sin of lumen

"No." Deng Mochi didn't hesitate, and then didn't say anything.

He didn't seem prepared to give any reason.

"Didn't you say it a few days ago?" Lu Ting was still holding his satchel, the zipper was touching the gun cocoon in his tiger's mouth, a little bit tight, he suddenly calmed down, and realized that he was too anxious, "That's good Well, I'll go home by myself."

Dun Mochi walked towards the exit of the alley, looking like he was going to send Lu Ting to the station, but he was stopped after a few steps, "Wait a minute, there is one more thing, just one more thing," Lu Ting tugged at his wrist , "Close your eyes first."

"what's up?"

"Just shut up for a while, at most five seconds," Lu Ting blocked the alleyway to prevent him from going out, "I promise not to do bad things."

Dun Mochi didn't look suspicious, his eyes were still lacking in emotion, but they were still closed.

Lu Ting took out the box that had already been placed on the top layer of the backpack, "Okay." He said, when Deng Mochi opened his eyes again, he felt a little more weight in his hand.

The light from the street shines in, illuminating this geometric convex Plexiglas box in turquoise blue, and there are soft fabrics like cashmere inside, stacked together, the dark color looks warm.

"Open it and have a look." Lu Ting's hand hung down from the box, and his fingertips slid across Deng Mochi's wrist.

What was sandwiched by the cashmere turned out to be a flower.Dun Mochi didn't take it out, just let it lie in place, holding it steadily, and lightly touched it from the beginning to the end with the other hand.

The stems, leaves, petals, and those tiny barbs are all pure white.

"3D printing?" he asked.

"Well, in fact, the modeling can be more detailed," Lu Ting whispered, "but it's still not as good as the real one. I've planted the real one too, and it's already sprouted."

"It's a rose." Deng Mochi raised his eyes.

Lu Ting nodded heavily, his eyelashes twinkled, and he smiled shyly: "It's been in the bag for several days, but I'm always embarrassed to take it out. Now it's all right, I'm going by car."

Deng Mochi really wanted to see him off.On the way to the light rail station, Deng Mochi first clamped the slender glass box on the left side of his waist with his elbow, just like he usually dealt with some scrap metal components he picked up. After walking for a while, he silently put it Hold it with both hands, reaching the height of the ribs, adding a sense of solemnity.

"Let's go get a pocket." Lu Ting stared at a grocery store ahead.

"What time is it?" Deng Mochi asked.

Lu Ting straightened his watch: "It's 13 minutes to ten o'clock, how fast it goes."

"Go to my house." Deng Mochi paused, and handed the rose box to Lu Ting, "Put it away for me."

Putting it in Lu Ting's bag is not to save trouble, because soon he will run out of hands.About 2 minutes later, Deng Mochi led Lu Ting, who was still in a daze, to stop in front of a motorcycle rental shop, and picked out a plasma-powered model with suspension function familiarly, "It's faster than a bus, and you can take a shortcut." he explained.

Lu Ting was stunned again, it was dark, this is not a daydream, he kept telling himself, then stepped on the motorcycle and sat on the seat in front: "Okay, you show the way, I will take you!"

"Isn't it impossible to ride?" Deng Mochi patted the back of the seat, meaning to make room for me.

"Oh." Lu Ting slid back obediently, while Deng Mochi had already raised his hand, took off the strap of the arc knife, put it directly over his head and neck, and hung it on his shoulder.Lu Ting shrank his neck from this sudden movement, lowered his head and straightened his wrinkled coat so that the long knife would hang smoothly behind his back.He didn't raise his face until Dun Mochi sat down in front of him and turned the accelerator on the handlebar.

The cool leather jacket on the hot skin is very comfortable.

Deng Mochi didn't give any warning before starting the car, and the car jumped out suddenly, making Lu Ting subconsciously hug his waist, and his knees were also clamped on both sides of his hip bones.The two galloped like this, around the edge of this huge "bright moon", trying to cross a corner under its arc.

The last time I was in the "Minos Palace" was deserted all the way, but I haven't noticed that Deng Mochi's motorcycle is really fierce. It may also be to reduce power consumption. He can float in mid-air and he wants to walk close to the ground. No matter how narrow the gap is, he has to drill through it, which makes the driving route crooked and wobbly.Several times when he was caught between pedestrians and vendors, Lu Ting leaned against his back with his whole body tense, shouting in his heart, "I'm sure I'm going to bump into it, okay, I admit it", but the result was just rubbing shoulders.

