God is Daozu

Gao Lan held Qiangju's biscuits and ate them with gusto. The school changed the teaching plan for freshmen. Qiangju could clearly feel that the task of physical training had increased. It was probably because of too much training. Gao Lan held the box and he thought Overpacked biscuits ate all the way.

Qiang Ju: "...Eat less, after the teaching plan is changed, after, the wristband will have body fat detection."

"You should worry about yourself first," Gao Lan said, swallowing the biscuits in his mouth. "Your body fat percentage is too low. You should first think about how to eat back to the lowest critical point, old baby."

Qiang Ju automatically acquiesced in the title of "old baby", worrying about the balance between extra training and body fat.

"You really like that ribbon in your hand." Gao Lan said after throwing away the biscuit box, looking at Qiang Ju who was still holding the blue ribbon.

Qiang Ju folded the ribbon neatly in her hand, "Yes."

"But Daniel's class has a celebration dinner tonight, why do you have to go back to eat, you go to my house to eat, my aunt's cooking is pretty good, we can play games after eating, hey, the school is really suffocating."

"I want to go back to Daniel, you can have dinner with your mother."

"Hey, all right, all right."

When they walked to the parking lot near the dormitory, Gao Lan's and Daniel's cars had been parked for a long time. When they saw two people appear, the doors opened back and forth.

Gao Lanchong waved Qiang Ju, "Then see you on Monday."

Qiang Ju waved his hand, got into the car, sat in the car and spread his palms, the beautiful blue ribbon bloomed softly, Qiang Ju missed the bright red in the middle of the bouquet of blue and purple flowers in the bedroom, his eyes were soft When he got up, he would think of Gao Lan's mother's bouquet of flowers when he passed by the green field of the library every day and saw the flowers along the stream.

He thought of Gao Lan's mother's arms, and the slightly happy expression on her face holding the flowers.

Maybe my mother is also like this, gentle and beautiful, maybe in the past he has forgotten, his mother will be like Gao Lan's mother, stroking the petals with her gentle fingertips, during the school days, he He often felt desperate at night, thinking of the child on the warship embracing his parents, he waited with longing and despair.

When I went back to Daniel's house last time and this time, the servant always gently weighed the box that he took from him. There really wasn't anything superfluous in it, only Qiangju's red robe.

He always searched for the news of the Ishtar District at night after his breathing was even. The shocking number of deaths, the annihilated civilization, and the few survivors left. He read the news one by one until he trembled. The more he understood, the more I understand that I am lucky to be able to survive this tragedy.

He suddenly had an idea one night, he thought about the little red bouquet in the bouquet, and for some reason it reminded him of himself, he suddenly thought, how good it would be if he was the one under the ruins, Use his luck in exchange for the vitality of his parents, so that even if they never meet again, he will become that bunch of little flowers, blooming in front of their eyes and in their hands.

Qiang Ju slapped himself in the cold night, Gao Lan woke up for a moment, and asked him what was wrong, Qiang Ju said it was fine.

He felt a sad rage that he was swayed by whether his parents were alive after watching the news.

Qiang Ju got out of the car clutching the blue ribbon, took her own box and ran quickly towards the white gate, ran up the stairs, and hurriedly opened the door——

That bunch of blue and purple flowers withered and died.

There was no water in the glass, and the branches and petals were all withered. When Qiang Tangerine reached out and touched it, the petals fell off.

He heard the voice behind him, turned his head slowly, the great loss made him forget to say hello, he held the ribbon and looked at the aunt behind him.

Auntie seemed a little embarrassed, but she also felt why she was embarrassed, because of the child's expressionless face, or the sad and joyless eyes that she met in a short time, in her eyes, the other party was just a fluke that could not be repeated The lucky survivor was taken home to eat and drink for free. Thinking of this, she regained her confidence, "What are you doing standing up, pack your suitcase? This flower was originally a fresh picture, and you thought it could be placed in a vase?" How many days do you live in?"

"Sorry." Qiang Ju replied.

The aunt raised her voice when she heard the words, "Besides, put water in the vase, and you go to school again, and it will stink after soaking it for several days, and my husband doesn't like real flowers, so don't always bring them home."

Speaking of which, the auntie took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand and threw the bouquet of dried flowers into the trash can, Qiang Ju obviously didn't expect her to do this, reached out to take it, and got a slap on the back of the hand from the auntie.

"Uneducated."

Qiang Ju was startled for a moment as if being poured down by a bucket of ice water, then his face became hot, anger and sourness welled up in his chest, he looked at his aunt but dared not say anything, because he knew that he had nothing to say. The right to speak.

