——Perform.

Su Mingan felt his heart beating like a drum, pounding, pounding, pounding, carrying Su Wensheng's painful memories into his mind, roaring with the memory spots of Liu Xuanxuan, Mingluo, and Yi Hengchuan.

"Su Xiaobai!" Shang Qi opened the door: "What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

"I'm fine." Su Ming'an calmed down his heartbeat and said, "Let's go back and eat."

When he passed by the mirror, he felt his reflection in the mirror flicker, revealing his white hair, but when he looked in the mirror, he still had dark hair.

"..." Su Mingan glanced at his normal sanity value, which had not changed for a long time.

Back at the dining table, grandma brought up a bowl of boiled shrimp: "Son, eat shrimp! Your favorite shrimp!"

Under grandma's eager eyes, Su Mingan peeled off the shrimp shells, ate one, and nodded: "It's delicious."

"You like to eat shrimps the most. You are usually busy at work, and you can only be happy when eating shrimps." The old lady muttered, helping Su Mingan peel the shrimps. Her old fingers were covered with calluses, and she babbled:

"The shrimp sellers also got black fog disease. When I went to buy shrimps, they were still staring at the TV, wondering when the special medicine would be available."

"Son, you don't have to worry too much. Now a brave child like the First Mengxunjia has stepped forward. Whether it's your wife's matter or your granddaughter's, everything will get better. You've gone home, gone home...

…”

"You like painting. I've been picking up rubbish these days and found some painting tools. Let's paint together later..."

The old woman looked at Su Mingan's unfamiliar face, and her eyes flashed with confusion for a moment, as if she was thinking whether this was her son. But she soon smiled:

"Everything will be fine, haha, the whole family will be fine..."

"Bang bang!"

There was a knock at the door.

Wang Mingming went to open the door. It was the city's law enforcement team.

"Grandma Lin, are you here?" The official knocked on the door. He was wearing a round hat, a slightly long beard, and a square face: "We have checked the surveillance. Your son came back three days ago. He entered your house. He

Not missing at all.”

The old lady woke up a little and realized that Su Mingan was not her son. She said, "No, my son didn't come back."

...If her son went home three days ago, what about the others?

The official sighed, with unbearable eyes: "We are here to award you the citizen badge of honor. Congratulations, Grandma Lin."

The old woman looked confused. She didn't know what she had done to get a medal: "What? What are you talking about? My son didn't come back."

Su Ming'an's heart trembled slightly.

"Su Xiaobai..." Shang Qi's nose moved. He was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine and has a sensitive sense of smell. He vaguely smelled a strange smell: "There is a strange smell. Come with me..."

Su Mingan followed Shang Qi into the back room, where a foul smell wafted out.

At the door, the official was still considering his words. He took out a golden medal of honor, set off by black velvet, which was particularly dazzling in the light. Only citizens who have made outstanding contributions can be awarded such a medal.

"This is a medal," the official said.

"Oh, I understand. My son went to receive the vaccine from the Ark Project before. He must have made a contribution. You awarded him a medal, right?" The old lady suddenly realized it, smiled and clapped her hands: "I will

I know that my son will definitely live up to his expectations, he is the most obedient and will not fail to come home..."

She wiped the corners of her eyes and looked at the family portrait on the wall: "My son is the best. He has been an honor student since he was a child. Has he come back with you? Let me see him quickly."

In the room, Shang Qi approached a wooden cabinet. It was a large wardrobe, and the smell wafted out from inside.

He stretched out his hand, touched the handle of the wardrobe, and looked at Su Ming'an.

"Grandma Lin, um..." At the door, the official lowered his hat, with a look of guilt and regret on his face: "This Medal of Honor is for you."

"Me? What contribution have I made! I am just an old lady!" The old woman grinned and shouted: "Where is my son? Did you hide my son? Didn't you?

Do you know my son? He has a round face, flat eyes, and a mole on the right corner of his mouth. He rarely talks and is very honest except when he goes out to work. Where has he been? "

People were silent, and the guard silently put the medal of honor on the old woman's big flowered coat, making a tiny metallic sound.

"Click." Shang Qi opened the cabinet door.

