Cannon fodder "attack" system

A sentence without beginning and end without reason, and hang up without any other explanation.

Song Guan knew that the other party would definitely come, this was a basic idea.But even if he said it so firmly, there would still be other repeated uneasy guesses in his heart, for example, what if the other party didn't come?

It's nothing, but it's just a night.

He dug out the red paint and wrote all kinds of eye-catching bright red characters on the floor of the living room-"Go to the roof".After writing these three characters, Song Guan took the rope he carefully selected and left home, and went up to the roof of the building.

The door on the top floor is usually locked, but it is not difficult for Song Guan to pick the lock open without damaging the lock itself.

Song Guan made all the preparations, walked to the edge of the top floor, and climbed over the railing with great agility.

Summer nights are sultry and hot, and you can sweat a little with every movement.

Looking at the city lights under his feet, it was four o'clock in the morning, and there were no vehicles or people on the street. Song Guan calculated the time and guessed that it would take another quarter of an hour for Shen Gu to arrive at the earliest, but he did not expect that the door on the top floor At this moment, someone pushed him away from the building in a very rough way.

"Song Guan!"

The person's breathing was unsteady and his voice was trembling. He must have come out in a hurry, and he didn't have time to change his clothes. The clothes he was wearing were obviously pajamas.Light gray, with a black border around the hem and the cuffs of the short sleeves.Song watched carefully, including the shoes on the other party's feet - for the convenience of driving, he didn't wear slippers, but he didn't wear socks either. He must have gone out in a hurry to save time.

The shadow of the building covered the eyebrows and eyes of the person who came, but Song Guan could completely describe the face of the person in his mind without looking.Those little details came to mind vividly, for example, there was a scar about half the length of the little finger on the other party's face, which started from the end of the right eye and went down vertically. It was not deep, but it still couldn't go away. It was the scar left by the car accident that year, and sometimes under poor lighting conditions, Song Guan would accidentally mistake it for tear stains.

Another example is a small mole on the neck of the other party, which is relatively on the left side, and a small red mole, as if the skin has been accidentally torn, oozing blood the size of a pinprick.

Song watched Shen Gu approaching step by step.

He looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, which finally completely appeared in front of his eyes.

With so many messy memories in his mind, it was inevitable for Song Guan to feel that the meeting between the two of them seemed like a lifetime away.

Slowly turn around, this action must be done carefully, the space outside the railing is limited, stepping into the air would be a tragedy of jumping off the building, Song Guan completely lost his face, grabbed the railing and sat down slowly.

There was an obvious look of anxiety on Shen Gu's face: "Song Guan."

The two were already very close through the railing, Song Guan raised his face, still a little surprised why the other party arrived so quickly: "You came so soon?"

"You never take the initiative to call me. There must be a reason tonight. I can't come here soon."

Shen Gu's face looked very pale, maybe it was because of the lights on the roof of the building, or maybe his face was already very pale.He must have been frightened.Song Guan thought that the bright red characters he wrote on the floor of the living room were completely threatening, and the other party had no idea what he would think when he saw it.

Song Guan was in a difficult mood.

"Song Guan." Shen Gu's voice was very soft, as if he was deliberately lowering the volume for fear of scaring Song Guan, but his breath was still flustered, probably because he was running all the way, he said, "Song Guan , What are you standing there for? If you have something to say, you should come here first. "

Song Guan shook his head and said two words: "Noah."

Shen Gu's expression froze all of a sudden, and after a while, he asked softly, "What did you say?"

Song Guan said: "Mr. Egg has already explained to me—before it stuffed me into the space door."

Of course there is no such thing, Dead Egg did tell him something, but he didn't explain clearly, and didn't explain anything at all, so his words were naturally just made up to deceive Shen Gu.

Shen Gu looked at Song Guan.Shen Gu's eyebrows and eyes are very good-looking, with a little ancient charm, if it is put into ancient times, he must be a gentle and jade-like noble son.It seems that Shen Gu has dominated Song Guan in all aspects since he was a child, even his height. Whenever the two appear at the same time, Shen Gu must be the one who attracts more attention.When they were young, the two of them studied in the same school, obviously in different grades, and while they were reading, other classmates who were not very familiar with him, when they mentioned Song Guan, they all changed to "Brother Shen Gu" at some point.

