God is Daozu

Qiang Ju didn't know how he spent these few days.

After Liu Rong's death, his belongings were censored. Qiang Ju only remembered the night when Liu Rong's relics were censored. He lay on the bed and asked Gao Lan intermittently.

"Will they, will, forgive him?"

After his death, he became very sharp. He was afraid that anyone would mention his name, and he was afraid that he would be criticized. Even though he knew it was the truth, his sorrow after knowing the truth was far from the truth, and he could finish it in a few words.

Sorrow is inexcusable.

He understands.

After reviewing Liu Rong's relics, Teacher Guan Cangming handed over Liu Rong's notes to Qiang Ju.

"It was his last wish."

Qiang Ju looked at Guan Cangming, and a word made him burst into tears again.

Gao Lan remembered Qiang Ju lying on the bed holding Liu Rong's notes that night. Qiang Ju didn't turn a page, but just looked at the ceiling with his eyes open.

"If, if, I finish reading..."

After a long time, Qiangju spoke intermittently.

"I'm going to, try to accept, he..."

Qiang Ju choked up.

"He died again, he... ah..."

"Stop talking about Qiangju..."

"I'm like a waste." Qiang Ju made this sentence very clear.

Gao Lan sat beside Qiang Ju's bed, he wiped Qiang Ju's face with a handkerchief, Qiang Ju looked straight at a certain direction and said nothing.

"Go home tomorrow and have a good rest."

"Do you know?" Qiang Ju suddenly said.

"I, I don't want to, in front of you and, and Daniel... act weak."

"You don't have to be so brave."

"Because I think, you..."

"You guys are hiding something from me."

Gao Lan met Qiang Ju's staring eyes in surprise, Gao Lan was speechless.

The dreaded rainy day is here again.

The rain mixed with the remaining snow on the ground became disgusting, Qiang Ju looked at everything outside and thought of the lower area again, he felt standing in an unreal space and suddenly saw the real face, he began to fear.

"I can take care of myself, you don't have to go back early."

He tried to make his voice clear and coherent, and he tried to speak calmly to Daniel on the other side of the phone.

Daniel was just silent when he heard the words.

"I know you still have a confrontation..." Qiang Ju felt Daniel's silence with downcast eyes.

"I can only stand up by myself, this is my request."

"I see." Daniel replied.

"But if possible, I hope that I can be a cane you can touch at any time. This is my request."

"it is good."

"... Qiang orange."

"Ah."

"I love you."

Qiang Ju sat in the car, the high-speed car kept the city's rainwater out, he sat comfortably, Qiang Ju was depressed until the car stopped, Qiang Ju opened the umbrella and waved to the driver and the servant, He turned around and walked out of the yard towards the hillside. The more he walked towards the hillside, the dirtier his shoes became.

This is real.He suddenly thought.

He stood on the hillside, looking at the rain and the sky in the increasingly dark sky.

I haven't met Jiang Ping for a long time.

He thought that Jiang Ping would appear soon, but he waited for half an hour. He stood in this familiar place but did not wait for Jiang Ping. He turned around and wanted to go back. He looked at the white house from a distance, I don't know why, at this moment, he just wants to walk in the rain with an umbrella, he walks aimlessly, he feels as if he has returned to the night of Ishtar for a moment, he is like a wandering spirit wandering aimlessly.

He walked and walked to the lake on the back of the hillside. He quietly looked at the lake that looked like stagnant water. He remembered the strange fragrance that night. It seemed that there was something staring at him under the dark stagnant water. In the middle, Qiangju held an umbrella and stretched out his hand toward the water——

A pale hand came out of the water and took him.

Qiang Ju was startled, and the next moment he saw the person in the water clearly

Jiang Ping.

This was the most memorable day in Jiang Ping's life, and he knew that he would go on with this memory.

He remembered Zhou Ming simulating an explosion on the light screen many years ago and then suddenly smiled at him.

Zhou Ming turned his head and put his chin on the back of the chair, smiling happily.

"It seems that not only your mother has a bad relationship with the eldest son, but also the relationship between the younger son and the elder son is also bad. It turns out that the upper-class family like yours with the same blood is also like this, with the same suspicion and distrust hahaha."

Jiang Ping smiled and didn't listen to Zhou Ming's words. It's not a day or two since Zhou Ming was suddenly happy and angry like a madman, but the next moment Zhou Ming threw him a bomb.

"Jiang Ping, I may have guessed right again."

"You may have a brother or sister."

Is Zhou Ming's words true or false?

This is the question that Jiang Ping pondered for many years after Zhou Ming's death.

This may be one of his means to further control me.