As the cabinet door opened, a corpse leaning against the cabinet door fell out.

The corpse hit the ground with a dull sound.

Shang Qi took a step back, looked at the body on the ground, and fell silent.

Su Mingan put on gloves and turned the body over, revealing the front face.

He was wearing a dusty work shirt, his trousers were stained with mud, and his shoes were cracked, which showed that he worked hard. Su Mingan looked at his face, which was that of a middle-aged man.

He has a round face, flat eyes, and a mole on the right corner of his mouth.

Black fog spots spread all over the body, and black tentacles languish around the body.

——This is a corpse in the advanced stage of black fog disease, which already shows signs of alienation. If he had not died, he would have mutated into a monster, and most of the residents would have been slaughtered.

But he died. There was a long knife mark on his chest, which should have been caused by a kitchen knife. The knife did not hit the fatal point. It should be that after the knife was cut, the man lay on the ground and bled to death. The whole process

There was no fight back, no struggle.

"Obviously, he was on the verge of alienation, but he was stabbed." Shang Qi checked the body and said in surprise: "He didn't fight back before he died... There was only his own blood at the scene. It's so strange, Black

A person in the advanced stage of fog disease has lost his mind, but he can actually suppress his murderous thoughts and lie on the ground waiting for his own death. This, this is really..."

Shang Qi thought about the words and said: "A shocking situation..."

Su Ming'an looked at the despair on the corpse's face. In this despair, Su Ming'an actually saw a trace of satisfaction.

He reached out his hand and closed the corpse's eyes.

...There is no such thing as a fluke in the illness of reason.

...but "love" can.

At the door, the official finally whispered:

"I regret to inform you...Grandma Lin."

"We award you the medal because of your righteous act of killing relatives."

"Thank you... for ending the life of a person on the verge of alienation three days ago, preventing him from going on a killing spree, and protecting tens of thousands of surrounding residents. Thank you."

The officials and the guards bowed down towards the thin and stooped old woman.

It seemed like something fell to the ground, there was a sound of water droplets, and there was silence.

When Su Ming'an turned around to look, she realized that the grandmother at the door had tears streaming down her face. She clutched the badge on her chest tightly, and saw the body in the room with her white eyes. For a moment, the memories she had forgotten due to excessive sadness came back to her.

Back to her mind.

——This moment.

It's like the fog has cleared from my mind.

She remembered how she happily welcomed her son home a few days ago.

She recalled how he screamed in pain. He said that after being injected with the Ark Project vaccine, his whole body was in pain.

She remembered how she had told him to lie down, and she hurried to fetch a doctor.

She remembered how she cooked for her son before the doctor came, making his favorite prawns. She remembered the last painting they drew together.

Thinking of his sudden change, he handed the kitchen knife to her hand with his own hands.

The mutation cannot be stopped. Only by ending his life can more lives be saved.

"mom."

"kill me."

The knife swung by the skinny old woman was desperate and weak, but did not penetrate his fatal point. He fell to the ground, bleeding, without struggling or fighting back. He restrained his surging murderous thoughts and kept tearing himself apart because of the abnormality.

The wound healed rapidly until he lost his last breath.

...what exactly is a human being?

All the wealth created by the masses has been harvested by the group of people at the top of the pyramid through various means, but the people at the bottom can be so brilliant. The humanity in them is so dazzling that it makes your eyes sore.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Su Mingan knelt down and gently covered his face with blood-stained clothes.

After putting the body in the closet, the intense sadness and the mental impact of black fog made grandma forget about it. She subconsciously felt that her son had not come back yet, and she only needed to make his favorite prawns.

You can wait for him to come back at the door.

He will come back.

Most definitely.

She was waiting downstairs in the unfinished building, waiting for her son to return home. As long as he came back, the incident of the building collapse five years ago would definitely be answered, her granddaughter's heart disease would also be cured with money, and there would still be light in the future, and the family would be able to

You will definitely get happiness.

The evening breeze blew her silver hair, and she always had that complete family portrait in her heart.

But she never thought——

What awaited his return was only a corpse and a citizen's medal of honor full of irony.
To be continued...