It was a nightmare.

At this time, Shen Gu's shortness of breath due to running upstairs had gradually calmed down.In the moonlight, his face looked completely pale at the moment, but his voice was still very peaceful, Shen Gu said: "Song Guan, what are you talking about?"

Song Guandao: "Are you Noah, you..."

"No!" Shen Gu shouted suddenly.

In the past 20 years, he has never spoken to Song Guan in such a tone.

Even though Song Guan has been treating him very badly.

Those memories of this life are intertwined with the complex memories of eighteen worlds.Song Guan looked at Shen Gu, a little lost in thought.Once all the memory stories are strung together, it becomes obvious that Shen Gu is a "special existence".Song Guan said word by word: "You are."

It happened that a cloud drifted slowly across the sky, covering the moonlight.

Shen Gu stared at Song Guan, his eyes turned slightly red.Song Guan had to admit that when he was a child, he loved to bully Shen Gu, because the way she looked when he was about to be bullied and cried was very pitiful.He was so cheap that he was in a hurry to provoke him.Although he himself has never understood the reason, and, if it weren't for the current incident, he probably wouldn't be able to understand it in the future.

Just like what Song Guan said word by word, Shen Gu also replied to Song Guan word by word: "I, no, yes."

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, there was still emotion in these words, as if it was hatred.

Song Guan looked up: "Why don't you admit that you are Noah?"

Recalling the clues of getting along with Shen Gu, Song Guan guessed that the other party probably didn't know anything at the beginning, but it was different from the situation he encountered. The other party thought it was in the process of growing up, and slowly remembered.

Shen Gu sternly said: "I'm not Noah at all! I am who I am, and I am nobody else!"

Song watched Shen Gu for a while, and said, "Anyway, you must have Noah's memory."

A vehicle passed by downstairs, roared and ran away.

"Yes. So what?" Shen Gu didn't deny this, but his expression was very cold at the moment, "I have his memory, so I have to be him? I have many other memories, do I have to have him?" Is it them?"

Song Guan looked at Shen Gu speechlessly, he had never seen such a cold expression on Shen Gu's face.

After a long time, Song Guancai said, "You are Noah."

Shen Gu's eyes became redder and clearer, and he said coldly: "Noah? Other than Noah, other people have a lot of memories. What you love, what you hate, and even what you don't care about has already been forgotten. I There is also the memory of Huaizhen, the Huaizhen you hate the most—the Huaizhen who cut Noah into pieces at the end."

Song Guan breathed for a moment, and after a long time, he said: "It's not that I hate it very much. At least thanks to him, I finally saw Noah again. I thought I would never see Noah again."

Shen Gu said indifferently: "Oh, yes."

Song Guanning looked at Shen Gu, hummed, and said, "I feel that I can meet him again. Although I didn't recognize him, I am satisfied." He added intentionally, "Even if I died at that time, I don't feel that pity."

"Really? That's really touching." Shen Gu sneered, "But what does all this have to do with me? As I said earlier, even any one of them has nothing to do with me."

Song Guan couldn't help sighing: "You really are."

Shen Gu said: "What are those memories! Do I have to liquidate the memories of so many people one by one? Why should I impose these memories on me? Why should I be responsible for them? I will ask you why? I It's me, and no one of them can influence me!"

Song Guandao: "Do you dare to say that you like me not because of the influence of those memories? Not even a little influence?"

Shen Gu didn't answer.

Song Guan sighed again: "Actually, I called you up because I thought that if something goes wrong, I can jump off the building."

Hearing this, Shen Gu was stunned for a moment, and then said sharply: "Don't you just want to know if I am Noah? Well, I can tell you clearly now, I, no, yes. If you want to die, you can die. Just jump. I'll be right here watching you die."

Song Guan couldn't hold it back, he smiled a bit, then he let out a long sigh, bowed his head, and said, "How can I jump when you grab my hand so hard?"

Following Song Guan's words, Shen Gu moved his eyes down, and he really saw himself holding the other's wrist through the railing.

