"I understand a little." Seiji said after a silence, "To you, tragic stories... tragedies in the world are equivalent to 'interesting' things."
gloat.
People with this mentality are everywhere, or people generally have such negative emotions.
Some people will show it blatantly, some people will show it on the Internet, some people will not show it to people but will show it to animals, some people will not show it at all but will laugh inside...
It's normal to have such negative emotions, as long as you don't get out of control, you are still an ordinary person, but Kamiya Shusheng is obviously out of the "normal" category.
Laughter sounded again from the opposite side.
"I'm glad you understood, but I don't think you understand that much... You should be more frank," Kamiya said.
"Be more frank? Are you sure you want me to do this?" Seiji said coldly.
Speaking more "frankly" than before is swearing.
"Don't use such a scary tone." Kamiya smiled, "I'll ask you another question, how much are you willing to pay for the precious 'peace'?"
"I don't want to chat with you anymore, either you say what you need to say, or I hang up." Seiji refused to say any more.
"Don't be so anxious, this topic is more or less related to what should be said." Shen Gu said in a deep tone, "Or to change the question, how many lives do you think is appropriate to sacrifice in order to maintain 'peace'?"
Seiji stared slightly.
"... what does this question mean?"
"You should think about what it means, stop pretending to be stupid, Brother Chuntian." Shen Gu said straight to his heart.
Seiji's eyes flickered.
"No matter how many people sacrifice, it is not appropriate." He solemnly replied.
"This kind of standard answer is boring. What I want to hear is your real answer."
"That's my answer."
"No, you know what I'm asking, what I want to know."
Then there is silence.
Seiji was silent.
Kamiya waits.
This solemn silence lasted for a full minute.
"Okay, I probably know your answer." Kamiya said.
"There is still a question, but there is no need to ask it."
"The reward for being a 'hero' this time is still a piece of information."
…
Cherry blossoms fall with the wind.
Hazy, vague, beautiful and unreal.
Being in a dream again... Qianqiu realized this.
In front of it is a huge bright red torii, behind the torii is a vast expanse of white, and there is a faint voice that seems to be singing.
All she could see was Luo Ying and the torii gate, so she naturally took steps and walked towards it.
As she approached the past, the voice gradually became louder.
It is indeed a singing voice, a very beautiful singing voice, it should be sung by a girl, but I can't make out what it is singing, it reveals a sacred and clean meaning.
"Come... come..." The singing seemed to be mixed with whispered words.
Qianqiu noticed and listened carefully.
"No... come... have..."
"do not come… "
Repeatedly, it seems to be saying "don't come over"
Qianqiu can only barely recognize this level, and can't even tell whether it's a man or a woman who is speaking.
She came to the torii gate and stopped.
There seemed to be an extremely thick white mist in front of it, and nothing could be seen, and it felt a little cold, as if it would be fine if you walked in.
But if you don't go in, where else can you go? All I could see were the fluttering flower petals and the torii, and passing through the latter was the only way forward.
Although there is a "warning", but it is only vaguely recognized, maybe I heard it wrong.
Besides, it's a dream.
Nothing bad should happen in the dream... Qianqiu, whose consciousness is not clear, took this thought and took another step.
I stepped out with my right foot, as if I had crossed a certain boundary, and suddenly felt a biting chill!
This chill spread rapidly along the right foot, causing Qianqiu's leg to lose feeling, as if it was frozen!
She was shocked and wanted to back away, but she couldn't lift her right foot, as if it was frozen with the ground.
Just when she was struggling in fear, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her and pushed her hard!
Qianqiu fell backwards and fell to the ground. The right foot then exited the boundary line, and the chill stopped spreading.
Who pushed me just now
She looked ahead, but still saw nothing but a vast expanse of whiteness.
I actually saw a hand just now... It could only have come out of that fog!
There is someone in the fog, or someone on the opposite side.
Who is opposite the torii gate
The torii gate represents the entrance of God's Domain... The people on the opposite side are people from God's Domain... The people in God's Domain prevented me from entering and saved me...
"Mom?" Qianqiu finally thought of it.
He should have thought of it immediately, but because he was in this hazy dream and his thinking was slow, he only thought of it at this moment.
"Mom...is that you?" she asked raising her voice.
no respond.
"Mom... I am Qianqiu, Ruoye Qianqiu!" The girl called out her name.
Still no response.
Qian Qiu wanted to stand up, but although the chill stopped spreading, it didn't subside, and his right leg couldn't move at all.
She tried harder and harder, but still couldn't move.
This leg... is it useless
When this thought came to my mind, I couldn't help but feel panic.
"Mom..." I instinctively wanted to ask for help, but I couldn't see anyone.
I should call my mother's name, but I can't remember... Tears welled up in Qianqiu's eyes.
I can't remember anything about my mother.
I only know what my father said... but I don't have my mother's name... Besides, it's my father's memory, not my own.
Can't remember at all, it's too much.
What kind of evil god did such an excessive thing!
Anger and resentment are useless at this moment.
Qian Qiu looked at the opposite side of the torii with tears in his eyes, his mother must be there, she must have saved him just now, but he couldn't even remember her name.
Mother's name... a name that should be familiar... a name that must never be forgotten...
Cherry blossom petals kept falling, landing on her head and body, affecting her vision and feeling.
An invisible force enveloped the girl and began to put pressure on her, as if to drive her out of this realm.
"Mom—" Qianqiu shouted, resisting the pressure.
She clearly saw her just now...but she couldn't see her face, she was not reconciled!
"Forgot about you, sorry..."
"Dad still remembers you... although not much, but he always remembers..."
"He said I was raised by you... I tried to remember but couldn't, sorry."
"I want to see you, mom..."
"I really want to see you... I really want to think about it, everything about you, the time we spent together..."
Precious memories, memories that should have existed, everything that should have been lost.
How sad it is to lose to such an extent that you don't even know what you lost.
As for the mood of the mother who was forgotten in this way, Qianqiu felt chest pain just by imagining it.
"I'm sorry" is not enough!
No amount of shouting is enough.
It must be remembered, even if it is only a fragment, even if it is only a name.
"Seiji... help me..." Under the increasing pressure, her consciousness became blurred and she subconsciously asked her boyfriend for help.
It seems to be connected to something in the dark, and there is an inexplicable touch in the right hand.
Turning his head to look, something came into view, Qianqiu's eyes widened in shock.
That is a beautiful paper umbrella.
(end of this chapter)