Deng Mochi has his own control over body sensation and physical distance, and it is indeed quite accurate.

Until he stopped suddenly in front of a small shop, Lu Ting was startled again.There is only one row of houses away from the wilderness outside the city. Deng Mochi walked into the store by himself and looked at the Linlang fruits spread out on a table.

He put a few peaches and apples into the iron basket and carried them to the counter to pay.Lu Ting thought to himself, [-]% of them would take it home for his younger siblings to eat, but don't spend all his hard-earned money in one night.So he quickly took out a handful of bananas, a bunch of grapes, and a few Sydney oranges, hugged them all and ran to the counter, queuing in front of Dun Mochi.

Deng Mochi didn't respond, but the line arrived right away. Lu Ting put the fruit on the table and pointed to the person behind him, aiming his wristband at the scanning line for payment: "A piece of knot."

"It's for your younger siblings." He turned his head again and looked seriously into Deng Mochi's eyes. "I'm staying at the children's house for one night. I don't want people to hate me."

"They're just curious about you." Deng Mochi didn't refuse the kindness this time, and carried two large bags of fruit, one on each side of the motorcycle handlebar.Lu Ting thought that he was responsible for holding the bag, so he could no longer hold him like before, so he was very happy at the moment, he jumped up with the back of the car, threw himself on the shoulders in front of him, and hugged him contentedly.

In the no-man's land, Deng Mochi's driving situation became relatively stable, and he could know what he knew without looking at the map. Those deserted roads were connected with patches of night fog. a kind of freedom.The night vision goggles that were inseparable in the past were hung around his neck, but Lu Ting didn't want to wear them. He felt very at ease in this dark night. Apart from the sound of wind and engine, he always felt that he could feel Deng Mochi's breathing. The sense of smell is also helping him perceive, tightening his arms, the smell of rust seems to be completely taken into his arms.

Before 11:30, Lu Ting heard the sound of the Saxon River rushing. If they took the bus, they should still be halfway.The motorcycle glides quickly while hanging above the river, and then walks through the silent artificial human settlement, with only a little light and human voice coming from a distant point.

Lu Ting has warmed up Deng Mochi's jacket.

Finally, they stopped at the corner of a narrow alley, next to a dilapidated old one-story house with pale yellow walls and sealed windows.Dun Mo turned off his motorcycle and went straight to the door. Lu Ting followed him with the fruit, and saw an old fingerprint lock nailed to the door bolt, but the sensitivity and response speed seemed to be new, " After two beeps, the folding fence door opened automatically "squeaky", and when the inner layer of iron door was pushed open, the strong smell of alcohol came to the face.

The whole room was dark, Lu Ting regretted that he didn't ask more about the situation in advance, and he didn't know who to say hello to at this moment.Deng Mochi turned on the light in the next second. An LED energy-saving light bulb had oxidized into a yellowish gray, and the light that should have been bright and white was also compromised. There was a dining table and a refrigerator, and the other side was full of sundries. A middle-aged man with all white hair was sitting among the mess, his eyes half-closed, looking towards them.

The sofa he was pressing on was so old that it was basically out of shape, and the sitting posture was boneless, limp as if it was about to be submerged by the sofa's lost elasticity.On the ground at his feet, there was a goblet and a circle of wine in different packages.

This aspect is quite particular.

Lu Ting guessed—but he hoped he was wrong—that this was Deng Mochi's father.

"Who did you bring back?" the man asked vaguely.

Deng Mochi kept his mouth shut, and just took the fruit and put it in the small refrigerator. Lu Ting saw that there were only vacuum-packed egg whites and some water accumulated in it.

"Get some grapes for Dad, haven't I eaten them... I have." The man muttered to himself again, biting his tongue several times, obviously drunk and fainted.

Deng Mochi still didn't answer, he pressed a portable capacitive lock on the edge of the refrigerator door, making it clear that no one should touch it.Then he led Lu Ting to the corridor on the side of the TV. Lu Ting finally decided not to say hello with a straight face, but concentrated on following behind Deng Mochi. He walked around the dining table with his front feet. His back feet were tense, and his body took a step ahead of his mind. There was a reaction—a wine bottle smashed against the tiled wall next to him, bursting, spraying acrid liquor all over his face.

If he didn't hide in time, the wine bottle would be broken on Lu Ting's head.

