Endless Debt.

Chapter 523 Unfamiliar Memories

Burrog moved to the side to make room for Aimu, and the two sat at the rear of the car, swinging their legs like children, watching the train leave behind the gravel and dust before disappearing.

Ever since meeting the astronauts, Bologo can be sure that the "previous life" is not as simple as he thought, and his time travel is inextricably linked with the devil.

From Burogo's perspective, he regards his "previous life" as another world. He seems to have crossed the barrier of the world under the power of the devil, arrived at the current world, and was reborn here.

"In the beginning, my life was very ordinary, just like everyone else."

Bologo hid the part about his "previous life", this kind of thing he didn't understand, so it's better not to tell others, and then he told Amyu about Bologo Lazarus' life from the beginning.

"According to the current geographical division, I was born in an inconspicuous remote town within the territory of the Rhineland Confederation.

That small town is really inconspicuous, and its location is not marked on many maps. The children who left home can only find their way home by their memories. "

Talking about this, Bologo's voice became softer, he leaned back, put his hands on the ground, and raised his head halfway.

"Beside the small town, there is a forest full of redwood trees. They are densely packed together, and the dense leaves cover all the light. Even in the daytime, in the depths of the forest, it is still as dark as night. .

The small town didn't have a name. Because of the redwood forest, people called it Redwood Town over time. Redwood Town is very small, and usually it doesn't take long to walk around the town.

Adjacent to the forest, most of the people in the town work as lumberjacks, laboriously cutting down the trees, and then wait for the merchants to come and transport them out of the town in exchange for money. "

Aimu retracted her legs, tucked her knees and sat beside Burrog, listening attentively.

"Just like everyone else in the town, my father is also a logger. He goes out in the morning and comes back in the evening. He is very tired every day."

When mentioning these, Burlogo felt that his memory was a little fuzzy, followed by an indelible sense of strangeness.

"Don't look at him as a lumberjack, but he is not strong, he looks a little thin, but with such a thin body, he can swing a heavy ax and chop down huge redwoods. People say that he is like A bar of forged iron.

My mother has always been in poor health, so she didn't go out to work, but took care of things at home. She likes to knit clothes when she is resting. She is a half-tailor, and she makes all the clothes at home. "

Burrog recalled blankly.

"I was born into such a family.

I was a bit precocious, and I was very different from my peers when I was young. When my peers were chasing and fighting, I was learning to read. When they couldn’t even write basic characters, I already had the ability to read most books. "

Burrog couldn't help but be precocious, he was born with the memory of "past life", and that heavy burden made Burrog incompatible with everything in Sequoia Town.

In order to find out all this, the young Bologo worked hard to learn knowledge related to this world, trying to find some clues.

"Maybe it's my precocious relationship, my family is not very good at getting along with me, in their words... I don't look like a child.

Likewise, the town kids were afraid of me and said I was a freak. "

Burrog was silent for a while, and laughed at himself, "Maybe I'm really a freak."

"Some of them bullied me because they were physically stronger than me. Sometimes I could escape, but sometimes I would be blocked and beaten."

Amyu was surprised, she had never expected that Burlogo would have such a past, and just wanted to comfort Burlogo, but Burlogo said something that shocked her even more.

"I don't have any thoughts about it, just treat it as a child's naughtiness, I am not interested in haggling with a group of children, that would be too inappropriate.

But people's patience is limited, they bullied me too many times, I realized it was time to teach them a lesson.

One day, as usual, they came after me, and I deliberately led them into the depths of the forest, and when it was completely dark, they began to fear. "

Bologo's expression was subtle, as if he was enjoying his own memories, "Even a strong body is not as hard as a stone. I grabbed a stone and smashed their heads to bleed."

"Of course, there will be a lot of trouble afterwards. Fortunately, they don't dare to mess with me anymore, and the people in the town are even more afraid of me."

Burrogo smiled helplessly, "But my parents still love me, knowing that I like reading books, my father often asks businessmen from the outside world to bring all kinds of books, although he and my mother are neither Literacy."

When mentioning these, Burlogo remembered an interesting thing, "My father was also deceived several times by businessmen who said that the books were related to history, but in fact they were some newspapers and periodicals cut together."