"I'll teach you if you haven't learned it before. The trash can is dirty, so don't use your hands to pick up the contents."

She looked at him as if she were an uneducated refugee.

Qiangju gritted his teeth, feeling an extremely sad unwillingness, but he was reluctant to let the flowers be thrown in the trash can, he reached out to grab them, but the aunt stretched out her hand angrily, Qiangju caught one or two branches in her hand and couldn't see the original red color. The flowers and branches ran out of the house without looking back.

He knew that his aunt couldn't catch up with him, but he ran up the hillside with all his strength, throwing the courtyard buildings behind him far away.

Uneducated, uneducated, uneducated!

Qiang Ju knelt down all of a sudden, still clutching the flower branch and the ribbon tightly in her hands.

After Daniel returned home, he found that Qiangju was not there. He left with Li Simian after eating something at today's celebration banquet. Daniel looked at Qiangju's empty bedroom and returned to the first floor.

"Where are the Qiang oranges?"

The aunt and the other servants put down the things in their hands, and the aunt said: "I don't know, I ran out as soon as I came back."

"Where did you go?" Daniel asked coldly.

The aunt didn't speak, and a maid looked at the ground for a while and whispered, "I was in the yard just now, and I saw him running to the hillside behind the house..."

Daniel nodded, put down the things in his hands, and walked out.

The aunt hurriedly said, "Sir, let the servants look for it."

"Take my things back to the bedroom." Daniel said, the meaning was very clear.

When Daniel found Qiangju according to the location monitoring on the wristband, Daniel saw him kneeling on the hillside from a distance, the setting sun burned the sky red, and the green grass on the hillside and his hair were blown by the wind , his emaciated body couldn't support the military uniform, and he looked stubborn and pitiful like a child.

Daniel walked behind Qiangju, seeing his white fingers stained with dirt, he dug a hole, and the branches in the hole were covered with blue ribbons.

"What are you doing?" Daniel asked.

"Bury the flower branches." Qiang Ju buried the flowers expressionlessly.

"You looked very puzzled just now." Qiang Ju paused for a second and said.

"is it?"

"Yes."

Qiang Ju looked at the flower branch in the mud pit, "Is it fake?"

Daniel suddenly thought of the fairy tale he asked Qiang Ju to read before going to bed.

He believed it.Daniel realized that he believed in burying the flowers and they would wake up again in the next year.

"It's true," Daniel said looking at Qiang Ju's bowed head. He lied to him, because seeing him like this, he suddenly felt a kind of softness, a kind of unbearable.

But he is not really a child living in a fairy tale age. Daniel lowered his eyes, the tangerines are very bright, and he is serious about burying the flower branches. This kind of seriousness is stubborn and fragile, very naive, very stubborn, the point on his chest So soft that he couldn't bear to let him seriously bury the flower with surprise and disappointment.

"Why did you dig such a big hole?"

"They're cold because of the rain."

"They will wake up next year." Qiang Ju said.

"Yes."

Daniel squatted beside Qiangju, and stretched out his white and slender fingers. Qiangju was startled and wanted to reach out to stop him, but found that his hands were covered with dirt.

"Let's bury them together." Daniel lowered his voice.

Qiangju experienced tenderness, and this kind of tenderness made him vulnerable. He buried the flower branches, and he dug a big hole, because he didn’t have a box, and he was afraid that the flower branches would freeze, and he couldn’t survive the cold night, he knew How cold it is on a rainy night, he knows what it feels like, Qiang Ju suddenly trembled with his hands, and turned his head away from looking at Daniel.

Daniel turned his head to look at him, only seeing his black hair.

"You know..." Qiang Ju choked up, choked to the point of trembling.

"Do you know...do you know...where are my parents?"

Qiang Ju bit his sleeve tightly, not daring to look at Daniel, he hugged himself and poured back all his crying and tears.

Daniel was silent for a while, "Sorry, I don't know."

"Before the destruction of Ishtar District, it was a very rich place. Many smugglers gave birth to children and would not register their information, so we do not have your birth information, nor can we know your parents' information."

Qiangju was silent for a long time after hearing the words, Daniel waited quietly, finally Qiangju slowly turned his face, his red eyes did not have any tears, Daniel knew that he was trying very hard not to shed tears, he Sighing slightly, wanting to tell Qiang Ju to cry, the corners of Qiang Ju's mouth trembled upwards, giving him his first smile since he came back from Ishtar District.

His eyes were red and he smiled innocently.

"What good news that is."

"No news is the best news."