Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

Such a question is quite difficult to answer. It’s impossible to say nothing if you don’t reply with a face. Even if I hypocritically tell her that I don’t mind anymore, it’s totally against my heart. People’s hearts are made of flesh. Yes, Xiao Yu’s hurtful words have hurt me badly and it is impossible to repair.

But people with such a big temper have already taken the initiative to talk to me twice. At this time, it would be too hypocritical to say that they are still angry.

Xiao Yu sighed, probably because the impression I left on her in the past is quite talkative. No matter who it is, as long as she bows her head to me, I will be grateful for it, so she feels like she too. I have come to me for the second time, so I will forgive her 100%.

"He Mo, I already knew that I was wrong, do you have to do this? The days after this are still long, should we live under the same roof and we have to get along with each other like this?"

Dabai, who was originally noisy over there, seemed to have noticed our conversation and quieted down one after another.

I glanced at them sideways, they all pretended to have cards in their hands, but no one was playing cards.

After taking a breath, I squeezed my brows a little irritably, stood up from the sofa and said to Xiao Yu: "It's not the time to talk about this now, let's talk again when we have a chance."

"He Mo!" Xiao Yu called to me.

Ignoring her, I got up from the sofa and walked out the door.

At this moment, Chen Ming came out of the backyard, saw me walking towards the door, and asked, "Where are you going?"

I pointed out the door and said to him: "Wander around, take a walk, don't you want to be together?"

"Okay." Chen Ming nodded to me, then looked back at Xiao Yu who was sitting on the sofa staring at me, stepped forward and took my hand and walked outside the door.

For a long time, few people came out for a walk in the community. Sometimes people passed by and hurried past. It was rare for people to walk around. They also appeared in groups on a certain day. Everyone was very alert to the current state of the environment. .

It can also be said that everyone actually has no sense of security. Since such a big incident occurred in the Wuhan shelter and almost the entire shelter was wiped out, all people have increased a lot of distrust of the shelter they are in. Everyone They are all wondering whether the shelter can safely protect themselves, whether the shelter can exist firmly, and after thinking about it, everyone finds that there is no definite answer to all these rhetorical questions, and no one can guarantee that the shelter will last. In the afternoon, no one can guarantee that everyone can live safely.

Chen Ming and I clasped our fingers together and paced slowly on the clean road in the community.

After walking some distance from home, Chen Ming asked me, "Who are you angry with?"

Hearing this, I sighed and said, "I am not angry with anyone, I just want to come out and walk around."

Without further questioning, Chen Ming changed his words: "Many times, we are always easy to be blinded by one or two sentences from other people's mouths. We get into the dead end of those two sentences and cannot get out. Staying sleepy until one day when I am willing to look back... I can walk out easily."

I stared at the small bushes on both sides of the road and asked Chen Ming, "What are you trying to say?"

"I want you to look back behind you."

"I didn't get into a dead end."

"I never said you got into a dead end."

Chen Ming looked at me, his steps slowed down: "Silently, do you want to hear the story?"

I nodded, a little distracted: "Okay, you say."

Hearing that, Chen Ming took me to an empty grass on the side of the road and sat down on the ground: "You just listen to it as a story. There is no connection with the others, so don't think too much about it."

"En." I still nodded, not showing much interest.

Chen Ming didn’t care, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he said slowly: “Almost ten years ago, there was a time when I went on a mission with Suotian. That mission was one of the few we received in the past few years. One of the relatively easy tasks is to go to an old man’s house to get something. At that time, the tasks were one after another. Before we set off, Suotian and I hadn’t closed our eyes for three days. I was very tired. I wanted to get something quickly. Go back and have a good night’s sleep. We arrived in their town at noon. When we found their home, they were almost at lunch time. They lived in a very remote place. They locked the door and knocked on the door. I heard from the side. It's a disgusting smell of meat."

Speaking of this, Chen Ming smiled and interjected a couple of digressions: "After that time, I haven't eaten meat dishes for at least half a year, and it looks disgusting."

Chen Ming is very skillful in telling stories, and his tone is flat, but he can quickly bring people into that situation. I didn’t know what to expect at first, so I immediately looked forward to what would happen next, heard the words, and hurryed up. Asked: "What happened later? What happened afterwards?"

"Later, Suotian called the door and no one answered, so we broke the door and went in."

"What about after going in?"

"After entering, I found that there was only one old lady cooking a pot of meat in the house. The smell of meat came from there. When she saw us, she didn't understand what happened, but in that pot we found that. The old man’s head is already cooked."

There was a twitch in my stomach, and I looked at Chen Ming in disbelief: "Really? The old lady cooked the old man?"

"Really." Chen Ming's answer was not like joking at all: "Chain Tian was shocked. The old lady looked very calm. She answered everything clearly when I asked her, and even helped us. Looking for what we want in the house, she doesn't even ask what we do, but keeps paying attention to the old man's pot that has been cooked."

"Why did she do that?"

"I don't know." Chen Ming suddenly became extra serious. He stared at me: "Until now we don't know why she did that or why she would chop her husband in a mess and throw it in the pot."

I was blindfolded and looked at Chen Ming blankly: "What are you telling me about all of a sudden?"

"Since people live in this world, they are doomed to be helpless in many things. It is impossible that we can deal with and face all things. Even Suotian and I have too much helplessness, too much. What we can’t do, such as that old lady, no matter what she does, she must have her reasons, and our task is to take away what we want. She gave it to us, that’s enough, the rest of us What if we know it? What can we do? We can't do anything. So, we didn't even ask, and didn't want to know what happened. This is not cold-blooded, but common numbness."

"If she can kill someone, she can't forgive it. It's terrible for this person."

Chen Ming patted the back of my hand and said, "Have you ever thought that a person without any mental illness suddenly did such a cruel thing? This may be because the other party made her anxious, or it may be true. It's her own problem, but no matter what aspect it is, it must be related to the other party."

At this point, I have already understood what Chen Ming wanted to express. He wanted to tell me through this story, don’t have too much inquisitiveness in everything, do your best, don’t try to know what you don’t know. Field, in the end, he wanted me to forgive Xiao Yu, no matter how big a mistake Xiao Yu made, she couldn't be wrong. She was the only one who couldn't slap each other, and the two of us were in conflict. I must have a problem myself.

Getting up from the chair, I stood condescendingly in front of Chen Ming who was still sitting: "Chen Ming, what's the matter with you? Why do you suddenly waste so much speech on these insignificant things."

Chen Ming sat still, looking up at me: "That's just a story, I tell the story, you listen."

I took a breath and said, "You want me to forgive Xiao Yu, because you think we have a conflict, is it a common problem between the two people? If this is the case, Chen Ming, I will tell you first and notify you first. No matter how much your story shocked me, I can’t forgive Xiao Yu because of this. There are too many people who regret it afterwards. Since she said those words, we are destined to be over. I can discuss it with her. , Anyway, when we are not willing to give me a chance to explain, how come no one will come out and speak good things for me?"

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