"What are you... Omega? It's inferior," the father squinted at Lu Ting, his voice was as hoarse as sand, and he almost laughed out loud, "Omega is not a good thing, neither is it. ..."

Lu Ting wiped away the wine from his eyes, and froze in place for a while.He gritted his molars.If he encountered such inexplicable things elsewhere, he would have no reason not to beat someone up. He is trying his best to suppress this thought now, but his wrist was held silently and squeezed comfortingly.When the man continued to hum, Deng Mochi suddenly said, "Stop talking."

"Your son and daughter are already asleep." He looked at him and said again.

Father burst out laughing, then suddenly rolled to the ground as if he had lost his breath, knocking over a bunch of wine bottles with his head, no different from the kind of drunkard who lives on the street.Of course, there are no such people on the clean streets and bridges of the Special Economic Zone. Lu Ting only saw it in the expansion film. Some people drank unconsciously and froze to death outdoors. The teacher of the community security course took it as a case study.

Just when Lu Ting thought that this person had just calmed down, he saw him supporting his upper body, picking up the only wine glass, and throwing it over here again, Lu Ting instinctively threw himself in front of Deng Mochi and wanted to give him a cup of wine. To be precise, the cup was caught directly by Deng Mochi, the ear-piercing shattering sound that should have exploded quietly escaped, a thin layer of glass, such a great momentum, was taken by him at this moment in hand.

Deng Mochi looked at the wine glass thoughtfully, then squatted down quietly, picking up the broken glass on the ground.He grabbed them directly with his hands and sprinkled them into the cup.The tiny noise was especially piercing in the quiet night. Lu Ting couldn't figure out what was going on, so he bent down to stop him in panic, but he couldn't stop him at all. More debris got stuck in the chaos. A little blood had already leaked from his hand, but Deng Mochi still didn't care about it at all, and filled the glass with glass slag wholeheartedly.

I can basically imagine what this home looks like in normal times. Will today's situation be an exception?how come.Deng Mochi had a accustomed expression.Lu Ting didn't know what to do, and his heart was going to be broken, so he could only pant and clean up the mess with him. When the glass was full and overflowed from the sharp corner, there was still more than half of the glass on the ground, and Lu Ting's hand was also missing. There was blood, and wine dripped from the corner of his mouth, making his mouth bitter.Seeing Deng Mochi standing up suddenly, he thought he was going to dump the things for another round, maybe there was no robot vacuum at home...or a broom and dustpan, but he found that Deng Mochi came directly to his father with the cup in his hand.

He picked up a wine bottle and shook it, and slowly filled the glass. The amber liquid filled the cracks in the broken glass, as if this was just a glass of shattered ice.

"Drink." Dun Mochi raised his glass expressionlessly, seeing his father trembling and refusing to take it, he grabbed his hand, separated his fingers one by one, and stuffed them into the thin legs of the glass.

"Go ahead and drink." He said again, his voice was very soft, and there was even a faint smile.After waiting for two seconds, he pinched the cup and his father's resisting hand together, and slapped the mouth that was already drooling drunk. The overflowing sharp "ice cubes" are stuffed in a shallow layer and poured slowly.Amidst the sound of violent retching, coughing and blood froth spewed out quickly. A man of that age, with his mouth rotten, begged for mercy with a bitter cry.

Dun Mochi gave up, stood up straight in a dull manner, poured out the remaining residue, stood in front of the dining table and wiped the wine glass with a damp cloth.When he put it back in the closet, he still didn't look at his father again, but said in a flat tone: "Get out before dawn, and steal my things for wine. I'll buy you a whole bottle."

Then he pulled the stunned Lu Ting into the corridor.The temperature in this corridor is lower than that of the living room, and the light is more dim. There are also burn marks on the gray wall, and there are a few pieces of graffiti, all of which are meaningless interlaced lines and geometric shapes, so it looks a bit weird.The middle of the corridor was divided into two halves by a rusty iron fence partition door. Deng Mochi's room was outside. When he followed in, Lu Ting asked softly, "Your brother and sister are sleeping inside?"

Deng Mochi looked at him, but still couldn't make a sound for more than ten seconds, as if it was not easy to return to this normal speaking state.

"Hmm." In the end, only such a syllable was uttered.

After a short pause, he stated slowly again: "He will beat them when he drinks too much."

