Hades system

Qiu Yu was running home quickly, and what Bai Ziren said to him just now seemed to be in his ears.

—Old lady, she is dying.

Human life is so short, and many things that Qiu Yu originally planned have not been realized, and this ignorant old man is about to leave in such a hurry.

No one will look at him with that kind of loving eyes anymore, no one will call his name over and over again, even if he knows that the old lady is not calling him, but the armadillo will have a little bit of anxiety from time to time. Sad and envious.

He has been Qiu Yu for five years.

In the past five years, no matter what Wang Wei told him to find him a better place, he was not tempted.

At first he felt that he wanted to find a place to belong to, but later he felt that he actually just wanted to have an ideal.

He lives in the house of this little policeman named Qiu Yu every day, living instead of him while maintaining the illusion that he is still alive. Every single person in the small room is full of traces of this young man's past life. The certificate of commendation, the childhood family portrait on the table, the diary in the drawer, two sets of comics on the bookshelf, and the cherished middle school football shoes under the bed.

This young man lives a clean, ordinary and simple life. What makes him most admired and moved is his integrity and bravery.In the end, it was his integrity and bravery that brought him to a dead end.

He did not succumb to the coercion and temptation of criminal forces, nor did he bow his head to the murderers who tormented him.

Everyone has backbone and dignity, but in different situations, the existence of these two things is another matter.

People always admire these hard bones, but they often add in admiration, which is a bit complicated, this person is really stupid.

Not everyone has the awareness to be this fool, especially in that situation.

But unfortunately, the real Qiu Yu did it.

"My ideal is to be a policeman. Because my father was killed by bad people. My father died, and my mother was very sad every day. She was crying all the time. I wanted to cry when I saw it. I hate those You are a villain, so I will be a great policeman in the future, and I will arrest all the villains in this world so that they will stop harming other people's fathers."

The armadillo lies on the little bed that this man once slept in every day, because to imitate a person, one must always understand a person, so he tried hard to understand why this fragile human being made such a brave and fearless act before he died. move.

Then, he found the answer in the diary that Qiu Yu wrote when he was a teenager.

The little policeman already had a precious heart when he was a child.

The tear-stained handwriting recorded the child's psychological dynamics at the most unfortunate time in his life, and also showed why he ended up on this path.

Armadillos have never had such a thing.Because he's not human at all, he can't understand either.

Wang Wei is not human just like him, but Wang Wei always seems to live a more chic and comfortable life than him.He has a daughter and a job. Before he became Wang Wei, he had done many, many other jobs, and he was able to do everything to the best of his ability, but it seemed a little difficult to put it on the armadillo.

"I will treat my mother well in the future, be a good son, and be a good policeman."

Clumsily followed Qiu Yu's diary and began to record his feelings at the back. Armadillo finally finished writing all of this diary, which was originally only one-third written, and bought two more.

Most of the above records are some trivial details of taking care of the old lady, and sometimes, there are records of some unsatisfactory things.

Armadillo has not yet found out how to make himself ideal, but as a first step, he decided to start by imitating the little policeman.

Even though the real little policeman was dead, his body was buried and his soul disappeared, the armadillo tried to find him for a long time, but he was nowhere to be found.

He regards this person's mother as his own mother, and tirelessly respects and loves him; he regards this person's ideal as his own, and strives to achieve it.

Armadillo knew it was boring, but he couldn't think of... a better way.

He was moved by the old lady's love for his son, and also admired by the son's selflessness to the country.

The real Qiu Yu has gone to help everyone, so he will stay and take care of Xiaojia.

This is why armadillos have persisted.

But now Bai Ziren told him... the old lady was dying.

Armadillo didn't know why, but at that moment, he suddenly wanted to cry.

He is the one who is too involved in the drama, and he is also the one who is wishful thinking.

In the end, he still had nothing and gained nothing.

Although he knew from the beginning that he was a monster occupying someone else's position, the feeling that he was about to lose something important still made him very uncomfortable.

And the saddest thing is that even his mother, who has been calling him for five years, seems so dishonest.

"mom!!"

Rushing into the house in a panic, Qiu Yu searched the living room and the balcony but could not find the old lady.

It wasn't until he found the last bedroom that he saw the old lady curled up on the bed, and her eyes were tightly closed.

"mom……"

His face was pale with fright, and he wanted to hug the old lady when he stepped forward. Qiu Yu could feel his hands trembling constantly, and the feeling of trembling at the tip of his heart made him a little light-headed. He took a few deep breaths hard, trying to Show your true colors and send the old man to the hospital quickly.But when he thought of what Bai Ziren said to him before he came, his eyes turned red.

"Armadillo, the old man... She really is at the end of her life. Her life was not going well. She lost her husband in middle age and lost her son in old age. She was destined to be miserable in her old age. Because of your existence, she has become more Five years of life, and the end of life, without a trace of pain, you can continue to be a human being in the next life... You have already done everything you can, so why continue to let her live in a muddle... Just look at it."

There was nothing wrong with Bai Ziren's words, Qiu Yu's heart was in a mess, his face was pale, because he was at a loss, he could only kneel in front of the old lady's window for a while, but he didn't know what to do next.

He could vaguely hear the old lady breathing a little bit, and her chest was slowly rising and falling. The old lady's hair was combed well by Qiu Yu before she went out in the morning, and the dark purple silk dress on her body was also brand new. Brand-new.She looks like she is asleep, her face is unbelievably peaceful, this is the most painless way of death for human beings, not because of suffering from illness, nor because of self-abandonment, it's just because people will always come to this end , Sometimes, people even go away so silently in a dream, without even realizing it.

