ex-husband high energy

The continuous cherry blossoms shrouded the distant mountains like clouds, like the soul overflowing from the earth, beautiful and mesmerizing.

Information about the Continental War had already spread throughout the land, and even elementary schools in the villages began to teach children to sing military songs.Standing on the drizzled street, Ito Hikaru heard sonorous singing from nowhere, with the tenderness of a child's voice, praising the glory of war and the sacrifice of soldiers.

"Miaohang Town is in front of the enemy, and the friendly army has already attacked..."

"Where is the end of Yatang..."

Repeatedly, over and over again, it seems that this can dispel people's grief caused by the death of their loved ones, and dispel their confusion and panic about the war.

Ito Hikari sighed, and strode home with his suitcase in hand.

The medical clinic is full of patients who are asking for consultations. The solar terms change in spring, and the elderly and children are most likely to get sick.Ito Hikaru did not disturb the busy parents and siblings, went upstairs from the side stairs and returned to his room.

The room was cleaned very clean. Obviously, his mother had received the telegram he had sent before. Hikaru Ito put the suitcase in the closet, stretched comfortably, and sat by the window to make tea for himself.

The wind in early spring brought a chilly chill, and the drizzle brought a few cherry blossoms into the window. Hikaru Ito picked up those slightly wet petals, and put them in the handout on the table. His eyes paused at the signature on the cover of the handout. Can not be removed for a long time.

It's been four years, and the teacher has been away from Japan for four years. I don't know if he will still think of his wayward student... Ito Guangyou recalled the situation of having a night of drinking with his teacher Rong Jinzhi four years ago.It was also a spring day, and they were sitting next to this table. Outside the window was the continuous spring rain and the blooming cherry blossoms. From the izakaya in the distance, the singing of the singing girl Tumi, accompanied by the vast melody of Shakuhachi, was empty and distant.

They chatted from Western medicine to traditional Chinese medicine, from Japanese haiku to Chinese songs, and finally the topic inevitably fell on the protracted war.To his surprise, the always gentle teacher suddenly showed a tough and fierce side, aggressively refuted his views on this war, or the views of the mainstream Japanese public opinion on this war, and finally smashed the wine glass and waved his sleeves and go.

After waking up, he was deeply annoyed by his rudeness. He felt that the alcohol must have blinded his reason, so that he would forget that the teacher is a Chinese at such a beautiful moment. No matter how fluent Japanese is, it is still [-]%. One hundred Chinese.

He shouldn't have discussed such an embarrassing topic with the teacher from the standpoint of Japan.

He wanted to apologize to the teacher, but when he rushed back to school, he realized that the other party had already boarded the passenger ship bound for China, leaving him no chance to say goodbye at all.

In a blink of an eye, it has been four years... Ito Hikaru sighed, and put the handout with the cherry blossoms aside, when the door rang, and his mother walked in.

"You're back." Mother said beamingly, wiping her hands with her apron, "I thought it would be evening, the nearest bus is always delayed."

"The journey was smooth, so I arrived early." Ito Hikaru poured tea for his mother, "I didn't dare to disturb you when I saw that there are many patients below. How is it? Are you busy recently?"

"Yeah, young people have joined the army, and the elderly and children are not taken care of, so there are a lot of patients this year." The mother was obviously thirsty, drank it, and complained, "Tell me, some young people are too sick." Being selfish, leaving the whole family at home for the sake of the war..."

"How can this be called selfishness? It's really a woman's opinion!" The father opened the door and came in, interrupting the mother's words seriously.Hikaru Ito quickly saluted his father and poured him tea.

His father looked him up and down and said, "Very good, much stronger than last year, and more and more like a man."

"I'm 24 years old, Dad." Ito Hikaru couldn't laugh or cry, "If it wasn't for going to school, I'm afraid I would have children. Did you realize that I look like a man now?"

Father smiled happily, shook his head and drank tea.

The mother withdrew to prepare dinner, and the father suppressed his smile and asked, "Is it because of joining the army that you came back this time?"

Hikaru Ito's heart sank, and he nodded, "Yes, the school recommended me to the Army Ministry. I'm a little uncertain, so I want to hear your opinion."

