The Last Train to Hell

"Okay, it's time to eat. Don't stand here with a stern face. Things are not something you can control now. If you are only concerned about being sad and don't deal with the next thing, then I will tell you that you will die."

When Wang Jiuye said this, he was very serious. I knew that he didn't have to joke with me.

So even if I hit the clear screen button and came back, my situation would still be very dangerous.

Thinking of this, I sighed helplessly.

There is a key to Duanmei's house in my pocket. Even if I don't want to face the painful facts now, I have to go there.

After all, I have nowhere to go now, and other places may not be safe.

After dinner, I took Wang Jiuye back to Duanmei's home. I don't know what Duanmei meant by leaving his and his wife's home to me.

But I can understand that he must want me to live well.

Originally, I thought the three-bedroom and one-living room house was a bit small, but now I feel that the emptiness of this house is terrifying.

Every room has the memory of my life with Duanmei.

I couldn't accept that he left like this. Even if he was not an inseparable part of my life, it made me feel suffocated.

Since I came to Duanmei's house, my life has been very smooth. Whatever I eat, I have it. Whatever I want, I have it.

I lowered my head and muttered to myself, not knowing what I was saying.

Wang Jiuye didn't say anything beside him, and the atmosphere was unusually cold.

While I was in a daze, there was a knock on the door.

I instinctively became alert and subconsciously wondered if it was Jinsuocheng who came?

If it was him, what should I do?

With my current strength, it is definitely impossible to deal with Jinsuocheng.

Even if Jinsuocheng's strength is suppressed, I can't fight it. I am still very clear about this.

It's a pity that the spirit messengers that the spirit world can show have become part of the groove and can't stand up for me.

There is no way to protect me. Maybe the Black and White Impermanence will restore their original strength and fight Jinsuocheng.

But now they are not with me.

I looked out through the cat's eye first, and found that the old couple standing at the door were Duanmei's parents.

It cannot be said that they are completely his parents, but it is true that these two people can be called father and mother by Duanmei.

Seeing that it was the two of them, I did not hesitate and opened the door directly to invite the old couple in.

The clothes on the old couple were not neat, and there was a panic on their faces.

"My son, my son is not at home? Did he have an accident?"

Duanmei's mother grabbed my arm and began to question me.

There was still a little sob in her tone. I saw her gray hair and the grief in her eyes that could not be concealed.

Suddenly, I was a little afraid to tell her this sad fact.

And the way I avoided my eyes was enough for this wise old man to guess the truth.

She fell to the ground and began to cry without caring about the impact.

The old man on the side supported the old lady sitting on the ground.

I focused on the old man's face and found that his face was also full of tears.

However, as a man, no matter how old he is, he must bear the burden of the family.

What's more, at this moment, one of them must remain calm.

"Qiu Ming, calm down first and wait for someone to tell you about the situation. Maybe our son can still be saved."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked up at me, his eyes full of pleading.

What else do I not understand? He wants me to tell a lie to deceive this old lady.

So that this old lady can regain hope and continue to live.

I don't know whether I should lie or not, and how long can the lie last?

And in this situation, the old couple must have guessed it in their hearts, or they must have known that Duanmei was dead?

Even if I lied, I might not be able to deceive this old lady.

Master Wang Jiu came over from the side, supported the old lady's shoulders, and helped Duanmei's mother up from the ground.

"Aunt, don't worry, he's fine, he's just on a special mission now, and he won't be back for a while. For our country, there are always many things that have to happen. You are also an old senior, you should be able to understand, and he told you something before he left. You two will also have tasks next. We all have a common goal, which is to make China better and better. There will always be people who need to make sacrifices on this road."

When Wang Jiuye said this, I was really convinced, and the grief on the old lady's face was also restrained a lot.

I saw her take out a handkerchief from her arms and wipe the tears off her face.

Then she stood straight like a pine tree in the mountains, without any embarrassment and old age just now.

"Just now, I made you two laugh, mainly because I suddenly felt a pain in my heart, as if I had lost the most important person in my life. I guessed that something must have happened to my son, so I wanted to come and take a look."

When the old lady spoke, her tone was still a little choked.

Obviously, she didn't believe Wang Jiuye's words, but she didn't expose this white lie.

I remember when Duanmei was born, it was probably during the period of anti-feudalism and anti-superstition.

If his parents were thoughtful, they would have offered him a lamp in the temple.

If the incense in the temple was effective, the lamp would go out when the person died.

It must be that Duanmei's mother knew that the lights in the temple were out, so she hurried over. I want to see how the broken eyebrow is doing.

In fact, the grief in the old man's eyes has not dissipated. I am sure that she did not believe Wang Jiuye's words at all.

Just to give myself some comfort, comfort myself that her child is still alive in this world and nothing happened to her child.

"Auntie, don't worry. He is really doing well now. There are tasks assigned to him from above. Even if he can't let you go, he must put the country first. Each of us has his own responsibilities and we can't make mistakes due to small mistakes. big."

When I said this, I always felt that Duanmei was standing in front of me, nodding towards me.

His mother was calmer than I thought. At this moment, except for the sadness in her eyes, there was nothing else.

On the contrary, the tears on the face of the old man beside him were still flowing down like the broken pearl.

The old lady turned her head and asked the person next to her with some doubts.

"What's wrong with you? You're still crying. At such an old age, the more you live, the less promising you are. Our child is going to do things for the country. We have to be happy about this and we can't shed tears."

The old man forced out a smile to express his attitude, and then nodded in agreement.