Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

Early the next morning, Song Yaze woke up before the sun had risen, and there were still a few tired stars hanging in the dark sky.

He turned his head and glanced at the sleeping Caesar beside him, put on his clothes, stepped out of the tent, walked to a nearby high ground, and quietly looked down at the sleeping misery.

The sky was like a smooth dark blue crystal, frozen quietly, and an unreal red light surged from the horizon.

This is such a rare peace, as if hunger and disease have also gone to sleep, and Pandora's box has never been opened.Perhaps the quiet nature always allows people to spread their thoughts to the most free state.

Song Yaze stood still, enjoying this moment, his eyes drawn to infinity by the long horizon.He has never felt that the world is so peaceful, and he has never been so rich in thoughts.

Footsteps behind him interrupted his thoughts.

Song Yaze turned around and saw that Caesar was wearing black clothes with all the buttons crookedly buttoned.His face was flushed, and he looked a little flustered: "Why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time. I thought you left..."

Song Yaze smiled and said calmly: "This is all desert sand, where can I go!"

Caesar walked up to him with lingering fear, with a gloomy face, and said sullenly: "I'm sorry... I... I really can't bear to lose... When I opened my eyes, I saw you disappeared... I'm really sorry... nervous……"

Song Yaze was surprised, and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Since I said I would help you, I won't leave without saying goodbye. But..."

He was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to say 'sorry'! I've never heard you apologize before. You have really changed and become more approachable."

Caesar looked at the horizon in the distance, with a sore nose, and said in a heavy tone: "I seem to understand what understanding is. I never knew what pain is before, and I don't care about other people's pain. Now I seem to be a little enlightened..."

Song Yaze paused, looked at him blankly, and said with a hint of relief in his tone, "You have grown up."

The sun bounced upwards, the sky gradually cleared, and the dull golden light shone on the two of them.

Caesar looked serious, and his voice was deep and hoarse, mixed with the vicissitudes honed over the years: "Maybe when I learn to be considerate, it is when I grow up. Although I am not doing well now, I am willing to try to do it..."

He looked back at Song Yaze and said solemnly, "It starts with you."

Song Yaze smiled and said, "I'm honored to be the first person you understand."

At this time, because the sky had some light, there was a sign that the earth was about to wake up.There was a rustling sound from the refugee camp, and three short children ran out.

The three children who appeared suddenly attracted the attention of Caesar and Song Yaze.

They are only five or six years old, with smiles on their faces.Although their little faces are dirty and their yellow teeth are showing through their grins, they are still innocent and happy. They are young and have no malice towards the world.

They picked up the loose stones on the ground with their little dirty hands and beat each other.When the stones collide, the sound is by no means crisp and pleasant, but they listen to it, and they sing out of tune nursery rhymes to the rhythm, and even dance with their hands.

This is the happiness exclusive to the poor, the rare innocence in the world, and the hope in the midst of suffering.There is no such pure and beautiful thing in the world of adults.

Such a childlike scene deeply shocked the two people on the high ground. Caesar was a little stunned, and his original arrogance towards the poor was greatly reduced at this moment.

Song Yaze, who has lived for a long time, is even more touched. Perhaps when a person has gone through thousands of sails, what moves him most is not money and reputation, but the cleanest human nature.

Song Yaze approached the dazed Caesar, put his hand on his shoulder, and said softly, "Look, they have suffered so much since they were young, and they may have lost their parents, but now they can still find joy in suffering."

He paused for a few more seconds, looked at Caesar's face, and said solemnly: "The dead have left forever, but the living want to live better."

Caesar's heart tightened suddenly, the pain was so painful that he couldn't extricate himself.He is always eager to cross this hurdle in his heart, but every time he surrenders when he is about to complete his goal.

Pain and self-blame set off a huge wave in his heart, he subconsciously closed his eyes and covered his face, panting slightly.

After a while, he took down his palm and found that there was no tear, but his throat was sore and sore.

"Caesar, look at me." Song Yaze pulled his shoulders, cupped his face with both hands, and forced him to look at himself.

"Everything is in the past, even if you are wrong."

Caesar stared blankly into his eyes, his chest was oppressed for a while, a huge soreness surged up, his jaw trembled violently, and he couldn't utter a word.

