[APH Mega Bu Ying Lu Zhong] Fools' Carnival

"Huh...huh..." The winter in Chicago is too harsh. Even if the whole body is wrapped tightly, the child feels icy cold. The trembling loneliness has always tormented him, and he can still hear the sound of explosions in his ears, as well as the mournful cries of his parents when they were dying.The feeble sun hangs behind him in vain, and he stares intently at the dirty snow on the ground, with tears rolling in his eyes, God bless him, he doesn't want others to see him cry.It's a pity that God ignored his begging, and there was an indistinguishable child's voice behind him: "Hello, do you need my help?"

He quickly rubbed his eyes and looked back. It was a girl-like boy with long hair, a little older than him, standing at the gate of the apartment. He remembered that this person lived upstairs.He shook his head and continued digging hard.The boy seemed to give up, and walked back upstairs, but returned in a short time with a shovel, and went to work on his own.The child watched him for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "I won't pay you."

"I don't want your money, let's make friends." The boy smiled brightly, "My name is Francis, what about you?"

"Arthur Kirkland," said the boy gravely.Francis patted his soft head familiarly: "Who cut your hair? It looks like a chicken coop. Just call me next time you cut your hair. I will definitely help you with a fashionable look." He didn't Realizing that he had stepped on the opponent's thunder point, Arthur held his breath and kicked Francis, and ran away without even the shovel.Francis stood there dumbfounded and laughed, and shouted at Arthur's back: "Sorry, your hairstyle is also very good, really!" He laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.Arthur gave him the middle finger as he ran.

Francis later thought, how cute Arthur was back then... But now he has transformed into a nasty smelly man, and it still hurts to beat someone.But there is no way, who made this little guy so interesting?Get along 15 years, Francis has never been bored.Outsiders say that they are brothers and sisters, and Francis will have goosebumps all over his body. They are not brothers. If you insist on a metaphor, they are like two beasts forced to live in the same cage, a lion and a tiger, a wolf and a leopard, constantly testing , hold each other in check, so stay alive forever.

Hmm... But this is not quite accurate, after all, a male lion will not attack a male tiger. Thinking about it this way, Francis is even more beastly than a beast.There is no way, Arthur also gave birth to a good skin.

Francis found out that he was bisexual very early, and his parents didn't know about it until their death. Although Arthur was aware of it, Alfred and the others looked at it half-jokingly. What a cutie, just Aren't you afraid of being attacked at night?Francis changed his voice at the age of 12. That year, he was often ridiculed by Arthur for his duck voice. After he grew taller rapidly, his voice became thicker, and he began to take on the shape of a man, the three children realized the so-called "gender". But Francis was slick and docile and didn't alienate them.

When Francis had his first ejaculation at the age of 14, an image between a boy and a girl appeared in his dream. The other party had short blond hair and a fat baby face full of childishness. They were full of rebellion. They were naked in the dream. Chasing naked is like being in the pure Eden.After Francis woke up, he slowly recalled that the person in his dream seemed to be the legendary French hero Joan of Arc. It's really interesting that he was infatuated with an ancient man hundreds of years ago.He wasn't panicked, he had already made several boyfriends and girlfriends before this, and even had some overly intimate relationships, and no one had raised any opinions.

The young Arthur was very clever, and easily discovered the beast in clothes under Francis' docile appearance, and never entered Francis' room alone until he himself grew up to be a tall and straight boy.It is not difficult to doubt whether Francis, who is at the height of his sexual desire, will touch Arthur. With Francis's genius EQ, he can definitely profit within the allowed range.Francis, who became more sober and restrained as an adult, was often amazed by his boldness when he was young. Fortunately, Arthur never gave him a chance and they lived in peace for 15 years. As for the twins, he was reluctant to do so.

Character is innate, morality is acquired, Francis has learned how to be a good person, as long as he obtains the acquiescence of the society and the consent of the individual, there is no reason to be condemned for anything he does.In addition to endless love, Francis also has family affection. He treats the twins of Arthur's family sincerely. He is the only son but he wants a younger brother. Why are Alfred and Matthew at Arthur's place?Alfred was more difficult to deal with and almost Francis focused on Matthew. He gave Matthew a music box snow globe on his 14th birthday, but it was lost and buried in the ensuing "Judgment Day", together with The beautiful green years are completely destroyed.