Until many years later, when Jiang Ping was walking on the green field in that summer, he felt that someone was watching him all the time. As an experimental subject, he almost instinctively hated watching, but this day may be because the sun is too good, or it may be because of his His mood became very calm with the summer after the rain, he looked back——

Jiang Ping...

Zhou Ming's voice sounded unreal in his head.

I'd rather you never meet your younger son's children in your life.

A thin teenager sat on a white chair with a book open in his hand, his black eyes staring at him curiously.

If you see him, you will recognize his Jiang Ping at a glance, because you are all the same batch of experimental subjects, you can easily feel him.

There are so many experimental subjects in the same batch, and I can feel the spirit of each of them.He remembered that he silently sneered at Zhou Ming.

The boy's soft and curious mood approached him with inexplicable dependence and kindness.

I'm sure you'll recognize him immediately.

But Jiang Ping...

The young man's face was silent but innocent. Jiang Ping couldn't help but think of the image of Ji Xuemen when he was young. He began to be afraid. The young man was unconsciously disturbed by his emotions. , and Jiang Ping did not dare to get close.

Hello, my name is Qiangju.

Qiang.

If you meet him again, I don't know if it will be lucky or sad for you.

Jiang Ping was dragged up from the water by Qiangju. Qiangju knelt on the ground and hugged him helplessly. The black umbrella tilted towards him to shield him from the rain. Seeing Qiangju's panicked and puzzled expression, he knew that he was too thin But he felt sad for Qiangju's haggardness.

"I, take you, you go...to change clothes..."

Jiang Ping burst into tears as soon as she heard Qiang Ju's stuttering words. He grasped Qiang Ju's wrist tightly as if he was shining in the past. He was crying but smiling strangely. The smile on this face was like an ugly brand that made him Neither cry nor laugh.

He reached out to touch Qiang Ju's face, it was cold, Qiang Ju's eyes suddenly became frightened, Qiang Ju opened the bracelet in silence to check his health, but he just smiled at Qiang Ju, and Qiang Ju was in a moment I was motionless.

Jiang Ping knew what happened to Qiang Ju recently, and Qiang Ju was like a little beast that smelled ominous again, and dared not get any closer.

You have always wanted to know my secret.He spoke to Qiangju silently.

He reached out and hugged Qiangju's head, his spiritual body appeared in this rainy day, with blue light floating lightly on Qiangju's shoulders.

I'm here to tell you today.

"What kind of magical power is there in you that makes Zhou Ming willing to be used by you?"

Lu Chan turned his head and glanced at Zhao Du who was wearing a light pink long dress. After leaving the crowd, Zhao Du looked arrogant and mean in front of him.

"I really like Zhou Ming." Lu Chan replied.

"Come on, he is just your bargaining chip, and the person you like the most is yourself."

"What about you, sister?" Lu Chan held Zhao Du's hand to open the door.

"Do you really like Xie Li or just want to fight with Lu Ye?"

"I do like Shelly."

"But your vanity is greater than that."

"Let go." Zhao Du's expression turned ugly.

Lu Chan smiled, but his voice was threatening, "I want to give you a suggestion, Ji Xuemen's eldest son likes you very much, and you are considered to be in the limelight by marrying into the Ji family, although the Ji family has not been in the center these years, But after all, Mr. Ji Xuemen is an equal to old Mr. Shelly, so you don't have to get involved in some things."

Zhao Du said, "Do you remember when we first entered this house? The woman took great pains to send us into this house. That day Lu Ye stood on the stairs and looked at me and you. She just looked at me and said nothing. It made Dad want to throw us back again."

Zhao Du sneered, "What a filial daughter I have been all these years, even though I don't have the qualifications to have the same surname as my father, I did everything I could to please and be filial to him. He knew how much I liked Xie Li but still let Lu Ye marry him. In the past, he clearly knew why I chose the same school as Shirley... I didn't want to get involved in these things."

"But," Zhao Dufang said in a soft voice, "what have I gained all these years? That woman hated me for not being a man, and it took her a lot of trouble, and my father only thought that Lu Ye was his daughter from the beginning to the end. , Lu Ye and I are separated by half of the blood, the funniest thing is my own brother, who licks his half-sister in every possible way."

"I will never become a woman like that woman who pins her future and hopes on men, and you should stop being kind to me."

Zhao Du's beautiful nails scratched Lu Chan's side face, "You were so kind to Zhou Ming back then, but you just wanted his smart head. If I'm not strong, who knows when I'll be gnawed to the bone by you." Are there any left?"

"What do you want to trade with Yu Qiping?"

Zhao Du sneered when he heard this, "The deal between me and Yu Qiping has already started."

"Zhou's name is your bargaining chip, and the Ji family will be mine."

"What do you want to do?"

"I want the three children of Ji's parents."

"It's crazy."

