msmithbooks 21. Memory
21. Memory
21. Memory
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[Ka Jielin] Has anyone seen the white clothes recently?
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"Han Cheng." Xia Lian smiled warmly, just like Han Cheng when he first saw him.
"You..." Han Cheng didn't know how to speak: "What's wrong with you?"
The delicate girl said with a sullen face: "I heard you committed a crime, and he followed you here." Suddenly, her face changed from cloudy to sunny: "It doesn't matter, just die here."
"You're crazy." Han Cheng saw that both of them were crazy, but in fact he was crazy too. Fez Prison is full of lunatics who want to die, so no one will survive.
"I don't care." Xia Lian smiled.
Then, Han Cheng looked at Xia Lian lying on the ground from the perspective of God. He had lost his breath. The black and white prison uniform was his last shroud. The girl next to him seemed to be called Yan Zui. Cause died?
When did you first meet Xia Lian?It seems to be a school celebration in the third year of junior high school.At that time, Han Cheng was still a innocent boy, he liked to mourn the spring and autumn, he liked to write two sour poems, and he liked a good boy who smiled softly.Xia Lian is still the same as now, gentle and elegant, a gentleman like orchid, playing the piano on the stage like an elegant prince.
Time has not changed everything about Xia Lian. It is so rare that Xia Lian is the only child who has not been eroded by time, but now he died in such a dark prison.
Han Cheng suddenly remembered the last mission in the game, in which the leader of the White Hair Cult seemed to be called Tu Zui, fell in love with a man, but fulfilled the love of that man, so that he would never be reborn, love, really crazy.
Han Cheng also knew that girl. She was in the same class as him in junior high school. She liked to laugh and make trouble, but her eyes were filled with deep loneliness.
One of him and the girl disdains the glitz and glamour, while the other travels through the world of mortals, but in the end they all come to the same goal. The two of them are always forgotten. Later, Han Cheng saw the smile in the girl's heart, and he knew, He was lonely again, and now, he was the only one left.
Who dyed him black?Who made that pure white boy disappear forever?
It's not Xianni, nor Chen Yuwu, it's time, it's time.
Holding the ashes of Xia Lian and Yan Zui, Han Cheng handed them over to Xiao Xiao: "Bury them properly."
The man with blue eyes behind him smiled slightly: "Tell me, do you still have any beliefs?"
"Vince Ling." Han Cheng called his name with a strange tone: "I have never believed in anything."
"Really?" The man smiled: "You are very similar to a person I once knew. His name is Ling Tang, and he is also from country Z. What happened afterwards... I don't remember..."
"Little guy, you are disobedient to me, I will let you see the darkest side of Fez Prison." Wesling's smile was dangerous.
"I've never insisted on it." Han Cheng smiled slightly.If he had persisted, he would not have ended up where he is today.
Then, Han Cheng became Wesling's confinement.
Or, male favorite?
It's really an old profession.
No skill, no strong body, nothing, nothing, only relying on power to survive, anyway, this body is already dirty, it doesn't matter if it is dirty.
Once again collapsed by Wiseling, Han Cheng lay on the bed and looked up at the sky outside the small window.
Memories of his sordid life.
Memory knowledge before the age of ten is a blank sheet of paper, and some things are just torture when recalled.
When he was 12 years old, he became a good buddy of Yuan Ni, and then secretly fell in love with Yuan Ni.
I met Xia Lian when I was 15 years old.
At the age of 16, he followed Xian Ni to country M, was sold to a club by Onizuka Qi Niang, met Chen Yuwu, and was bought by him.
From the age of 16, life is blank, dyed black by Chen Yuwu.
At the age of 19, she left Chen Yuwu and started a long journey of prostitution.
This is his simple life.
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【Xiao Xiao】Will never see you again.
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【Extra】NormalEnd1·The Kingdom of the Dead·Han Yan·No.1
When my soul became lighter, I realized that I was dead.How I died, I don't remember, I just feel that my body is dirty, so dirty that I can't bear it.
I become very light, floating in such a cold world, I feel that I can touch the warm sun.
So, is this what it feels like to die?How wonderful is that death which is hated and hated by the world.
Drowsy, I was taken to the dark purgatory.
——I have seen what hell is like, but I am still alive.
Is death more terrifying in purgatory?
I was surrounded by a black setting, not as eerie and terrifying as the third-rate novels said, on the contrary, there was a trace of cleanliness and elegance, like a scholar's study, with layers of books spreading to the far end.
"Your name." The red dress was as thick as fire, the cinnabar between the eyebrows seemed to be the most tragic desolation in the world, and the dark eyes seemed to have lost all vitality.
He also likes to wear red clothes, but Yan Yan is a completely different type from this man.Yan Yan is as enchanting and blooming as a poppy flower, as intense and passionate as a rose, but he is like a silent red sea, a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.
"I don't remember." I smiled at him.
"Then go back and find your name and reincarnate." He quietly spread out a book and read it carefully.
"I don't want to be reincarnated."