He closed his eyes for a moment, intending to say some more cruel words, the more cruel the better, but, let him let go of Song Guan's hand like this, he absolutely cannot let go.But if you don't let go, what should you say?No matter how hard you say it, you will discount it.

Song Guan suddenly said: "I don't want to die anymore."

Shen Gu looked up.

Song Guan looked at Shen Gu, he had a sentimental appearance, especially his eyes were shining, he was affectionate even if he didn't smile, but he didn't look frivolous, he didn't look like a bad guy, it was easy for people to let go of their guards.With such an appearance, if he himself intends to deliberately deceive others, most people will probably be coaxed.So Li Xinqian said that Song Guan could deceive many little girls, and everyone who met Song Guan believed it when he said it.

Climbing up to the railing with the other hand, Song Guan said: "I treated you so badly before, and you didn't say anything. Why are you talking about this now? You are so vicious."

Shen Gu was silent.

Song Guandao: "Have you ever been cruel to me before?"

Shen Gu's hands trembled.

Song Guan said again: "Help me up carefully, I feel like my legs are numb."

Shen Gu's eyes were downcast, except for the slight redness around his eyes, his appearance was the same as usual when he spoke again: "Aren't you going to jump off the building?"

Song Guandao: "It scared you."

Shen Gu tightened his grip on Song Guan's wrist.

Song Guan continued: "You are the only one who is blind. Didn't you see that I tied such a thick rope to my own feet? I want to die, so why should I do it so many times?"

Shen Gu was stunned.

If Song Guan hadn't said it right now, he really wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Song Guan smiled and said: "Okay, okay, don't make such a dead face, help me up quickly."

The summer sky always brightens very early, and the soft dawn gradually floods into the world.

When climbing over the railing, Song Guan lost his footing and leaned on Shen Gu's back.He suddenly remembered the car accident that year. In that car accident, he was dug out of the car by Shen Gu. When the explosion happened, the two of them hadn't completely evacuated out of the explosion range.It was Shen Gu who pinned him down.He was fine, but Shen Gu's back was blasted, leaving a large scar, with irreparable scald marks, pitted, like fish scales.

He still remembered that the wound on Shen Gu's back was once infected, and the cry that Shen Gu couldn't help leaking out after suffering from pain in the ward echoed repeatedly in his dreams.

At that time, he only thought that Shen Gu was dead, otherwise he would die soon.

People are really strange creatures.Sometimes I can accept the other party's bad treatment to me, and even forgive the other party's debt to me, but I can't bear the sacrifice made by the other party for myself.

Did he treat Shen Gu so badly because of such a fear?

Song Guan leaned on Shen Gu's back and hugged Shen Gu's neck.He lay down quietly for a while, then leaned over and kissed the little red mole on the other's neck.

Shen Gu was so shocked that he almost pushed Song Guan downstairs: "You?"

Song Guan said, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

-

"What's going on in the Lord God Space?"

"Didn't you have more contact with them? You should know more than me."

"Where would they explain it to me? I thought you knew more."

"Why do you think so?"

"It collapsed their space, shouldn't they know a lot of secrets because of it?"

"You're overthinking this."

"Maybe we're just one of the worlds they control."

"Really? Even so, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Haha, after having those memories, I now feel like I am the center of the world."

"If you think so, then so be it."

"But sometimes I feel that maybe all of this is fake."

"...I will always be with you."

"By the way, I want to ask, after I left the commentary space, that space, you?"

"Collapsed. Everything collapsed. Compressed to the end, it should be born and become me."

"What?! You knew me from the beginning?!"

"No, I just remembered it later. It's not very clear, I just vaguely know that you are you."

"You say that, this time is so strange. So if you and I are like this, which comes first, the chicken or the egg?"

"I can't tell."

"It's a pity that I didn't see what the egg gentleman hatched in the end."

"It—what do you want it to do? What's so nice about it."

"Jealous?"

"No."

"elder brother."

"Ah."

"Brother Shen Gu!"

"what?"

"I like you!"

"..."

"Should you say something to me?"

"me……"

"Okay, it's fine if you can't say it, it won't be good if you faint."

"...I, I like you too. I like you very much. I like you very much."

"Hahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, brother is too cute."

"……Um."

The author has something to say: finally finally finally finally finally finally finished!

