After ABO amnesia

There is one more person in the villa, which naturally means more excitement.

Selma has always been full of motherhood, and she always has a heart of pampering for young people in their 20s, and the most direct way for her to express her love is to cook their favorite food.There was Samuel in the front and Selena in the back.

As in the past, when Ming Jue was not at home for dinner, Qin Li would eat with Thelma and the others.

Samuel's whereabouts have been strange recently, and he always disappears for an hour or two at night.There was an extra portion of the food prepared by Thelma, but fortunately, Selina would always use a sweet voice to ask Thelma to share half of the extra meal with herself.This move won Thelma a lot of favor.

Carlos has lost a lot of thoughts since Selena came.

At the dinner table, only Thelma and Selena's voices came and went.

Thelma: "My God, this kid Samuel must have been shot by Cupid's arrow. He smells like Omega all over him."

Selena: "Aunt Selma, the relationship between AO is like this. Under the influence of pheromone, it is understandable for Samuel to go to his Omega."

"Just hope that his Omega is also a good boy!"

"It will be."

When they were talking, Qin Li set his eyes on Carlos.He wondered how long Carlos could bear the subject.

The two women next to him completely ignored his increasingly awkward expression.It wasn't until they were talking about Samuel's future marriage that Carlos interrupted them aloud, "My God! If the master knows that Samuel often goes to see his Omega recently... .My God! What a disaster."

When Qin Li heard this, he almost laughed out loud.

He saw that the two women on the table stopped talking, and they all looked at Carlos with dissatisfaction on their faces.

In order to relieve the poor servant, as one of the owners of this villa, Qin Li finally said: "Carlos, Ming is not a tyrant. He will not stop Samuel from finding his love."

Carlos stared at him blankly, and after a long time he murmured back: "Oh! Yes! You are right, Mr. Li."

To Qin Li, this was just a small episode that he would forget in the blink of an eye. When he spoke, he didn't realize how much friction he would bring to the relationship between his uncle and nephew.

In the afternoon of the next day, Qin Li had just landed from the swimming pool, and before he opened the sliding door leading to the room, he heard an argument coming from the corner of the corridor.

Both parties in the dispute were very restrained at first, and Qin Li couldn't hear what they were arguing about, but as the words became more intense, Carlos took the lead in raising his voice, and said angrily, "My God! Virgin Mary! Sai Linna, your mother entrusted you to my care, not to let me pamper you! This is Mr. Ming's home, you should have the consciousness to do things here! I will never allow you to attend any gathering!"

Fearing embarrassment for his uncle and nephew, Qin Li froze his hands in mid-air as he went to pull the door.However, he never left, and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two like a thief.

From the very first day Selena had been holding back her resentment towards Carlos, in her anger, her voice became extremely shrill, "Oh, for God's sake! Don't mention my mother! We all know in our hearts how she died! And my poor aunt and cousin! Stop using your corruption, selfishness and weakness to stop me! The master of this family, Li, is much more open than you! If they know that I will go Participating in the rally will definitely not stop it!"

"For God's sake! For God's sake!" Carlos kept muttering this sentence, as if trying to gather momentum for himself.

Qin Li thought that perhaps Carlos was already pacing anxiously at this moment.

"For God's sake! Stop calling him by his first name!"

"Li allows me to call him by his first name!"

"Selena! You shouldn't think about what you can't get! Don't forget whose gift you are living here now! You can't be ungrateful..." Carlos stopped his mouth and didn't say anything Say that ugly word.

Selena would not understand his kindness, "Holy Virgin Mary! Talking to you is a waste of my time! I'm leaving! I will ask for leave with you, don't worry!"

As a character in the dispute between the two, Qin Li was quite helpless.

Xiaotang didn't know when he came to his side, and seemed to have heard the movement in the room, and came to join in the fun.

Qin Li hugged it in his arms. After hearing Selena's departure, he thought that the corridor had returned to its former calm, so he opened the sliding door and entered the room, but unexpectedly ran into him hiding in a corner and crying. Carlos.

Xiaotang meowed twice inappropriately, and Carlos raised his head in embarrassment before Qin Li could stop him.

After seeing Qin Li, the poor servant seemed to have lost his soul, and his bewildered look made people feel bitter.

Qin Li is not a person who can comfort others, but if he ignores Carlos at this moment, it would seem that he is too cold-blooded.So he stood one meter away from Carlos, lowered his voice, and comforted the other party: "Carlos, here, no one will blame Selena. You don't have to worry about her." He knew Carlos Blaming Selena for his overreaching is because he is afraid that Mingjue will drive Selena out, but from his point of view, neither he nor Mingjue are so unreasonable.

