God is Daozu

Qiangju opened her eyes in her dream.

He was sitting on the stairs in the attic, holding a paper notebook in his hand. He reached out and stroked the damaged corner of the notebook, and then looked up at the woman standing on the stairs. He and the woman were hidden in the darkness together.

"Why don't you turn on the light?" the woman asked.

"Don't turn on the light, just talk in the dark, let's be honest with each other," Qiang Ju heard the rustling of her voice, "I'm 14 years old, right?"

"Yes."

Qiang Ju flipped through the notebook quickly, the sound of brushing was especially obvious in the silence, as if he was about to disappear, he told the woman calmly and distantly, "I found my diary today, and the things recorded in this diary are almost It happened before I was 12 years old, when I was 12 years old, I didn't write a diary for four months, and the last entry in this diary should have been written when I was 13 years old."

Qiangju spoke hoarsely, and he was silent for a moment, "'I don't remember anything, is this what happened to me before?' This is what I wrote in my last diary entry."

"And I'm 14 years old now, I don't remember anything, I don't remember who you are, I don't remember who my father is, you said I was sick, I accidentally bumped my head, so I forgot when I recovered Things from the past, but this isn't the first time I've forgotten everything, right?"

"Sorry, baby," the woman said wearily.

Qiang Ju stared at the silhouette of the woman in the dark, he stared heavily, a feeling of sadness and absurdity hit him.

"Before the age of 12, I called this life a cage under peace."

"Feel sorry……"

"It's the cage I made for you."

Qiang Ju saw the woman's head suddenly raised in the dark, and then she clenched her diary tightly. He heard himself say, "It's not you who locked me, it's I who locked you. I can see clearly when I'm 12 years old. I killed your careers, ideals, and normal lives. I am the forger of this silent cage. You seem surprised that I can speak like this. I think I never told you my thoughts before the age of 12. It was because at that time I desperately wanted to get a truth."

"I always feel that you have a sense of guilt towards me that is about to collapse. Then I apologize for me before I was 12 years old. I'm sorry mom, I hurt you."

"I don't remember anything more than once, right? It's hard for me to imagine how you face me like this. I saw you and Dad's love for biology in my diary. I also questioned myself in the diary. If I can't accept this silent prison, then how do you who have seen the outside world accept it? I used to hurt myself. I didn't hate you all, nor did I hate this dead life. I hate me. My birth was ruined. You, I imprisoned the three of us, I am the cage itself."

"I recently saw some video materials in the library at home. Regarding the interviews of the institute, I think your past should be like this. Wearing a white coat, soaking in the laboratory every day, having your own love and dreams, and your own struggle. You have your own career, you have your own social life, you have your own family, you used to be a lively and happy person, but now you are haggard and collapsed, you are like a frightened bird.”

"Sorry, I deprived you."

"My birth shouldn't be the beginning of depriving you, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, I will not remember anything, so I must tell you today, I love you, I hope you are you."

Daniel’s last punishment was arranged tonight. Qiangju squatted on the side of the training ground after evening class, staring at Daniel who was being physically punished in the training ground. Suddenly there was a rustling sound above his head. On the branch of the tree, he combed his beautiful feathers with a sharp beak. Carambola was aloof and fairy-like. He didn't look at Qiangju during the whole process, but gently scratched Qiangju's face with its beautiful long tail feathers.

"Do you want me to hug you?"

Carambola hovered lightly, lightly pecked Qiangju's forehead, and then landed on Qiangju's shoulder. Qiangju looked at Daniel and rubbed her face against Carambola, and Carambola approached Qiangju's head.

Suddenly the carambola disappeared, leaving only shattered blue glass falling down in the air, and disappeared the moment it touched the ground. Qiangju immediately walked into the training ground, Daniel was lying on the bench, his blond hair was soaked in sweat, and he was wearing a military uniform. But the coats were neatly folded and placed in the cabinet. Qiang Ju took out a towel, soaked it in hot water and wrung it dry, then squatted beside Daniel and wiped his face. Daniel's indifferent face felt soft after being wiped by the hot towel. Qiang Ju looked at it for a few seconds, and Daniel suddenly reached out and pressed Qiang Ju's head to press himself, licking Qiang Ju's palate with his ambiguous tongue, and then hurriedly separated.

"I don't think you look like you've been punished..."

Daniel propped up his body and kissed Qiangju's forehead, glanced at Qiangju and kissed the tip of Qiangju's nose, Daniel imitated the carambola, tilted his head and gently leaned against Qiangju's side face, looking cold The faint temperament became sensational at this moment.It's just that those blue eyes looked closely at Qiangju, and Qiangju was like a restless little beast, gritted his teeth and looked at the calm hunter, but was willing to be attracted. He dropped the towel and kissed Daniel, Daniel He stretched out his hand to caress the back of Qiangju's neck, when Qiangju became more obedient, he clasped Qiangju's head tightly and returned a more passionate kiss.

"Greedy."

Daniel nodded Qiang Ju's eyebrows, watching Qiang Ju dazedly wanting to approach his lips again, Qiang Ju bit Daniel's hand, "You do this every time!"

"Deliberately arouse my interest, and then remain calm, are all your guides so hateful?"

