[Comprehensive] System, please don't die again

Just like a moody child, it was sunny and sunny just now, but the bright sun was suddenly covered by dark clouds, accompanied by flashes of lightning in the sky, manic furious winds, and heavy rain whizzed down instantly, causing the streets to Pedestrians who came and went hurriedly hid in the shops on the street, smiling embarrassedly at the shopkeepers.

The crowded street just now disappeared without a trace of people, only the trees on both sides were clattering under the action of the wind, and a few vehicles drove away quickly with dazzling headlights, accompanied by such Sewage splashed by the curtain.

Long Mo dragged his folded legs like this, climbing bit by bit in the heavy rain, his patched underwear kept rubbing against the ground, revealing his blue and red skin, and the wet and cold skin fused with the wound. Under the watering of the rain, the clothes were separated from the wound and stuck tightly to the body.

His abdomen, which had not eaten for a long time, made a "cuckling" sound, and his whole body was aching, cold and hungry.

O this indifferent world,

How can people who are too busy to take care of themselves care about a beggar?

Stopping his body, raising his head, letting the rain wash away, Long Mo closed his eyes mockingly, he would never admit that he was crying, it was just rain, everything was just rain.

With Long Mo like this, no one would believe that he was actually the son of the Long family. It should be said that no one knew that the Long family had a son named Long Mo. In the eyes of the world, the Long family only had one young master named Long Tianling.

The Long Family, the head of the five top families in the Dragon Kingdom, a family of ancient martial arts that lives in the city, Long Mo's father is the current Patriarch of the Long Family, and his mother, Chen Linglan, is the daughter of the Chen Family who has a good relationship with the Long Family. The finger pulp is a pair of married childhood sweethearts who are well-matched.

It stands to reason that the Long family has not been destroyed, so how could Long Mo become so miserable?

Because, the one that was destroyed was the Chen family of Longmo's mother clan.

The Chen family is different from the Long family of the ancient martial arts family. The Chen family belongs to the military world. After Chen Linglan's father died for the country, Chen's mother entrusted the newly-consumed Chen Linglan to the Long family who had a marriage contract, and then died in love.

Chen Linglan married Long Zunguo, the next head of the Long family, who was also Long Mo's father, at a young age.

However, Long Zunguo, who was still in college at the time, already had a girl he liked, so Long Zunguo, who was forced by his parents to marry Chen Linglan, directed all his hatred towards Chen Linglan.

God is pitiful for the Miss Chen family who lost her doting parents and married Long Zunguo before recovering from the blow. Looking at the handsome and handsome Long Zunguo, she thought she could get another favor, but she didn't want to be more miserable Things are waiting for her.

Ever since marrying Long Zunguo, Long Zunguo has always beaten and scolded her, treating her as a plaything to vent his anger on, and when his parents were still alive, he loved her like a daughter and his in-laws, ignoring Long Zunguo's treatment of her. Abuse. Treat.

And after Chen Linglan had Long Mo, Long Zunguo didn't stop beating her, on the contrary, it became even more vicious. She was not in good health, and after giving birth to Long Mo, she was even weaker.

Long Zunguo didn't treat her kindly because of the fact that she gave birth to a son. Instead, he brought a baby back the second day after she gave birth and told Chen Linglan that this was the only son in his heart.

Chen Linglan was hit hard, her weak body could no longer support her, and she died.

Poor Long Mo has become an orphan without a mother and his father doesn't love him. His father beats and scolds him when he moves, the rest of the family ignores his existence, and the servants bully him at will.

It was better when grandparents were around, except for his father, no one dared to bully him so blatantly. When he was in his teens, after his grandparents passed away one after another, all the secret bullying was put on the bright side, and no one hugged him With sympathy, he is like a dirty ball, anyone can step on it.

It's been 20 years of stumbling like this.

Obviously being beaten, scolded and bullied for 20 years, he has developed a cowardly character, but on his 20th birthday, his biological father broke his legs and escaped from the Long family, which was a nightmare for him.

Lying on the ground blankly, looking up at the dark sky, even though the piercing rain kept baptizing him, even if he was splashed with muddy water by a whizzing car, Long Mo did not move at all, all his courage, all his strength All his strength was spent in escaping from the nightmare, and now he only felt weak and cold, and wanted to just close his eyes and lie down.

Is there happiness in escaping the nightmare of dreams?

Thinking of this, Long Mo completely lay down on the ground, his hot body touched the cold ground, making him more dizzy, his eyes half-opened in a daze, and he felt that the whole world had become hazy, like illusion.

In the distance, a figure holding a black umbrella and wearing a black robe slowly approached. Is that the ecstasy messenger?Was that to pick him up?

Suddenly, the rain stopped dripping, the dim sky was completely dark, and a pair of warm hands lifted him up.

Before he fell into a coma, Long Mo saw a blue, bottomless, pure ocean. In the ocean, there was a face with a gentle smile, looking at him nervously and worriedly.

mom.

A touch of coolness and moistness covered his forehead, causing Long Mo to wake up from the darkness that was entangled with him. He opened his eyes, and in front of him was a young man wearing a black monk's uniform with red borders. Zhang's deep but gentle face, a pair of azure blue, extremely pure narrow long phoenix eyes looked at him gently, although he was not very old, but his eyes were so peaceful that Long Mo wanted to cry, to lie in his arms and cry loudly, cry Out of all sorrows and pains.

