Superpower War: My Seven Billion Eyes Monitor The World

A hotel at the junction of Luoting City and Yandu.

Tianyi had that dream again...two or three childish voices.

"Dad, can you give me a name?" During the daily play house, after reading the fairy tale book, 7311 pulled on the corner of 0748's clothes and shouted.

Books say that parents will name their children.

"He doesn't have a name himself." 0325 was eating strange dried meat while pouring cold water on it. The principle he followed was that the matter was over, let's eat first.

0748, frowning, confused.

Thinking about it.

Under the shocked and confused gazes of 7311 and 0325, they took out a pink hydrating lipstick.

Apply to lips and apply gently.

"You eat alone!" 0325 shouted loudly and grabbed the lipstick.

She thought 0748 was eating lipstick.

"Dad, this is something for girls." 7311 said proudly. She clearly remembered seeing such things in books, and they were all for girls.

0748 smiled slightly and didn't refute anything.

After this smearing, he had some ideas about the name of 7311.

"What do you like?"

He asked 7311 and decided to find inspiration for the name from the things she liked.

7311 tilted his head and thought for a while, raised his hands and said excitedly: "Well... clouds, white clouds, I like those clouds floating around!"

Even though the three of them have never left the laboratory.

I have never seen the sky or clouds.

0748 is better. He has seen the sky and clouds through other people's eyes.

I have also seen mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and prosperous cities. However, I have only seen them...

After receiving 7311's answer, 0478 picked up her fairy tale book from the ground and looked for descriptions of clouds.

Finally he found a good sentence, and he read it word for word:

"Clouds are the clothes of the sky..."

Immediately, his eyes flashed with light.

"You will be called Tianyi from now on!"

"Tianyi?" 7311 was a little confused when he heard this word for the first time.

"Yes!" 0748 was still immersed in the joy of successfully naming, "clothes of the sky!"

"Tianyi!" 7311's eyes shone like never before, and he jumped up and down excitedly, "Hahaha, I have a name!"

"I have a name!"

I was so excited that I even dared to show off in front of 0325.

0325 also rarely hit her or poured cold water on her. He just stared at her blankly, and the dried meat in his mouth lost its taste.

For the first time, the emotion called "envy" arose in my heart.

Who wouldn't want to have a name if they could...

“Buzz!!!”

[A mask appears in the central square of Luoting City, go check it out]

A sound of consciousness entered his mind, shattering the dream.

Tianyi suddenly opened his eyes from the hotel and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

【good】

After simply replying in the sea of ​​consciousness.

She grabbed the down shawl placed on the sofa, left the hotel, and headed to the central square of Luoting City.

...

Some have sweet dreams, some have nightmares.

Luoting City Central Square, Tianshangren Bar.

Yin Hang, Luo Yan's former roommate, one of the targets of the company headquarters' detention order, and a fan of the writer, was lying on the bar with a glass of Alani next to him.

This is a drink made with cherries and blueberries.

The wine was red and blue, and no matter how much you stirred it, the two colors couldn't blend together.

Just like the devil and the angel in the human heart, no matter what we do, we can't reconcile.

Yin Hang had that dream again.

His dream is much deeper than Tianyi.

In the dream, it was a dark house.

He was seven years old and nestled in the corner.

Dare to tremble, dare to curl up, but dare not speak.

Dad hit Mom again.

Hair pulled, belt thrown, slapped.

Dad shouted very loudly, beating and scolding me at the same time.

Even at the age of seven, he still didn't understand many of the words.

He really couldn't understand why he called his mother a "chicken"?

It was obviously a small animal.

It's quite cute, how could it be a curse word?

He didn't understand, but there was only one word he remembered clearly.

"Bitch!"

It's not because he understood the word, it was simply because his father shouted too loudly, hysterically, repeated it many times, and slapped him every time he shouted, and he couldn't even remember it.

In my memory, every time at this time, my father would smoke and drink. In more serious cases, he would hit my mother with an ashtray.

Dad wouldn't stop until my mother lay on the ground unable to move, with a large area of ​​redness and swelling on her face, and her whining, moaning, and choking sounds gradually weakened.

At this time, Dad would hold back his breath and slam the door.

At this time, it was his turn to be afraid.

At this time, my mother would slowly get up and look at him, baring her teeth and looking ferocious.

Mom would rush to him.

She grabbed his neck and repeated one sentence like crazy:

"all because of you!"

"all because of you!"

He roared while grabbing his head and banging it against the wall.

The sharp nails didn't dare to scratch Dad, they only dared to scratch his face and pierce his ears.

He didn't understand. There was something wrong with him.

I don't understand why he has two fathers.

All he knew was struggling and howling.

Until [they] come to stop this violence.

[They] would pull his mother away, protect him, and let her punch and kick him to vent her anger.

But every time, [they] would only go so far.

There are no further measures or means of protection.

【they said:

"This is a private matter."

Sometimes we talk about "private family matters", sometimes we talk about "private matters of husband and wife".

Anyway.

This is a private matter.

Finally, [they] will tell their mother one thing before leaving:

"Don't be too strict with your children."

This matter is settled for now.

The moment [they] left the house, he knew that his fifteen minutes of peace of mind were over.

It’s time for the “discipline” to continue.

The “discipline” continued year after year.

He is growing little by little.

It's pretty good, I can carry it a few times.

Until that day, he was ten years old.

They bought ingredients from the market and prepared dinner, but their family couldn't afford smart appliances.

During the cooking process, his red and swollen hands accidentally accidentally held the bowl and broke it.

He was shocked.

If the parents in the hall find out about this, they will be beaten again.

Just as he was about to walk out of the kitchen door, he bumped into his father.

My heart suddenly skipped a beat!

But dad looked at him and smiled.

It was very friendly, yet so weird that it made his whole body shiver.

Dad picked up the spatula and said with a smile, "I'll do it."

At this time, my mother also came in.

She smiled too, very softly and sweetly.

It was also so weird that it made his whole body shiver.

She said, "You all go take a break and let me do it."

Yin Hang couldn’t remember what day it was.

I just remember that from that day on, my father stopped hitting my mother, and my mother stopped hitting him.

They all found decent jobs.

I bought him a lot of toys, clothes, and snacks, and even helped him with his homework in his spare time.

After [they] knew about this, they would occasionally come over to have a meal and laugh and say:

"You're sensible."

Mom and dad will also politely reply: "It's all because of your good teaching!"

After that, a glass of wine will be toasted.

[They] really take it for granted that they are good at persuading.

In the past, every time my father drank, his heart would thump, but that day, after drinking, my father did not hit anyone, and went back to the bedroom to rest with the help of his mother.

His mother would warm him a glass of milk before going to bed.

She smiled and said to him: "Be good, drink more milk. It's time for you to grow."

Her smile was beautiful and gentle, just like the book said.

It turns out the book didn't lie to him.

A mother's child is truly like a treasure.