rods.

"Snapped!"

There was a slight sound, and the old man didn't know where the strength came from. He grabbed Lin Chengdong's wrist with his left hand without struggling or shouting. Apart from the instinctive physiological reaction of the body, he looked very quiet.

"Dad, I'm leaving with you today!"

The light in the room was dim, but the hoarse murmur seemed particularly clear.

Four years.

What is four years?

For four years, the Salt Island Jedi suffered humiliation and no human rights, but he was full of hope.

Four years later, I returned to my hometown after narrowly escaping death, and saw that all hope was gone.

He died today, or maybe he lived.