Today is a heavy rainy day, the world outside the window is like a melting popsicle, the gray sky, barren mountains, endless forest sea, wet asphalt road, everything has become blurred, indistinguishable from each other, so beautiful that one wants to rush out Accept the baptism of heavy rain and breathe the cold air full of dust and water vapor.A layer of milk-like white mist floated on the glass, and putting his hand on it could leave a perfect handprint. Matthew's face was pressed against it, feeling the autumn at zero distance. He finally couldn't help but kissed this place through a layer of glass. A hearty heavy rain - because this must be the last rain of this summer.

The driveway winds up the mountain, and there is a deserted signal station on the top of the mountain. They decided to stop here to avoid the rain.You can't see your fingers in the cement room, except for a beam of light from the vent. There are puddles on the ground, and large pieces of scrapped machinery are soaked in it. Fortunately, most of the ground is dry, and the roof is dripping with rain. The plastic sheet was placed on the ground and just sat down. Matthew looked up and saw a branch of verdant beech protruding from the vent.Alfred opened the jar of ketchup, and the sour smell of tomatoes rushed into the dusty air. He dug a spoonful and ate it, and then passed it on to the next person. Everyone ate a spoonful, and his mood suddenly became clear. some.Honda Ju looked out the door worriedly: "When will the rain stop?"

Ding dong, ding dong, the sound was so beautiful that Matthew closed his eyes and felt it, just like lying on the window sill and looking at the foggy Chicago when he was a child.Feliciano said optimistically: "It's okay, it will definitely stop." Ludwig moved a rusty oil drum, filled it with wet wood, and used his own ability to light the bonfire with difficulty. become brighter.

"What are you going to do today?" Francis looked at everyone suggestively.Honda Ju hesitantly turned to the others, while Arthur said mercilessly: "Stop messing around and have a good rest." Alfred raised his hand excitedly like a primary school student: "I know—the king's game!" Wang Yao Laughing, Matthew shook his head secretly: It's started again, this game is simply Alf's hunting ground, and he doesn't want to see the devastating situation where the king is Alf every time.

"King game? Sounds very interesting!" Feliciano became interested in an instant, "Luther Luther, Honda Honda, let's play!" Ludwig waved his hand, indicating that he would follow the crowd.Francis blinked playfully: "Then it's decided, who will be the referee? Ah yes, someone must not be ignored, otherwise we will boo him together, and little Al is not allowed to join."

Arthur rolled his eyes, and Alfred immediately protested: "Why? It's not my fault for being lucky!" Arthur almost couldn't hold back from hitting this lucky guy.Francis thought of a solution: "Since you want to participate so much, so be it, remove the king card and let you draw, and we will draw the rest, otherwise it will be too unfair to us." Alfred accepted angrily With this unequal treaty, even if he can't become a king, he doesn't want to squat in the corner alone and grow mushrooms.So, they made cards out of pieces of paper, placed them on the ground, and the game began——

"Three, two, one!" Everyone drew cards at the same time.

The king of the first round is Francis.Francis kissed the king card in his hand and said proudly: "It seems that today's lady luck is on my brother's side!" Arthur felt a chill all over his body.Feliciano quickly got into the scene and gave a nondescript salute: "What are your orders, Your Majesty the King?"

Francis scanned the audience with mischievous eyes, causing a strange panic, and then slowly said: "Then what... No. 7 and No. 1 kiss."

Open it up as soon as it comes up? !Matthew's heart couldn't take it anymore, and Honda Ju had already started to tremble, but luckily none of them got shot.Feliciano raised his hand in a "wow": "Yes! I am number 1, who is number 7?" At this moment, Ludwig silently spread out the cards, and he is number 7.Francis snickered: "Oh, what a pity, I won't pass the test easily next time." Feliciano kissed Ludwig as usual, and Ludwig also felt very helpless.

