The two scenes are right next to each other, existing abruptly in the thick white fog.
In a daze, Li Liang forgot why he appeared here. He was just curious, who were the babies in the arms of the two women?
So, he walked up and stood on the dividing line between the two scenes.
next moment.
The scene on the left moved.
The cave was dark and cramped, with only a cheap small LED desk lamp providing lighting. The floor was filled with bottles and cans, including mineral water bottles, empty fruit cans, empty 2L motor oil bottles, and even some cosmetics. To hold small bottles, there is a plastic pot placed on a flower stand with a missing leg in the middle of the ground. Below are various large and small kettles of different materials, most of which are empty.
There was a small bed in the corner with quilts piled on it. A pale woman wearing patched pajamas was sitting cross-legged on the quilt, holding a crying baby in her arms.
"Xixi, be good, Xixi is hungry, isn't she?" The woman rocked the child, glanced secretly at the two men chatting beside the bed, turned her body sideways, quietly lifted up her shirt and started feeding.
The man sitting next to the bed had a bald head, his skin was abnormally flushed, and he looked extremely haggard, but his eyes were full of love when he looked at the woman and child.
"Ahem," the middle-aged man standing next to the washbasin had a flushed face and a strong body. He cleared his throat and said, "Old Chen, a boy is fine. We need a boy. When Xixi grows up, I personally taught him how to shoot." As he said that, the middle-aged man stepped forward and stretched out his hand to tease the baby, but inadvertently saw a flash of white. He was stunned for a moment and his eyes widened.
A trace of helplessness flashed across the face of the man named Lao Chen, and he shouted softly: "Ne Win."
"Ah? Oh," Ne Win smiled slightly awkwardly, walked back to the washstand, deliberately showing admiration, "Tsk, tsk, Lao Chen, Xixi is definitely a good candidate, and I will definitely be able to succeed you in the future. seat."
"Let's not talk about this anymore," Lao Chen waved his hand, "How is the exploration of the bunker discovered a few days ago?"
Ne Win showed a cruel smile: "Confirmed, there is a family of three living inside. Damn rich people really know how to enjoy it. The air conditioner is still working normally. I'm sure it is a big fish. When we take it down, my sister-in-law will I can confine myself in the bunker.”
Lao Chen started coughing, which got worse and worse, and his face turned red.
The woman quickly reached out and rubbed his back.
Ne Win always kept a cruel smile on his face, staring at the bowed boss.
for a long time.
Old Chen finally caught his breath and said slowly: "This time, we are going to act together with the North District, the Skeletons, and the Survivor League. You tell the brothers to be careful. In addition, I suspect that there are heavy weapons hidden in the bunker. Remember when the time comes. Let the skeletons hold up the front, and at the worst, give them more supplies later."
"Understood," Ne Win smiled, "The time is set in six hours. Xiaodouzi will take action while the family is sleeping."
"Is Xiaodouzi okay?"
"No problem, even though she is only seven years old, she is already a veteran. She pretended to be pitiful and I almost cried. Five minutes, five minutes, the woman opened the bunker and let her in. She is now our underdog baby."
Lao Chen nodded, but there was no excited expression on his face.
"Then, I'm leaving first," Ne Win leaned down, walked a few steps outside and then turned back, "Boss, some people say that the East District Gang is also eyeing this fat guy, why don't you lead the team? If we really get into a fight, I'm afraid...well, after all, you are the only one who can speak in front of Mr. Jin."
"East Side Gang? Who said that?"
"Hey, it's been reported outside, just in case. You also know who Mr. Jin is. Just yesterday, he publicly executed a large number of homeless people who went to the East District to steal water from Gang's territory."
Lao Chen coughed again, and it took a long time to calm down. He covered his mouth and muttered: "I know."
"Okay," Naven nodded, and smiled at the woman on the bed, "Sister-in-law, rest a while, I'll ask them to send you some sugar later, and you can replenish your body."
The woman smiled reluctantly, and waited for Ne Win to leave, then said anxiously, "Are you going again?"
Lao Chen slowly put down his hand, his palm filled with blood.
