God is Daozu

The notebook in front of me was wet and dry, dry and wet.

He didn't sleep all night, he held the notebook and recited it over and over again, the content he had already recited in his mind, but his unsatisfactory voice kept breaking up, Qiang Ju was a little frustrated and even wanted to tear up the notebook when he recited it in the middle of the night, he looked up Daniel, who was sitting on the tall machine, didn't even move his eyes. He just stared at the notebook blankly, feeling more and more heavy.

When the day was slightly bright, Qiang Ju was finally able to recite the speech mechanically, and after he repeated the fluent recitation for the third time, Daniel landed in front of him.

He clutched the notebook and pursed his lips, looked at Daniel nervously, and the other party said coldly, "You didn't recite it to me alone, you know?"

Qiang Ju nodded, and Daniel continued: "Follow."

So Qiang Ju followed Daniel until he arrived in front of Lu Chan. His mind was blank, only the switch of reciting and shutting up was left, and his ears were hazy. He couldn't hear what Daniel said to Lu Chan, but only remembered Lu Chan looked over with a frown, raised his chin, and gave him a signal to recite, and he recited it dryly with no expression on his face. Lu Chan's face improved a little, and he reached out to grab his hair Pulling his scalp to look back and forth.

In his eyes, I was flesh and blood without a soul, and Qiangju was so exhausted that he didn't respond and was allowed to check.

He has almost no memory of that morning, everything is in a haze, he has no time to eat or rest, he was roughly changed into a white shirt and black pants by a stranger, and a man sat in front of him Shouted at him, "When the time comes, you have to hold this olive branch, can you hear it by bowing before you speak?!"

He nodded wearily at the ferocious numbness, everything in front of him turned gray and moved quickly, when the warship stopped at the gate of the orphanage, and when he came down with green olives in his hands, the dense crowd made him feel uncomfortable. The real feeling is more obvious.

Like he hasn't woken up yet.

He walked to the stage in the beautiful courtyard like sleepwalking, bowed deeply, his back seemed to feel the touch of someone pressing down hard, and there was a vicious lesson in his ear, "Not low enough!"

There were reporters and many men and women sitting under the stage. The pearls of the earrings, the gemstones of the cufflinks, and the light of the dial were densely gathered in Qiangju's eyes. Lu Chan, with the most loving expression on his fair face, and the slight pity in his eyes under the golden wire frame, but he hasn't said anything yet, why are they already so moved?

Is this really mercy?

The lady's earrings are like eyes shining with cold light, Qiangju's back turns cold, and the countless pearls and metallic lights under the stage have turned into eyes, which run counter to the compassion on these people's faces, and are He looked at himself on the stage with cold eyes.

"Hi everyone, I'm a survivor from the Ishtar district." He said blankly.

There was applause from the audience, but he didn't know why it was applause.

"A year before the fall of the Ishtar district, when the Second Sea War broke out

That was my first close encounter with war both in the media and in time

My panic is sitting in the classroom, sitting at the dining table, lying under the covers

i am protected

My hometown is in the middle of the continent, just as my hometown was renamed Ishtar from the fifth district to symbolize the harvest, I was once sheltered by the richness, strength and peace of my hometown

Biology and history tell me that people will die, there will be prosperity and there will also be decline, but death is not a gradual process, death is a point in time, prosperity can directly cross recession and become permanent destruction

There are many opportunities to do things that I have missed

The flowers I have raised on the green ground have not been taken care of well, so I can replace them with new flower seedlings and try again

But the school full of bullet holes cannot be restarted, the collapsed Goddess Tower cannot be restarted, the lost life cannot be restarted, and even flowers and plants cannot be replanted in my hometown and my green land

It's a barren land of radiation

unable to breed new life

From my birth to the present 17 years of life, my parents and my teachers told me that our greatest enemy is the alien that deprives us of the ocean, it is in the border of the land, it is the enemy of all human beings

And now, a year later, my enemy—

is my compatriot. "

Everyone adjusted their posture slightly, as if they had received the signal from the speech. The climax of this speech was coming, and they had to put on a gesture of compassion to meet this climax. Seeing Lu Chan's more compassionate expression, Qiang Ju felt chills all over his body. He opened his mouth, but there was no sound. At this moment, Lu Chan's expression became subtle, and there was a rift in compassion. That was Lu Chan's most authentic attitude towards him, so what about the others?Qiang Ju looked around the stage, the olive branch was burning in the palm of his hand, his thin body felt the strong resentment and sadness, so that he trembled slightly, he heard that he had changed all the remaining speeches——

"I remember the day I woke up in the ruins, Ishtar might have been a beautiful day," he recalled with a frown, his tone a little uncertain, did beauty really exist in the smoky sun?

