Superman's Ending Manual

The two of them walked in the small park where they often played when they were children, and stopped in front of the swings. The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow falls on the sand under your feet, shining brightly.

Ke Mingye looked down at the soft sand for a while, grabbed the rope of the swing, and looked sideways at Bai Zini: "So why did you come all the way to this place?"

Bai Zini sat on the swing on the other side and asked calmly: "Before they come, I want you to stay with me for a while, can't you?"

"Okay." Ke Mingye said.

The two of them looked up at the little boy and girl playing in the park, as if they saw themselves when they were children.

They all slightly raised the corners of their mouths and couldn't help laughing twice.

"You always bullied me when you were little," Bai Zini said.

"Is there any?"

"Yes, just like that little kid, he threw the sand on me and climbed onto the slide. I didn't dare to go up, so I could only watch from below."

"You seemed to have asked me to come down quickly at that time, because you were afraid that I would fall and get hurt."

"Yeah... I was so stupid when I was a kid. I was bullied and still thinking about you."

"It's such a small thing, so don't come after me for debt." Ke Mingye said lightly.

"Speaking of my childhood, I always feel... you have changed a bit recently." Bai Zini said suddenly.

"Why?" Ke Mingye looked sideways at her.

"I don't know, it's like intuition." Bai Zini shook her head, "But when Xiaoling and I talked about it, she told me that she felt that you hadn't changed."

"Why?"

Ke Mingye lowered his head and continued to ask without meeting her eyes.

"She said that you were like this before. Whenever you could get closer to others, you would always subconsciously pull away." Bai Zini said, "She also said... that is the look of someone who is afraid of being abandoned. "

Ke Mingye shrugged and said disapprovingly: "I have nothing to be afraid of."

"She said that you often worry that you will be abandoned again like you were when you were a child, so in order to prevent yourself from getting hurt, you are mentally prepared to be abandoned and keep distance from your family."

Ke Mingye was silent.

"Is there any?" he asked.

"I don't know." Bai Zini said, turning to stare at him, "Is there any?"

Ke Mingye was silent for a while.

He thought to himself that he might be just like what Bai Ziling said. In this aspect alone, he was indeed very similar to the Ke Mingye from before.

It's just that Ke Mingye was afraid of being abandoned like he was when he was a child, so he kept a distance from the people around him, hoping that he would be less hurt when he was abandoned.

He is different. He knows that he is not Ke Mingye at all, and he will even have to draw a sword against these people around him one day, so he can only try to pull away and pull away as much as possible, and try not to let himself have any negative feelings towards them. emotion.

Otherwise, when that day comes, he will be unable to take action.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly said: "I'm quite scared sometimes."

"What?"

Ke Mingye swung on the swing, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "I'm very afraid that you know what kind of person I am, and then you will hate me and alienate me. Then I was thinking. Since there is a possibility of being hated, Then I might as well not approach you in the first place.”

Bai Zini listened quietly and remained silent.

"I'm actually very timid."

"I know." she said.

"You know," Ke Mingye touched his head, "I talk so much after wearing that mask, but it's actually just because I'm scared. Thinking that I'm going to die makes me tremble with fear."

"I know, so I ask you not to be brave."

"But even you are trying to be tough. I am also your brother after all, so I'm just trying to be tough if you want."

"I didn't want to see you go home injured, so that's why you became a magical girl."

"I know, but..."

"But what?"

"I don't want to see my sister secretly crying alone." Ke Mingye said, "A few years ago...your friend died. You were very sad and killed the ghost-hand Buddha. The blood... flowed across a building. Everyone is scolding you, saying that you are a witch, saying that you are a monster, saying that you are not worthy of being a magical girl, saying that you should be locked up in a lunatic asylum and not come out to harm society..."

"You know, I didn't know until now...why you knocked on my door in the middle of the night that night."

"The door kept ringing at that time. You knocked very softly and said...brother, can you stay with me?"

He paused and his voice was a little hoarse: "But I was very sleepy at that time. I didn't know anything. I just asked you to go away impatiently and stop knocking on the door so late. Then I buried myself in sleep and left you alone. Throw it outside the door."

"When I woke up the next morning, I found... you squatting outside my room, leaning against the door, sleeping with your head buried in your knees, but at that time I was still laughing at you, saying you were mentally ill."

Ke Mingye took a gulp of water and was silent for a long time.

He continued: "You know, now I know what happened that day. I don't even dare to try to think about... what was going on in your mind when you knocked on my door that night..."

"You... must have been very scared at that time."

"Obviously you needed me very much at that time, but I didn't know anything. I didn't know what my sister was thinking about sleeping alone outside my room and knocking on the door softly for a long time."