Daniel touched Qiangju's forehead and scratched Qiangju's hair

"Go home to you."

Qiang Ju suddenly remembered what happened on the sofa, and immediately stood up, imitating Daniel's tone of voice, "Okay, I'll go home to you."

Then turning around, he saw Daniel smiling slightly.

"I'm a person with a lot of theoretical knowledge now." Qiang Ju spoke seriously with his back to Daniel, but he was in a panic, calmly talking about what he had learned.

"Who taught you?" Daniel asked calmly.

"I saw it in the library materials."

"How did you end up in that area?"

"Why wouldn't I go, you're only one year older than me, and I'll bully you well in the future."

"Well," Daniel kissed Qiangju's side face from behind, and reached out to button Qiangju's coat, "Come on, Mr. Xiao."

"……understood."

Qiangju and Daniel walked towards the sentinel dormitory area, Qiangju glanced at Daniel, and Daniel squeezed Qiangju's hand, "What's wrong?"

"...Well, it's still an old question. Does your punishment really have no effect on you?"

"No."

"But Andrew was recorded in the file after he was punished last time."

"But it really doesn't affect me," Daniel patted the top of Qiangju's head lightly, "I hope Christmas will be a very happy day for you, and don't feel guilty."

"What if you want to be a conductor in the future? Will it be against you?"

Qiang Ju raised his head, Daniel stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of Qiang Ju's snow-white nose, "Isn't Mr. Ji Xuemen, who has been punished more than me, unaffected? And it's enough for me to be a soldier, I don't want to do anything to you Saying these things, you can see it as a kind of inequality, and the rules are often less restrictive for the upper than for the lower.”

"You can tell me these things, I'm not a child." Qiang Ju frowned.

"I just want to show you the pure and beautiful things, not treat you like a child." Daniel said.

"Pure beauty is relative to gray and black. I can understand what the rules are like."

Qiang Ju paused, "Has Mr. Ji Xuemen been punished a lot for violating discipline?"

"a lot of."

"Why was he punished?"

"Many people find it difficult to bear different opinions. They are happy to carry out their own mistakes, and use intimidation, violence, to force others to make false claims, or to echo in silence. They hate real people speaking real words. They don't pursue facts and don't In pursuit of equality, they don’t need to think, they just need to get together, and Mr. Ji Xuemen took the toughest way to fight against them, so Mr. Ji often quarreled with teachers and classmates when he was a student, and even fought, and finally ran to join the volunteer army. Mr. Ji Xuemen seems to be very interested in things, do you want to be admitted to the command military academy?"

"Not interested, why are you laughing?"

"Mr. Ji Xuemen should be like you at that time, he has no interest in being a conductor."

"Then what did he want to do in the first place?"

"He prefers cryptography."

"Then why is he going to the command military academy?"

"Because Mr. Ji Xuemen's mother told him that if he doesn't want to be a commander in the future, no matter whether he is in the intelligence team or running to be an ordinary soldier, he must respectfully shout at the few dudes he hates most' Good morning sir'."

Qiang Ju laughed when he heard this.

"And Mr. Ji Xuemen's mother believes that modern soldiers must be soldiers with comprehensive qualities, so Mr. Ji Xuemen has to learn everything that should be learned."

"You know a lot about Mr. Ji Xuemen."

"Because he is my grandfather's good friend and lifelong enemy."

"Does Mr. Ji Xuemen have any other relatives?"

"No, Mr. Ji Xuemen's elders are all dead, and the generation of Mr. Ji Xuemen's generation was almost killed in battle. Because of the frequent local wars at that time, Ji Xuemen's generation had very few children, and the remaining All the descendants of him are dead."

"Can it be said that there is nothing left?"

"Yes, nothing left."

"Then how did Ji Xuemen die?"

"The official explanation is that the old wounds left by the war have recurred, but it is not all."

"what is that?"

"There is also the mental trauma left by the war. Grandpa said that even if Mr. Ji survived the pain, he would not be able to survive the mental trauma, but the official statement only said that the old injury relapsed. They need heroes who are brave enough."

"I think it's a pity that the heroes they want are gods without humanity, but only humans can be heroes, because gods exist in mythology, and only humans can create epics. Tears welled up in people's empathy. If we need to establish a heroic image and be guided by such an example, why should we annihilate the humanity of heroes? God cannot be learned, we can only become human."

"Because a narrow heart likes to judge others harshly."

Qiang Ju reached out and touched Daniel's face, and smiled, "No matter what kind of harshness you will face in the future, don't be bound as someone who is still outside the sky, I will try my best to protect you."

Daniel held Qiangju's hand and kissed Qiangju's palm.

After Qiang Ju returned to the dormitory, he found that Gao Lan was looking at the light screen popped up by the bracelet without looking up.

"What's wrong?" Qiang Ju asked.

"Look at today's news!"

Qiang Ju opened the wristband, and the news board popped up. Terrorist organizations brainwashed 46 top-notch sentries and guides in military academies in different regions. Behind the news, the Department of Information Security released the latest news. They deciphered a document. Zhou Ming was among the secret members of the terrorist organization 20 years ago. Qiang Ju was startled and swiped down.

The young Zhou Ming stood in the crowd wearing a white coat with a cold face.