Carlos took out the handkerchief in his pocket, wiped the tears on his cheeks, and replied tremblingly: "Mr. Li, I know that you and the master are kind people. It's just that Selena is too willful, and I can't condone it." She." After speaking, tears came down again without disappointment.

A man in his fifties, no matter how sensitive and fragile he is, would rarely cry like this.

His tears are the accumulation of all the painful experiences in the past.Those dark, painful, and inescapable personal histories have been buried deep in his heart, just waiting for the day when they will explode completely.The form of the outbreak is neither revenge nor venting hatred, but unstoppable tears, telling one's grief and powerlessness.

"Those hateful bastards took the life of Selena's mother! Without them, Selena would not be what she is today. My Virgin Mary! Mr. Li, Selena was once a very obedient girl, It was those bastards who forced her to become what she is today." Tears finally crushed Carlos, he could no longer organize logical speech, looked at Qin Li, as if he was looking at the last hope, and didn't care about those old-fashioned things at all. "Mr. Li, I hope you don't blame her. Don't blame her. My poor sister! My poor Emma and little Christina!"

Emma is Carlos's deceased wife, and Christina Jr. is his daughter who will never grow up and stay ten years old forever.

At this time, Qin Li already understood that no matter what he said, he could not comfort Carlos.So he allowed Carlos to take half a day off, allowing him to concentrate on and thoroughly release the pain and sorrow of that memory.

As a bystander, Qin Li felt for the first time the real dark side of South America from Carlos.

This dark side is not about strategic advances and retreats in the macro sense and a bunch of innocuous numbers, it is not about intrigues and deceptions, and it is not an empty sentence that violates human ethics and morality.This dark side is the actual innocent victims, their death, their powerlessness.In the area occupied by darkness, there is no light, except for blood, there are tears.

Qin Li thought, whether it is the authorities or the armed forces, whether it is the Balmonds family or the Fernandez family, they are either holding the banner of justice or shouting powerful slogans. In a zero-sum game, for the final victory, decisively decide The lives of innocent people who have never personally participated in the game.Players of the game might say that sacrifice is necessary and inevitable in order to win.However, for individuals, even if they understand that the sacrifice today is for less sacrifice in the future, such a decision is still too cruel.Because, they will keep asking, why is it my turn to sacrifice?Is it the turn of my loved ones, those I care about and those I love?

However, no matter how many times you ask, the answer is always the same.Individuals must obey the collective.

Regardless of whether it is war and suffering or happiness and peace ahead, individuals have never had the ability to stop it.

Qin Li asked himself why he didn't want Ming Jue to intervene in the dispute between the two families. Perhaps he was afraid that Ming Jue would also become one of the players in that zero-sum game.But if you don't want to be a player, you have to become a pawn or a bargaining chip in the player's hand.

Can I not do it?

No.

Sometimes even players are pawns.

Personal powerlessness feels like a contagious disease.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky outside the window, Qin Li suddenly heard a sentence: "More important than... is the Asian League and all the people of the Asian League." These abrupt words burned him inexplicably. heart of.

Qin Li froze in place for a long time, and something different gushed out of the burned place.

Can you not be a player or a pawn?

Can't.But there are those who have been fighting not to be players and pawns, to avoid the zero-sum game that might unfold.

who is it?

is it him?

he?

At this moment, countless images related to Lord Qin flashed through Qin Li's mind: he swore loyalty to Lord Qin under the "induction" of the squinting white paper fan, he practiced guns endlessly in the training ground, and his first The first time I got Master Qin's approving eyes and so on.

Those images flashed by quickly, then gathered together like a revolving lantern, slowly faded, and then disappeared.

After that, countless sonorous words came to him urgently.

"More important than... is the Asian League and all the people of the Asian League."

"For the prosperity of the Asian League!"

"For the Asian League!"

"He needs to know what he's done."

"Choose things for their own sake."

"He must pledge to be firm and not waver."

"Firm and unwavering."

"do you understand?"

"understand?"

……

He was bewildered by the forceful words.

He closed his eyes unbearably.When he opened it again, he looked at his palms spread out, with a blank expression like Carlos in the daytime.

He suddenly realized that he had no memory, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

The author has something to say:

Mark a thunder (?) in advance, the South American chapter is essentially a tragedy.

I'm not sure what kind of plot I will write/cover my face

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