"You are already 24 years old, what else is there to make up your mind about?" His father's sharp eyes looked at him, full of insight that made his heart beat.

"You know, my ideal has always been to be a doctor." Ito Hikaru said, "At the beginning, the school said that people from the Army Ministry wanted to see me. I thought they wanted to recruit me as a military doctor, so I agreed, but the meeting It was only after meeting...that they wanted to recruit a group of high-level medical personnel for the Kamo Unit—now renamed the Dongxiang Unit.”

"The Kamo Force?"

"Yes." Ito Hikari said in a low voice, "A unit that studies bacterial weapons in the name of epidemic prevention."

The father was slightly moved, and after a while he said: "No wonder you..."

"I want to be a doctor, not a soldier." Hikaru Ito said painfully, "Life is what a doctor should fear most, but a soldier's task is to harvest them mercilessly. Dad, I am very conflicted. I am Japanese, and I should To be loyal to my country, but I don't want to be loyal to my country in this way, against my principles."

Father was silent for a moment, and said: "Whether it is curing diseases and saving lives, or studying bacteria, they are all part of medicine. Science and technology are always pure and innocent, you have to remember this."

Ito Hikaru was taken aback.The father continued: "Survival of the fittest is an eternal law of nature. Since we are an excellent Yamato nation, we have the responsibility to carry forward our nation. All Japanese soldiers are shouldering this glorious mission. It is the revival of our nation. Pioneers and pioneers. They shed blood and died, not to reap life, but for the entire Yamato clan, understand?"

Hikaru Ito was startled by his harsh tone, and lowered his head deeply.

"Any evolution, even a small progress, the process is tortuous, even dark - the history of human development is a history of life and death wars." Father said earnestly, "But this does not mean that we do not Evolution and progress are needed. Guang, you are too kind and simple, and your imagination of medicine is too noble and idealized. In fact, like other sciences, it has no additional ideology and no emotional color. In this In this era, you have to pull yourself out of the noble dream of being a doctor, get down to earth, and first realize that you are a Japanese!"

is that so?Ito was drenched in sweat, but the conflict in his heart didn't seem to be relieved by his father's words.

His father looked at him with some disappointment, paused, and suddenly raised his voice: "Tell me, Guang, who gave us everything?"

Ito Guangji shuddered, and said in horror: "Yes, it was bestowed by the Emperor."

Father nodded with satisfaction: "It's good that you understand, I hope you can remember our conversation today firmly in the mainland in the future."

"...Yes, Dad."

In the middle of the night two days later, Ito Hikaru packed his simple luggage and prepared to go back to school the next day to accept recruitment from the Ministry of Army.

The conversation with his father that day seemed to have untied some of his knots, but vaguely, it made him fear something deeper, deeper and more secret than the original fear of war and killing. It was indescribable.

what is it then?

Hikaru Ito put the last piece of luggage - the ancestral dagger - into the box, sat by the window and stared blankly at the bright moon in the sky.The bright white light shines on the table through the dense cherry blossoms, like frost and snow, reminding him of the night when he parted from his teacher, which was the biggest regret in his 24 years of life, and he has been thinking about making up for it all the time in the past four years.

Maybe this time I go to China, I can meet my teacher again, maybe this time I can persuade the teacher to use a more gentle way... Thinking of Rong Jinzhi's gentle and refined face, Ito Hikaru suddenly felt that joining the army is not so difficult to accept, After cheering up, I took out two pieces of letter paper and began to write a letter to the teacher.

He wrote and wrote, deleted and deleted, polished and copied again and again... When he finally dried and folded the letter paper with satisfaction, the sky was already pale.

He opened the handout with the cherry blossoms in it, and copied the address written on the back cover onto the envelope. The cherry blossoms that were sandwiched in two days ago fell out. Although they had lost their moisture, they were still fresh and tender.

He hesitated for a moment, and put the dried cherry blossoms into the envelope.

"Sir, treasure, and—am I the first person to give you cherry blossoms?" He added at the end of the letter, with a gentle and shy smile on his face that he didn't even realize.

The flames of war raged, and it was another four years in a blink of an eye.

