13 Dayu's Flood Control
We are all experiencing a battle.
The system went offline after it finished speaking, and no matter how Tao Ran struggled, he couldn't make any sound.
Tao Ran had no choice but to keep it in his arms and distribute the rest to everyone: "Looks like we'll have to stay for a while. Come on, eat some apples first. Don't be polite to me, there are more on the tree if you're not satisfied."
The actress was probably very hungry because she was very hungry. She took it first and ate it immediately. After taking a bite, her face suddenly changed.
Everyone was panicking: "What's wrong? Is the apple poisonous?"
The scholar said, "That shouldn't be the case. How come Tao Ran is fine after eating it?"
"It's not Apple's fault." The actress bit her lower lip and said in a very calm voice, "I'm going to give birth."
Everyone was suddenly shocked.
The actress glanced at her left wrist out of the corner of her eye.
00:09:43
00:09:42
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The countdown has entered the final ten minutes.
At this moment, the apple in Tao Ran's arms suddenly moved.
It cleared its throat and said in a sarcastic tone, like an old man or woman sitting at the village entrance with their legs crossed, filing their nails while gossiping about the neighbors: "Stop struggling, deliver her quickly, or else there will be two deaths."
Tao Ran, who was in a daze, was brought back to his senses by the system's voice. He suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with it, so he touched the apple's "head" with a kind face.
He nodded: "Good boy, you are a good person."
System: […Fuck, why are you touching my butt?]
The actress glanced at the countdown again.
00:08:37
00:08:36
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Her usually indifferent face finally showed a hint of urgency. Big beads of sweat streamed down her forehead. She gritted her teeth and said to everyone, "Who among you volunteers to help me give birth?"
Although she was asking everyone, her gaze remained on Zhu Heng.
Zhu Heng: “…”
Tao Ran looked around and wondered, who else could come besides a peasant girl? None of the men had ever seen anything like this, let alone tried it themselves.
But before he could finish his thought, he saw an unexpected figure passing by him.
Zhu Heng walked up to the actress and said, "Let me do it."
His voice was flat and his face showed "voluntary".
The actress suddenly looked up at him, a faint smile flashed across her eyes, and she winked at him secretly.
From an angle invisible to others, the pain on the actress's face had dissipated. Her long, sweat-soaked eyelashes drooped slightly, and a bright light shone in her eyes. She gently grasped Zhu Heng's hand with her backhand, her eyebrows raised in a faint smile, a hint of triumph.
Zhu Heng was slightly stunned.
"Brother Zhu?" Tao Ran's voice cracked. "You can do this?"
Zhu Heng turned his back to the crowd, slowly shifting his gaze away from the actress, and glanced over at Tao Ran: "I'm fine here by myself, you guys go somewhere else."
This is what it means to drive away guests and avoid suspicion.
So everyone retreated and hid behind the apple trees, leaving this piece of land to them.
The actress watched everyone walk away, then took out the diary that she treasured from her bosom and put it into Zhu Heng's hand.
"This is for you. Return it to its original owner."
Return the property to its original owner?
Zhu Heng was stunned and subconsciously caught it. A familiar feeling suddenly came over him: "This is..."
"You can watch it again in ten minutes. Now, listen to me." The actress held Zhu Heng's hand and said in a soft voice, "I know this may be difficult for you to understand, but we are all going through a battle together."
"In this battle, some people have to leave at the beginning, while others have to persevere until the end."
"And I was the one who wanted to leave at the beginning." The actress's belly shrank visibly, and she glanced at her wrist bones.
The countdown at this time is 00:03:48.
She raised her eyes and looked at Zhu Heng: "Leaving before you, this is my mission in this world."
Zhu Heng noticed her gaze and looked down at her wrist.
00:03:37
00:03:36
…
He heard his slightly hoarse voice: "What is this?"
The actress touched her belly, which had shrunk by half, and sneered, "My life is counting down."
"Since I came into this world, I have been waiting for you, waiting for this day to come." The actress looked up at him.
With a "pop" sound, her stomach became completely flat, and a doll appeared on the grass beside her.
When Zhu Heng saw the doll's appearance clearly, he felt all the blood in his body rush to his head.
It was a palm-sized doll wearing clothes, a clay doll.
Although the paint strokes above are crude, they fully outline the clay figure's clothing and appearance features, with everything that should be there, neither more nor less, and no wasted strokes.
The clay figure was wearing a white coat, with black hair that was messy from the wind. His facial features were extremely ugly, and so sloppily done that it was unbearable to look at.
It is rare to see a pair of eyes that are so exquisite. It should be said that they are too exquisite compared to other parts of the clay figure.
Those were a pair of eyes inlaid with obsidian. Deep in the obsidian of the right eye, there seemed to be an unknown dazzling gem embedded. When the angle changed facing the sunlight, the gem deep inside flashed through the obsidian, emitting colorful and brilliant light.
This is a clay model made according to Zhu Heng's model.
The actress didn't seem surprised at all. She looked him straight in the eye and said, "Keep this doll. You'll need it later, and it's not too late to throw it away after you're done. Don't be afraid. I'm here for you."
Zhu Heng frowned.
The countdown now enters the final minute.
The actress ignored the reversal of time and spoke word by word like a venomous snake, "If you knew your fate in advance, what would you choose?"
The last thirty seconds of the countdown.
Zhu Heng didn't say anything because she didn't need his answer.
