sinovels Chapter 33 The first knife
Chapter 33 The first knife
【I could have endured the darkness if I hadn't seen the sun. 】
"I...why?" Oda looked at the person in front of him, suddenly flinched from his aura and was overwhelmed by his grief. He backed up, but was blocked by the tree trunk behind him, and then burned with panicked anger heart.
"Why are you looking at me like this? Why!" The red-eyed ghost leaning on the tree trunk was enraged.
"Put your eyes away! Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am?!" He straightened up, holding the handle of the knife and walked towards Hong Jiaodong quickly, and he was finally irritated.
"I'm Oda! Who do you think I am, Sanada Shinzo? So what if I am not?" The red-eyed ghost walked quickly with murderous intent. He drew his sword, and the snow-white blade chopped off the incoming ice , he rushed forward with the knife in his hand, and in an instant came to Hong Jiaodong, drew out the scabbard with his left hand and swept across, attacking the boy's abdomen.
"Do you think you know me well? What do you think, let me guess?" He knocked Hong Jiaodong to the ground, suppressed his resistance, twisted his hands, and lowered them gently by his ears, Like a poisonous snake breathing towards its prey, analyzing the ulterior secrets in his heart.
"Do you think I'm Sanada Shinzo who was brainwashed by the enemy alliance? Or was my memory tampered with?" He whispered the young man's voice in Hong Jiao Dong's ear, and the hidden malice in it was like turbulent mud.
"Do you think I'm kind and righteous? Do you think you can move me to leave the enemy's alliance?" He stared into Hong's scorching eyes, mocking his innocence and his hope.
"Don't be delusional." He turned cold, his eyes full of disgust and cruelty.
"No one can influence my decision anymore." The ghostly eyes with red pupils were full of arrogance, "The law is not good, the morality is not good, even if it is a god."
Then he suddenly smiled, as if he was a prisoner who managed to escape from prison and was freed. His eyes were suddenly full of hope, full of emotion, and full of the wind of freedom.
"No one can decide my existence." He said softly.
Hong Jiaodong looked at Oda, opened his mouth but suddenly didn't know what to say.Everything is beyond his cognition, is this person in front of him really Sanada Shinzo?If so, then why did he exude such relief of relief?And why is the repressed grief still lingering around me after gaining freedom?
have no idea.Hong Jiaodong remembered the question Tsukachi police officer asked him before, would Sanada Shinzo rebel?Does he really know that person?
have no idea.Hong Jiaodong remembered what he had heard from his father. All the information about Sanada Shinzo was forged, that is to say, no one knew where he came from, and no one knew everything about his past.
Perhaps even the name Sanada Shinzo is fake.Hong Jiaodong smiled wryly, it was the first time he realized that people can be cruel to this extent, and cruel to this heartbreaking point.
"Who the hell are you?" He could only yearn for hope and the truth from the person in front of him.
"Who the hell is Sanada Shinzo?" Who is that person I know?
However, all he got was the opposite party opened his mouth, but he had to wait for a long time and let go of his hand suddenly.
"Let's go," he heard the red-eyed ghost whisper softly, "Let's go, your companion is here."
Boom - There was a huge sound in the distance, the trees were broken and destroyed, mixed with familiar human voices.
"Please, give me some light!" Izuku Midori's voice came, approaching them.
"Let's go," Oda turned around, the papaya pattern on the back of the kimono was clearly visible, "I should go too." He went into the dense forest without looking back.
"Wait!" Hong Jiaodong wanted to stop him, "Who the hell are you!"
The figure in the depths of the dense forest suddenly paused, and then slowly turned around. His red eyes were thickly colored in the darkness. He was in the darkness, surrounded by darkness, leaving only a pair of eyes with a lonely expression.
"Be careful with the magician." He didn't answer Hong Jiaodong's question until the end, leaving only a reminder but couldn't find his trace again.
Why don't you tell me?Hong Jiaodong didn't understand.Why don't you tell me who you really are?Your past, your name, the reason why you didn't come back, the reason why you became what you are today, the exhaustion of spending thousands of years in hell overnight.
Obviously just tell me, and I will defend you.
Obviously as long as you tell me, then I will reach out to you.
Obviously as long as you tell me, then I will.
Who are you, why are you here, and why are you here.
Hong Jiaodong didn't know, and couldn't think clearly, his thoughts were interrupted, and his doubts could only become permanent doubts.He turned his head and saw the rampaging Tone Yam and the shouting Midoriya Izuku, he stretched out his hand, and the dazzling fire flashed in the dense forest.
Now he has other things to do, other important things, time will not pity him, give him more to make him sad.He still had to move forward, while turning his head to look at the black-haired boy standing behind him in the darkness, while being pushed forward by fate, he was getting farther and farther away from him.what to do?He suddenly didn't know.
"Green Valley," Hong Jiaodong said, "I saw Sanada just now."
"Eh? Sanada?" Izuku Midoriya was shocked by the sudden news.
"Why...Sanada-san is here?" He became panicked because he realized that if Sanada Shinzo showed up but didn't stay, it meant that Sanada Shinzo might have left them.
Will it be Stein?Was he influenced by Stein to part ways with us?Green Valley Izuku guessed in panic.
"What are you going to do?" What would you do if it were you?
"Take it back..." the green-haired boy subconsciously said.