The spring in Guangzhou is completely different from my hometown. There are no cherry blossoms and no drizzle, but there is a high sky, like smoky willows.

28-year-old Ito Hikari stood on the stone embankment outside the Nanshitou Correctional Center, frowning as he watched the densely packed big-eyed chicken boats in the distance—there were too many people, much more than what was mentioned above, I really don’t know Hong Kong How did you think that so many people were stuffed into their little "Ministry of Water Supply and Epidemic Prevention in South China".

He was dispatched to Guangzhou two years ago from the Dongxiang Army with the code number 731. The "South China Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department" here has a code number of 8604, and like 731, he specializes in bacterial research.But his task is even more special. The special class he leads focuses on an extremely secret brain modification plan, which is the top priority of the direct management of the military department.

It's a pity that after two years, he hasn't made any substantial progress.

Maybe there will be a breakthrough soon, after all, Hong Kong has sent them a steady stream of experimental products... Ito Hikari looked at the ragged, numb, skinny guys on the boat, and comforted himself in his heart .

He didn't want to call these people "refugees", he never considered himself the same species as these dirty, ignorant, greedy and cowardly guys.From the northeast to Guangzhou, he traveled through most of China, and he believed more and more in the words his father told himself before he left—as an excellent Yamato nation, he is working hard with all Japanese soldiers to "evolve" this vast and weak land. s country.

He began to convince himself that this war was just and necessary, and it was the most critical step for the Great Japanese Empire to lead mankind to evolution.

He even rejoiced that he had caught up with this grand event.

It's just that, occasionally, when he dreamed back at midnight, he would suddenly wake up, sweating profusely, and the inexplicable fear that he had before joining the army surged in his heart, the fear that he didn't know why or came from.

What exactly is that?

The jeep drove into the courtyard, and two subordinates went to the city to collect rats and cockroaches, and brought him a secret letter from the military department.

The military department became more and more dissatisfied with his research progress, reprimanded him very severely in a confidential letter, and told him that the spies of the Japanese army in the European battlefield had obtained some top-secret information for him to use as a reference.

Hikaru Ito frowned and opened the top-secret document that was sealed and waxed, and pulled out a stack of materials mixed with English, German and French.Suddenly, a familiar feeling of déjà vu caught his eyes, and he held a handwritten experiment report under the lamp in disbelief, and found that it seemed to be Rong Jinzhi's handwriting.

Hikaru Ito flipped through the materials frantically, shaking the yellowed papers all over the table, then knelt on the ground to pick them up, confirming his guess over and over again.

That's right, this was the topic that Rong Jinzhi studied when he was studying in Europe. Only he, only a genius of his level, could come up with such a bold and meticulous plan!

Ito Hikaru laughed lowly, the sound almost startled himself.He didn't expect that after eight years, his teacher was still his guiding lighthouse, the bright moon on his life path, sending him salvation like an oracle when he was desperate!

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, excitement, excitement, joy... also mixed with some secret throbbing.After a long time, he grabbed the water glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp, then lay down under the lamp and began to study these materials carefully.

Rong Jinzhi's work habits are very good, and the experimental records and summaries are clear and detailed, but despite this, Ito Hikaru is still working extremely hard.

This is probably the difference between geniuses and ordinary people. In a certain field, geniuses always have insights and imaginations that transcend time or even dimensions. To them, things that seem logical and easy are incomprehensible to ordinary people. the natural moat.

It would be great if the teacher was here... A week later, Hikaru Ito was eating in the cafeteria with thick dark circles under his eyes, and his mind was full of the manuscripts left by the teacher.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside, a thin and tall man was knocked to the ground by the guards with a gun butt, and there were two wooden barrels filled with vegetable soup and a pole scattered beside him.

It turned out to be the prisoner who was in charge of delivering the food. Ito Hikaru just glanced at it and continued to eat with his head down. After a while, he suddenly felt that the back of the man lying on the ground was a little familiar to him.

No, it's impossible, he's not that thin, and it's impossible for him to appear here... Hikari Ito patted his forehead, feeling that he was probably in a daze, and the longing for the teacher had produced an incredible hallucination.

Rong Jinzhi came from a famous family with a lot of money, so it is absolutely impossible for him to appear in this place.He and his family should have left China and taken refuge in Europe or the United States.

