In such a place without sunshine, the fertile soil of darkness breeds. The eternal sky exudes deep mysteries, so that Qingming Festival no longer exists. People always seem to live in the shadows, facing everything in life with their bent backbone and erased passion.

At this moment, Lu Shaozhen was walking in such a building. Although this building was simple and even clean, it could be called a famous "luxury mansion" nearby in his memory. The mottled and fallen whitewashing on the walls highlighted the age of time, and the old furniture all showed a decadent feeling.

He walked between the coffee table and the sofa with the peeling leather. The emotions in his eyes were full of familiar and unfamiliar scrutiny. He was deeply surprised by his current state because he clearly knew that he was in the mirror world. Although this world had its own laws and systems, it did not prevent him from remembering things in the real world. The only result of this was that the two memories blended perfectly like coffee with milk, forming a brand new and refreshing drink.

The paintings on the wall have turned yellow, so that the watercolors inside are covered with a light yellow glow representing the dusk of memory. This building was a personal resource office before the disaster. When the order was still there, this department was jealous of everyone. Even if the fog has now become a precarious safe area, this two-story building is still an outstanding place.

The reason why Lu Shaozhen was able to settle down in this place was because his father, as a soldier, made great contributions to the stability of the safe area. Therefore, people were grateful and allowed the young Lu Shaozhen to live in this relatively comfortable residence.

He still remembers the scene when his father left.

"Shaozhen, you live well in the safe area. Although the living environment in the alley is not as good as the heavenly era before the disaster, at least there is no risk of life. If you wait for me to come back here, I will bring you delicious and fun things. How about it, tell your father if you have any special wishes."

There was a faint wave rippling on his father's tough face. The nine-year-old Lu Shaozhen watched his father, who was usually serious, show an uncontrollable warmth. He had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I don't want anything, I want dad." Perhaps I have been born with a keenness since I was a child. When Xiao Lu Shaozhen saw the tenderness of the iron man, she always felt that something was about to happen. "Today is my birthday. Dad, are you leaving me?"

My father showed unbearableness. He gently touched Xiao Lu Shaozhen's head and sighed slightly, "Why can you get rid of the life and death of the family and country? You are still young and don't understand. When you are old, you will understand your father. You can't spend all day with you on your birthday this year. There is a sweet cake here, which is your birthday gift."

Sweet cake is Xiao Lu Shaozhen's favorite pastry, but it is rare to be able to fill the stomach in a disaster era. How can you expect such a good product to enjoy? Therefore, this blueberry-flavored cake covered with purple jam seemed particularly heavy in his hands.

Of course, knowing Jingui naturally knows compassion. Lu Shaozhen knew that his father must have paid a lot of money to buy it from the black market, but at the same time, he felt another layer of meaning carried on this cake.

My father was a tough guy, and his thick arms seemed to be able to lift the entire sky. As long as he was bent on his arms, he could not be afraid of any wind and rain. I still remember that when my father fled to Wudu as a person in distress, they were discriminated against. Now Lu Shaozhen can understand this phenomenon, because if he could not discriminate against outsiders, the safe area would sooner or later be crowded. When everyone was like a seedling in the ground, riots would be inevitable, and the safe area would collapse.

Therefore, when he first came, his father kept endured the beatings of hooligans in order not to cause trouble. The role of his muscles that clearly contain huge power was to bear the attack of wooden sticks and iron rods. In this way, under extreme patience, they obtained a land of standing cone.

However, the change of things happened that afternoon. Lu Shaozhen trembled under the cramped and wet corner of the wall and looked at the young people around her with grim smiles gradually coming over. In order to do something, his father asked Lu Shaozhen to wait for him to come back, so he was stared at by the young people like a lamb to be slaughtered.

These young people are of very bad quality and do everything they can to deceive and cheat. However, their behavior towards Lu Shaozhenfu and his son was in line with the wishes of most people in Wudu, so no one would stand up and say justice.

"Boy, you and your stray dog-like father quickly get out of the fog! Otherwise, as the implementers of the fog justice, we must use force to conduct a sacred judgment on you!" A young man's smile was mixed with a bit of madness. Although he tried his best to make his voice seem dull, the cruelty behind it could not be hidden.

The figures of the young people were like demons covering the thin little Lu Shaozhen. The high swelling of his face had already filled his young heart with fear. He was so scared.

Just as the young people wanted to continue persecution of Lu Shaozhen, a majestic figure appeared at the door of the alley!

My father's figure was like a dragon slayer in the fog. He ran to the dragon's nest with his sword, and his courage to die was trembling with his enemies.

"Yohe? The stray dog ​​is back? Your dog son is in our hands. If you want him, hurry up and call us grandpa, and then roll the bed and roll out the fog!"

My father's anger was surging. For the first time, Lu Shaozhen knew that his father was so capable of fighting, fist-to-fist, and was as strong as a tiger in the mountains. He was as strong as a monkey in the mountains! Those gangsters were no match for his father at all, and his father left them on the ground without any effort!

It turns out that my father is not really cowardly, but he does something and does not. In order to have a place to survive, he can make himself suffer great grievances, but if he dares to touch his child, he will be touching the dragon and rebelling scales and will never give up!

The young Lu Shaozhen secretly saw this scene from the gap in his arms, and suddenly felt like she was not breaking the barrier in his heart. He looked at his father's still angry expression, and the hero's dream was taking root and sprouting!

Lu Shaozhen sighed slightly when he thought of these, but then suddenly realized a problem, that is, in real life, he had no concept of father image at all, because according to grandfather, his father disappeared after he was born. But there are such memories in the mirror world. Can these memories be said to be illusory and non-existent at all?
Chapter completed!