The sweet dreams that the soul makes when it leaves the body, the small death is defined as Shijin's last life.
Shi Jin was suddenly at a loss. He thought of his adoptive parents, of entering the supermarket, of the friends, classmates, comrades-in-arms, and colleagues he had met since he was a child... Those people are so vivid and the memories of their lives. It's so real, he has lived all his life truly, how could it be a dream
It is precisely because he firmly believes that he is just growing up in an ordinary family with the love of his parents, and that he is only a little unlucky, so he has to go through the lives of others, and he can truly get rid of the dark and distorted emotions of the original owner. Come to this step today.
If the root he relies on is just a dream, if his origin is not in that warm world, how should he deal with himself
"Little death, you are lying to me." He said solemnly, implying.
Xiao Di cried and kept saying sorry.
Sorry, Shijin is the last word to hear now. For the first time, without being intimate with Jun Lian, he ticked the progress bar and shut Xiaozhu into the small black room.
The world was quiet, and the cries disappeared. He sat on a chair, his mind was chaotic, and suddenly he didn't know who he was, and then soon he came to a conclusion.
He is a time advance, twisted and gloomy time advance, despicably went to another world, and stole a time advance in a life that did not belong to him. For the adoptive parents, he is an outsider who shouldn't show up. The place he originally thought was his hometown, but the place he came from is actually the real foreign land.
What a terrible thing, what he thought was beautiful, was just a fantasy adventure carefully prepared by Xiao Di in order to change the real and gloomy him.
In fact, he had guessed, and he was not unprepared for the truth, but... it was so uncomfortable. He bent over and grabbed his face. The memories of the original owner he once firmly believed to belong to the dead flashed suddenly in his mind, and his heart felt like exploding in pain.
That is the real him, that is his real life, he is actually such an ugly and sad person. He was born in a cage and hell, and all the good things he possessed were illusions woven out of conspiracy nightmare disguise, and his heart had already rotted away.
The fake ones are all fake. Goodness is fake, happiness is fake, everything is stolen from him, it shouldn’t belong to him, he—
"@#￥%?"
An unfamiliar language with concern and concern suddenly rang in my ears, and my shoulders were immediately caught.
Shi Jin was taken aback for a moment, his thoughts that got into the tip of the horns suddenly turned back, released his hand and looked at the foreign old man who was looking at him. He met the other person's quiet and gentle eyes after years of precipitation, and his thoughts flickered, as if he had seen the same one. An adoptive father with such a look.
"Jin Jin, Dad and Mom love you the most, so you have to love yourself too."
Before the old man passed away, he had been reluctant to tell him this way. He held the old man's hand and hated the unsparingness of time in his heart, but he showed a smile on his face, and said to the old man: "I will, Dad, you can rest assured."
"How can I feel at ease." The old man reached out and touched his head, with boundless nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes, "You are always so good... Jinjin, Dad can't bear you, you haven't really grown up yet."
"What the old man is talking nonsense." His mother put his shoulders on his shoulders from behind, and her tone was always neat, and she trembled a little because of his wife's about to leave. The police uniform is so handsome, don’t worry about it, old man."
Memories overflowed, and emotions were completely broken. Shijin stretched out his arms to hug the old man in front of him, and started crying like a child.
Don't be a dream, that's his parents, his family, his father is always so gentle, and his mother is always so caring, don't be a dream, that's where he comes from, is his root.
"@#￥%... &￥#?" The old man was taken aback and became more worried. He hesitated and raised his hand to hug him, and put his head on his cheek to see if he was sick.
The passengers around were also attracted by the movement here, and they turned their heads to look over.
Shi Jin couldn't take care of that much anymore. He hugged the old man and cried out all his grievances and unwillingness.
…
In the evening, Shi Jin came out of the local police station with a pair of red and swollen eyes, saying goodbye to the kind old man and the police with embarrassment, raised his hand in a taxi, and reported the address of the nursing home to the driver.
After crying, the kind old man thought it was a child separated from his parents. He went through a series of things such as the parking of the sightseeing bus and the police being sent to the police station. Shijin's backlog of emotions It was all gone, and finally calmed down.
He rubbed his somewhat sore eyes, touched the ring on his finger, and released Xiao Die from the small dark room.