The second round is about to start, this time the king is Feliciano, he is super excited: "It's me! Well, can I ask number 9 a question?" Number 9 is Arthur, with his arms folded on his chest :"ask."

"What type of girl do you like?" Arthur coughed violently: "No!"

"What do you mean? Are you duplicity again—this is no fun at all, or is it that Mr. Arthur is willing to bet and refuse to admit defeat?" Francis poked Arthur's head while taking advantage of the fire, and his tone was full of spectator malice. .Arthur angrily pushed Francis's slut away: "Okay, then let me tell you, if Audrey Hepburn was still alive, it would be nothing more than that." Francis booed: "The original evil vision is quite high, by the way Mention brother, of course I belong to Monroe's party."

The winner of the third game was Ivan. He looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Then, please turn No. 4 out of that window."

"What?! That's a cliff outside!" Alfred threw the No. 4 card in his hand to the ground.Francis made a shocked look without hesitation: "The lucky guy was shot, he really deserves to be the prophet Ivan!" Even Arthur got into trouble, and said mockingly: "It's okay, it's just a broken leg." Alfred was writhing in anger and was dragged aside by Matthew.

"Okay, okay, just kidding, please No. 4 hug No. 5." No. 5 is Honda Ju, who felt ashamed after being hugged by Alfred easily.Afterwards, the game went on for several rounds, and every interesting moment was captured by Alfred's camera, including the Sundance performed by Honda Chrysanthemum and the shot of Wang Yao lowering his waist.Once Matthew was the king, he asked Wang Yao's real age, Wang Yao smiled and said nothing, the others suddenly felt an inexplicable fear, and stopped pursuing this terrible question, and another time Matthew was also asked by Feliciano When asked about his favorite type, he thought about it carefully and a figure appeared in his mind: "Well... I like long hair."

"That's not really an answer." Francis laughed, "But since it's little Matthew, he must like a good girl." Matthew leaned on Alfred's shoulder and covered his face with a red face: "Shut up ..."

The rain was about to stop, and they decided to play the last round, and the king of this round was-Francis.Francis immediately stroked his sleeves and laughed: "What did I say? Brother and Lady Luck are in love with each other! Okay, without further ado, how about asking Mr. No. 6 to lick Mr. No. 8's ear?"

"Hey Francis, you pervert!" Arthur couldn't help pinching Francis' neck even though he didn't get shot. A good game would always be messed up by this fellow.This time Matthew's heart stopped beating directly. He looked down at his own card, number 8, and repeatedly looked at the number 8 with a round head and a round brain. Why don't you let him slam his head against the wall to death!

"Well, who is No. 6?" Matthew asked cautiously.I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, the number 6 happened to be Alfred, and Matthew and Alfred looked at each other with mixed feelings. Both of them felt as if they had seen a new side of brothers.Francis clapped and said "Hurry up", Ivan had already picked up the camera secretly, Matthew's heart was desperate, Alfred turned his face to reveal his ears, and waited for Matthew very quietly.Matthew shook his head, and after saying "I'm sorry, Alfred", he leaned over...

The tips of the ears are cold, and one can clearly feel the warm breath and the lightly passing wetness, just the body temperature melting in the air is enough to make one feel itchy.Others burst into sharp laughter, Arthur covered his eyes in horror, Wang Yao meaningfully shook his head "tsk tsk tsk", Honda Chrysanthemum blushed and peeked through his fingers, and Matthew threw himself on the ground: "Forgive me!" Well..." Only Alfred was the most insipid, he shrugged and said, "What's the matter? We even touched each other's dick."

"That was before the age of six!" Matthew retorted loudly while lying face down, kicking his legs dissatisfied.Francis laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you are still as cute as ever! Little Al, stop pretending, your ears are all red, okay?! Hey everyone, look at his ears..."

