After death, the white moonlight became the mortal enemy

Xia Chen can't cry, he is a robot, his tears are fake, everything is fake.

The moment when he fell to the ground in a car accident and was about to die, and the moment when he was reborn and found himself a robot with no mouth or chirp, neither made him feel as sad as he does now.

It turned out that he was nothing.

His ears seemed to be deaf, and he could no longer listen to the conversation between the two, bowing his back like a beast licking its wounds.

I don't know how long it took before he got up. His two hands were tied behind his back, so he could only use his strength slowly, and directly crossed the top of his head in a breaking posture, and came to the front of him.

He took a look at the way the elbow was tied, and it wasn't a dead knot, so he bit it with his mouth. Fortunately, his teeth were hard enough. After biting loose, he directly broke the chain, and then easily untied the chain on his feet. open.

But escaping from the carriage was still a problem. He reached out to touch the car, guessing that the car was not as hard as himself, so he gritted his teeth and turned his grief and anger into strength. He directly punched a hole in the carriage, and then opened the hole with his hands. Successfully escaped from the car.

He didn't know what he was going to do, he just wanted to escape at this moment, walking aimlessly along the winding road.It was already noon when he walked out of the suburbs.

But today the fog is heavy, there is no sunshine, and the weather is gloomy, just like his heart at the moment.

He sniffled and sat in a corner of the park, holding a bottle of Fat House Happy Water in his hand, drinking while feeling sad.

He is not human!

He is really not a person!

The sad atmosphere was strong, and a group of teenagers playing scooters happily slid past him, like a hurricane, which made his clothes flutter and his hair messy, and scattered the emotions he had just accumulated.

He took a deep breath and raised his head to drink the happy water.

"Ultraman is not fake! Not fake!"

"He is fake! He doesn't exist at all! Only a fool like you would believe in the existence of Ultraman!"

A few older teenagers surrounded a little boy, pushing and shoving the little boy, while irritating the little boy with words.

"If there is Ultraman, why doesn't he come to save you?"

"Yeah, where's your Ultraman?"

"O...Ultraman...it must be something that didn't come..."

A little boy in a black and white plaid shirt was pushed to the edge of the flower bed, and the scooter with the shape of Ultraman printed under his feet was also thrown into the flower bed.He was like a little doormat, holding his mouth shut, wanting to cry, but trying to hold back, his nose was red, and although he was trembling with anger, he looked inexplicably cute.

Xia Chen rubbed the center of his brows helplessly, and his sadness was interrupted again. This group of teenagers who have nowhere to rest their energy still lack the beatings of society!

"Hahaha... Ultraman doesn't exist at all, don't lie to yourself...you..."

The boy in the white T-shirt was halfway through speaking when his collar was suddenly lifted up, and his throat was immediately stuck, making him unable to speak.

Xia Chen looked at him condescendingly, his voice was as thick as a bell and drum, "Did you say Ultraman doesn't exist?"

"Ben... originally... didn't... exist..."

Xia Chen smiled, put him down, and then performed a 360-degree head rotation in front of him. Turning around, the two eyeballs were turned out, spinning back and forth with the head like a yo-yo.

The teenagers were stunned for a moment when they saw this situation, and then ran away screaming, "Ahhhh..."

"Ghost ah ah..."

Xia Chen saw that after scaring them away, he stopped spinning, and after stabilizing his head, he stuffed his eyeballs back into their sockets. Now that he is doing this set of movements, he is as smooth as clouds and flowing water.

His calf was suddenly hugged by someone, he lowered his head, and saw a little boy whose head was only as high as his knees, with his head up, looking pitifully but full of admiration at him.

"Are you really Ultraman?"

Xia Chen hesitated for a while, feeling that he couldn't deceive the children, "I'm not Ultraman, I'm Iron Man."

"..."

Xia Chen leaned down, tapped his chest, and signaled the little boy to listen to the sound, "Look, I'm covered in steel."

"Wow..." The little boy stroked Xia Chen's body as if he had discovered a new world, "You are really Iron Man! That's great! I like Iron Man too! Can you take me flying?"

Xia Chen showed embarrassment, but luckily the little boy didn't force him to fly, but happily circled around him, then took the Ultraman skateboard out of the flower bed and put it next to Xia Chen's legs.

"Iron Man, I saw that you seemed to be in a bad mood just now, do you want to skateboard, every time I am in a bad mood, I skateboard, it feels like flying."

This... Is it the so-called, as long as I run faster than Sadness, then Sadness can't catch me?

Xia Chen remembered that he hadn't played a skateboard for a long time, and he got excited, so he stepped on it, and was about to take off, but he heard a click, and the skateboard was trampled to pieces by him.

Xia Chen's body froze, and he slowly looked down at the cracked skateboard, and then slowly down at the little boy beside him.

Seeing this, the little boy burst into tears. The cry was even sadder than when he just found out that Ultraman was fake. He ran away, "Woooo...I want to tell my mother...boo... ...you smashed my skateboard..."

"..." Xia Chen.

Didn't you happily circle around him just now?Are you saying that he is his Ultraman, Iron Man?

Why do you have to sue in the blink of an eye?

This little brat...

Xia Chen felt guilty and wanted to run away, but before running away, he thoughtfully pressed a few banknotes under the skateboard.

This park couldn't last longer, but he didn't know where to go. He walked along the road for a while, and the sky was gradually getting dark. There were many people and bustles around him, but he felt extremely lonely.