Otherwise, why did the letter four years ago sink like a stone and sink into the sea, and why has there been no reply?

After finishing his meal, Ito Hikaru put on his doctor's gown, and was about to go back to the laboratory to study the data for a while. At this moment, he heard a gunshot from a distance.

Everyone in the cafeteria stood up, because the gunshot was so close that it seemed to have happened in the prison cells where the refugees were held.

"What happened?"

"Did you kill someone?"

"Why do people kill people here, won't they be brought out and dealt with? Now those poor people will be petrified."

Ito Hikaru stood on the steps at the entrance of the cafeteria and saw several guards escorting the man who had fallen before to the interrogation room. A soldier was holding a small oiled paper bag, probably some contraband found in the search.

There was no wind, no cloud in the sky, the midday sun was bright and clear, and the air was as clean as if it had been washed by water.Ito Hikari's eyes subconsciously followed the figure whose arms were cut back and could barely lift his head. After seeing the pale and bony face clearly, his heart stopped suddenly for three to five seconds as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. Jump up and down!

That was clearly his teacher Rong Jinzhi!

How could he be here? !

How can it be? !

Hikaru Ito exhausted all his strength to suppress the urge to tremble, rushed into the communications department and called the military department, "I want to know the source of that document...I must know...I must understand the author's educational background And work experience, in order to really use that information...Okay, I'll wait for your reply."

In the evening, Ito Hikaru's dormitory.

After eight years, he finally got his wish and sat at the same table with his teacher.

Rong Jinzhi looked vicissitudes and weak, because of malnutrition, his face was extremely pale.

But he is still gentle, refined and personable. Even if he wears the rough clothes of the epidemic prevention station, he can't hide the pampered nobility in his bones.

On the table were the contraband found by the guards from under his bunk at noon, and a stack of letters wrapped in oiled paper.Hikaru Ito picked up the top piece of straw paper, and used his poor Chinese to understand the words on it—it was a letter from Rong Jinzhi to his wife.

"Are you married?" Ito Hikari asked subconsciously, with disappointment...and anger that he didn't even realize.

What are you angry about?

he does not know.

Rong Jinzhi didn't answer, and slowly put his handcuffed hands on the table, and said calmly: "Long time no see, Ito-kun."

Hikaru Ito's eyes were sour instantly. He waited for this greeting for eight years, eight years!

"You, are you okay, sir?" Ito Hikaru couldn't help using honorifics, and sat opposite him at the same time.

Rong Jinzhi smiled faintly, "As you can see."

Hikaru Ito was dumbfounded, obviously he was very bad, and it is impossible for anyone locked up in the epidemic prevention center to be "good".

"I'm sorry." Ito Hikaru said apologetically, "I didn't know you were locked up here. I never thought that you would have such an experience after you left Japan... You used an alias when you registered at the dock."

Rong Jinzhi looked at him tolerantly and remained silent.

"Please rest assured, there will be no such thing in the future." Ito Hikaru said, "They don't know your identity, they don't know that you are an internationally renowned brain expert, I will explain everything to them. As long as you want, I will ask the military department to let you stay in my classroom tomorrow morning... No, I am willing to continue to be your student, please lead my classroom!"

Rong Jinzhi's gaze was far and sharp, "Ito-kun, you should be very clear, that's impossible."

Ito Hikaru was startled, and said in a low voice, "W-why?"

"Because the war changed everything, you and me, we can no longer be teachers and students, let alone colleagues." Rong Jinzhi said lightly, "In eight years, you have changed from a compassionate medical student to a ruthless soldier. , I also went from an indifferent teacher to a... warrior - I think you've checked, since you know I use an alias."

Hikari Ito|Suffocated, full of excitement as if cooled by ice water, nodded after a while and said: "Yes, I know everything you have done in the past few years-you joined the Northeast underground party and have been fighting with The Imperial Japanese Army fought against them, and they fled back to Hong Kong with the help of the Soviet Red Army half a year ago..." Gritting his teeth, he said sincerely, "But I haven't reported what happened today, except for me, no one knows that you are Rong Jinzhi."