"Jin Jin." Xiao Death called immediately and carefully observed the surroundings. Seeing that everything was fine, he was a little relieved and cautiously asked, "Do you hate me? Jin Jin, I'm sorry. "
Hearing it crying, Shijin's heart instantly softened, but he still sterned and said, "Don't say sorry anymore, or I will really hate you."
Xiao Death shut up immediately, his tone became more careful, and asked: "Then... Then Jinjin, are you okay?"
"No, I cried embarrassingly in front of a stranger, and was taken to the police station. This is definitely the dark history of my life." Shijin continued to speak in a stern tone, "And I suspect this is another reward for trouble. of."
How could there be such a coincidence in this world, just when he was going crazy with his horns, an old man with the same eyes as his adoptive father stretched out his hand to him, pulled him out of those thoughts, and was still kindly accompanying him. Hold him, comfort him.
Maybe he was gloomy, anyway, he didn't think this damn world had treated him so tenderly before! When he was in agony and wanted to cry, he never happened to show his arms to lean on him!
What reward is making trouble
Xiao Death was stunned by his answer, seeing that his eyes were red, he had obviously cried, and he was so distressed that he was so distressed that he was so distressed that he was no longer wondering whether to reward him, so he carefully brushed the buff to relieve him, and said: " It’s all my fault, right—"
Shijin's tone sank: "Huh?"
The little death hurriedly stopped the half-speaking sorry. He choked so much that he hiccuped himself. He hiccuped and said, "Blame me, come in. You can scold me. You can keep me locked in a small dark room, I just beg Don't hate me... Don't be sad, it's all my fault, you should put me in a small dark room..."
"It's okay, we don't have much time to get along." Shijin's heart was completely softened, and he no longer held his tone. He lowered his head and touched the ring again, and said slowly, "Little death, I don't hate you. You saved me, and I thank you. You can give up on me directly. I was so bad in the past, and there is no value in saving, but you didn’t give up on me. You even bothered to arrange everything for me and let me see a lot of me. The beautiful things that you couldn't touch before... In fact, if you abandon me and board directly with Lian Jun, your mission to save the world is probably completed sooner. I am the one who dragged you down. I'm sorry, and thank you."
Xiao Death was said to have made him want to cry again, and hurriedly said: "No, you are my baby too, I will not give up on you, and you have not dragged me down."
Shi Jin's eyebrows eased, and he gave a low hmm, was quiet for a while, and suddenly asked seriously: "Little death, my adoptive parents are real, right?"
Xiao Wang didn’t know why he asked, fearing that he would still have questions, and hurriedly explained: “Of course it exists, although I immediately erased what you had existed in that world after your soul left that world. Traces, but your adoptive parents are real."
Shijin felt uncomfortable for a moment when he heard the words "Erasing the Traces", but he quickly adjusted it and continued to ask: "So I really grew up again under the lap of my adoptive parents, right?"
Xiao Death's tone became hesitant, and he replied: "It's true, although..."
"Don't say it though!" Shijin interrupted it quickly, squeezed the hand wearing the ring, and said, "That's enough, I don't want to know anything else. Zhuang Zhou Mengdie or Die Meng Zhuang Zhou is free. , I just need to know that I have indeed lived with my adoptive parents for so many years."
Xiao Si immediately understood his thoughts, and became more distressed, and said again and again: "Jin Jin, you are loved by your adoptive parents. There is no doubt about this."
Shijin's unwillingness, fear, anxiety, etc. emotions slowly settled in this sentence. He looked at the lights of Wanjia gradually lit up outside the window, exhaled for a long time, and suddenly said: "Little death, give me all my memories and feelings."
Xiao Death was stunned, then his tone became tense for an instant, and he squatted and said, "Wh, what?"
"Didn't you strip away my feelings and memories, and give them back to me." Shijin said seriously, seriously trying to face everything, "Although I know the original owner... know all my past memories, also I empathized with most emotions in the way of dreams, but that is incomplete after all."
If Xiao Di had a heart, then its current heart rate has definitely exceeded the limit that the human body can bear. It was even a little scared and said: "Jin Jin, you, you don't need to be like this. When you see Shi Weichong, you will naturally..."
