General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

Treacherous people....

Su Muyang never thought that one day he would bear such a name.

He wanted to refute but couldn't find an excuse - because if he only talked about the result, Lin Chu was not wrong.

He did remember, at the moment he saw Lin Chu's soul scattered, a strange memory turned in his mind like a tide, and he quickly realized that that was the beginning and end of the matter, and after understanding everything, it made him even more heartbroken.

When he was a child, Su Muyang's family would move every few months, and Su Muyang always asked his parents "Why can't we live in one place all the time?" At this time, his mother would rub his hair and say, "Because there are more places to go, more things to see." "

At that time, he was still stupid, his past memories were still sleeping, and he had no experience, just when what his mother said was true.

"So what does Mom want me to see?"

"Wouldn't it be nice that you could make friends with different people and see the scenery all over the country?"

Going to school, transferring schools, in the long process, in addition to making friends, he also met people he couldn't deal with, he went to classmates' houses for cake, and dragged people into alleys to fight.

Finally, once he no longer wanted to obey his parents' arrangement, that night he took his mother's hand and said his thoughts with anticipation: "Can we stay a little longer this time?"

"Why?"

"Because I met very good friends, their names are very interesting, one is called Lin Chu, the other is Lin Mo, they are our neighbors, and they also taught me to play guitar."

Perhaps out of guilt, his mother and father agreed to his request.

But just a week later, his parents suddenly received news from Deadpool. They had to leave immediately, and in order not to let the neighbors suffer from flying trouble, they went to every house to inform them before leaving, but...

The Lin family was not at home.

Their time was very urgent, but they did not exchange contact information, and in the end, Su Muyang's mother could only leave a note, hoping that they would leave immediately after they returned.

It turns out that... Didn't have time.

Did he do something wrong?

No.

But that doesn't mean he can have a clear conscience.

Lin Mo paid close attention to the battle on the playground the whole time, and did not take his eyes off even a second during this period.

The broken sword reflected his sad face, and after a few seconds it also disappeared in the wind.

A ripple appeared in the air, and the cold bone long sword gradually appeared, falling into Lin Mo's hand: "After we went home that afternoon, we wanted to ask you to eat together, but you were not at home, I thought you had something to go out, but I didn't expect... You already knew that Deadpool was coming, they were coming at you, Su Muyang! You escaped, without even leaving us a hint, and just disappeared without a word.

Su Muyang was speechless, no matter how cunning he was, he could not change the fact that their family died because of him.

"You killed my parents, you killed my brother, and you killed me."

"I spent a while in a daze, I was woken up by my brother, and I am very happy to be awake again, because I see that my brother is with me, and from that day on he is the meaning of my life, and I even thought about persuading him to stop insisting on revenge, because I know that we must not be opponents when he faces you who are growing in wings."

"But I didn't do that, because my brother also needs a reason to steal his life."

"Time will not dilute hatred, it will only make him more and more ingrained, I hate you, for six years, without stopping."

He raised his pale bony longsword and pointed it at his former friend with a cold blade, his hands clutching the hilt of the sword, the bones of his fingertips creaking.

He ran, moving faster and faster, tears slipped down in the rain, his mouth came out of a soul-shaking cry, covered up his cry with a roar, and he launched the last desperate bet of his life.

The sun had set in the west, and the sky was getting darker, but he seemed to be rushing to the light.

"An older brother who lives for revenge, and a younger brother who lives for an older brother."

"I killed your brother as a survival value, and your revenge on me..." Su

Muyang looked at Lin Mo rushing towards him like a moth to a fire, and closed his eyes with a complicated feeling.

He would not persuade him to let go of hatred, because if he thought differently, he would have made the same choice as the brothers.

"I'm sorry."

He owes them both then and now.

With indescribable grief, he raised the blade in his hand to show him his last respect.

The crisp sound of short soldiers meeting was only for a moment, and the bony longsword flew twice in the air before piercing into the soft earth.

People who have already died will not bleed, but Su Muyang felt that his hands were bloody.

Lin Mo shook his head weakly, his bleak smile might become Su Muyang's nightmare for a lifetime, Su Muyang understood what Lin Chu's last wish was, because kind people will be heartbroken and guilty, at least in this matter, he will not be forgiven for the rest of his life.

"Why give me these six years."

"Probably because... We want to hear you sing one more song.

"We... After all, I have a good past.

Su Muyang hugged him in his arms, suppressed the tear ducts that were about to collapse, and sent him the last ride in a hoarse voice:

"Nameless person Who I am, it doesn't matter

who I forget, who is not Desperately came to the end of

life, maybe very tired and embarrassed

, maybe humble life inaction

, maybe never to become your brilliance,

nameless person Who I am

It doesn't matter who you forget

, continue to chase whose glory is not accompanied by tears

, maybe very tired and embarrassed

, maybe humble in a life of inaction,

who is not born the same Although call me a nameless person. "

As the lyrics say, burning gorgeous fireworks, blooming once is enough, extravagant for something.

Their short lives have been spent in the ordinary, mediocrity has achieved nothing, and the plot of drawing knives and rushing at the devil has only existed in dreams, but after their death, in the moment before they are about to disappear, they have become real brave again.

Su Muyang sat on the ground with his butt, facing the wind and rain, and wanted to cry without tears.

At this moment, an umbrella blocked his head, covering him from the downpour.

He pondered for a short moment before he spoke: "As you can see... Would you think I'm a murderer, Futaba.

Futaba read from the boy's eyes how vulnerable he was at this moment, so instead of answering positively, she asked a question: "If it wasn't for them who died, would I still be able to see you?"

"I don't think they will show mercy to my men."

"Then I want them to die."

"I'll really cry when you say that."

"I can lend you my shoulder, but only once."

Serious, sincere, and heartfelt, Su Muyang choked and said the same words: "It's great to have you, Shuangye." "