"It was a hot day, I couldn't see the sun, there was only black smoke, I was running through the ruins, I had no direction, I had nothing but clothes, a pair of shoes, a life, I looked at the same person lying on the ground a few hours ago Life, I look at them, I look at myself, I don't know what this terrorist attack wants to take away from us." Qiang Ju trembled blankly and watched the tears rolling down the stage.

"First day on the run I was craving food

Day two of running I long to see life

On the third day of running I'm afraid to see life

The lives I saw were the dead. They stood on the ruins to pay homage to the lives that could not be dug up under their feet. There were also intact people among them.

Maybe it's all right, everyone mourns like their lives were taken by the people underground when it all collapsed

I wandered in the ruins and couldn't find anyone who knew me, someone threw me half an apple mixed with yellow sand

I looked at the half apple in front of me with trepidation and did not dare to bend down. I knew that what I picked up was not half an apple, but the shameless taking away half of the life that would allow the other person to live, and I could only choose to be shameless. There is no way to be shameless, I have to be shameless, I walk along the blue cloth, I see someone deviate from the direction of the blue cloth and blow up in front of me, but I have to go..."

There was warm applause from the audience, Qiang Ju was startled as if he had just woken up from a dream, his resentment was mixed with shame, he was ashamed that he was trying to talk about these experiences, he was ashamed that he longed for his sadness to be transmitted to these cold gems and metals Here, he cut open his chest hoping to get real pity, he was trying to empathize with them, he was a failed beggar, he was enough of a clown, he remembered that someone seemed to press his face this morning and wanted to give He put on makeup, he was too haggard, but Lu Chan said with a cold smile, there is no need to do anything extra, that's how it is, he understands!The reporter frantically filmed his crying and embarrassing posture at the moment. The sadder he was, the more excited they were. He completely understood!

Because the scars of war and indifferent humanitarian care should be reflected by his emaciation.

When he had finished his play, and the audience had seen enough of their play, he stepped back, and when he turned around, the screen of his encounter with a warship on the first day was impressively played, a thin survivor, a kind and gentle man Lu Chan, it's finally time for Lu Chan's drama, this drama has finally reached its peak.

Qiangju felt the cold breath beside him, and Daniel looked at the stage carefully.

It was a face without any expression of pity.

But he is the only truth in the audience today.

Everyone has completed their roles, and the curtain is still unfinished. Qiangju and Daniel walked towards a car. The car was moving at a high speed and could not see any scenery outside the car. When the door opened again, Qiangju saw the high sky in the distance. The orange sunset, the wide and flat green land and the white building in front of me are also in this afterglow. The setting sun is gradually sinking towards the mountain behind the white building. When Qiangju turns his head, Daniel's tall and slender back, golden hair Floating by the wind, the wind blew into Qiang Ju's eyes.

Today is coming to an end, Qiang Ju followed behind Daniel, the sun was setting, this back made him feel real and safe.

When he walked to the stone steps in front of the white gate, Daniel took off his gloves and turned his head to look over, Qiang Ju was dazed in the blue eyes of the other party, not daring to move.

"Qiangju," Daniel stretched out his slender and white hand, "Give me your hand."

Qiang Ju stretched out his hand, but when he was about to touch the fingertips of the other party, he timidly pulled the other party's sleeve, he didn't dare to really touch that hand.

But Daniel held Qiang Ju's hand firmly, Qiang Ju subconsciously struggled, and carefully looked up at the other person's expression.

"Qiang orange."

Qiang Ju felt his hand trembling in the other's cold hand, he was afraid that his pampered hand would be dirty with sweat.

"Qiangju, look at me carefully."

Daniel stared at Qiangju coldly.

"This will be your home from now on."