"Mother……"

Shouting one after another, Qiu Yu's eyes were red, and he held the old lady's palm and refused to let go.Warm, rough, the hand that belonged to the old man still had some remaining warmth. After a while, she gradually became stiff and no longer alive. At this moment, the old man who had been sleeping drowsily opened his hand. A little eye, and then called out in a trance voice.

"Xiao...Xiaoyu?"

The last dim light of life is lit, which symbolizes a certain end and a certain beginning.

Armadillo nodded, his face was full of tears, he wanted to call Mom again, but he felt inexplicably ironic, he didn't want to lie to the old man at the last moment of his death, but when he was silent and didn't know what to do, The old man suddenly raised his hand gently, touched the armadillo's cheek, and smiled softly.

"You are not mother's Xiaoyu... right... right..."

Every word of the old man seemed gentle and loving, and her eyes were still as cloudy and ignorant as before, but vaguely, there was always a strange thoroughness hidden in them.

"Mom's Xiaoyu likes to eat...fish, but you...never eat fish...Mom's Xiaoyu is very...smart and can do everything...but you, sometimes you can't even fix a light bulb ...You always make delicious food for me... Xiaoyu's child doesn't like to cook at all...Your temper is also soft...Xiaoyu, you are just a grumpy temper, why don't you screw me up Going to be a policeman..."

Even though she is unconscious, she still firmly remembers every bit of her son. At the last moment of her life, the old man did not forget to talk about the benefits of her son. She squinted her eyes, with a soft smile on her lips, Although her breathing was weak, she was steady. She tried to say some words that she still remembered, but these words made the armadillo kneeling by the bed completely ashamed.

"I'm sorry...you...it's my fault...it's all my fault...I shouldn't lie to you..."

Trembling and struggling to utter a few words from his throat, Armadillo only felt that his heart was so sad, he felt extremely ashamed, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and he really wanted to ask himself what's the use of doing so much, others simply It's so stupid to see everything... But when the words came to his lips, the armadillo finally turned it into a crying sorry.

"You are not mine... Xiaoyu."

The voice was gradually weakening, the old lady gently took the hand of the armadillo, she paused, and then, under the incredible gaze of the armadillo, said intermittently,

"But you are also...my son..."

After the old lady said this, she smiled slightly, her eyes were imprinted with the shadow of an armadillo, this child who has patiently taken care of her for so long and decorated her old age that should have been as lonely as the Dead Sea is no longer lonely at this moment She cried so sadly that the old lady felt a little distressed.

"Since you call me mom... you are my child, Bi Chunxiu. I didn't give you anything, but I made you tired, suffer, and accommodate me as a mother... My child, you have worked hard, you have worked hard... If you If you like it, just treat me as your own mother... We didn't have a destiny in the previous life, you couldn't throw yourself into my stomach, if you want to shout now, you have time... you have time..."

After saying this, the old lady coughed. She lay on the bed, feeling the anger slipping away from her body little by little. There was darkness in front of her eyes, and only one direction was bright. She seemed to have finally settled her mind. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly smiled behind the armadillo like a child discovering something novel.

"Hey... what did I see... Xiaoyu, you are here to pick up mom..."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man's eyes closed, and the armadillo beside the bed yelled "Mom" in a trance, and then there were footsteps behind him. As soon as the armadillo turned around, it saw a young man who looked exactly like him rushing towards him. He nodded gratefully.

"My name is Qiu Yu, and I'm here...to pick up our mother."

……

"The young policeman died heroically in the line of duty. His mother just passed away half a month ago, and he was also seriously injured many years ago..."

Wang Wei was sitting in a simple fried chicken fast food restaurant, looking down at the newspaper in his hand. His clothes were obviously out of place here, but he still sat leisurely, as if those curious gazes on him were not enough for him. consider.

A photo of a young police officer was posted on the front page of the newspaper. The black and white printing effect looked particularly unlucky. Wang Wei squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for several times, then curled his lips in disgust.

"You're obviously pretty...why are you still making such a bad face at me all day long..."

He muttered lightly, and took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose. His slender and thin eyebrows looked like a middle-aged man's special charm, and his thin cheeks were too pale at the moment.

Half a month ago, Qiu Yu's mother died.

The real Qiu Yu took the old man away, saying that he would take his mother around first, and then go to reincarnation together with peace of mind.

The old man has been confused for so long, now that he is a ghost, he will naturally become sober.The affectionate look of the mother and child, whom I haven't seen for many years, looks moving. Of course, this is also enough torment for the armadillo on the side.

However, the last words of the old man more or less comforted the armadillo. In addition, he did not expect to get anything, so he worked so hard to treat the old man, so it was not until Qiu Yu and him After the mother left, the armadillo did not show any problems. Until a few days ago, the police broke out again. In order to rescue the two hostages, the armadillo was directly slit open by the robber and died on the spot.

Of course, this is just the truth that everyone sees on the surface, but in fact, Armadillo just finally wants to end Qiu Yu's identity and go to the next life.

There are not too many complaints, and there is no excessive sadness, but I have done what I should do, and after that, just let it go.

The little policeman Qiu Yu is dead, and the monster armadillo is still alive. He has returned to Wang Wei's side again. Obviously, after the last encounter, he will appear a little lost for a long time.

Although a few days later, the psychologically powerful monster was revived again with full blood, and he was looking for a new identity and a new beginning again. This time, he was a big man with no relatives and no reason who had just attempted suicide in his apartment. Second student.

——His name is Qiu Yu.

"咚咚-"

The window glass was knocked several times, and when Wang Wei raised his head, he saw a handsome guy with round eyes outside the window, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, looking at him impatiently.

"come out faster--"

Liping impatiently at him, the armadillo let out a childish breath on the glass and wrote a contemptuous emoji.

Seeing this, Wang Wei laughed, and simply let out a sigh of relief at the glass, then raised his finger, and wrote a few words lightly.

"iy"