Apocalyptic Forecast

"Oh, don't be so indifferent."

　　 Russell shook his head helplessly, "Can't we be like the past?"

"A few decades ago, you held the Book of Destiny in your hand, but you watched as the last institution in the Utopia was cancelled from the catalog, doing nothing, not even saying a word. Now you come back with an old face I said, Yoko, we are all companions, we have bonds...Who is it that is indifferent, Russell?"

　　 The old man replied: "It is my last courtesy to let you come into my house and sit across from my table. Do you want more from me?"

　　 In the silence, Russell did not speak, Huaishi's movements paused and looked at Russell, but Russell did not look at him, still staring at the old friend opposite.

　　 "Back then and now are always different, Yoko, the existence of the Utopia has never been in the Book of Destiny. No matter how high my voice is, it won't be useful."

　　 He said, "You should know that after the fall of the kingdom of heaven, the collapse of the ideal kingdom is already doomed."

"After so many years, what are you talking about?" Yoko shook his head: "It's as if an old lover wants to get back together. Go to your ex-wife and say we can start again? You really live in the world of morning drama. Ah, Russell."

　　 "It's not too late, Yoko, at least we are still alive." Russell shook his head, "As long as we exist for one day, the Utopia will still be rebuilt. Before that..."

　　 "No, it's too late, Russell."

　　Yoko interrupted him expressionlessly and told him: "You, it's already late."

　　 She said, "I have passed away a few years ago."

　　 In the silence, Huai Shi stiffened.

　　'S eyes widened blankly.

　　 Right in front of his eyes, the old woman raised her hand and took off her face. Following the cracks of the wrinkles, she revealed countless gears and small structures hidden under her face.

　　 When her pupils contracted and enlarged, the camera hidden in the eyeball slowly adjusted the focus.

　　 The face first, then the chin, cheekbones, and forehead... Finally, the part of the brain is empty, only a device like a clockwork engine is slowly turning.

　　 "I'm dead, Russell."

　　 Under the steel, the hoarse voice came: "Don't you understand?"

　　 Huai poetry is incredible.

　　 can't believe my eyes.

　　 Now he finally understands why Russell would say that she is the best bionicist and mechanical scholar in the entire Utopia... She actually copied herself flawlessly, including the fluctuation of the source quality and the breath of the soul.

　　Even, all the memories...

　　 Even after death, there is still this human tombstone.

　　 mocked the visitors after many years.

　　 After a long silence, Russell lowered his eyes and asked hoarsely:

"……When did this happen?"

　　 "Last year, October."

　　'Yoko' sighed: "Woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, fell and had a cerebral hemorrhage, think it's time to come? When people are old, this kind of mess will happen.

　　 She refitted her face.

　　 opened the lid of the soup pot and said to the two guests: "Let’s eat, it’s cooked."

　　 Huai Shi ate two bites, and no longer had the heart to tell whether the taste was delicious or something else. I heard Russell put down his chopsticks and asked: "Before she leaves..."

　　 "It's probably sad."

The'old man' replied calmly, "I just quarreled because my granddaughter was going to study liberal arts. Before I left, I still wanted to let the child return to the right path. The apartment management fee was too much, and the money that was not used up should be saved. , And the ingredients in the refrigerator..."

　　 "No, I didn't mean this."

　　 Russell couldn't believe it, "She, she...never mentioned it... mentioned us before she was alive?"

"No."

The old man replied categorically, "This is the old calendar how many years ago, Russell, don't take yourself too seriously? Or, do you think you are more important than your son and granddaughter? Don't talk about it, she said in the years since she died. Aaron has more times than you."

　　 Russell became more puzzled: "Who is Aaron?"

　　 The old man glanced at him coldly:

"dog."

　　 So Russell was speechless.

　　 "People are dead, why bother to care about this, there is nothing you can't get through." "Yoko" said: "Always learn to let go."

　　 But Russell didn't give up, still staring at her, as if he could see what used to be under that mechanical face.

　　 "Yoko or who said this?"

　　 "Just treat you as Yoko." The old man was still calm, running like a machine, and told him coldly: "To you today, it doesn't make any difference anymore."

　　 "……"

　　 For a long time, Russell lost his gaze, and when he raised the chopsticks again, he stopped for a while, and asked softly: "Have she had a good time in the last few years?"

　　 "Very satisfied, but also very lonely."

　　 ‘Yoko’ replied: "With both children and prosperous family, this kind of life is a blessing to anyone. As for some shortcomings, there is no need to care.

　　 The only regret is that I didn’t attend the granddaughter’s wedding, otherwise, it wouldn’t make me out.

　　 Maybe in two years, I can stop. "

　　 She raised her hand and added rice to the two guests again.

　　 No one said anything again. After dinner, the old man cleaned up the dishes and told them: "The bedroom on the first floor has been cleaned up. The bathroom is on the right. Please use it as you please."

　　 She paused, bowed and said, "Tonight, please have a good rest."

　　 The old man turned and left.

　　 Huaishi and Russell looked at each other, and said nothing.

　　 has nothing to say.