Having said this, he took a gentle breath of the dusk air, which pierced his heart like a sharp sword.

At the last second before dusk passed, he opened his mouth and spoke the last words.

"I'm sorry, I'm such a useless brother. You obviously need me very much...but I didn't stand on your side."

The words fell, but there was no response. Only the sounds of children playing in the park could be heard.

Ke Mingye lowered his head, not daring to look at the person next to him. He just raised his eyes and watched the boy on the sand approaching the crying girl and holding her hand.

The two small figures walked out of the park and disappeared into the afterglow.

Bai Zini was silent for a long time with her head lowered, then she tilted her cheek slightly, tears falling silently from her face.

She opened her mouth slightly: "It would be nice if you opened the door at that time. I have been thinking that you will definitely come to me. I have been waiting for you outside the door for a long time... a long time."

"But I didn't."

"I'm so disappointed."

"I know."

"So disappointed, so disappointed."

"I know."

"I also thought about how I might as well pretend that you are not here from now on."

"Um."

"But I still waited for you outside for a long time."

"sorry."

"I forgive you."

"Really?"

"Well...I forgive you."

Dusk gradually faded, and the night enveloped the park like a curtain. The figure on the swing on the left slightly tilted his body and leaned his head on the other person's shoulder.

Half an hour later, in the Huanjing C549 subway.

Cold-toned light shrouded every pale face, and the subway during off-duty hours was always lifeless. Everyone fell down on their seats as if relieved.

Ke Mingye sat on his seat, with light and shadow mottled on the window. Bai Zini leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep. The tip of her nose was red, and her breath gently patted his neck, like a stick of wheat tickling the skin.

He turned his head silently and looked at the face reflected in the window of the carriage. It was such a strange face, it must be a stranger.

"Think sketch..."

He thought softly in his heart, and then a blank panel appeared in front of him.

He lowered his tired eyes, and following his thoughts, messy handwriting continued to appear on the blank sketch, just like a fascinated person scribbling on a blank notebook.

The words are constantly derived and piled together in a messy manner.

"Speaking of which...

"I almost forgot who I am...

"Who is it?

"Yes, just like this boy.

"My name is also Ke Mingye.

"19 years old, college student, majoring in culture, likes reading.

"I had no family, not one. The kids in the orphanage hated me. They said I was a nerd and they threw library books at me.

"I have always wanted and wanted to have a family. If possible, I want to have my parents with me. If possible, I want to have an older brother and a sister. If possible, I also want to have a younger sister. I have a younger brother. Everything I want is available here. I am very happy here and everyone is surrounding me.

“Finally not alone anymore.

"I'm happy here, but they all want to kill me. I'm just a... thief, a robber who took this boy's family and wallowed in it with self-righteousness, as if... as if I really was Same as Ke Mingye.

"Disgusting...

"Disgusting...makes me...want to tear myself...in half.

"Can anyone hear me...

"Who can I tell the truth to? To the players, or to my family? At the end of the day... can I be on either side, uh, can't I fit in on either side?

"If I die like this...will anyone remember me?

"It's not me they remember...

"Every family member remembers, not me, but the person who was killed by me... I am just pretending to be him, and everything I get is fake."

"College student, majoring in culture, likes reading."

"College student, majoring in culture, likes reading."

"College student, Department of Culture..."

"College student..."

"College student..."

"like……"

"Be alone."

"Ke Mingye..."

"High school student..."

"16 years old..."

Ke Mingye looked at the text piled with sketches, gently raised his palm, and looked at it tiredly.

"I've almost forgotten who I am."

"I'm just lying to myself. I have no family at all. They don't care about me at all. They didn't care about me from the beginning. They only care about the person I play."

"My name is Ke Mingye. I am 19 years old. I am a murderer. I killed a 16-year-old boy with the same name as me. I tried to kill all his relatives, everyone... who loved him."

"My name is Ke Mingye. I am 19 years old. I am a person who must kill his family."

"No one cares about me. Once I'm found out, I'm going to die. They just want to kill me. They don't love me at all. They're not my family."

Ke Mingye's eyes were obscured by hanging strands of hair. He opened his mouth slightly, as if shouting silently, and words were still appearing on the messy sketch.

"Do I have to apologize to the person whose body I took away?"

"Then what can I say to him... I think there is no one in this world who understands him better than me. No one... understands him better than me, but I am the one who killed him."

"Then what should I say? What should I say to the boy I killed, that I took away your life, your family, and everything you had..."

"Should I say to him, 'I'm sorry, I'm here to kill your family, I can only kill them'?"

