【Shadou】Alternative of the same kind

"War is never independent," said Silan Udos like a senior critic, "Verdun, this is Verdun, you should think about why this place has been battled for so long, where so much blood has been shed, everything What is it for again?"

All the words uttered from his mouth were full of majesty, and Salaman had the illusion that the preacher had gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes. He was watching everything, and he was an outsider, but he felt that he was there, as if he was walking After going through wars, there were corpses at every step. He took a notebook, recorded all the vitality and negativity, cleaned up the casualties and ordered the supplies, and then left the battlefield. Now he came here, standing in front of Salaman, like a The missionaries also uttered words to confuse people's hearts, but the three sentences were inseparable from killing and blood.

"Beginning in 843, this place has been a place where wars frequently occur. The ownership of this place is always changing. It was not given to France until the end, but Germany and Italy also showed that disgusting greed here... Yes, it is Germany, and That Prussian is annoying to death."

"Do you remember the details of the evolution?"

"still remember?"

"Yes, do you remember?" Salaman changed a page, and the previous one was full of Sandraar's statement.

still remember?

The word "remember" is the greatest irony, right?

You remember, but what's the use of that?No.Because that's just what was, what was.They are useless except for killing time, but they still shamelessly occupy the brain, no, maybe they also implicate the internal organs, and pulling them out will tear the heart.

But despite this, some people still don't want to forget.

This is stubbornness, not a different kind, because all people are like this, all creatures have this kind of stubbornness, it is not paranoid.

Shelan Udos is exactly that.

"still remember?"

"Ah, yes, damn I remember."

He talked a lot, and Salaman once thought about pouring water for him, but the other party waved his hand and refused. He couldn't stop, he wanted to speak out, and poured out all the things that were not written in the book and not reported to one person .

Alive, why is Shelan Udos alive?

Is it because he is the only one who remembers everything?Is it because if he forgets too, no one will know the truth anymore?Is it because these histories are his entire skeleton, and he can only exist in the world if he protects them well?

No, he didn't know.

It's so fucking annoying, thinking all these nasty questions all the time and wanting to know the answers, but he doesn't know.

He went on, and the tree, the black tree, turned completely red, and it became so dense that it seemed to fill the room, and it was very tenacious, with hard branches that would not be squeezed. Pressed off, now they are going to extend outside the door, expanding with all their might.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Two short beeps, three long beeps, two short beeps;

There was a pause;

Two short beeps, three long beeps, two short beeps...

A familiar light flashed in Shelan Udos' eyes, he stretched his body and walked towards the door, "This concludes today's conversation."

"Eh? Are you going back?"

"Am I going to stay here overnight? Someone is waiting for me at the door."

Salaman's eyes widened, and he was dazed for a moment, as if he was in the dark and long train station, with his back to the entrance, a train suddenly appeared and sounded a warning horn. He was startled and stayed there , but quickly realized that he turned to face the train that had just stopped.

"Is someone waiting for you?"

"Didn't you hear someone knocking on my door?" Then they fell silent.

Two short beeps, three long beeps, and two short beeps.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear it." He was like an unwilling child. He said he was sorry but it didn't mean he had admitted his mistake. He now felt that he was cheated. He had never seen and didn't know Sandral Know who, because no one came to visit him, well, in his own face to be exact, so he thought that the only person Sandral knew was himself, and he thought that he was the first person to walk into his new life , Cheering for his own progress.

But no, listen, someone is knocking on his door, Salaman.

But think about it, why should he be angry, what did he lie to himself?

I never asked him if he was alone, I just took it for granted that he was alone, like myself, maybe worse, everything was my imagination and speculation, Salaman, why do you say that the other party is a liar?

You just took an assumption for granted and lied to yourself.

"Salaman, you are very sad today."

He smelled some unfamiliar smells on Salaman's schoolbag, and he concluded that those were the smells of those who bullied him.

Then everything can be deduced, why the data disappeared, who took it, and for what purpose.

"Your information is gone. It should be, I mean it should be, it was stolen by those bullies."

Salaman stayed where he was.

"There is another day, just a few days ago, when you were bullied again."

"How do you know?!" As if he couldn't hide everything from the person in front of him, Sandraar was like a mythical person to Salaman.

He seems to know everything, in the past, present or future, he knows the wounds he concealed and he is not reconciled, but he knows nothing about him, except for a name, which seems to be the only thing that gives him a little balance.

But in fact, Salaman didn't know that this was not a balance at all, it was the biggest deception, but he was deeply involved in it and still talked about it.

"Salaman, you forgot what I said."

"NO, I have not."

"Well, tell me what I said?"

"...call back."

"Did you do it?"

"......No."

The two walked to the door, and Shelan Udos' hand touched the doorknob lightly.

"Are you blaming me?" God knows how he asked such a question! !

"...do you blame them?"

Do I blame them?

Do you blame them?

Because of deceit, because of violence, because of those bullying.

Forget it, what did they do wrong?What exactly is the reason for treating yourself unfairly?Why? ?

It's because of this lonely and dark society!

They have been ruined, indoctrinated with bizarre ideas, and bullied by the status quo of society.The gem was thrown into the honey pot, instead of reflecting the value of the gem, it was sprinkled with honey instead-it was destroyed and had no value.

Now, they decide to destroy you again,

You can only count yourself unlucky.

"I......"

You can only count yourself unlucky.

"I loathe and I blame them too."

To hell with his self-consciousness! !

"very good."

Shelan Udos raised the corners of his mouth, is that a bad smile?Maybe it's a sneer, maybe it's not even a sneer, because there's no use for it.

He opened the door, and the silver-haired young man looked at him with a surprised expression, without speaking.

"That, Mr. Sandral." Salaman asked, which once again frightened Angor, because his lonely king was willing to live with others, and he could wait for the other party to speak and listen patiently.

"Excuse me, who is he?"

How can I tell you who he is? !

Shelan Udos really wanted to kill this brazen brat.

"Nietzsche once said: 'When you look long enough into the abyss, the abyss looks back at you.' Thank you, sir."

"If you talk to me about the tongue-twister art of these British gentlemen, I will regret taking you away."

"You really have a knight style, how old do you think you are this year?"

"16 years old, I am 16 this year."

How long has it been since then?

How long have you lived yourself?

"Brother, he is my brother."

Angel didn't look at the two people, opened the door on his own, walked in, and concealed the door for his king.

Dependence, the two of them subtly have some dependence, I don't know if this is considered a fetter.

"If nothing happens, I'll go back."

Shelan Udos closed the door.

Brother, that person is his brother.

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