Be it rebellion or leave, coercion or voluntary.He wants to take him back again!Even if he resisted and drew his sword, he would forcefully pull that person back from the darkness!
"Take it back! I want to take my companion back!" His voice was firm, and he looked at the lamp in the distance.
"Okay." Hong Jiaodong replied.
Then take him back!Half of the young man regained his faith, even if he was rejected, even if he was hated, he would still grab the soul that was cowering and weeping in hell, drag him up, throw him into the coldest water in the world, let the water Drown his tears, let him deal with the malice in the world, let him be drowned by the sea of people.
He no longer hesitated, no longer confused, he strode forward on the road, he left the place, leaving only the cold and clammy wind blowing deep in the dense forest.
He left, left, and there was no one there.
The gravel lay quietly on the road, the evening breeze blew through the treetops, and in the shadow protected by the branches in the depths of the dense forest, fingers touched the vines.
"Alas—" the Demon King lamented in sorrow, for his inevitable tragic fate.
"Why did you come to me?" I obviously rejected you.
"Why do you insist on dragging me?" Obviously it's better to leave me alone.
Oda looked at the direction of Hong Jiaodong's departure through the branches. The wide road full of moonlight was flat and straight. Many people passed by on that road. Many people passed by and then forgot. Pass.
Maybe he once walked on that road, walking side by side with that person named Hong Jiaodong.
Perhaps he was once a dazzling existence on that road, with his head held high and his chest full of confidence.
Oda suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the road that Hong Jiao had walked on, he stretched out his hand stubbornly, his fingers were scratched by the sharp leaves, his arms were pulled by twisted vines, and his feet were dragged into the mud. The swamp, his eyes shaded by the shadows of the leaves.
"No." Don't touch that path.
The red-eyed ghost has long understood that an invisible barrier has separated him from the bright human road.He is a corpse destined to live among the rotting leaves among the vines, he is a ghost destined to listen to death on the underside of leaves, he is destined to stay in hell, quiet and peaceful, hopeless and hopeless , without desire and without belief.
He understands that he is not there, he understands that only he will accompany him.
But why?He doesn't understand.
Why can't I take my hand back, and continue to reach out to the road that can't belong to me?
Why can't I close my eyes, but I still stubbornly long for the road that I can only look at?
Why do I have a heartbroken heart, and I still want to covet the starry brocade irrationally like a vicious dog?
"why?"
Why did I become so cowardly, why did I become so ugly, why did I crave handouts like a beggar, why do I still make that heart beat now.
Oda didn't understand.
What on earth tempted my indifferent heart.
What is confusing my rational brain.
What on earth shook my dead eyes.
He wavers in the dark, questioning himself, torturing his soul.He was frightened, flustered, horrified.
He felt himself turned into a drooling, hungry, ugly dog.
He felt himself turned into a beetle with pustules eating moldy bread.
His teeth trembled with fear and made a harsh grinding sound, and he was surrounded by cold, as if falling into an ice cellar.
He trembled with fear, until the soaring flames ignited from a distance!
The fire spirals up to light everything in the dark!With whistling insolence!With hope that burns everything!Everything it destroys is rotten!With the good hope it brings!
The soaring flames illuminated the sky and the earth, and also illuminated him in the dense forest.
Oda looked at the burning flame, which was the most familiar and strange thing to him.
"It's fire." Suddenly he was no longer frightened and panicked, and suddenly his mind was as calm as water.
He is a child in his mother's arms, a traveler who sleeps peacefully by the campfire.
He is a soul striding forward under the light of fire.
The author has something to say: update today! hhhhh I read your comments and think it’s true that I am the devil 23333 (Pi’s wave is very happy:)
Ah, this is a serious update, today Amway hates the upright Oda boy!I obviously feel that hell is not good at all, but I still have to pretend that I am good to stay there, I like it, I always like it, I don’t want it, I still have to pretend to be reluctant to reject others www (bushi)
Well, probably because my heart is too sensitive, I am embarrassed to trouble others?
Ah... kinda cute, think ☆!
【I could have endured the darkness if I hadn't seen the sun. 】From American poetess Emily Dickins, translated by Jiang Feng.
This chapter is Mr. Hong decided to shoot (?) his lover, and Oda confirmed that the hentai of Shigaraki had tampered with his memory, and realized that he had changed (seeing the sun), so he was dealing with himself and In the confusion of Sanada Shinzo's relationship (I always felt that I could not live in the light like him) there was more firmness (discovering my inner yearning for the light).
The purpose of this chapter is to tell everyone that although we sometimes fall into despair, feel that our fate is so bad, hate everything in grief, and feel that we cannot escape the huge shackles formed by this society, even if we are kidnapped by despair , oppressed and bound, our hearts still yearn for the light of the sun, just like in the cold real world, we will still be moved by the little heroes.
So don't give up on yourself when you feel hopeless, because the night will eventually pass, and the soul embracing the light will see the warm sun one day.
Although I can't bear the darkness after seeing the sun and have to struggle towards the light, it is precisely because I have seen the light that I have the sun in my heart that I can struggle forward in the dark, and after going through all kinds of hardships and thorns, I can lie on my mother's shoulders. Sleep peacefully on your lap.
The Sun is both a goal and a motivator.I also hope that each of you can walk a path amidst the thorns with the sun in your heart in the face of difficulties in life.
Hope you like it! (How did I say such positive things?)