"Don't go, okay," the woman choked, "You know how harmful radiation is to the body."
"There is no way, if the East District..."
The woman suddenly raised her husband's hand and cried hysterically: "Look, your nails are all gone..."
Lao Chen retracted his hand and silently wiped the blood he had just coughed up from his palm.
The woman wiped the tears on her face and whispered: "Ne Win has made excuses time and time again to let you go to the ground. Don't you understand what he wants to do?"
"I understand," Lao Chen sighed, turned to look at the sleeping child in his wife's arms, and said softly, "I crawled out of the death pit with him, established the South District Gang together, and watched the South District together. He is helping more and more people, and I have always regarded him as a brother."
The woman shook her head: "He no longer regards you as a brother."
"Yes," Old Chen smiled bitterly, his eyes gradually becoming colder, "So this time, I will let him understand who is the boss of the Southern District Gang."
After speaking, Lao Chen said seriously: "How about it? Isn't this sentence very domineering?"
The woman smiled helplessly, tears still flowing.
"Don't cry, Xiaorou," Lao Chen reached out to brush away his wife's tears, "As long as I'm here, no one can bully you."
"Someone bullied me," Xiaorou snorted and tapped the child in her arms with her chin, "He couldn't stop crying."
"Xixi..." Old Chen leaned in front of Xiaorou and carefully touched his son's face with his fingers, "Then I can't help it. Who makes him the boss of the Southern District Gang in the future? I still have to rely on him. He is taking care of himself."
Xiaorou covered her mouth and smiled, and looked at the sleeping child with her husband.
The muffled thunder sounded faintly, and the small cave was quiet.
for a long time.
Xiaorou said softly: "Mr. Jin has always been very optimistic about you, why not..."
Lao Chen lay down and closed his eyes, "These days, living under someone else means risking your life, and you will die sooner or later. Besides, Mr. Jin is different from ordinary people. Sometimes I feel... there are many people living in his body..."
"Ah?" Xiaorou shrank, "Don't scare me."
"Stop talking about this," Lao Chen sat up, "I'll make you a cup of sugar water."
The scene freezes.
Xixi?
Who is it?
Li Liang turned to look to the right.
The scene on the right started to move.
This bedroom is bright and clean, the wooden floor shows signs of long-term use, and the furniture is a bit old, but it is spotless.
The scene has no walls, and a door stands alone on the edge of the floor.
The sun shines in from the "non-existent window" and shines on the bed against the wall. A woman is leaning sideways to feed the baby lying on the bed. Her hair hangs down to cover her face. You can see that her facial features are very delicate.
The man stood in front of the cabinet with his head lowered, stroking a wine glass in his hand and making a phone call using his communication bracelet.
"Well, okay, what model?... It can be repaired. It's probably a problem with the valve cover... Okay, okay, I'll pick up the car in the afternoon, fix it and send it back to you... Okay, okay, bye."
After hanging up the call, the man walked to the bed and sat down. He seemed to be worried and stared blankly at the sunshine on the floor.
"What's wrong?" The woman didn't raise her head, "What are you thinking about?"
"It's nothing." The man came back to his senses and shook his bracelet. "I took another good job, a gang leader's antique car. The job was done in two minutes. How much do you think you can earn?"
The woman snorted: "Zhou Cheng, can we stop bragging? Last time you said it was a good job, how much did you lose inside and outside?" Then she scratched the face of the baby in her arms with her fingers, "What do you mean? Right, little cotton, daddy is a big fool."
Zhou Cheng laughed and wanted to reach out and touch his daughter's face, but his wife slapped his hand away.
"Have you washed your hands? It's all engine oil."
"Hey, I'm talking about Gao Ye, you..."
"What are you doing?" Gao Ye raised his head, "What do you care about Zhou Xiaoyou? She spends all day playing around in Yiban Street. What does she want to do? Join a gang and become a gangster? I have spent so much effort to give her a job in the Order Bureau. It would be nice for her to find a clerical job..."
"Okay, okay," Zhou Cheng said helplessly, "You don't know your own daughter's character? Do you think I can control her?"