"You woke up, is there any discomfort?" The monk man's voice was as gentle as others, with a sense of compassion for all sentient beings.

"What place is this? Who are you?" Saved?Long Mo suddenly felt a sigh of relief, such an insignificant self, probably won't be locked up again.

The man gently stretched out his palm to remove the towel, and stroked Long Mo's forehead, "Well, it seems that the fire is over, this is the Holy Hui Church, and I am the priest here, Dylan Milton, you can call me Dylan Father, I met you on the road when I was returning to the church from a friend’s house yesterday. You were injured all over your body and still had a high fever. Because you didn’t have any identification documents on you, I had to carry you back to the church first. Any family members contacted?"

family?Oh, those people wished that he would die outside, Long Mo sneered, but when he saw Father Di Lan's loving eyes, he calmed down, with a hoarse voice that had been silent for a long time, "No, I'm an orphan. "

Father Di Lan held up Long Mo's pale and thin face, looked at him tenderly and said, "If you have nowhere to go, just stay in the church, I won't let you be happy and lazy, I am usually alone in the church , you can just come and help me."

After living for 20 years, Long Mo felt for the first time that the world wasn't pitch black, and it wasn't just about being abused and beaten. After escaping from Long's house, the outside world was so sunny that he wished he could have it all by himself.

"it is good."

The Holy Glory Church with a red roof and white walls has two small gardens. The front garden is full of various bright flowers, which are pleasing to the eyes of the believers who come to worship. Father Dylan, who lived alone in the church, lived a self-sufficient life.

Di Lan, who was still wearing a black monk uniform, looked at Long Mo who was holding a half-unearthed radish with a deep smile. He did such a stupid thing.

Long Mo was also dressed in black, but without red borders. It is said that it was the monk's uniform worn by Dylan before he became a priest. He pulled out a radish and put it in a basket full of vegetables. Long Mo didn't think about it at all. Believe what Dylan said.

"Father Dylan, it's too fake, don't tease me like this, no matter how you look at it, you can't be 30 years old."

Yes, that's right, the two people who were leisurely preparing the ingredients for today's cooking, chatting leisurely, digging vegetables, and chatting about topics reached the age.

Looking at Di Lan who seemed to be the same age as himself, and even Di Lan who looked younger and handsome than himself, Long Mo couldn't believe that there was a ten-year gap between them, a three-year-old generation gap. A little more, how could Long Mo believe it.

"Why would you tease you with your age? When I was 19, my godfather passed away, and I inherited Shenghui. It has been 11 years now, so looking at you, I suddenly miss my youth. I am really old." Picking up the vegetable basket, looking at Long Mo, who was shoulder to shoulder and almost as tall as himself, Di Lan sighed.

Long Mo shook his head, although he knew that Di Lan wouldn't tease himself like this, but he really couldn't believe it, "I won't grow old, if we walk together, others will only think that we are brothers, maybe they will think you are a younger brother Woolen cloth."

"Okay, okay, that's the end of this topic, let's go back and get ready to eat."

"Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. Spare us The debt owed is like our debtor forgiven. Do not let us meet temptation, but deliver us from evil. For excess, power, and glory are all yours, forever, in the holy name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen."

"Amen."

Praying devoutly, even Long Mo, who sat aside and didn't believe in any gods, could feel Dylan's piety, unconsciously, he followed him to read the prayer.

At night, the faint moonlight spilled into the room through the painted glass windows. Long Mo lay on his side on the bed, looking at Di Lan who was sleeping soundly on the opposite wooden bed, always felt that his current ordinary and comfortable life was not real enough.

Obviously everything is so real, why do I always feel that something is wrong in my heart?It was as if the current life was stolen, and it always made him feel guilty in everything he did. He even looked at Di Lan and clamored in his heart that there was no such person. He had never been so happy in his life?

Why?Are you still not used to this kind of life?Is the grip not firm enough?

How about it?How can he make such a life truly belong to him?

Since coming to the church, Long Mo, who hadn't woken up early for a long time, woke up very early in the morning, consciously fetching water and watering the flowers, digging vegetables and cooking.

When Father Di Lan woke up, he saw Long Mo sitting beside his bed looking at him triumphantly.

"I got up early, and I made breakfast, and watered the flowers by the way."

"It's really good. Long Mo is getting more and more sensible. He really is a big boy." Di Lan stroked Long Mo's smooth and black hair, and looked at Long Mo softly with loving eyes like looking at a church member. end.

Looking at Father Di Lan's benevolent gaze towards him, Long Mo felt a surge of hostility from the bottom of his heart.

No, no, it shouldn't be like this, it's not what he expected, what he wanted, what he wanted. . . . . .What exactly does he want?

Turning his head aside, not wanting Father Di Lan to discover his ferocious emotions, Long Mo curled his lips pretending to be angry, "I'm already an adult, okay, but the priest is becoming more and more lazy."

"Lazy? Have I become so lazy?" Father Dylan looked anxiously at his body still lying on the bed, ignoring Long Mo who was sitting on the side, knelt on the bed and made the sign of the cross on his chest, "My lord, please You cleanse and forgive me of all my sins."

Long Mo finally realized that in Father Dylan's heart, the most important thing was his master, even if he looked at others with gentle and peaceful eyes.The most precious thing is his belief, and anything that hinders his belief will be ignored by him.

The nails were tightly pinched into the palm of his hand, and drops of blood flowed down his hand and merged into the black robe.