The days we traveled with Mikasa

2,

"It's here." Mikasa's father took Mikasa to a door face, and he leaned over and beckoned to Chen Qing not far away, "Come on Chen Qing."

Chen Qing walked over. He told Mikasa's father his name on the road just now, and Mikasa's father was surprised that he did not have a surname.

The Chinese name seems to foreigners to be without a surname...

Chen Qing thought helplessly, but he couldn't make up an unnecessarily surname.

When he first arrives, his words and deeds may touch the taboos of the world, even with a probability of one in ten thousand, so he must be more careful.

"Mr. Ackerman, you and Mikasa go to work, I can go in by myself." Chen Qing walked to Mikasa's father and raised his head and said to him.

"Don't be so polite, I have acquaintances inside, which can help you save a lot of steps," Mikasa's father said with a smile. He liked the calm and calm boy in front of him very much. "Also, don't be so polite. My name is Luther. Ackerman, just call me Uncle Luther."

"Then...thank you, Uncle Luther?" Chen Qing was not hypocritical, but followed Luther in.

Luther took Chen Qing to the table of a military policeman and sat down.

"Yo! Isn't this Mr. Ackerman, what's the matter with you?" The military policeman who was sleeping on the table with the tripod heard the sound and stood up immediately.

Luther shook hands with the military police and said with a smile: "Don't be so polite, Rick, I just ran into a little boy whose parents were...just here today, so I brought him to register his identity."

Luther made a concealed action of "being eaten". Although he had avoided Chen Qing, he was still observed by Chen Qing. Chen Qing felt warm when he saw Luther consider his feelings in this way.

"Ah, is that so?" The military police looked at Chen Qing with some pity in his eyes, "No problem, just answer a few questions."

"That's it, Lake, I have something to do with Mikasa, Chen Qing will ask you!" Luther took Mikasa to the door and shook his hands towards the big, one and the small in the house.

Mikasa still wanted to stop and say something to Chen Qing, but Luther seemed to be in a hurry and hurriedly left with her hand.

"Boy, what's your name?" Lek touched Chen Qing's head and asked.

Chen Qing forcibly stopped his attempt to break his wrist and sat in a chair: "My name is Chen Qing."

"Well, okay, Chen Qing... Chen Qing what? What about your last name?" Rick wrote in the notebook on the table.

"I don't have a surname." Chen Qing replied.

Lake frowned and said, "My child, I understand your mood. It's really uncomfortable for your parents to leave, but you have to cooperate with my work and don't make trouble."

"But I really don't have a surname..." Chen Qing said helplessly, "You said you want to work together, so I didn't make up one casually."

"Then it's not easy..." Lake scratched his head. "Well... you were brought by Luther, so you can just follow his last name, Chen Qing Ackerman? It sounds good too. ."

"This is the only way." Chen Qing nodded.

"So where are you from? I'm asking about your hometown." Leike asked again after finishing Chen Qing's name.

Chen Qing curled his lips: "Forget it, just write where it is."

"What a tricky kid..." Rick patted his forehead and wrote Shiganshina District in the column of hometown.

"What about age?"

"...Nine years old."

"Do you hesitate about this?"

"Hurrying for too long, a little forgotten."

"date of birth?"

"September 15"

"I remember it very clearly."

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Then there was no problem, Chen Qing quickly completed the registration and obtained the identity certificate.

He thanked Lake and walked out of the house.

The sudden brightening of the light in front of his eyes made his eyes feel sore, and he quickly blocked the sunlight with his arm.

But the next second he felt the surrounding sky spinning, and then his eyes went dark, falling to the ground and fainted.

......

In the boundless silence and darkness, he had another very long dream. At the end of the dream, he saw the scene of his parents being eaten again, but this time before he rushed up, a flame of fire turned the scene before him. Burned out, it was a white spark.

"This... a familiar breath..." Chen Qing rushed forward to catch the fire, but he caught a hole and lost his balance.

"!"

Chen Qing was awakened. He found that he was lying on a neat bed with a soft quilt covering his body, while his right hand was stretched upwards, maintaining a "grabbing" position.

A burst of fragrance penetrated his nose.

Looking sideways, there is a vase on the bedside table, and there are a few flowers in the vase. The delicate petals are condensed with dew, as if they are telling the beauty of life.

A little further away was a window, and the door was opening at this time, and the breeze stirred the curtains like gauze, around the stamens, bringing the fragrance to Chen Qing's nose.

"Fuck...Fuck..."

Tears gushed from his eyes, running down the corners of his eyes, moistening the white pillow towel.

"Is this heaven..."

It’s a bit funny to say, but the early morning scene of an ordinary farmhouse made Chen Qing shed tears, but who knew that five years of hell-like life had crushed the hope in his heart long ago, and the beauty in front of him made him feel a sense of beauty. Unreality.

He gently lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed. He was afraid that if he moved a little bit more, he would break all this and return to the hell that made him fearful.

"Chen Qing, are you awake... Huh? Why are you crying..."

Luther heard the movement in the room, so he put down his work and pushed the door and walked in.

"Well, did I cry..." Chen Qing heard the words and touched the corner of his eye with his hand. As expected, it was wet, "Sorry, I don't know what's wrong, suddenly..."

"It's okay kid," Luther smiled, "Is it reminded of bad memories again? Don't worry, it's safe here and there won't be giants."

Chen Qing raised his head and rubbed his somewhat messy hair: "Thank you, Uncle Luther."

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