Song Yaze looked at him firmly, and repeated: "Everything is over, even if you are wrong."

The sourness finally broke through the limit, rushing like a torrent, and Caesar's heart was instantly rushed to infinity.

He first gripped Song Yaze's clothes tightly, and then beat his chest and shoulders excitedly.

Song Yaze was in pain from his beating, but still looked at him with a smile.

Caesar was out of control, and his sourness finally turned into tears, streaming down in streams.

He wept uncontrollably, everything in his mind disappeared, and he let out the pain he had accumulated for a long time.

"I was wrong... I killed my father..."

He confessed bitterly that all his emotions had reached their peak. This was Kuafu's day-to-day emotional unrestrainedness, and all his control was burned to ashes.

"Yes. You're wrong..." Song Yaze let go of his face with a smile, "but it's over, you're not what you used to be."

Caesar raised his head with blurred vision, wept and held him tightly in his arms, crying hoarsely, wetting his shoulders wet.

Not since his birth had he overflowed with so many emotions, not just grief.

The sun finally jumped out of the horizon, sweeping away all the darkness.All life, or non-life, is illuminated.

This is a new day, a day full of vitality, and although it is filled with the most tragic sorrows in the world, it is still undeniable that there is still a breathless hope here.

Mrs. Weisha looked in the mirror with the sunshine from the window. She kept her plain face here, but she was always neat and clean.

She looked out of the window, the sunlight reflected gold in her gray eyes, she just felt that today's sunshine was extra glaring and warm.

She put on the protective clothing and walked out of the lounge steadily, but met Kaiser and Song Yaze at the door of the lounge.

Caesar's face was flushed and his eyes were red and swollen, while Song Yaze was still calm and breezy as always, but there was some relief and relaxation in his eyes.

Seeing Caesar's obviously crying face, Mrs. Weisha became suspicious and asked in surprise, "My child! Why are you crying?"

She quickly picked up the handkerchief and wiped it for him, and after a pause, she suddenly realized: "Why are you willing to enter the refugee camp today?"

Caesar sniffed, his voice still mixed with a strong nasal voice: "I contacted Sidon's supplier and asked them to send more supplies, and I will pay for it."

Mrs. Weisha was stunned in surprise, her hand holding the handkerchief was still in the air, and it took a long time before she said pleasantly: "Great! My baby! You are finally willing to support me!"

Seeing her beaming with joy, Caesar was also infected and chuckled: "Mother, I will always support you from now on..." He turned his head to look at Song Yaze again, and said firmly, "I will try to be considerate too. "

Madam Weisha lifted Caesar's head in relief, and placed a mother's kiss on his forehead, "My child, you will be happy in the future..."

She turned her head again, looked at Song Yaze gratefully and said, "I just said, he needs you."

……

This evening, the supplies arrived.Thanks to Caesar's deep pockets, all the food and medicine were transported by air. In addition to the hot chocolate powder that Caesar specially ordered, new tents were also shipped in.

Half of the people in the refugee camp moved into new tents, which suddenly became much more spacious.

In addition to supplies, there are also new medical teams and equipment. They wear more rigorous protective clothing and come to this disease-ravaged place like angels.

Nanluo, a country that has been huddled in a corner and struggling to survive, finally has a star of hope today.

The tears in the morning washed away the gloom and gloom in Caesar's heart, and he felt refreshed all day, his steps were much lighter, and he regained his pointing and passionate appearance, and his body was full of vitality.

The largest shareholder probably has the greatest say.Although Kaiser has no official position in the UNHCR, all the nurses are obsessed with him because of the high amount of money he pays.

Even the Nanluo refugees knew that this handsome young man in black was not to be trifled with, and when they saw him, they gave way, as if avoiding a plague god.

Caesar poured the chocolate powder into the cup, went to the water receiving place with his head held high, and pressed his finger to the hot water button.

At this time, his finger touched another thin black finger and wanted to press it at the same time.The little black finger withdrew like an electric shock, as if it had been scalded.

Song Yaze stood behind Caesar and saw this scene:

Caesar raised his chin and drooped his eyelids, looking at a child who only reached his waist, with an oppressive aura.The child looked at him in horror, and the paper cup in his hand was crumpled.

The child was stunned for a while, then quickly turned around and left.His footsteps were messy, and he bumped into Song Yaze who was behind him, and he didn't care about apologizing, so he stumbled and fled.

