In the face of Xiao Zhe's roaring sound that had been roaring all night, the young man didn't care at all in the state of fighting between trapped beasts.
"Answer me, who are you? Why do you appear at this time every year? Why do you look the same as me? Why should I face a lunatic like you every time." Xiao Zhe appeared more and more under the snowstorm. It's getting more and more irritable.
Finally, Xiao Zhe's series of roars full of doubts touched a certain nerve of the young man in front of him, causing him to lift up his original delicate face.
Xiao Zhe has never had the habit of staring at his face, because he has not yet reached the point of narcissism, but Xiao Zhe dared to swear that the young man in front of him absolutely has nothing in common with him except for being similar.
Because the face in front of him gave Xiao Zhe a very contradictory and sad feeling. It seems that on this face that resembles himself and has hard lines, Xiao Zhe sees the "self" in front of him, everything he once possessed. Among them are "the arrogant and domineering when I was young", "the self-confidence that does not put everything in the eyes", "the indifference of ignoring everything in the world", "the arrogance after mastering everything", and then "regret", "guilt" and "self." "Responsibility", the only thing left in the end is the "unbounded hatred" and the trace of "if there is no sentiment."
The expressions that can be seen on the face of young people suddenly all turned into Xiao Zhe's emotions. In the mentality that contained all kinds of disharmony and opposition, Xiao Zhe finally felt a trace of fear.
Deep down in my heart, perhaps the sense of fear still exists. It's just that, unlike other people's fear of unknown dangers, what Xiao Zhe is afraid of is just "feeling" that he is resisting and instinctive rejection, rather than shrinking in the general sense.
"I... Don't think... Get up... Don't..." Not knowing why, Xiao Zhe suddenly hugged his head in pain and roared like a wild beast.
"I don't want you to recall anything, I just want you to clearly understand some of the truth!" The young man's voice is very crisp, but it seems that there is a power to ignore the sound of wind and snow. It reached Xiao Zhe's ears without much effort.
"The truth?" After hearing this sentence, Xiao Zhe's original action of tearing his head suddenly stopped. After raising the head with difficulty, the pupils seemed to enlarge a lot... and slowly spread...
"Yes, the truth!" The young man's voice was full of bitterness. The figure finally slowly disappeared in the wind and snow.
It seems that on the lawn of an island, a young young man is lazily enjoying the sunshine that heaven has given to everything. In the high altitude, there was a small black spot slowly drifting, and a moving black spot was falling on the ground. In the distance, there were a few sand gulls calling, and the slight sea breeze coming in made everything and the environment seem so harmonious and far away from the disputes of the outside world.
It seemed that the original picture was like this, Xiao Zhe raised his head, very difficult, and finally saw clearly what was in front of him. This time, he didn't feel surprised anymore, because everything here seemed to be familiar, giving him a strong sense of intimacy.
"What the hell are you looking at? Crazy!" A middle-aged man's deep voice sounded at this moment, belching while still dissatisfied.
The drunkard's words did not immediately receive the young man's answer. Looking at the young man's constant looking up, he couldn't help raising his hand to cover the dazzling sunlight, and following the young man's eyes, he looked towards the sky.
"I'm looking at the eagle in the sky?" The coldness in the young man's voice made people feel cold and shuddering like an icy flying knife.
"Eagle?" Looking at the little black spot in the sky, the uncle yawned a little boredly, "If you like it, let the elders know and let the organization raise hundreds of them for fun, right?"
"When does my decision need to be explained to the Presbyterian Council?"
"I know you never treat the elders' meeting as the same thing, let alone put the elders in your eyes!" Shrugged, the uncle's tone was not only a little blame, but also a lot of praise. After all, it’s really like the young man in front of him. It’s rare to see the spiritual leaders in the organization as a pile of rubbish. "But you must understand one thing, even the'eight generals' headed by you. At this moment, we have not all reached the time when we can be alone.-So we must learn to be patient."
"Do you know why I like eagles?" The young man didn't say a word, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Why?" Uncle drunkard was also very suspicious.
"Because they can rely on their own strength to soar in the sky, without fear of any storms and cold currents, staying at the highest point, looking down at everything in the world, and enjoying the highest realm of'self-only'."
