border town.
The sky seemed to be sank by a huge piece of lead, and the rain curtain fell like an arrow.
Under the tall tower, more and more people holding umbrellas gathered.
In the haze of heavy rain, even people's facial features were blurred. Only distorted faces were left. Anger, jealousy, disgust... It seemed that only these negative emotions were left in common among humans.
"--Hurry up and pull down the woman on the tower!" There were constant shouting in the crowd, mostly from women's sharp voices.
"——You live a dirty life, what if you corrupt your children? You look innocent on the surface, but you are actually a disaster!"
They are ordinary people, they don't know what emotional resonance is, and they don't even have a concept of this term in their minds. They only listen to the orders of the city lord. Now that the order has come from Doomsday City, ordering them to stop Xiaomei's live broadcast, they will of course listen.
This is a great achievement. Once the incident is settled, the entire border town will be rewarded, and it may even be awarded the title of Honorary Border Town.
"Hasn't the door been broken yet? Why is she still broadcasting live? Can you pull her down quickly?" Some people were more anxious than God.
"I heard there is one last door, it will be there soon."
"Should we go and help? If we help with this matter, will we be rewarded?"
The voices were whispering and moving in the rain. The crowd was like mice wandering in a granary, and the sharp squeaking sounds filled the rainy night.
Lights were on everywhere on the streets, like the gathering and dispersing stars. The usually peaceful border town was sleepless tonight.
Outside the crowd, two middle-aged men in uniform were communicating.
"Zhuo Yi, get this done quickly." The man in the black bow tie stared at the signal tower.
"Deputy City Lord, arrange for the troops to charge in. The iron gate of the signal tower is very strong and cannot be opened in a short time." The subordinate named Zhuo Yi replied.
"As soon as possible." said the deputy lord of the border town.
"Do you think it's possible that the person in Doomsday City now is really a fake, and this Xiaomei is actually the real city lord's man?" Zhuo Yi spoke cautiously.
"It's possible, but do you dare to believe it?" the deputy city lord asked. "If you believe it, what should you do now? Ignore the anger of the people and go against everyone? Or wait until Doomsday City is defeated, and then your whole family will be taken out and executed as a disobedient person? You know the cruelty of the city lord. Your daughter is eighteen years old this year and has a bright future. Do you dare to take this risk?"
Zhuo Yi was silent.
"The city lord has issued an order, and he is now sitting in the city lord's position, so we have to listen to him." The deputy city lord waved his hand and said firmly: "In the end of the world, we are all small people. I don't expect humans to survive for many civilizations, I just want humans to survive in the next few years. I can't tell the real city lord from the fake one, we just have to obey orders."
"But……"
"No buts, just follow orders."
The conversation stopped.
The two of them stared at the rainstorm, and Zhuo Yi suddenly felt a chill to the bone. He finally understood what the word "human nature" meant, and what kind of contradictions and choices would be faced when human nature and desire conflicted.
The most terrifying thing is that when faced with a decision, people know what to do, but they don’t have the courage to choose the “right” thing.
…
“Pah.”
Xiaomei turned off the lights in the studio to prevent her shadow from being remotely locked. She held the microphone in one hand and huddled under the table like a shivering rabbit.
She no longer had time to care about the angry people below the tower; everyone who fell in Doomsday City needed her voice.
"Click." She reached out and pulled the microphone's connecting hose, her blue-frozen knuckles tightly gripping the microphone. She felt her teeth chattering, and immediately pressed her outer lips with her other hand to keep her voice as steady as possible.
As she pulled on the microphone hose, she felt as if she were grabbing the thorn of a nightingale.
"……that."
Every pronunciation and every word must be enunciated clearly.
This is the professional ethics of a radio host. Even within a few dozen meters of her, there is a group of people who want to eat her alive in exchange for fame.
She will do it.
"...Hello everyone, I will continue the live broadcast. We just talked about the meaning of life..."
She whispered:
"We live desperately every day to prove our existence. Although some people say 'you can't live without hope', I think the few clumsy and precious moments in life are just to wait for the birth of hope..."
Through the window, her sight was very far away, as if it could penetrate the heavy rain and reach a place she had never set foot on.
…
[——Dad, I want to read books and learn mechanics.]
[——Reading? What is there to read? You have been tested as an inferior personality, so don’t even think about getting a good job. I don’t have money for you to buy psychotropic drugs to go to the city! Just stay in the marginal area!]
[——It’s all your fault! You’re a money-loser. You’ve caused me to have no children or grandchildren. It’s hard for me to find a wife with you as a burden! Why don’t you just die?]
…
“…Although there are many things in this world that make people despair, they will destroy our will, our dreams, and our souls. They make us unable to raise our heads and turn us into mediocre people who flow into the masses.”
"But the meaning of the world is to give meaning. To give everything and bear fruit is love. As long as there is love, I believe that there is nothing wrong with being born mediocre..." She said:
"us……"
"They are all creatures that cannot live without love."
She thought of that very far away place.
That was not a nice place. There were many people who idled around all day, smelly garbage mountains, violent vagrants, looting, occupation, gunfights and artillery fire day and night, and everyone who was struggling to survive.
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