"Oh." Rong Jinzhi smiled and said, "Then...why did you do this, Ito-kun?"

"I want to save you." Ito Hikaru said eagerly, "Sir, I am just a technician, I can't hide it for too long, I can only buy you a little time. Now, as long as you agree to stay and lead the research in our classroom , to serve the Imperial Japanese Army, I have the confidence to persuade the military to pardon you for all your crimes... No, I can convince them to let you become a Japanese citizen and become a real Japanese!"

Rong Jinzhi's expression turned cold, and his masseter muscles tensed a bit, "What are you studying, why do you confirm that I am qualified for this position, and even use this in exchange for a distinguished Japanese identity?"

Hikaru Ito hesitated for a moment, and handed him a few copies of the top-secret information.

It was an experiment report, and one of Rong Jin's expressions changed when he took it in his hand: "Where did you get this?"

"European battlefield." Ito Hikaru said, "This was originally the subject you initiated, but unfortunately it was interrupted for various reasons. Now we want to initiate further research based on the results you achieved back then..."

"You want a virus that can affect the human brain? Who do you want to use this virus on? Your enemies... or your soldiers?"

The insight of a genius is always sharp and precise, and he can deduce the grand overall situation from the slightest clue without any explanation.Ito Hikaru was once again impressed by the teacher's wisdom, and nodded involuntarily: "We hope that the Imperial Japanese Army can become the strongest and most perfect army in the world, and let the spirit of the Yamato nation lead all mankind to progress!"

Rong Jinzhi's gentle eyes instantly turned cold and sharp, "You want to transform the human brain? You...you locked up so many people here just to complete this great experiment?"

Hikaru Ito felt like a needle pricking his back under his gaze, although he still firmly believed in his heart that he was right and that he was saving him by doing this, but somehow he couldn't meet his eyes and moved away weakly.

"The Yamato nation wants to lead the progress of all mankind? Then what about these people, what about these people imprisoned in Nanshitou, what are they? Aren't they also a part of mankind?" Rong Jinzhi's tone was flat, but his speech was extremely fast. It is a sign that he is about to get angry, "And those Chinese, Koreans, and Vietnamese who were killed by you... What are they? You have killed several times as many humans as you, and who are you going to bring to progress? ?”

He suddenly smiled, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke, "Or, your progress must be based on the death of most human beings? Then what's the point of this kind of progress?"

Ito Hikari was tongue-tied and didn't know how to answer the teacher's questions. In fact, he had never thought about these questions.

No, he never dared to think about these questions.

That strange feeling reappeared, the fear that had haunted him since before he joined the army reappeared.

Only this time, this fear seemed to become a little clearer, and he vaguely realized what it was that he was afraid of.

what is it then……

"What if I refuse?" Rong Jinzhi paused for a while, suppressed his anger, slowed down his speech, and asked calmly as usual, "What are you going to do with me?"

"You...please think carefully again, sir." Ito Hikaru wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice, "I can't keep your identity a secret forever, once the higher-ups find out that you are wanted A repeat criminal of the Northeast underground party is the author of this research material, I'm afraid...you may not be able to bear what will happen next."

Rong Jinzhi took a deep breath and didn't speak.Hikaru Ito summoned up his courage and said: "I advise you to accept my suggestion, sir, you have no other way to go, now only I can save you, otherwise all that awaits you is death... an extremely painful death. "

Silence, the sunset outside the window is gradually extinguishing the last afterglow, after a long time, Rong Jinzhi said: "Your path, to me, is more painful than an extremely painful death."

Broke up unhappily.

The following night, Ito Hikaru could not sleep, and Rong Jinzhi's indifferent face repeatedly flashed in his mind.

He couldn't accept that their first meeting after eight years was such an unbearable situation. How he wished that their reunion would be in Japan, under the cherry blossom trees in full bloom in spring, amidst the soft singing of a singing girl...

However, everything is just his extravagant wish.

In the early morning, he finally fell asleep, but strange nightmares haunted him all the time, making him flustered, short of breath, twitching and sweating profusely.

