Chapter 578 Spark of Fire
If everything can be solved with just an apology, then there should be fewer problems in this world.
Zhou Bai replaced himself in the role of Zai Yang, and also felt that the problem he was facing now was a bit tricky.
But this time, "Aunt Wang" seemed to be well prepared, and she didn't show an overly anxious expression.
I saw that the expression on Zai Yang's face was a bit ugly. Facing the old man's questioning, he was hesitating and didn't know how to speak.
At this moment, the picture on the curtain changed rapidly, and then, a place that he would never forget appeared on the picture.
"Aunt Wang" put on a look of watching a play, saw Zai Yang's face was a little dazed, and secretly smiled.
It's a pity that the expression of "her" did not escape Zhou Bai's eyes, and he had a panoramic view of everything.
In the picture, the voice of a little boy speaking, attracted the attention of everyone in front of the screen.
The little boy stood in front of an open space, holding his little hand, and turned his head to look behind him with some unease.
"Mom, I know I was wrong."
A woman with a vegetable basket stood behind him and asked in a serious voice, "Do you know what's wrong?"
"The fault was that I shouldn't have intentionally broken that aunt's things just now."
"Then stand still, turn your head, face that place, and say it again."
The little boy nodded, and according to his mother's request, facing the open space below the corridor where several bouquets of flowers were placed, he said again:
"Uncle, I'm sorry.
Tongtong shouldn't have broken that aunt's stuff on purpose.
You saved a good person, Tongtong is a good person, and Tongtong will always be a good person in the future. "
After he finished speaking, he bowed towards the open space, and then turned his head again to look at his mother standing behind him.
The woman sighed lightly, bowed towards the open space as well, then walked to the side of the little boy, and took his hand.
"Remember what you said, you know?"
The little boy nodded quickly.
"Let's go, let's go home."
The woman held his hand, walked around the flowers placed in the open space, and the two walked towards the stairwell.
The little boy was led by his mother in a ignorant way, raised his head, and asked with some confusion:
"Mom, every time I do something wrong, you bring me here.
But can that uncle really hear what I say? "
In front of the curtain, Zai Yang and the old man on crutches all looked at the flowers.
And the little boy's mother, when she heard this question, also turned her head and glanced at the flowers placed in the open space.
"That uncle, he must be able to hear it.
He will live in our hearts so that we can always remember to be a better person. "
When Zai Yang heard this, his hands trembled slightly.
The eyes of the old man on crutches are already full of tears.
At this moment, they really felt that Fang Yang had not disappeared from this world.
But in another way, it is affecting the places where he has existed.
As the mother and son stepped up the stairs, the picture on the curtain went up the open space, and stopped outside the windows full of life one after another in this old residential building.
Zai Yang stood outside the curtain, looking at these windows, with stars shining in his eyes.
At this time, he felt that his heart was being pulled from side to side, and he couldn't find a point of strength that could support him.
The picture on the curtain turned to the little boy and his mother. They walked up the stairs, continuing the topic just now.
"Mom, then I will become like an uncle in the future, do you think it's okay?"
When he asked this question, Zhou Bai could clearly see that the body of the old man on crutches in front of the curtain visibly paused.
And with the same reaction, there is also the little boy's mother.
The little boy's mother paused for a long time, as if she had a very difficult psychological struggle, before answering his question.
"When you can understand what this decision means later, you can ask your mother this question again.
If you still hope so at that time, then mom will respect your decision. "
When the old man heard this, he looked away from the screen and looked into the distance in a daze.
The little boy nodded to his mother with a half-knowledge, and then followed his mother into the house.
At this point, the picture stopped on the flowers placed in the open space.
Zai Yang finally couldn't hold on at this time, his feet softened, and he knelt down towards the curtain in front of him.
"The order at that time was indeed issued by me.
Fang Yang rushed into the crowd and rescued the little boy, but he himself was instantly surrounded by those crazy mutants.
In the past two years, I often think about it, if I didn't give the order to shoot, would it be possible for Fang Yang to be rescued?
But I really couldn't afford to take the risk. "
After two years, the old man who heard the process of his son's death again could not control his tears.
"I really should apologize to Fang Yang, and I should also apologize to you.
It was because I was not capable enough to protect my team members.
I should have done better…”
He knelt on the ground with his hands on his knees, his shoulders trembling slightly.
The original image of fortitude almost completely collapsed at this moment.
But the old man on crutches wiped his tears, turned his head, and asked him:
"Did he charge into the crowd by himself?"
Zai Yang raised his head and nodded blankly.
Then he saw the old man showing a shallow smile, no longer looking at him, turned around and leaned on crutches, and staggered away from the crowd.
"I won't forgive you, but I respect his decision.
Don't worry, I won't hold you back, because if he was still alive, he should have made the same decision. "
Zai Yang Jiujiu knelt on the ground and did not get up.
Zhou Bai looked at his somewhat fragile figure, and sighed lightly, but didn't get up to comfort him.
There are some hurdles, you still have to go over it yourself.
He was sitting on a chair, seeing those people brought by Zai Yang, some of them went over to whisper a few words to him, and then dispersed in various ways.
Zhou Bai sat there, looking at them, and suddenly felt that something in his pocket was getting a little hot.
He reached into his pocket in astonishment, and among the pile of "souvenirs" he had obtained, he found something in the shape of a star.
The star was shimmering, as if it had been infused with strength, and it lay in Zhou Bai's hands a little hot.
(end of this chapter)