mayfly era

"What kind of 'meeting' is this?" Chen Li said in a cold tone.

"Wait a minute," said the tuft of silk thread.

Then it flew up slowly, and then drew a simple eye in front of Chen Yue... and then drew a few scattered eyelashes.

Chen Li watched silently, this sudden encounter spanned life and death, and spanned a full eight years.

But he didn't feel any feeling in his heart, it was empty, and even the long-standing grievances didn't cause any waves.

Chen Ming's eyes trembled a few times unnaturally the moment he saw Chen Li, and one of his loose eyelashes fell off, like a golden feather floating into a black pool.

Chen Li lowered his head and found some remaining red marks on his chest. He didn't care about it, and didn't bother to cover it up. He looked up and continued to look into Chen Ming's eyes.

"Don't you want to ask me?" Chen Ming was the first to speak.

"No." Chen Li said.

"The opportunity is rare, and besides, you won't be able to get out for a while." Chen Ming has a rare good temper, and she has become a lot more lazy than she was before she was alive.

Chen Li was silent for a while, "Do you have a place to sit here? I've been driving all day and I'm very tired."

"No, but you can lie down, like me." Chen Ming said.

"Forget it... why did you turn into a ball of thread?"

"This is the silk thread state, a dynamic state of this dimension, and a scattered state—" Chen Ming said, the stick figure eyes instantly turned into countless light spots, suspended in mid-air, her voice continued, "It's static."

"Is this the case for everyone after death?" Chen Li asked.

After Chen Ming finished drawing her eyes again, she trembled unnaturally, her voice contained some complaints, "What kind of animal have you been bitten by?"

"Wild dog." Chen Li said.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ming's painted eyes flew straight towards her, sticking very close, and after a while, she denied, "This is not bitten by a dog, there are no fang marks."

Although the silk thread exuded golden light but had no warmth, Chen Li suddenly realized that it might be Chen Ming's soul, and he took a step back involuntarily.

"After death, the eyesight will be poor, which is different from that in life. Most of the information is obtained through the eyes." Chen Ming explained.

"So, is this hell?" Chen Li asked, and he looked around again. There was nothing around, it was pitch black, and there was no sense of warmth, neither hot nor cold.

"This is the dimension of the dead." Chen Ming said again, "Look up."

Chen Li raised his head according to his words, and his vision was pulled extremely high in an instant... He saw countless layers of worlds hanging above his head, and each layer of worlds had a thing with a big mouth opening upward like a volcanic crater. Inside was a bottomless deep black.

The vision of the dead dimension is different from the real dimension, without any real occlusion.

They are tangible yet transparent, both permeable and visually comprehensible.

"What are those pits?" Chen Li asked.

"It's other dead people." Chen Ming replied.

"What about your pit?"

"Under your feet."

Chen Li lowered his head, and he felt his visual ability begin to deform strangely again. He overlooked the black pool under his feet at the speed of light, and it was as huge as a whole planet.

He was slightly dizzy and took half a step back before stopping.

"There are some small loopholes in this dimension, so many people have strayed into the world of the dead of their loved ones, but most of them feel like they have had a nightmare." Chen Ming paused, and then said, "You also know that your brain is not It's the same, so I can communicate with me for a while."

"Then will you communicate with each other?" Chen Li pointed to the top of his head.

"There is no language here, it is eternal silence... When I just died, I thought that if the world of the dead could be born with language and communicate with each other, there are still many loopholes here, which may collapse dimensions and reverse life and death."

Chen Ming smiled softly, "That's such an interesting thing."

Chen Ming was an experimental madman during his lifetime, but he did not expect to have some crazy fantasies after his death.Thinking about it, Chen Li found it funny, but at the same time felt a little lost.

He found that he could accept Chen Ming's death as his mother, but he couldn't accept Chen Ming's death as a scientist.

Especially after she died, only a headless body was left, and the head was humiliated.

"I can hear everything you think," Chen Ming said in a slightly self-deprecating tone, "After death, my hearing becomes particularly good."

Chen Li hooked the corner of his mouth, "Then I can scold you directly without bothering to organize my words."

"Do whatever you want, it doesn't hurt or itch, it's dead anyway." Chen Ming said.

"So you also know that only the living suffer."

After Chen Li finished speaking, Chen Ming fell into silence, and her painted eyes looked at Chen Li motionlessly.

This stern and tall young man stood in the dark world of the dead, but he didn't have the fear of ordinary people... In other words, his current existence was close to fear itself.

Rather than saying that he can penetrate the dimension, it is better to say that he is the dimension itself.

Chen Ming's eyes of the dead are blurry and sharp. She knows exactly what kind of work she created, which is enough to replace her to continue the precarious years of human beings... But, this is her son.

She knows how much pain it takes to become such a work.

"Why did I come here?" Chen Li asked aloud.

"It's normal to dream about your loved ones, as long as you sleep deeply enough."

"Oh."

"Chen Ye."

This familiar yet unfamiliar name made Chen Li let out a dull "hmm".

An inexplicable sour emotion welled up in his heart, and when he realized it, he had already raised his hand and lifted his clothes, revealing the hideous wound.

He opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, he asked Chen Ming in his heart, "How is it?"

Then his voice trembled a little, "...I forgot, you can't see clearly."

"General Chen, are you satisfied with my current appearance?"