　　 Only when Huaishi opened her eyes from the sofa in the middle of the night, she saw that the light in the bedroom was still on, but she didn't know if Russell was asleep.

　　Can you go upstairs?

　　 In the dimness, he stared at the ceiling as if he was a womanizer hoping to see a beauty through a wall panel.

　　 But there is no sound upstairs.

　　 Quiet and deserted, like every grave.

　　 was just arrogantly silent.

　　 Let time pass.

　　Siren has passed away.

　　 No matter how beautiful the words and how strong the determination, there is no way to recover such a result.

　　 Look, you are full of spirits, you are full of determination, and you have embarked on your own way with confidence, but you are already late, and everything is too late.

　　 Because people can die.

　　 can't wait for your good news...

"Fuck……"

　　 Huaishi sighed silently and closed her eyes.

　　.

　　 The next morning, after breakfast, Kusanaru Yoko sent the two to the door.

　　 "Then, I wish you both a smooth journey."

　　 She bid farewell calmly, and finally glanced at Huai Shi: "Good luck also, young man."

　　Only at this time, she has the agility that machines do not have, and she smiles kindly...Perhaps, this is the blessing left by the lady Yoko before her death, right?

　　 Huai Shi was taken aback for a moment, and nodded solemnly.

　　 Russell stretched out his hand, took his salute from her, and finally asked, "Should you not go to the park today? Should you go together?"

　　 "No need to go today."

　　Yoko smiled and replied: "Gentiana is a careless child. As long as she appears once in a while, she will not doubt it. After I get married in the future, I have a child, and I die again, will it not be too sad?

　　 Russell, you have a good journey. For such an old person, it is time to learn to give young people more room to play. "

　　 "So..."

　　 Russell nodded, as if trying to say something, but got stuck. Finally, he smiled and gave his old friend a strong hug: "...take care."

　　 "Take care."

　　Yoko stood at the door, smiling, watching them leave.

　　 for a long time, until they disappeared from the structure of sight.

　　 quietly turned around and returned to the house, closing the room.

　　 walked through the quiet living room, watered the potted plants, took out the clothes thrown in the morning from the dryer, ironed and hung them calmly, and finally, after finishing the work booked for the day, he returned to the sofa.

　　 Just like that, sitting silently.

　　 There is no other move.

　　 There was only the occasional sound of whistling on the road outside the window. The sun slowly rose from the sky, passing by, the sun illuminating the dancing dust, rising and falling from her eyes.

　　 The lonely silence swallowed everything.

　　 For a long time, for a long time, as if it lasted for thousands of years.

　　 Her eyes blinked, and after a long time, she blinked again.

　　 After confirming that there were no abnormalities, finally, he was relieved.

　　 collapsed weakly on the sofa, stretched out his hand to scratch his itchy scalp.

　　 After finally scratching enough, she took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, raised her head, drank it cleanly, and finally took a breath.

　　 "Huh, I almost didn't lie to it, fortunately, the old lady is so wise..." She complained helplessly, "I know that Russell's unlucky door-to-door visit is nothing good, why this troublesome thing is asking me..."

　　 Fortunately, I finally coaxed away.

　　 I am finally at ease now!

　　 drove away the troublesome spirits, so you have to celebrate!

　　 She hummed a song, changed a new can of beer, turned on the TV, slumped on the sofa and started watching a variety show, laughing with the host inside.

　　 until the door was suddenly pushed open.

　　 An old man who should have already left went back and walked in hastily.

　　 She was stiff on the sofa.

　　 "Excuse me, I forgot to take the razor... You can easily forget things now."

　　 Russell walked out of the bathroom, only to notice the scene here, he was taken aback, and immediately exclaimed: "This can be a perfect simulation? This is probably smart, right? Really amazing."

　　 "...Uh, yes, yes."

　　Yoko nodded hard, and even the movements became exactly the same as yesterday, smooth and stiff: "The perfect reproduction of the producer's life is one of my functions."

　　 "That was my interruption."

　　 Russell waved goodbye and closed the door thoughtfully for her~www.wuxiaspot.com~ for a long time, for a long time.

　　Yoko is still sluggish in place, unbelievable: Is this a fool again? so close!

　　 She stiffly drank the beer in her mouth, feeling the frightened heart still beating.

　　 But she always feels that that guy hasn't left yet, maybe she's still waiting outside the door for her flaws.

　　 No, she was so suspicious that Russell was a veteran, she raised her head and drank all the beer, planning to go to her granddaughter to avoid the storm today, and wait for a while before returning.

　　 But when she opened the door with the package, her smile stiffened in place.

　　 Outside the door, the visitors who had been waiting for a long time all smiled brightly.

　　 "Hello, this is the elder care group of the Ivory Tower!"

The service staff from Danbo showed a standard smile, warm and thoughtful: "A gentleman named Russell will order you the most high-end **** service for a whole year, including cleaning, tidying, three meals and daily escort... Is it convenient for you now? Can we start?"

　　 Silence.

　　 In the long silence, the old lady tilted her head, shaking hands, and lit the cigarette in the corner of her mouth.

　　 took a deep breath.

　　 The corners of his eyes lit up with crystal tears.

　　 "Russell, your mother..."