The road ahead for our only child is filled with dangers and we are in danger of death. As parents, can we just watch all this happen?
Therefore, as parents, we will definitely try our best to stop our children, even if we have to break their legs, even if we have to kneel down and cry for mercy in disgrace, even if we have to trample on all the morals and laws of the world with blood on our hands, we must keep our children away from danger and let them live safely and healthily.
Although it is extreme and selfish, this is the love of a parent.
Yes, how can you watch your child die?
"Mom and Dad, thank you for taking care of me over the years." The handsome young man reached out and hugged the elderly Ji Heguang and Bai Wei. His voice was soft and refreshing, like the summer breeze kissing the wings of a seagull. "I am very happy to be your child in this life, and I will always be grateful."
Ji Heguang has grown old, with white hair. His once upright figure has shrunk and now curled up against the young man's sluggish chest. He looks like a complete old man.
He buried his head in his son's chest, saying nothing, and at that moment lost all his life.
Bai Wei had become a thin old lady. Her shoulders were shaking and twitching. She grasped the boy's arm tightly, and the back of her hand was bulging with twisted and hideous blue veins.
She gritted her teeth silently and fiercely, and occasionally couldn't help but let out a few timid sobs.
——Even if I break his legs...
"You have given me the happiness that belongs to mortals and made me understand what family is. With your love, I will move forward fearlessly."
——Even if it’s embarrassing to kneel down and beg…
"Dad, Mom, goodbye. I'm sorry to be your child and let you go through such pain..."
——Even if my hands are stained with blood and I trample on all the morals and laws in the world...
Ji Heguang grabbed Le Jing's shoulders tightly, raised his head, his eyes were red, and roared: "Fuck the end of the world! Fuck the evil god! You can kill as many people as you want, I don't give a fuck! I just want my son to survive!" He looked at Le Jing almost pleadingly, "Can you stay? Don't go... There are so many countries in the world, so many nuclear bombs, and tens of millions of troops. They must have a way to fight against the evil god!"
Le Jing stared at the pleading old man in silence. He gently wiped away the water marks from the corners of his father's eyes and let out a faint sigh from his chest: "Dad, I was born to fight against the evil god. This is my destiny and the reason why Ji Hejing was born."
"What fate or no fate, I..."
"Let him go!" Bai Wei's cold voice interrupted Ji Heguang's words. The old lady raised her head, loosened her hand that was holding her son's arm, and pulled off her husband's hand that was holding her son's shoulder. Her eyes were red but her expression was firm. "Don't stop him, let him go."
"Every man has his share of responsibility for the fate of his country. I would rather my son die a heroic death on the battlefield than become a coward who is laughed at and ridiculed." At the farewell, this Sichuan woman burst out with the bloodiness inherited from the Sichuan Army. Her eyes were filled with regret but proud and firm. "I won't give you a flag with the word death on it. I only ask you to move forward bravely without caring about your life! If you live, I will wait for your triumphant return at home. If you die in battle, we will be mother and son again in the next life!"
Ji Heguang opened his mouth wide and stared at his wife in shock, as if he was meeting her for the first time in his life.
Le Jing was stunned for a few seconds, then he smiled softly and hugged the lioness gently. "I will come back alive, I promise."
Bai Wei shuddered, and the tears she had been holding back for a long time finally burst out. She choked up and said, "I'll wait for you at home."
…
The young man pushed open the door and saw soldiers waiting outside. He turned around and left without looking back.
Ji Heguang stared blankly at his son's receding back, tears streaming down his face. He used up all his strength to not chase him. He almost felt resentful, but he didn't know who to resent. So he muttered to himself and complained to his wife: "I can't compare to you. You are more conscious, you sacrifice yourself for others, you can be cruel, but I can't be..."
His complaints were interrupted by Bai Wei's sudden burst of heart-wrenching cries.
The elderly woman covered her chest, slowly squatted down, and howled loudly. She vomited continuously, and her wailing was as mournful and desperate as a mother wolf who had lost her orphan. "Le Le... My Le Le!!!"
Ji Heguang was struck by lightning. He slowly squatted down, hugged his wife's thin body tightly, and cried loudly like his wife.
Ji Heguang could do nothing, nothing.
He could only watch his son's figure getting farther and farther away.
Not because of justice.
Instead, his son told him with his back: No need to chase.
…
On July 7, 2053, China was in the height of summer.
On a summer afternoon, the sky was clear and the sparrows on the street corners were singing melodiously. Every note was filled with the brightness of the sun. Tall plane trees beside the sidewalk blocked out the sun. A big yellow dog was lying in the shade of the trees, yawning lazily.
It was an ordinary summer afternoon.
The TV in the small supermarket on the street was playing the midday news:
"Mr. Jing and the support troops have arrived at Antarctica. Ferocious tentacles have broken through the ice. The endless ice and snow are soaked in turbid black blood. At this time, Antarctica has turned into a bloody hell..."
