Chapter 111 That era is over
The party has been going on for more than half an hour, and the atmosphere is very warm. In this carnival atmosphere, people can express their love that they are usually embarrassed to say out loud without any obstacles.
The girls and old ladies all shouted "I love you" to Ye Qi, and many older brothers and uncles joined in the fun.
This love is obviously not love, but the admiration of the rescued for the benefactor and the respect of the organization members for the boss.
Qiao Lan stood in the corner behind the crowd, touching his chin and thinking, this big screen is quite high-definition, showing Ye Tianshi's appearance perfectly.
It was worth it for her to go out in person yesterday and search the whole city for large-screen equipment. She finally found one in the underground warehouse of the ruins of the city TV station. Her effort was not in vain.
Seeing the angel being admired by so many people, Qiao Lan felt very happy.
This is my angel. I knew him in my previous life. Who can be better than me?
"Everyone, did you enjoy the party?" Ye Qi said on the stage.
"nice!"
the crowd chorused.
Ye Qi's face was stern. "Very good, then, the effect of relaxing everyone's mood has been achieved. Now, everyone, please calm down."
"Hmm?" The audience felt that the tune was a little off.
Then Ye Qi said, "Now, let's hold a memorial service."
audience:"???"
Qiao Lan: “…”
No, he is not an angel, he is a devil.
To everyone's astonishment, Ye Qi returned the microphone to the host.
The host of the evening party was Jiang Yue, the leader of the gatekeeping team and a survivor of the Tsui Wah Hotel.
He was particularly good at livening up the atmosphere during carnivals, but now, he suddenly became solemn, a completely different person from before.
He glanced at the whole audience and spoke in a heavy tone.
“Each of us has relatives or friends who lost their lives in disasters.
"Those friends, companions, and teachers who have brought us warmth and happiness,
Our parents and relatives who raised us with great care and were willing to give us the best,
Those children whom we have put all our efforts into raising but still feel it is not enough, whose smiles make us happier than our own smiles,
Those lovers who once promised to never be apart,
There are also celebrities and idols who are very far away from us, yet very close to us, and who have given us so much strength and happiness...
“Even those people we find annoying and dislike on a daily basis, those opponents, nemesis, those people we have prayed countless times for their quick destruction;
"And, passing by, not caring, without any intersection, just passers-by and strangers in the background of the world to us;
"They are dead, gone, and will never speak to us again. We will never have the chance to make them laugh, cry, or gnash their teeth again.
“No more hugs, no more companionship, no more chance to say the words I didn’t have time to say, no more chance to do the things I didn’t have time to do.
"The furthest distance in the world is when I stand in front of you and you don't love me? No, compared to the disaster before me, this argument is too hypocritical and frivolous.
"We finally understand that the furthest distance in the world is the separation between Yin and Yang.
It’s a separation between life and death.”
The carnival atmosphere quickly dropped to freezing point because of these words.
There were cries from the crowd.
Sobbing softly.
Suddenly howling.
More and more people broke down and cried.
Two minutes ago, before Ye Qi walked onto the stage, they were still laughing and partying.
It's not that everyone is categorical.
It's just that those repressed emotions exist. We can deceive ourselves into forgetting them, work hard to move forward, or think about nothing for a while, immerse ourselves in a low-level party and indulge ourselves wildly, but those sorrows and despair cannot withstand being ignited, otherwise they will immediately erupt like a volcano.
Jiang Yue does not have much literary talent, nor does he use deliberately sentimental words. His words are simple and direct, expressing the pain in the deepest part of everyone's heart that they dare not touch.
The whole audience was crying.
Jiang Yue himself started crying.
Beside Qiao Lan, Xiao Li and others also cried.
Even Xiao Tang, who believed that men should not shed tears easily, couldn't hold back his tears and had two lines of tears on his face.
Qiao Lan sighed secretly.
This is the early days of the end times.
People still can't forget the old times and are fragile inside.
When the world becomes increasingly desperate, and everyone is struggling to survive without any chance to breathe, vulnerability is a luxury and dangerous, and will only make people die faster.
Qiao Lan didn't cry.
Her tears had dried up in her previous life, and she knew crying wouldn't solve any problems.
The scene of thousands of people crying and holding each other's heads opened her eyes. Maybe she was cold-blooded, she just felt that the time was a bit long and her legs were sore from standing.
Ye Qi didn't cry on the stage, his expression was as cold as ever.
He stood there quietly, watching the whole audience vent and cry.
He didn't take the microphone until everyone was tired of crying, the crying gradually subsided, and a few people fainted and were carried off the stage, then he took the microphone.
He began, "I hope this is the last night for everyone to cry uncontrollably. Tomorrow, except for those on duty, everyone will have half a day off. Everyone can catch up on sleep and rest. There's no need for work or training. But after waking up, starting tomorrow afternoon, everyone will be in the right state and do what needs to be done."
"Because the cruelty of reality far outweighs the sorrow in our hearts. If we are not strong, we will die."
"The latest news is that the epidemic has begun to spread on a large scale in the eastern and southern districts of the city. The affected areas are rapidly expanding and spreading towards us."
"In the worst-hit areas of other provinces and cities, the disease has wiped out all the survivors in the city."
"After the great disaster comes the great epidemic, and we must get through it!"
"Biological mutations are intensifying. The teams out searching for supplies these past two days should have felt it. They've encountered mutant beasts more frequently than before. Besides rats, more mutant creatures have appeared."
"Everyone must be aware that more biological mutations will occur, their numbers will increase, and their species will expand. We have no choice but to keep fighting and strive to become stronger."
"Supplies are still in short supply and difficult to find. We still have to tighten our belts for a while to get through this difficult time."
"The base is preparing for large-scale resource scavenging and agricultural planting. Our goal is long-term survival and sustainable development."
"One thing we can be thankful for is that a large-scale nuclear war didn't affect us. Our domestic missile defense system, nuclear deterrence, and strategic mediation bought us a brief window of survival. But the future is unpredictable. We must develop our base within this timeframe and establish a solid fortress for survival. Only then will we have a future. Otherwise, all this will be in vain."
"Time is short and the task is heavy. Each of us has to fight for our chance of survival with our own hands."
"Tonight, we gather together, revel and cry as much as we want. Tomorrow we must cheer up and fight to earn our own way to survive!"
"Now, the memorial service begins. Please observe ten minutes of silence and bid a final farewell to all the precious things we have lost in our lives, to the relatives, friends and partners who have left us, and to the old times we did not cherish."
"Please cherish your memory."
"After tomorrow, I don't want anyone to be distracted from their work because of sadness and nostalgia."
It turns out that this so-called memorial service was not held for a specific person.
Funeral music started playing.
The confusion, fear, and a little hope that were aroused in people by Ye Qi's speech gradually calmed down in the sad and solemn music.
This is the time to say goodbye.
The past cannot be brought back. Only by cutting off the ties and mustering up the courage can we face the future.
Everyone stood in silence, remembering deeply.
The loudspeaker played recordings of old-world air raid sirens and whistles, intertwined with funeral music.
That era is truly over.
"Now, I have two announcements."
When the funeral music ended, Ye Qi spoke again in a cold and serious tone, "These are the two latest measures discussed and implemented by the base management. I hope they can help everyone."
What measures?
The people who had just woken up from their memories had confused expressions on their faces as they looked at the tall and serious leader on the stage.
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