"Hmph, Lord Mayfly can't take charge of a girl?"
Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment and reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth.
Gao Ye regretted it as soon as he said it and hit his husband's arm with his head: "I was wrong, bah bah bah."
"Okay," Zhou Cheng rubbed his wife's head, "It's okay. I'll go back and say hello to Yakuza's brother-in-law, and let his brothers see Zhou Xiaoyou beat her up every time. How about that?"
"You..." Gao Ye lay back angrily, "She's still your daughter anyway, so you just have to let her go."
Zhou Cheng shook his head, the smile on his face slowly faded, and he stared at the floor in a daze.
for a long time.
Gao Ye asked softly: "The people from the Presbyterian Church are looking for you again?"
"Well," Zhou Cheng sighed, "Chris is very stubborn..."
"We just want to live a normal life. We don't want to be surrounded by bullets and bullets all day long. Why can't they let us go?" Gao Ye said angrily. "What bullshit fate and mission? It's just a fairy tale. You shouldn't have let Chris in in the first place." Presbyterian, that guy has a serious disease in his mind."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
The couple looked at each other, and Gao Ye immediately took out a gun from under the pillow.
Zhou Cheng pressed his wife's hand, stood up slowly and asked, "Who?"
A deep voice came from outside the door: "I, Chris."
Kara.
Gao Ye sat up suddenly, loaded the gun, and was about to shoot.
"Hey," Zhou Cheng suddenly squeezed the trigger, "What are you doing? Don't scare little cotton."
Gao Ye's chest rose and fell, he glanced at his sleeping daughter, put down his gun unwillingly, and said viciously: "I'll hire someone to kill him sooner or later."
Zhou Cheng patted his wife on the shoulder, walked slowly to the door, looked through the peephole, then opened the door and walked out, closing the door behind him.
Soon, the sound of two men arguing outside the door was heard.
Chris's voice was thick: "Lord, have you forgotten the words left by the second generation Lord? Everything is meaningless, we are just confused ephemera in the darkness of the abyss."
"Chris, you're too involved!" Zhou Cheng yelled, "The Mayfly Brotherhood is a, damn, gang! The second-generation Lord went to Shangcheng District, but he went crazy when he came back. Before committing suicide, he said Those fates and missions are all just conjecture! Conjecture!"
"Fantasy? Then tell me, why did you happen to give birth to a daughter, and why did your daughter happen to have a tear mole in the corner of her eye?"
Zhou Cheng laughed angrily: "Fuck you, okay, what kind of eyes, what kind of number zero, prophecy says that those with tear moles on the corners of their eyes have a mission, okay, both of my daughters have tear moles, tell me , which one has a mission? Or both?"
"No, you only have one daughter who is special and destined..."
"Fuck you," Zhou Cheng scolded, "Chris, I'm warning you, if you want to grow Mayfly, no problem, that's your business, I've stopped doing it a long time ago. Besides, in Zhongjing, let alone You, even Wangchao, have to give me some face, if you dare to disturb me and my family again, I will fucking kill you."
Zhou Cheng pushed the door open and walked in, slamming the door hard.
The scene freezes.
Little cotton?
Li Liang blinked and suddenly felt something touching his trousers.
When he looked down, he saw that it was a puppy, rubbing its head affectionately on his feet.
He leaned over and picked up the puppy, holding it in front of his eyes to look at it.
This puppy looked a bit malnourished, its fur was uneven and lackluster, and there were a few spots that seemed to have been burned, and the burnt hair was stuck together.
"Who are you?" Li Liang asked.
The puppy whined twice and stared straight at him.
"You're lost? Well, so am I."
Li Liang held the puppy in his arms, walked into the scene on the right, came to Gao Ye, leaned over and looked at her face, and felt that it looked very familiar.
Who is Little Cotton?
He shook his head, walked into the scene on the left again, came to Xiaorou, and looked down at the child in her arms.
Who is this little boy named Xixi?
Woof~
The puppy barked.
Li Liang touched its back and walked out of the scene.
next moment.
The white mist came in and submerged the two scenes. When it dispersed again, a new scene appeared.
story……
Still going on.