Caesar shook the cup, smelling the mellow chocolate smell, and felt the pores all over his body relax.

He took a sip, sighed contentedly, and said with a smile, "There are a lot of nurses here today, so you won't be so busy in the future."

Song Yaze nodded relaxedly: "Yes, I can finally take a breather."

Caesar narrowed his eyes, walked over with the cup, pulled his arm and walked out, and said mysteriously as he walked: "I also brought you a surprise today, it's in our small tent..."

The two returned to their exclusive tent.Caesar turned on the ceiling lamp, and Song Yaze saw the long object lying on the bed, and exclaimed in surprise, "Smoke?!"

Seeing his surprised reaction, Caesar nodded as if taking credit.

Song Yaze took out one with itchy hands and lit it, and sat outside the tent to smoke.Caesar also sat next to him and took a sip of hot chocolate.

Both of them are quietly enjoying their favorite taste, one is tobacco and the other is sweet and greasy.

They looked at the dense stars, and the surroundings were so quiet, only the sound of burning tobacco and swallowing liquid.

"I want to understand a lot today." Caesar put down his empty cup and said calmly, "I used to conscript to fight for the sake of all mankind. Now think about it, I have brought pain to them, and I am a sinner..."

Song Yaze was worried that his old sorrow would revive, so he quickly pressed his shoulder and took down the cigarette: "Your intention is good, but the method is too drastic."

Caesar smiled calmly, looked at his worried expression and said, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about me. I can look at the past calmly. I tried it today, and I can eat meat."

He took Song Yaze's hand and held it, smiling unabated: "I will never start a war again. Maybe I can use a more mature method to change the world. This is my ideal."

"What method?" Song Yaze asked curiously.

"Hmm..." Caesar dragged the end of his voice, and his tone was very uncertain, "I haven't figured it out yet. I'm still too young, and time will tell me the answer."

"It won't take long, and you will definitely find out the answer soon, because you have become a person who is good at thinking." Song Yaze looked at him firmly, with a firm tone.

"Actually, these days, I also want to understand a lot, just like you."

Caesar became interested, he sat up straight and asked, "Tell me!"

Song Yaze thought for a while and said, "I've always had a kind of self-righteousness that doesn't show itself. I feel that I can see through everything after living a long time..."

Caesar burst out laughing: "You live a long time? You are only four or five years older than me."

Song Yaze ignored him and continued, "But after seeing your growth today, I realized that the maturity of a person's thinking has little to do with his age, but has a lot to do with whether he is good at thinking."

With a serious expression, he looked back at the laughing Caesar: "I think your ideal will definitely come true, and you will become more and more mature."

Caesar gradually put away his laughing demeanor, perhaps inspired by Song Yaze, a fire of passion suddenly ignited in his heart.

He looked up at the starry sky and said loudly: "I used to want a world with advanced civilization and no poverty. But now I want to add one more, that is, no war! This is my ideal!"

"All people will be fed, all sick people will be treated, and all children will be able to go to school!"

"Everyone, rich or poor, has the opportunity to compete, and everyone has access to the highest technology. There are hospitals and schools everywhere, and places to play and entertain..."

Caesar spoke emotionally, his eyes sparkled, Song Yaze was moved by his enthusiasm, and looked at him with admiration.

"Everyone can do what they want to do according to their own ideas and preferences, without being embarrassed by money and status. Talented people don't have to be dragged down by poverty. Every parent can afford to support their children, and they can also be supported by their children when they are old. ..."

"Every regime no longer wages war. Guns and cannons are invented for criminals, not for people!"

He spoke louder and louder, his body trembled, his eyes were full of excitement, and he looked at the night sky with a smile, as if he was swearing the most powerful oath to the sky.

He turned around excitedly and put his arms around Song Yaze's shoulders.Just now he uttered his ideal aloud, so heartily and vividly that he couldn't control himself, a shudder surged up in his body.

He held Song Yaze's face tremblingly, and kissed it excitedly, he couldn't control his excitement.

"I love you!" Caesar said loudly to him, his eyes full of excitement and anticipation, "Are you willing to change the world with me?"

Song Yaze remained silent, and it took him a long time to reply: "The decision is in your hands."