"What is your last wish?" The man looked up at him, staring at me with a pair of empty eyes, and I still smiled.
"No last wish." Yes, I don't have any last wish. In this world, I have nothing to worry about. Reincarnation is just another constraint for my freedom.
"If you ask someone else's name, you should report your name first." I looked at him with a smile.
"I don't remember either." His empty eyes seemed to have extinguished the last flame, and they were still lifeless black.
"Is hell lonely?" I asked.
"Without him, every place is purgatory."
"Who is he?"
"My lover, his name is... You Yan." The two words that came out of his mouth were like a spell, a spell of death.
"Since hell is very lonely, may I accompany you?" I chuckled.
"Okay." He gently stroked my face: "You and him really look alike."
"Your name?" I asked.
"Phoenix." He replied confusedly.
I quietly watched his relieved smile as he floated lightly across the Wangchuan River, walked across the bridge of Naihe, plunged into the Red Sea, and into reincarnation.
"King." The gentle woman looked at me with a smile.
I also smiled back at her.
Since you don’t want to be reincarnated, let’s watch others liberate like this. That’s also a kind of happiness, isn’t it?
One day, there will be such a person, who will ask me with a smile: "Your name?"Who is the person I cherish?Do I really have a heart?
I don't know, it turns out that purgatory is warmer than the world.
——How many springs and autumns have the vicissitudes of the world, I come to think about it now, the wind and snow are vast and the clouds are lonely.
Helan Mountain is cold with missing corpses, the river is full of reds, and the slanting light shines on Kyushu, and the music has ended.
The yellow flowers of the old country turn into spring mud, the beauty of beauties is bitter and short, the autumn moon hangs high, and the mottled city walls are locked with rhododendrons.
Hearing that the tunes of the flute and Fu have been messed up, the glass of wine falls into the Red Sea, and the wine will be drunk, and the glass will not stop.
The jade in the blue field is already cold, the zither strings are broken, the bright moon is setting in the blue sky, and the spring thunder breaks the sky.
Thousands of mountains are snowing at dusk, the snow falls on the top of the city where swords have no eyes, thousands of mountains are extinct, fishermen and woodcutters are alone fishing.
When he was frivolous, he was unrestrained and unrestrained, but now he is down and out, the walls are empty, the blue sky is still as clean as before, and the stars are dotted like in the past.
Youth is easy to be chaotic, bright as fire; fireworks are easy to be cold, and water in the sky is cold.
The smog surrounds the tea, the leaves and branches rise and fall, and the prosperity in the dream will eventually come to an end.
Moth-headed and moth-browed, Tingting and Chanjuan, finally pink and dry, lonely and ethereal.
Over the years, the essence has been weathered and broken into pieces.
Swan geese falling on the wall, Wan Jin's family letter is not as good as a Shengge.
The water is dyed red lotus, the green grass is like silk, and the sound of Huqin is desolate and chilling, disturbing people's mind.
The hustle and bustle of the world is full of people, and in a blink of an eye, the fog clears, and when you wake up from the dream, there is only a shadow.
The flowing water in front of the gate will never return. Looking back in his years, the ancient city wall is so dilapidated.
Fish and bear's paws are all what I want, and I only sigh that things in the world are difficult to have both, the ups and downs, the joys and sorrows, the mystery and the mystery.
The scent of ink comes from the wooden tablets. When I enter the painting, I think back to the past. The world is shallow and easy to separate.
Make meritorious deeds, rejoice in grievances and enemies, gallop across the battlefield, maneuver freely, and ride the world one by one.
Ambitious and lofty, but lost to Bai Qu, the pot of tea is already cold, and the red candle is extinguished, so what's the point of fantasy.
Junsi picks red beans, and the beans fall delicately and shyly.As the years go by, I feel lost and sigh.
The deep courtyard is locked in Qingqiu, I am tired of combing my hair, I am thin, I don’t know the taste of food, but it doesn’t stop, Taotao is sad.
Bauhinia and miscellaneous trees stand tall and straight up the house, disturbing the tranquility of the house.
When the auspicious snow falls for the first time, the trees and trees melt into snow, covered in silver, and the mountains and rivers are picturesque.
At the beginning of the sun, Lingbo swiped his brush to paint the most intense beauty for the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
The girl in the attic smiled sweetly, softly like water, and alluring like a demon.
There is a scorpion on the evil, the mountains are not without edges, the heaven and the earth are not united, and the summer rains and snows suddenly.
In the cold kiln, the peach blossoms on the human face are withered, leaving only the stamens.
The phoenix does not live in the phoenix, the phoenix tree is old, if a person has no heart, he will be lonely for a hundred years.
【Extra】BedEnd2·Thousands of Pointers·Han Cheng·No.1
My name is Han Cheng.I'm just a jerk called by thousands of people.They laughed at me as a human being in vain, saying that I was worse than an animal except for the skin, and I didn’t care; my most trusted friend put out my eye with a knife, but I didn’t care; my childhood sweetheart gave false testimony in court in the end, accusing me of being a murderer, On my birthday, I don’t care if I get sent to prison for ten years; the lover who takes care of me a lot is actually just for those eyes, I throw them to him, I don’t care.What can I care about?