This promising world can't even accommodate an AI.

After walking for a while, he found that this street was the one he lived in before he died, and he didn't know if the small one-bedroom house he rented was still there.

No, it should be said that Xia Chen rented the house.

He felt sad again, walked to the familiar neighborhood unknowingly, wandered around downstairs a few times, and finally walked in.

The password of the electronic lock was his birthday, he didn't know if there was a replacement here, he entered the password tentatively, and found that the door was opened!

The layout of the room was exactly the same as the day he left. The strange thing was that there was no dust in the room, as if someone was cleaning it regularly.

It's really weird.

But he didn't have time to think about this strange thing at the moment, he lay down on the bed sadly, curled up.The night gradually enveloped him like a curtain. He was very tired, and after his body didn't move, he was automatically in power-saving mode.

My mind was in a trance, thinking of Tan Ming uncontrollably, and I didn't know what he was doing now?

Are you trying to snatch Xia Chen's body from Song Yu?

Did he find himself lost?

Forget it, Qin Ming doesn't care about himself, he loves him and pets him, but it's because he is Xia Chen's mistress, and he has Xia Chen's memory in his head.

Today Song Yu's words suddenly rang in his ears again, if Xia Chen wakes up, then what is he?

He will be destroyed by them, because he has no meaning of existence.

But it's not fair to him.

"Qin Ming, how could you do this?"

Xia Chen was angry and sad, he had nowhere to vent his anger, he could only be bored in his heart, that heart was obviously mechanical, but at this moment, he felt pain in his heart...

It hurts to death.

But if he died, no one would care.

In memory, the scene where those two people cared about him belonged to Xia Chen.

When I was a freshman, I just entered the military training, Xia Chen was punished to stand alone because of crutches, and after a while, Qin Ming from the next class was also fined to stand out because of crutches.

The instructor found two sticks and asked them to hold them in their left and right hands, one in front of the other, and urge each other to correct their walking posture.

At that time, Xia Chen hadn't gotten into trouble with Qin Ming yet, seeing that Qin Ming had also been punished, he kindly comforted Qin Ming, but behind him, Qin Ming couldn't tell, and only agreed in a low voice.

The two of them practiced for a while, but Song Yu still didn't get the correct walking posture. Suddenly, Song Yu stood up and said that he wanted to help them correct their walking posture. The instructor nodded happily.

Xia Chen hurriedly left the front seat to Song Yu, wanting Song Yu to lead them, but Song Yu intervened between him and Qin Ming, straightened his back, and taught the two of them one by one.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Song Yu was also abducted.

One pass two, two pass three, three pass the audience.

That day, the instructor almost fainted from anger, and punished Xia Chen and the three to continue practicing. If the practice was not right, they would not have lunch.

At noon, the sun was a bit strong, Xia Chen hadn't eaten breakfast, his hands were shaking after the hypoglycemia came up, his eyes went dark when he turned the corner, and he passed out straight away.When he fell to the ground, he was not completely unconscious, but the picture in front of him showed a semi-circular shape. Seeing Qin Ming and Song Yu rushing over, their faces were distorted, as if they were vying to hug each other. He, but he has no memory of who picked him up in the end.

I only remember that when he woke up, he was lying in the infirmary with the infusion on his arm, and Song Yu was lying on the bench watching over him.

At that time, Qin Ming must have been worried about him too.

But at that time, he didn't care about Tan Ming's thoughts at all, all he was thinking about was Song Yu.

But what does this have to do with me?

What they care about is Xia Chen, and has nothing to do with him on Xizao [-]th.

He hugged his head, choked up in pain, and didn't want to think about those memories anymore, but he recalled them uncontrollably...

He usurped other people's memory, other people's beauty...

On the other hand, after Zhuo Xiaopang woke up for the third time in the hospital, he decided to find a master to check the situation. The master said that it might be because after Xia Chen died, he still had some greed for the world, so he walked around in the world.As long as Xia Chen burns more paper money to make Xia Chen happy in that world, he won't think about coming to the human world.

Zhuo Xiaopang felt that what the master said was reasonable, so he bought a stack of paper money and went to the place where Xia Chen lived before his death.

He squatted at the door, talking to himself while burning paper money.

"Xia Chen, I know that you died suddenly, and I still feel reluctant to part with the world, so I also don't want to part with you..."

"I'll burn some paper money for you now, and you can live a good life over there."

"You will miss my brother from now on, just look for him, in fact, my brother... is not afraid of you, really not afraid of you. It's just that I was a little excited when I saw you before, so I fainted, hehe..."

After Zhuo Xiaopang finished burning the paper, he stood up and found that the door of Xia Chen's house was not locked, it was only closed, his heart skipped a beat, what's going on?

Is it a thief?

Thinking of this, he gently opened the door, picked up the vase on the side, looked around the living room and saw nothing unusual, so he went to the bedroom to have a look. As soon as he opened the door of the bedroom, he saw someone lying on the bed.

Although the light in the bedroom was very dark, the moonlight just came in from the window, which could clearly illuminate the figure of the person on the bed.

It's Xia Chen.

Zhuo Xiaopang staggered in fright, and fled out the door with the vase in his arms, screaming as he fled.

"Xia...Xia Chen, take it easy...rest...rest...brother...someday...come again...to see you..."

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lay了/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~感谢在2021-03-1200:31:19~2021-03-1301:52:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Sanqiu; 3 bottles of watermelon juice; 2 bottles of Buddha-like Ali;