When Chen Li laughed at himself, his tone was always somewhat similar to Chen Ming's, but he didn't know it.

Chen Ming didn't speak, but just blindly opened that simple painting eye.

"What do you want to tell me, I will...I will handle it well." Chen Li took a deep breath, and his emotions that had been numb for a long time showed signs of gradually recovering.

When he found himself standing in front of Chen Ming's undead, he still felt afraid and cold, no different from when he was a child. He and Chen Ming are mother and son, but they are more...

"I can hear you."

Chen Li trembled all over, and unconsciously buried his head deeply.

"I just want to tell you—live well." Chen Ming's voice was helpless, and she turned her eyes back into a ball of thread, sinking into the foggy pool, shining lazily.

"All your decisions will be right, don't doubt yourself anymore." Chen Ming continued.

Chen Li raised his head and asked the question buried in his heart like a thorn, "What did you see in the future?"

Chen Ming's silk thread became looser in an instant, like a wave of light. Driven by the mist, she drifted for a long time before slowly revealing the future disaster.

"I saw it, a lot."

"Chen Ye, you were the first person I swallowed into my brain space, and then I lost control and swallowed countless people... Their relatives disemboweled me and burned my limbs, but they still couldn't save me." The ones locked inside my head."

"The whole world is full of cries. As long as I am alive, I can hear it constantly. The crying outside is also crying inside. It is all my sin."

"I have made 640 three guesses, and choosing death is the only solution."

"And now, it's the best ending."

Chen Ming's voice was calm, but Chen Li knew that she was in pain, but she was too powerful, making her pain seem as small as a speck of dust.

Chen Li sighed in his heart, he lowered his head and touched his sore nose.

He knew that Chen Ming, as a general, was worthy of the people both in life and in death.

"I'm only ashamed of you." Chen Ming's voice became a little heavy.

These words made the tears in Chen Yue's throat flow down uncontrollably. He covered his face with his hands tightly, almost drowning himself in his palms and tears.

"I treated you badly when you were young, and I left you when I grew up." Chen Ming's tone was calm, but this was already her gentlest voice, "And let you bear such a painful life."

"You can hate me, but don't forget me."

She said softly, "Chen Ye, you are my pride."

Chen Li felt hot tears flowing down his wrist and into his sleeves. Chen Ming's few words made him cry unprecedented tears. He cursed himself for being weak in his heart, but he wanted to cry even more.

Anyway, in the dream, he let himself go.

"Son, live on, no matter what you encounter, you must live on and become Noah's Ark."

These words served as the conclusion of the dream, and Chen Li woke up from the bumps.

He felt a warm hand holding his hand, he pulled it out lightly, and heard his voice hoarse, "Old Yan, don't drive with one hand."

But the smoking gun didn't listen to him, and touched his face with a warm hand, and wiped his cheeks.

Chen Li was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch it, it was full of cool tears, "Am I crying?"

"I'm sorry." Smoker apologized to him in a low voice, frowning with deep remorse.

Chen Li immediately understood that the smoker had misunderstood, but how should this be explained?It's not because of... How the hell should I explain this?

"No." He denied curtly.

"No, it's me..." The voice of the smoking gun was full of guilt, "I made you uncomfortable."

Chen Li grabbed his sleepy hair, a little embarrassed and helpless, "Old Yan, it's not because of this."

Smoker turned to look at him blankly.

"I don't dislike it." Chen Yue's heart thumped, his face turned red involuntarily, "I...I like it quite a lot."

"Then why are you crying?" The smoker was even more dazed by the naked eye.

Chen Li sighed, "I dreamed of Chenming."

"...Dreaming about the past?"

Chen Li glared at the pipe, "Am I that fragile?"

Only then did Yan Qiang relax his shoulders, and relax his nerves that had been tensed for a long time. He smiled and coaxed Chen Li, "No, how come, you are the best."

"Leaving that aside, how far do we have to go to the oasis?" Chen Li sat up straight, the road in front of him was getting closer and closer to the thick green forest, and the route was obviously wrong.

"Don't go to the oasis." Smoker said and pointed to the red dot on the screen, "Go here."

"How did the boss arrange it?" Chen Li had already regained his composure.

"Park the car here, and drive the armor through the rainforest back to Central City."

Chen Li called up the surveillance camera in the car, and everything went on as usual. These people who were carefully selected by the counter-revolutionaries to atone for their crimes had no idea that their death was imminent.

"I saw the blocking board on the luggage rack, but they still have various communication tools with the outside world." Chen Li said.

"Boss said he would take care of it."

Chen Li nodded, and asked again, "Where is Jubai?"

"The third one has blocked the road to the south of the oasis."

Chen Li opened the platform of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs. There were almost no public battle reports recently. He murmured to himself, "The road is closed blindly but there is no battle report. Has no one seen through the logic of Marshal Wen's behavior?"

"They thought he didn't dare. After all, most people dare not tell such a big lie. As that big head said, collective interests are extremely difficult to shake." Smoker said.

"No," Chen Li raised his head, "it was the boss who threatened him."

"threaten?"

"So Chief Eight didn't commit suicide, but the boss killed him."

The throat of the pipe stopped, and only dirty words could best express his mood at the moment, "Fuck."

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It's coming to an end soon, the author is hanging on with a breath of immortality now hahahahahaha don't worry, I can't die!You have to finish writing before you die!