I think that I, Han Cheng, was ordered to commit the crime of Tai Sui, or is it that the heavens are jealous of talents?Haha... I deserve it!There is a Xia Lian who loves and loves herself, but she abandons him. After ten years in prison, she is finally rescued by him. In the end, you still scold him for meddling in his own business... Haha, then Xia Lian should let you die in the prison. In the prison, the face is now blocking the eyes of him and his dear Enenaiaiai!You ran away from Xia Lian, but were caught by the devil, you, you, you should have gouged out your own eyes without hesitation, so why bother to have a showdown with that Yanyan, let him become angry and ruin Xia Lian and Yan Yan? Drunk, ruins the demon, ruins yourself.
Han Cheng, you were so beautiful back then, you were a gangster with a disfigured face, a famous writer, you were so majestic.What about now?I went to prison, sucked fans, broke my hand, went blind, lost my lover, and lost my friend’s critics. I really understood the original sin of my life, but it was too late.
My original sin is not the laziness I always thought, but because of one person, that is the culprit who pushed me into hell, Chen Yuwu.
He asked me a long, long time ago: "Ah Cheng, you don't want to go with me?" That's right, I still have many things that I can't let go, such as Xian Ni, Xia Lian, Xiao Xiao, Yao Yao... He still hasn't It was the first time he smiled at me: "Han Cheng, I won't want you next time."
I heard, outside the ward, his footsteps, soulless, love.He was chuckling: "Han Cheng, are you leaving?" I nodded desperately, afraid that he would not agree.He sneered: "Last time I was your lover, but this time, I am your master." I looked at him with empty eye sockets and smiled: "I only have you." He hugged me very It's cold, but it's the only thing I can rely on in this life, hell is still long, we have a lifetime to go through it.
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The side story is more frenzied than the main text~be careful~and there is a parallel space between the side stories, and the feelings and endings are different.
【Extra】BadEnd3 · Listener · Yaodao · No.1
When did he and I hear the news of Han Cheng's death?That cold torture room had already imprisoned his soul, seeing the happy smiles of Yan Yan and Yan Die, he really wanted to tear them apart.
That boy, unexpectedly resembles him.They are all stupid children who pursue illusory warmth, and they will only wake up when they are burned out in the end.
Maybe it will never happen in this lifetime?
I begged Yanyan to let me go to Han Cheng's funeral, I want to see that boy's last look, I want to see my ending.
I saw that she walked very peacefully, as beautiful as a pure white angel lying in a coffin.
Many people came to see him off, many of whom had hurt him severely.
I only saw two handsome teenagers crying, one seemed to be called Wang He, and the other was called Tang Luo.
The friend that the child trusted in every possible way was Xiao Xiao. Maybe he didn't expect that his friend would betray him for that illusory love in the end. Such an expression of disbelief but pretending to be calm is really unbelievably beautiful.
It seems to have moved on.What to do, I'm such a hypocrite, when I see something I'm interested in, I want it.
Since she has no interest in Yanyan anymore, and doesn't want to be his loyal subordinate, she should betray him and destroy the happiness that disgusts him.
However, Yan Yan's business rival was really useless, given him such a big news, he didn't publicize it in the newspapers, but threatened Yan Yan, he was beyond his control.
Forget it, since it failed, let them go, he should go find the prey he is interested in.
Where is the child's grave?
The Tomb of the Unknown?What a child with strange tastes, it's normal for a place like that to lose a dead body.
But he should also be thankful that people don't need to be burned to ashes now, otherwise he wouldn't get such a beautiful collection, and he might have to do it himself with a pile of fly ash.
Uh... this kid's body is really tight, but, it's ecstasy.
It's been almost a week since he died, but his body is still so well preserved, and he can't live up to the Dingyan Pearl he bought at a big price.
Ding Yanzhu, in fact, it seems that the president of a company named Yi Qian came to study this thing in order to store his lover. What's with his lover's feet?I don't remember, I just know that they were very happy in the end.
No, I have never tasted such an ecstatic child. If he was still alive, he would probably cry and beg him at this time, and then cum in his arms.
Unfortunately, he has died.
Already dead.
What a nuisance.
However, he was the one who got Han Cheng in the end, those who got his body were just passers-by in his life, Han Cheng, it belonged to him.
With such a ecstasy body, who can eat other leftovers?
Many years later, when Yaoyao got tired of a tangled little pet with poor bed skills again, he came to the dark room again, and it really was that child who won his heart the most, such a body, such a reaction, so cute To no avail.
That's all, so what if he's dead, is there anything he can't want?Just take this child and get out of here, they still have a long time.
When he dies, he will not let this child go, and no one will try to take him away. I will eat this child before he dies, or sew him into my body?Or die in that child's greedy little cunt?Well...they are all tempting, which one should I choose?
Forget it, don't worry about these things, let's get out of here first.