"There's nothing crazy about it. Do you know why Ji Xuemen chose to blow up together with the suffering experiment subjects and terrorists back then?"

Zhao Du leaned against the door and smiled slightly, "Because the terrorist organization has long had a plan to cultivate high-gene war weapons, it is a pity that Ji Xuemen chose to blow up all of them to death. His guess is correct. Terrorist groups did target him back then."

"But what is gratifying is that Ji Xuemen is dead, and his offspring's genetic level will not be bad. If you look at the entire Upper District, is there any more suitable candidate than Ji Xuemen's offspring?"

"You want to train those three children into weapons of war, what do you want to do?"

"Yu Qiping and his family are the largest vaccine supplier in the region, aren't they?"

Zhao Du's eyes turned cold

"Who knows what will be injected?"

"who are you?"

Jiang Ping's mental body disappeared into the air, and the rain in his ears was getting heavier and heavier, Jiang Ping's and Qiang Ju's faces were equally pale.

"who are you?"

Jiang Ping looked up at Qiangju's face, resting his head on Qiangju's lap. He reached out to push the umbrella back. He saw the torrential rain washing over Qiangju's face, and Qiangju's umbrella remained motionless to cover him.

"Who are you?" Qiang Ju asked in the cold rain.

He looked up at Qiangju's face, and he tried to look at Qiangju calmly. The rain was too heavy, and his despair had no place to hide in the world with only the sound of rain. He looked at Qiangju and shook his head sadly. At this step, he was shaken because he saw the despair in Qiang Ju's eyes.

"Are you one of those three children?" Qiang Ju's voice suddenly became coherent.

Qiangju's eyes are getting more and more desperate

"Then who am I?"

Qiang Ju's voice was more like a pleading than a question.

"Do you know who I am?"

The reunion between me and him is the tragedy of this tragedy.

He reached out to hold Qiang Ju's face and wiped the rain off his face with his thumb.

I can not let it go……

Jiang Ping thought.

I can not let it go……

Jiang Ping smiled strangely and shed tears.

I can't bear to make him like me.

I don't want him to bear such a tragedy from now on, I don't want him to walk in this world like this from now on.

Zhou Ming, why do you think this is sad, but is there really him in this world?

What if there is him?

Forgive my selfishness.

Forgive me knowing that this is a tragedy.

If there is him, if this is not luck but sorrow

I would rather meet him.

Qiang Ju understood Jiang Ping's words in the icy rain.

Forgive me for never stopping you, I have no way to ruthlessly deprive you... because of you...

Jiang Ping cried silently

Because you are Ji Qiang of my brother.

Qiang Ju felt that his consciousness and emotions were completely sealed off, he huddled in his body without any response, his tears felt the pain earlier than his spirit.

He looked at Jiang Ping, who was as thin as a skeleton, and asked Jiang Ping suspiciously.

"Why do we know the truth at this moment?"

"Why are you like this?"

Jiang Ping smiled and wept. He covered his face with his hands. This face, which was only branded with a smile, could not make a real expression. This weird body was dying, and this mouth could not make any sound. Dominion, his eyes are miserable.

He watched Qiangju frantically checking his life and health status with his bracelet, his eyes were on Qiangju, and only the sound of rain and Qiangju's miserable voice could be heard in his ears.

Later, Qiang Ju's face became unclear, he only heard Qiang Ju screaming at him

"Stop laughing."

"Brother, stop laughing."

He reached out and grabbed Qiangju's wet sleeve, how cold he must be, he sighed in his heart and finally pushed without greed.

Let's go.

He silently told Qiang Ju.

You must go.

Be strong.

You want to live, you can't let Lu Chan find you, understand?

Be strong.

Be strong, Ji Qiang.

Qiang Ju walked towards the distant hillside in a daze, with only Jiang Ping's mouth shape in his mind, he walked in a daze, surrounded by darkness, he couldn't even lift his umbrella, and the umbrella was tossing and tossing with him in the dark night.

"Be strong... be strong..."

I can't imagine his voice.

What should his voice be like?

"Jiang Ping..."

Qiang Ju stood in the rain in a daze.

I don't know his name.

"Brother, I can't see..."

Qiang Ju staggered all the way, he stretched out his hand to the night, expecting someone to pull him to walk, just like treating a child.

"Brother, I can't see..."

"My brother pulled me..."

The cracked land of the Ishtar region from south to north reappeared in Qiangju's mind, and the dirty lower district reappeared in the mud under his feet. Qiangju pulled the night chaotically, fell from the night, and he The hillside rolled down and lay on the dirty ground.

He propped up his body and realized that he didn't know what Jiang Ping's name was.

This gigantic sky was about to fall to this gigantic earth, and he watched the world full of nights fall heavily into rain, snow and mud.

What else is there to struggle with?