"The evil god may awaken at any time. The horn of the final decisive battle has already sounded. This is the final battle that will determine the survival of human civilization. Mr. Jing is the first blockade line of mankind, and he carries the earnest expectations of eight billion people around the world..."
Li Jingwen, who was waiting in line to pay, looked up and watched the news on TV intently, with a solemn expression and a hint of tears in her eyes.
Although more than 30 years have passed, Mr. Jing still looks like a young man.
Even his personality is that of a young man.
The young man on the screen had a calm expression, his eyes burning with a firm belief that he would never give up and move forward.
Li Jingwen looked at him, but her gaze penetrated the screen, penetrated the long thirty years, and vaguely seemed to see another young man.
That young man also has the character "Jing" in his name.
She is already old enough to be a grandmother, but the boy is still a boy.
Even she herself was surprised that after so many years, she still hadn't forgotten that boy.
During her darkest and most painful years, it was that young man who silently watched over her, and it was his encouragement that gave her the courage to leave home.
However, before she could express her gratitude in person, before she could truly understand her little boy, the young boy, who had not yet reached adulthood, passed away and fell asleep forever in the summer when he was 16 years old.
The boy she liked remained 16 years old forever.
What kind of person was the young boy? What kind of life did he have? Li Jingwen will never know.
The last time I heard news about her little boy was the year Li Jingwen graduated from college.
The boy's mother killed his father and brutally dismembered him. This heinous murder case caused an uproar in the small town, and even the boy who had died several years ago was mentioned again.
It is said that the boy's mother is mentally ill and has tried to kill her son many times.
It is said that the boy's father is a professor at the Public Security University. He has always hated criminal behavior, but secretly planned many crimes. He is the "modern Moriarty" that the police have been looking for for many years.
It is said that the boy's mother was sentenced to life imprisonment...
"Grandma, one hundred and fifty yuan!" The tender voice of a child interrupted Li Jingwen's thoughts. She was stunned for a second, and when she met the urging gaze of the child at the cashier, she reacted and quickly took out her mobile phone from her pocket to scan the code to pay the bill.
When she was ready to leave with her things in her hand, the child raised a speechless smile and said firmly: "Grandma, don't be afraid, Mr. Jing will definitely defeat the bad guy god!"
Li Jingwen laughed: "Do you trust Mr. Jing so much?"
The child smiled childishly and said, "Of course, that's Mr. Jing! The teacher said that Mr. Jing is the most powerful person in the world, even more powerful than Ultraman Armor Hero Optimus Prime!"
"Well, we will definitely win." Li Jingwen said this, but for no reason she thought of her little boy again.
The young boy drowned because of his bravery.
Now, another young man named Jing has once again stepped forward to do something brave and righteous, but this time he wants to save all mankind.
Li Jingwen's heart suddenly felt an indescribable throbbing, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness suddenly enveloped her.
It’s like an ominous sign - will Mr. Jing end up like Le Jing... ?
…
Lejing is now at the South Pole.
Under his feet was the ground that had turned into a wall of flesh. Buildings, animals, plants, stones, ice... everything that had existed here had been transformed into wriggling blood-red pieces of flesh. The pieces of flesh constantly secreted disgusting and highly corrosive mucus, like the stomach of an animal digesting food.
The nearest army to him was thousands of kilometers away.
Although the soldiers have been genetically modified, they are still human after all, and their bodies cannot withstand the gaze of the evil god. Once they encounter the evil god, they will definitely be contaminated, and then their bodies will break apart and be assimilated into part of the evil god.
So in the end, only Le Jing, who was not afraid of the evil god's contamination, stood here.
He is the first barrier to stop the evil god.
If he cannot defeat the evil god, then at least he must die together with him.
Otherwise, the leaders of all countries will press the button to launch nuclear bombs at the same time.
Tens of thousands of nuclear bombs would explode in Antarctica at once, and the largest mushroom cloud in the history of the Earth would rise over Antarctica.
No living creature could survive such a force.
The earth will also fall into a long nuclear winter, and humanity will be in the most difficult time. However, human civilization can be preserved to the greatest extent.
If even this cannot destroy the evil god, then humanity will only have one last resort - this is also the biggest reason why Le Jing promotes the evolution of the entire nation.
With the help of the stars, all surviving humans will be broken up into small pieces and migrate to other planes.
The strong physical fitness of the new generation of humans not only allows them to better withstand the turbulence of time and space, but also serves as their reliance for surviving in the other world.
A huge yellow eye opened under Le Jing's feet. Inside the big eye were countless small eyes, densely packed like the magnified compound eyes of an insect. Ordinary humans would lose their minds and turn into monsters if they took one look at it.
Then there were a pair of eyes, two pairs of eyes, ten pairs of eyes, a hundred pairs of eyes, a thousand pairs of eyes… Countless, colorful evil eyes opened in the flesh walls all over the mountains, the turbid eyeballs rolled up and down, and at the same time, they stared in the direction of Le Jing.
The huge, sticky malice almost distorted the air, and the sea water seemed like boiling water, making gurgling sounds.
He is awake.
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