"My life before joining the army was probably like this. I read books, studied, and helped the family when I had nothing to do. The monotonous days were repeated day by day."

Burlogo asked, "It's boring, isn't it? It's not like the life I should have."

"But life is like this, and monotony and boredom are the main theme," Amyu said. "Thrillers like us are the real freaks."

Burrog laughed.

Amyu took a deep breath, and she said nervously, "Bologo, actually... your childhood was bad, didn't you?"

"Why do you say that?"

"When you mentioned your parents, you emphasized that they loved you very much, but your expression was very rigid, as if you were telling a story about a stranger."

Amyu said, "I know you won't lie to me, so this is not a lie, but your true emotions are like this."

Burrog fell silent, staring blankly at the rails below him, which continued to stretch until they disappeared from sight.

This silence lasted for a long time, and even Amy felt that he had said something wrong and was about to apologize.

"When I was young, for a long time, I had a strong sense of strangeness and resistance to my parents and even the world."

Burrogo tried to confess to his heart, "I don't belong to this world."

"Interestingly, I can also feel the same emotion from my parents. They love me very much, but they also have a sense of strangeness to me. We seldom talk heart-to-heart, and we seldom have deep communication. Even blood Connected, still maintaining a sense of distance.

We are more like close friends than family members, but no matter how close we are, we always keep a safe distance. "

Burogo understood that it was his "previous life" that was affecting him at that time. "Past life" kept reminding himself that this was not his own world, and to this world, he was a complete stranger.

As for the parents...

Burrog didn't want to think too deeply about those things... No matter what he thought of them, they were his parents.

In any case, this is an indisputable fact.

"To be honest, I can't remember what they looked like. It may have been too long."

Bologo tried hard to recall, but there was only a vague picture in his mind, including the memory of the year.

"My life is a bit too fragmented, and I even have a feeling that the me before joining the army is not the real me, but a beautiful dream, a confused hallucination."

"I've had similar feelings," Amyau said.

"I always dream of another me, of her life...I later found out that it was Alice, the echo left by her soul."

"It sounds really similar," Burlogo continued, "I've been in the dark prison for a long time, and Guan's brain is not working. I've told you so much. In fact, it's all about my life in the army. Remembered."

Burrog suspected that Guangzhuo had burned his own brain.

"No matter how detailed it is, I can't remember it, just like the dream that quickly faded in my mind after waking up, leaving only a few traces for memory."

Ai Miao joked, "Maybe it was really a dream?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you are the debtor, it is not surprising that any strange things happen to the debtor. After all, it comes from the evil taste of the devil," Amyu thought, "You also said that you can't remember the content of the transaction."

Burrog didn't speak, and his dull thoughts turned rapidly. He continued to think about Amy's joke, but he was interrupted by Amy after a few turns.

Ai Miao asked, "After you got out of prison, did you go home and have a look?"

"No, like I said, the place where I was born is a remote town, and there are few marks on the map. In the official records of the Rhineland League, there is no such place as Sequoia Town."

Burlogo seems to be telling a fairy tale, "Children who leave home can only rely on memories to find their way home... I can't remember these, let alone 67 years later, everything has changed, maybe that The endless redwood forest has long been turned into a reclaimed field."

"As for my parents..."

Burrog paused for a moment, then said, "I try not to think about these things."

Amy watched Burrog's expression, he was still indifferent and indifferent, but this time Burrog's eyes were full of sadness.

She understands that 67 years is a short moment for the undead, but for humans, this may be their lifetime.

Some things do not need to think too clearly.

Amyu comforted, "I think Lazarus and his wife will bless you."

Burrog said in a low voice, "The Lazarus and his wife?"

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, my parents' surname is not Lazarus, they don't have a surname."

Amyu was a little puzzled. She learned from the book that because of different regional cultures, some people do not have a surname, but it is obvious that Bologo has a surname, this strange Lazarus.

Burrog patted his cheek hard to wake himself up.

"My parents are both war orphans, without a family, illiterate, let alone a name."

"When I knew this, I was very surprised. I wondered how they came up with such a name for me."

Burrog recalled those strange days.

"My parents said they didn't get my name but a friend of theirs did it for me."

Burrog muttered his name under his breath.

"Bologo Lazarus."

(End of this chapter)