While talking, the young man was lying on the grass and slowly stretched out his hand to his chest, squeezing it fiercely! It seems that everything is in his own palm.
"Rely on one's own strength?" Repeated playfully what the young man had just said. The alcoholic uncle seemed to understand what he meant to express.
"One day, I will encapsulate all the rights of the'Eight Generals' in my own hands, control the'Rules' with my own strength and will, dissolve the Presbyterian Church, and even reshuffle the entire Asian killer world. With my Dominating the dark world of Asia in name, I want the world to know what is meant by'those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish.'"
Seeing the fanatical expression under the indifferent expression of the young man in front of him, the uncle just took another sip of wine without saying anything.
Perhaps he knew that the young man in front of him could do it, or he might understand that, if nothing else, the day as he described it would soon come. Maybe, after a few years later, after young people take the position of leader, everything becomes possible!
However, just like God made a big joke with everyone, such an elusive thing as destiny, often some people guess the beginning but not the end.
Can only leave a lot of regrets and sighs after another!
Everything in front of him was changing, and Xiao Zhe felt a wave of restlessness after another. But no matter how hard Xiao Zhe tried to see the face of the person in front of him, he would be obscured by a hazy one, and he could only see the outline, but not all the faces clearly. So at this moment, he can only distinguish everything around him from the sound...
This situation is very weird, but for Xiao Zhe, he doesn't have to worry too much. Because such things have become commonplace for him in the past few years. Some weird thoughts, some things that I have never experienced, some knowledge of firearms that occasionally sprang out, and my inexplicable skills and reactions, even I have not been systematically learning cooking but can cook good dishes. , These are all things that he is very suspicious of. But these things are now all classified into his memories. So he doesn't need to worry too much about his situation.
"mad"? A certain word in those conversations just now made Xiao Zhe's heartbeat speed up by a beat in vain. Who is "crazy"? Is this a name or something else? What's the meaning? Why do I feel familiar with this word? With a throbbing in his heart, Xiao Zhe was full of familiar and unfamiliar words, and felt the coexistence of relative resistance and longing. In the depths of his subconsciousness, what Xiao Zhe resisted was that memory, but his desire was the power and strength that he possessed behind that memory. On this point, Xiao Zhe can guarantee that the word "crazy" is definitely not as superficial as it appears on the surface. Now he began to think about the first word about his past-"crazy".
The memory is constantly changing, and the picture in front of me is constantly changing. With the fluctuation of his emotions, everything seemed to become weird and beyond contemplation.
Everything is slowly fading away, as warm but unreal as the afternoon sun shining on the face.
Xiao Zhe couldn't remember all the things he had done in the past. It was like a lottery, and memory after memory appeared one after another, waiting for Xiao Zhe's trigger. However, if Xiao Zhe hadn't recalled that memory at this time, memory after memory had lost the opportunity to trigger forever, and disappeared after becoming fragments. Can you remember the most important things for Xiao Zhe? It all depends on his luck and destiny...
"Uncle Mu, the second elder, we are going to perform the next mission, so we have to leave for a while. Today, A Zhe and I are here to say goodbye to you temporarily." The smoke faded, and a sweet and crisp voice appeared on Xiao Zhe. In his mind.
Xiao Zhe couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but he could clearly feel that the owner of this voice definitely belonged to the kind of person who was usually cold and cold, and only showed a smile when facing his relatives. . So although her voice is indifferent, she has a different kind of warmth. However, this feeling made Xiao Zhe feel "confused".
"Go. Aqing, Azhe!" It seemed that the middle-aged uncle's voice was still the same. Because he has an obvious characteristic, that is, the suffix that accompanies his voice, and the sound of "gululu" is always the sound of sips of spirits.
"You don't seem to worry about them at all?" An old but powerful voice also rang. This voice made Xiao Zhe feel familiar... Seems to be... Old man
"Huh, I don't "fuck" this heart? I believe that as the only remaining descendants of the Xiao family, the guardian of the'rules', they must be the best. They will definitely not shame the Xiao family!" It seemed that he was drunk and drunk, but the careless answer fully proved the vulgarity and straightforwardness of the owner of this voice.