"I don't want to think of my own memories and emotions piece by piece. You can give me a complete one at a time." Shijin insisted and even calmed it up in reverse. "Don't worry, I know what I am doing, I just want to Find your complete self."
The little death whispered: "It will be uncomfortable to enter... Fragmented memories will be easier to accept. If you restore all at once, the memories and emotions that you previously relieved will most likely be provoked, and then flooded again. ."
"It's okay." Shijin lowered his head and squeezed the ring hand, as if holding the person who could give him strength, "For the future, I should always make sure that I am really different now from the past. Again. It’s okay to flood, it’s a big deal to solve the knot again, so that you can stay for a while, I earn it. And I will be fine. With those rewards, I can’t even die now."
There was no way to die, and it was a compromise in the end, and he followed him.
The progress bar began to flicker and glow, and the memory fragments that had been seen in the brain flooded again, intertwined, and slowly formed a complete life. Shijin closed his eyes and leaned against the back seat of the car, letting his consciousness walk into those memories.
…
When the sky was filled with stars, the taxi stopped steadily at the entrance of the nursing home. Shi Jin opened his eyes, paid the fare calmly, thanked the driver, and got out of the car with his backpack.
The little death was almost scared to death, and he called: "Go in, go in..."
"What are you panicking?" Shijin watched the taxi leave, turned to face the closed gate of the nursing home, looked at the beautiful white dome buildings inside, and commented, "It's a good place, Lian Jun will really pick it."
The more he calmed down, the more panicked he was, his voice trembling, and he said: "Go in, your progress bar, death, death has been slowed..."
It's really a reprieve, and it's been a long while. Now Shijin didn't have anything that could be fatal, so Shijin's progress bar could go to death reprieve only because of himself.
He wants to die, or rather, he wants to do something that will cause him to die.
Shijin was still inevitably affected by those memories and emotions that had re-emerged.
"Don't be afraid, I know it in my heart." Shi Jin comforted, threw his backpack on his back, took out his mobile phone and dialed Shi Wei Chong's number.
A few minutes later, Shi Weichong ran to the gate out of breath. He was wearing indoor slippers on his feet, a set of pajamas casually wrapped around him, and his hair was wet, as if he ran out after a half-washed shower.
"Xiao Jin, why are you here?" Shi Wei Chong opened the small door and came out, watching Shi Jin, wanting to approach but hesitating, as if he suspected that he had hallucinations, afraid that he would wake up as soon as he approached.
"Brother, I'm here to pick you up." Shijin looked at his expression, smiled at him, and took the initiative to hug him, patted him on the back, "I'm sorry for making you wait so long."
When he came into contact with his body temperature, Shi Weichong finally had a sense of reality, and hugged him back hurriedly, with some surprises in his eyes, and said with a little excitement: "No, I am sorry for you, Xiaojin, you really Here comes... Thank you for coming, I am very happy."
Hearing his incoherent words, Shi Jin's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he soon regained a smile, and a little bit away from his embrace, said: "Big brother, I have been in the car for the whole afternoon, and I haven't eaten dinner yet, so I'm so hungry. "
"Sit in the car all afternoon?" Shi Weichong frowned, looked at his face, and saw that his eyes were red, his complexion was very bad, and he looked very unconscious, and he hurriedly took his hand and turned towards the nursing home. Walked and said, "It only takes three hours to get here from the airport. Why did you sit in the car all afternoon and encounter a black car? The security in Country D is actually not as good as it seems. You should let me pick you up. When did you get off the plane? Did you just bring this little luggage? The temperature here is lower, is it cold?"
Shi Jin never knew that Shi Wei Chong could nag like this. He glanced at Shi Wei Chong holding his hand, and then at Shi Wei Chong’s thin pajamas. He remembered that when he was a child, Shi Wei Chong held him and taught him to ride a toy patiently. The picture of the Trojan horse showed a crying expression on his face. He turned his head and secretly took a deep breath to suppress his emotions, then held his hand and said with a smile: "Brother, look at what you are wearing. You should be cold. It's you, right."
Shi Weichong was taken aback for a moment, looked down at the pajamas on his body, got embarrassed, coughed with a low cough, looked back at him and said, "I didn't pay attention... I'm sorry, I came out to see you dressed like this."
Shi Jin was still smiling, looking at him embarrassed, and said something in his heart that's okay.