The fear that had haunted him for a long time suddenly became powerful and concrete, like a bottomless swamp, desperately pulling him into the suffocating darkness.His father's face and Rong Jinzhi's face flashed alternately, as well as his superiors, and the officers who had recruited him for the Ministry of the Army...and those "guys" who died at his hands, who could not be called.

"No!" He yelled and woke up, trembling like a dying prey, and then wept bitterly for no reason.

He wanted to take Rong Jinzhi and escape immediately, leaving Nanshitou, Guangzhou, and China, but he knew that this was just his fantasy of avoiding responsibility. He was a soldier, a Japanese soldier, and he was the person in charge of the special class. He had to complete it. own mission.

After a peaceful morning, he brought Rong Jinzhi to his room again.

Rong Jinzhi looked even weaker, his once bright and gentle eyes dimmed.

They sat silently facing each other, and no one spoke. It was only when the light gradually dimmed that Ito Hikaru said in a hoarse voice: "Sir, I beg you... think about your family, your... your wife, you Do you have the heart to let them cry because of losing you, is your heart broken?"

Rong Jinzhi heaved a long sigh in the dark, and took a cigarette.

With a sound of "Chi", the faint light of the match illuminated his clear face, but it was fleeting, leaving only a blurred outline in the darkness and a little light from the cigarette butt.

"In the torrent of the times, the power of people is so small." He said, "Although everyone seems to have many choices, in fact, it is useless no matter which choice we choose. In the end, we will still be trapped by this torrent. , heading in the intended direction.”

After a pause, he continued: "Whether I choose to accept your invitation or choose to die in pain, my fate is fixed—I am Chinese, and my life and death are closely related to this country and this nation. The demise of China is my demise, and the revival of China is my revival. Whether I am a dead bone buried in Nanshitou or a walking dead living under your protection, my soul will always be bound by the word "China". superior."

He took a puff of cigarette and said quietly: "Since the day I returned to China eight years ago, I have never thought of betraying her."

Although Ito Hikaru had expected such an ending, he still couldn't help the disappointment and sadness in his heart, and leaned back on the chair as if collapsed.

"What about you, Ah Guang?" Rong Jinzhi said softly, calling him by his name as he did a long time ago, "Have you ever thought about what your belief is?"

Ito Hikari said in a daze, "I don't know...no, it's Japan, it's the emperor."

"So, where did your belief in dedicating your life come from?" Rong Jinzhi asked, "What gave you the belief and the strength to maintain it?"

Hikaru Ito was dumb, opened his mouth, and then closed it slumpedly.Rong Jinzhi wiped out the cigarette butt that he had finished smoking, and said: "The reason why faith becomes faith must be because it touches the brightest and kindest thing in your heart. Fighting for it can make you realize the value of being a human being." ...So, have you ever thought that your country, your emperor, has done this?"

Lightning flashed and thundered in Ito Hikaru's heart, as if something was collapsing little by little.He remembered the conversation he had with his father four years ago, the education he received in the Army Ministry, and everything he had done in 731 and 8604...

He thought of his lofty dreams, of the confusion he had suppressed over the years, of hypnotizing himself with military songs over and over again, telling himself that those "guys" who died in the laboratory were not human at all, and fought with him Yes, it has nothing to do with the great ambition of the Yamato nation to lead all mankind to progress...

Countless beads of sweat oozed from his head, forming streams and sliding down his temples and down his chin.Rong Jinzhi looked at him sympathetically, and handed him a worn and clean handkerchief, "Ah Guang, if the so-called belief is contrary to the most primitive and purest human nature, then it cannot be called belief. It is a kind of nightmare , if you don't wake up from the nightmare, it will ruin your precious, unrepeatable life."

He wiped the cold sweat off Ito Hikaru's forehead, and said softly: "Life is only once, only once, Hikari, it doesn't matter how long or short it is, but it is only once. Imagine your life is about to end tomorrow. Proud of what you once believed in?"

"Or...ashamed?"

The rumbling spring thunder suddenly pierced through the long night, and snow-white lightning illuminated the dark room.

Hikari Ito's brain was buzzing, and it was almost impossible to tell whether it was because of the thunder, or because of Rong Jinzhi's terrible assumption - if his life was about to end tomorrow, would he regret it?