"Now I'll tell you." She smiled brightly and suddenly grabbed Zhu Heng tightly, leaving a red mark on his wrist. "I chose to come to this world to resist. I want him to know that I will never succumb to a fate I know in advance."
She looked into his eyes, as if looking through him to see another person.
Zhu Heng stared at her wrists, where her knuckles were clenched until they turned white. "Who is he?"
The actress didn't seem to want to answer his question: "You will know later, he will be waiting for you in the future."
The last twenty seconds.
"Now you remember this, you remember this, in this battle... no one is the winner, until..." Her face seemed to change, gradually overlapping with another face.
More and more like Zhu Heng.
Last ten seconds.
With a face that looked almost identical to Zhu Heng's, she stared at him intently: "I won't stop until you die."
The countdown is reset to zero.
A gust of wind blew, and the actress's remaining vitality flowed out of her body with the wind and gradually dissipated.
This hillside, covered with unknown blue flowers and filled with the sweet scent of apples, is the cemetery she chose for herself.
This was her end.
When she left, there was still an unwilling smile on her face.
There is absolutely no intention of reconciliation.
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The peasant girl not far away heard the actress's slightly excited tone at the last moment.
She subconsciously thought something had happened and quickly took a few steps towards them.
"Do you need help?" she shouted at Zhu Heng's back.
"Need not."
He spoke a little quietly, and the little peasant girl suspected she had misheard. She took two tentative steps forward and asked again, "Is the birth over?"
Zhu Heng stood up with something in his hand, turned his back to the little peasant girl, and said nothing.
The peasant girl couldn't see clearly, and she didn't hear the child crying, and even the actress's voice was gone.
The only sound in the wind was the rustling of Zhu Heng's clothes, which made his back look a bit desolate.
The little peasant girl was startled for no reason and gradually had a bad idea.
"The person is gone." Zhu Heng said softly.
There was a sudden buzzing sound in the little peasant girl's mind. What was gone?
Zhu Heng hid the lower half of his face in his collar, rubbing the edge with the tip of his nose, and letting the fallen hair cover his eyes.
He lowered his eyes to look at the quiet body lying on the lush green grass.
The actress still had an ambiguous smile on her lips. On the grass around her, large patches of unknown light blue wild flowers bloomed, and the soft petals gently caressed her body, which was not yet completely cold.
The peasant girl took two quick steps forward, grabbed the actress' wrist and felt her pulse, only then she realized that she was really dead.
Her eyes swept over the actress's flat belly, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Is the baby born?"
Zhu Heng said "hmm".
The little peasant girl turned her head and shuddered when she caught a glimpse of the "child" in Zhu Heng's arms.
What Zhu Heng was holding in his arms was a full-term clay statue, earthy brown in color, with a layer of white and black paint on its skin...
Is that a clay doll?
Before the peasant girl could take a closer look, Zhu Heng turned around and said, "I'll take care of it."
The little peasant girl stared at him in a daze, and recalling the doll's clothes, she felt that they looked familiar.
A bit like...
A figure emerged in her mind.
She looked at Zhu Heng's back.
No way, it absolutely couldn't be him.
It was a sunny day and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed out of the back of the little peasant girl. She was so frightened by the thought in her mind that her legs went weak and she almost fell down.
The others had already noticed that something was wrong here and had gathered around.
Young Master Tao Ran overreacted and kept crying. He felt that the atmosphere here was suffocating and didn't want to stay here. He watched Zhu Heng leave with the child and wiped his face to follow him.
The little peasant girl finally came to her senses, grabbed him, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't go."
Some things are better not seen.
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Zhu Heng stuffed the clay doll into his pocket, walked around the shady hillside, and finally found a clean open space. He started digging a shallow hole and placed the diary given to him by the actress steadily in it.
Before taking the next step, he looked at the diary again.
There is no need to translate the contents, he knows them all.
Zhu Heng stood there quietly for a long time.
When the sunlight slowly moved from one end of the hillside to the other, a layer of gold was plated on the ends of his hair, and a ball of warm sunlight gathered on his head, Zhu Heng finally squatted down, grabbed a stone and pressed it on the diary, sealing it there.
Yes, the actress was born because of him. She is his result, and he is her cause.
He and the actress are mutually causal.
A strong wind blew in the sky, and he turned up his collar and strode away.
The stone that was lightly pressing on the diary was blown away and rolled down the hillside. The diary, with the cover no longer bound, was blown open by the wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun covered the yellowed paper.
It was covered with crooked handwriting.
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Secondary Civilization Era, July 8, 872, sunny weather
Today, I asked the principal if I didn't have a mother. The principal said, "How could that be? You have a mother, but she's busy and can't look after you." I don't believe it. If I really had a mother, why did she abandon me at the door of the welfare home?
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Secondary Civilization Era January 12, 873: Snowy
Today, I was watching a TV series with the director, and I said that the actress in the TV series was very beautiful. The director patted my face and said, "You are also very beautiful. Your mother must be as beautiful as the actress in the TV series."
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Secondary Civilization Era, September 27, 873, Rainy Weather
Yesterday, I had a dream. In the dream, I had a mother who was an actress. People all over the country knew her, but she couldn’t let others know that she had given birth to a son, so she didn’t want me.
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The weather was cloudy on October 9, 873, during the Second Civilization Era.
If only I had a mother.
——Excerpt from Zhu Heng’s Diary
【Author’s words】
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