"I still have to say to him...'Thank you for letting me feel what it's like to have a family. For the first time, someone is willing to lean on my shoulders.'"

The back of Ke Mingye's head was pressed against the car window, and the vision in his right eye gradually became blurry. He stared blankly at the blank ceiling. The cold-colored light tubes seemed to be swaying in front of him, and the brightly lit subway turned into a halo.

"Brother, are you okay?" The voice from his ear interrupted his thoughts.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Zini did not raise her head, but lowered her eyes and leaned on his shoulder, "You are crying...even though you only have one eye."

"It's just eye allergies..." Ke Mingye said, gently rubbing his eyes with his hands, "It's okay, just keep sleeping, we're not home yet."

"Are you really okay?" Bai Zini leaned on his shoulder and continued to ask.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Zini was silent for a long time and whispered: "You asked me this morning. It was the first time I felt that you were so nice. It was immediately obvious that I was in a bad mood. You were not like this before. You were always alone. Dad always He told me not to let my brother feel like he was an adopted child. He told me to be nice to you."

"Then you've been clinging to me because dad said that?"

"No." Bai Zini said, "I didn't like you at first, but then I discovered that you are actually very lonely and confused, but you are very kind and know how to feed the puppies and kittens on the roadside. In fact, you are more caring than anyone else. Caring about your family. Although you always act impatient with me, I know you care about me."

"Then do you think I've become weird recently?"

"No, he's still the same brother as before, but he's become better... You start to care about me, you ask me if I'm in a bad mood, you come over to me, you touch my head, you consider me. What are you thinking about? Although I still pull away sometimes, at least I’m not clinging to you unilaterally.”

Ke Mingye curled his lips downwards, wondering if he was smiling.

"I'm actually very tired all the time," he said.

"I know you are very tired. It has always been difficult for you to integrate into this family. Your personality is awkward and withdrawn. You can only pretend to not care about us and hide in your room alone...so I’ve been knocking on your door so hard, hoping that one day you can tell me what’s on your mind like you did today.”

"Is that so..."

"When I was a kid, the teacher asked me on the paper what kind of person I wanted to be in the future." Bai Zini smiled, "I said I wanted to be a magical girl and pick up a magic wand to protect my brother. All the children in the classroom were laughing at me. Okay. Too much..."

"You are so naive. If they don't laugh at you, who will they laugh at..."

Ke Mingye tried his best to make a mocking tone as usual and spoke hoarsely.

"The world is so chaotic, and so many people die every day. I can't guarantee whether I will always be by your side, so at that time I really wanted to protect my brother. It was a bit childish to do so."

"Why can't your brother protect you?" Ke Mingye said tiredly, looking down at her cheek.

"I will no longer be a magical girl, so...will you protect me?" Bai Zini said softly, "Just like...I protect you."

"I……"

Ke Mingye was startled.

"I……"

He lowered his head slightly and repeated the same word.

"I can……"

On the thought sketch spread out in front of me, the words were beating wildly.

I can

I will, kill you, I will kill you, kill you, delete you, kill you. Where can I work with Shanda Company? Loire 3 Wei people appointed me to do something. In this era, it is even more Satanic. Kill, kill. Yes, kill.

I can

Kill.

you.

kill you kill you

Kill your whole family

Including you.

I'll reply

meeting……

Back to...

Messy text appears on the mental sketch, like a program infected with a virus, or like garbled text, constantly evolving, as if extending backwards endlessly.

Ke Mingye's face twitched slightly.

I can

The words on the sketch were twisted, and all the words "kill you" were dancing, blurring and changing in the eyes covered with tears, and finally the same words came into view.

I will protect you.

Tears flashed across the corners of Ke Mingye's eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

Whispering silently.

"I can.

protect you. "

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes turned red.

"At least it's just you...I'll let you live."

I never had a family.

At least it's only for a year. I really want to have a family.

"You are...my...family."

Ke Mingye squeezed out a few words from his throat softly.

It was obviously just a few simple words, but it seemed that I had exhausted all my strength and felt relieved.

After a moment, when he saw no response from his shoulder, he turned his head slightly to look.

Bai Zini was already asleep... Her eyes were covered by the hanging black hair, with a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, and she fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

"What on earth am I... doing?" Ke Mingye muttered to himself silently, laughing at himself.

In a daze, he suddenly froze, then slowly turned his head and looked at the car window.

What was reflected in the car window was not his face, there was a boy smiling strangely.

The subway cut out of the tunnel and emitted a deafening roar. In the silent world, Ke Mingye slowly opened his eyes.

What was reflected on the window... was the young Ke Mingye.

In his arms, he held a fire.

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