Lu Ting took a deep breath to calm himself down, and ignored the alcohol that was evaporating on his head. He quickly looked at the narrow bedroom, only a single bed was placed in the corner, and a row of hooks on the wall hung several A piece of clothes, and the rest of the space is used for stacking books and various equipment. Deng Mochi actually installed a workbench in the bedroom, complete with welding and polishing tools, equipped with a high-wattage shadowless desk lamp, and placed on the wall. Several computers are in hibernation, high-precision metalworking and carpentry seem to be able to do it, and unfinished parts are piled up on the corner of the table.

On the whole, although the room is crowded, it is cleaned quite cleanly. There is no dust on the exposed floor tiles, and it just reflects light silently.Placed in the entire dusty neighborhood, Lu Ting thinks it is a rare bright color.

"Is there any wound medicine?" He asked, "I only carry a Band-Aid and a tool kit with me. I don't have any hemostatic medicine or disinfectant."

"It will grow up on its own." Deng Mochi had already closed the door, took off the hook on the back of the jacket hanging on the door, glanced at the blood spot on Lu Ting's hand, "I'll go buy it. You lock the door Wait for me." The jacket slipped back on.

"Where can I buy it?" In my impression, there is no legal health institution nearby.

"Mingyue City, the closest one."

"...How long has it been going back and forth!" Lu Ting grabbed his cuff, "Clean it first, don't move, the broken glass will go deeper and deeper into the flesh, I'll get it out for you."

He helped Dun Mochi take off his jacket, pressed his shoulders, and sat down on the edge of the bed with him.When dealing with the wound, Lu Ting would not be afraid, even though Deng Mochi was sitting opposite him, he would not shake his hands.Fortunately, superficial scratches accounted for the majority, and few pieces were actually embedded in the skin. Lu Ting carefully fixed his right hand with a pair of disposable tweezers, placed it on Deng Mochi's lap, and then dealt with the left one.

Its five fingers curled up, obediently let him hold it in the palm of his hand.

The knock on the door also rang at this moment, "Brother, we're coming in." The girl said timidly.

Dun Mo didn't say anything, just looked over, his hands were still overlapped with Lu Ting's.As soon as the bedroom door was opened, R180 walked in wearing a light yellow plush nightgown, and R179 followed behind her impatiently, closing the door again.

"Father has already left." R180 stood on the edge of the bed, lowering his head as if admitting his mistake.

"Who told you to let him in, I fell asleep in the middle of the night," R179 rubbed his sleepy eyes, and complained, "The way he usually looks, why is he so courageous at this time!"

"Dad didn't hit us today... He was waiting at the door after school. He said he just missed us, come and see us!" R180 raised his voice rarely, arguing with him.

"Didn't you hear, he came back to steal!" R179 also shouted.

"Go back to sleep." Dun Mochi said.

"There's a lot of blood outside." R180's big eyes were already filled with moisture, she looked at Deng Mochi's hand, "Brother, you...you are injured."

"Yeah, did you see the broken bottle outside? Drunk people are more dangerous. To be on the safe side, don't open the door for him when he's alone at home. Your brother installed a fingerprint lock and a fence door in the corridor, isn't it just for you Are you two safe and sound?" Lu Ting said softly, put his cleaned left hand back on Deng Mochi's lap, and began to rummage through his satchel, trying his luck to see if he could find the disinfectant spray.

Didn't turn it over.

Lu Ting didn't admit that he was unlucky enough to complain, but he heard R180 cry: "But he is my father..."

R179 said irritably: "You still admit it, I don't! Go back to sleep." He pulled the little girl's wrist. R180 broke away from him, hiccupped and wiped away tears: "Dad was not like this before. Without mother, he would take care of us alone. He used to be very good. Brother, you also care about whether he is good or not, you don't ignore him."

Deng Mochi looked at his sister's little hand on the back of his hand, pushed it away, and said bluntly, "I can't care, I don't want to care about you."

The two children were really frightened, they stopped their quarrels, stared at him with wide eyes, and sneaked a glance at Lu Ting as if asking for help.

Lu Ting thought nonchalantly, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, your brother is throwing temper tantrums with you, and besides, I can take care of the three of you, wouldn't everyone be happy to let me raise them.

"Go to sleep." Deng Mochi didn't seem to be joking at all, got up and sent the two children back, "There are fruits in the refrigerator, you have to wash them before eating, and take them yourself when you are hungry."