Sprinkle flowers!Thanks to the little friends who have been with me all the way so far, my God, it seems to be finally relieved.

Tears welled up in my eyes, "End of the full text" is really the most enraged three words in the world!

First write about the inner journey of writing this article.

Frankly speaking, when I first started writing this article, I didn’t take it very seriously, I just wanted to have a good time.There is an outline, and it is based on the semi-disabled stories I scribbled when I was a lolita-so the original Zhoumu plots of Lei Lei that you see are the things I wrote when I was absent in class in my early years.As for the various themes in the first half of the main text, they are all the inspirations I found from QQ signatures of my friends who are late in literary cancer hahahaha.Cannon Fodder Gong is the first time in my life to write a long story, and it is also the first time to enter v.I was very excited at that time, and I still remember that I stopped updating as soon as I entered v in the second week - I was so excited that my head went blank and my inspiration was exhausted.At that time, someone xq complained that I was the author of the first time in her life that she entered v and stopped updating.

I have been writing this article intermittently, and I am in a very bad mood, basically spent in the enthusiasm of wanting to start writing and severe self-denial torture.By the ninth week, the state was the worst. I basically didn't know what I was writing.Although the full-text comments have been cleared once, the previous ones are gone, but even today, I still clearly remember that a reader of "Kinney Pickup" left me a message, to the effect that a good author raises readers like a gu, After raising it well, even if the writing is nonsense, there will still be readers who are delirious and praise the author for writing well.I don't know if it's a compliment or a curse.In short, my feelings are very complicated.I bit the bullet and wrote until the 11th week, and received a comment "Guange is cute most of the time, but I have to admit that sometimes he is written like a mentally retarded by the author", and finally I broke down and stopped writing. to repair essays.

I started writing this article at the beginning of 13. 13,14,15,16, 17, [-], [-], and now [-], a total of five years.

In the process of writing the article, I met a lot of very good people.It was the first time I received a long review, fanart, landmine, fanart, I was so happy that I rolled on the bed, and I saved all the screenshots of related events in the computer, and now I can’t help laughing when I recall the feeling at that time.

Again, thank you for your tolerance.If you have seen my previous private wb friends, you probably know what's going on.Well, I have a very bad temper. In reality, it looks fine. On the Internet, I am completely free. I am very, very mean and arrogant, and I cry every minute. Dissed many things, including almost all traffic niches, red texts, well-received animations, nationalism, etc.Some young readers were petrified by me, and many of them canceled it.What impressed me the most was because a certain animation had a fight with a girl. When the little girl finally broke down and said to me privately, I really like you, even if you call me stupid, I still like you. Am I very cheap?To be honest, I was seriously intimidated.The mood is hard to describe.After going back and introspecting, log off wb directly.

Thanks also to another little angel who misses me.It was the girl who went to my sister's wb shortly after I logged out of the original Weibo.The whole thing was told by my sister on the phone. She said that one day she received a comment on her webpage and saw a girl leaving a message saying that she hadn’t been on Weibo for a few days and suddenly found that the Thirteen-Eyed Black Cat’s webpage was gone. I don't know where I can find another thirteen-eyed black cat, so I can only take a look here from time to time to see if there is any mention of the thirteen-eyed black cat.

... It must be said that I have never met anyone who is so sentimental towards me in my three-dimensional relationship.

Thank you very much.

I have talked a lot, but there is very little about the article itself. I have written for too long, and now I recall more memories other than the article itself.As for the story of Song Guan, all I want to say is in the text, the long growth experience of a character, and the theme is "giving up".

It has been five years since I wrote such a novel, so there are many flaws, but I am very happy in my heart.Thank you all for being with me.Especially thanks to those little friends who have been with me since the opening of the pit.How to say five years, it is about one-sixth, one-fifth, or even one-fourth of a person's life from birth to current age.After this article is finished, I will not write any more.The thirteen-eyed black cat is saying goodbye to everyone today.Thinking about it is still very emotional. I think that in my future life, it is impossible to have such a five-year period - I met a group of people at the end of my youth, stumbled all the way, and finally reached the end.

Thank you for your company during this time.

Do not read.

Praise Da'an.

2017-09-01