There was another thunderclap, and Hikaru Ito suddenly realized what he had been afraid of for a long time.

It is the annihilation of humanity.

He anesthetized himself with his father's teachings and military education, suppressed his humanity, and turned himself into a monster that he didn't even want to accept.

A bloody scalpel.

"No...no!" Ito Hikaru burst into tears uncontrollably.

As the days slipped by day by day, Ito Hikaru deeply understood Rong Jinzhi's words about the times and people. They were all wrapped up in the torrent of the times. It seemed that they had many choices, but in fact they had no choice at all.

He has no way to save Rong Jinzhi, or even improve his situation, because any care he takes beyond the normal range may bring disaster to his teacher.

And his research has not made any progress. The military department has been completely disappointed with his incompetence, and may soon send someone to take his place.

He is not a genius like Rong Jinzhi, no matter 731 or 8604, there are countless people who can replace him.

What he was worried about finally happened. On a stormy afternoon, the military department sent him a secret letter.The secret letter told him that the military department sent a copy of Rong Jinzhi's document to 731 at the same time. After a month of hard work, a researcher has already made significant progress.

The researcher's report was attached to the confidential letter. Although the military department didn't say it clearly, the meaning was obvious—if they couldn't produce what they wanted with this report, then they had to change people.

Ito Hikari invited Rong Jinzhi to his dormitory for the third time and handed him the research report.

Rong Jinzhi spent 5 minutes reading the report and said, "They want to replace you?"

Communicate with wise men without ever bothering to explain anything.Ito Hikaru nodded: "This matter... is inevitable, teacher, if I can't make the virus they need, they will send someone else - Nanshitou has countless experimental products, and soon they will be able to get what they want."

Rong Jinzhi frowned and looked at the report on the table, and murmured: "Yes, there are countless experimental products... If they don't get what they want, everyone here will have to die... a painful death..."

He lightly rubbed the corner of the report, and after a long time, he suddenly smiled and said: "Ah Guang, it has been eight years, from the northeast to Hong Kong, and then to Guangzhou, I have witnessed the death of countless compatriots, I don't want to watch this scene again. "

Ito Hikaru was taken aback: "What?"

"If we people must die, please help me to be the first one." Rong Jinzhi said, "Let me be your first test subject. This report is based on my previous research. I deserve this honor.”

He looked at his pale-faced student calmly and earnestly, "Since death is inevitable, let me go earlier, I have seen enough suffering, and I don't want to see any more."

"No!" Ito Hikari yelled in despair, "No! I won't let you die! I will find a way! No, no! Sir, please stay, please come with me..."

Rong Jinzhi listened to him yelling quietly, until he yelled enough and stopped panting heavily, then slowly picked up the report and placed it flat between the lamp and the table: "Look, no matter how bright the light is, , there is always a way to cover it.”

He stretched out a finger, pointed to the darkest spot in the shadow, and said: "Here, it's called the umbra, UMBRA, no matter how the light from the electric lamp diffracts it, it can't illuminate it, it's always the darkest under the lamp, Absolutely dark space."

He put down the report and said, "Ah Guang, cover those glaring lights for me, let me stay in absolute darkness, and never see death and fear again... okay?"

Ito Hikaru opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. At some point, tears were streaming down his face.

Three days later, Rong Jinzhi lay down on the test bench as he wished.

He was covered with a light blue quilt, and his thin body could barely see any ups and downs.His expression was calm, with a calmness that Ito Hikaru could not understand, even...satisfied.

At the last moment of his life, he looked at his student with a smile and said to him: "Ah Guang, in fact, personal power is not as insignificant as I said. The torrent of the times is fierce, but the times are made up of people. We Everyone is a part of it. When we make the right choices, the current of the times can change direction and flow to the destination we all want.”

Many years later, Hikaru Ito still touches this sentence from time to time, and every time, he can get new inspiration and new strength from this sentence.

He thought countless times, if he hadn't cut that knife at that time, if he had awakened earlier, would things have been different, the teacher would not have to die, and he would not have to bear this heavy shackle.

But in the end he dismissed his hypothesis.

There are no assumptions in life, everyone is only once.

Until he killed his teacher with his own hands, and used his body to cultivate