"Not at all!..." Alfred wrestled with the arrogant Francis, and Ivan took Wang Yao to hide to see what treasure he had photographed.The rain had indeed stopped, and Matthew fled outside to get some fresh air. The ground was muddy, and brown stains quickly climbed up the soles of his shoes. The air after that is the breath of rain, full of cold and moist feeling, and exposing the skin will produce a comfortable feeling like being in a bubble bath.Matthew covered his mouth, the greasy touch still remained on the tip of his tongue, it's okay, I'll forget about it later, don't be impatient, keep calm.

"Okay, the rain has stopped, let's go back to the car." Francis stretched.Just after everyone walked out of the dilapidated signal station, Wang Yao suddenly stopped Honda Ju. The two of them seemed to discuss something in the dilapidated house. Not long after, Honda Ju came out with a pale face.

"What's wrong with you, Honda?" Feliciano was the first to notice the abnormality of Honda Ju. car.

The convoy drove in the mountains for about two hours, and suddenly encountered a long convoy of trucks on a narrow road. Both sides stopped the cars, and Alfred got out of the car to check the situation.Matthew, who was sitting in the car, whispered: "Why are there so many trucks..." Francis said again: "They are ordinary people, don't mind their own business."

A person also got out of the truck. He was wearing a protective suit and was holding a black gun in his arms, which shocked Alfred, but that person looked more nervous than him, indicating that this batch of goods It is quite important for ordinary people.Matthew sees the gun almost rushing out and pulling Alfred away, Arthur's eyes almost fire, and Alfred puts up his hands and honestly says: "We didn't mean to offend, we just wanted to pass through here. We are an ordinary team."

The gunman did not answer, but pointed at Alfred with a gun, telling him to stay here and not move. No one in the entire convoy dared to act rashly.The man returned to the truck, stepped on the accelerator, and the long trucks lined up like a train, and everyone watched them leave silently.It was only when the last truck disappeared that Matthew was able to catch his breath, and Alfred immediately jumped up in anger: "What's the matter with that guy?! He pointed a gun at me as soon as he came up!"

"Fuck you!" Arthur gave an upside-down thumbs up to the direction the truck was leaving. Francis was still sitting in place to appease his frightened heart, and Feliciano was frightened and cried.Matthew got out of the car: "Alfred, are you okay?!" Alfred turned around with his hands open, showing that he was intact.

"That's good." Matthew held Alfred's shoulder and lowered his head to breathe.Alfred still looked at the truck going away: "...I feel a little strange."

"What?" "Those shipping containers are noisy."

"It's a smuggler's van. There must be wild animals in it." Wang Yao walked to them and said suddenly, "There is nothing to worry about, and they don't want to cause trouble. Let's go, get in the car." Wang Yao turned and left, Al Fred skirted the puddles and advanced side by side with Matthew, reassuring to be so close together.They felt that there might really be a so-called twin telepathy between them. No matter who suddenly became emotional, the other would have palpitations. Alfred's heart was beating now, and he put his fist on his chest.

On the other hand, Feliciano felt more and more that something was wrong. Although Honda Ju had always been reticent, he would not be motionless and unresponsive after such a big incident. Feliciano shook his shoulder and asked cautiously: " Honda, are you okay... are you sick? If you have anything, you can tell us." Honda Ju raised his face slightly, his chin was actually sweating coldly, he waved his hands weakly, as if he was afraid of meeting people's eyes Said: "Excuse me, can I stay alone?" Feliciano let go of his hand, got out of the car gently and sat on the passenger seat, Ludwig glanced at him, then at Honda Ju , shook his head and put his hands on the steering wheel.

Even though it was only for a moment, Feliciano touched Honda Ju's eyes. Those black eyes were like an endless vortex, full of confusion, pain and helplessness. Feliciano was very familiar with this look, because his eyes a few years ago It's also like this, Ludwig said that just seeing him like that makes him feel unbearable, and wants to find a place to roar, Feliciano has a deep understanding now-what happened?Feliciano hugged his knees and buried his face.

Honda Ju fell asleep unconsciously, clasped his hands together, and leaned against the car door, bangs covering his frowning brows.Feliciano just used the hypnotic ability on him.It's a pity that this ability can't be used on himself, otherwise Feliciano would have felt better.

The billowing dark clouds outside the window have not yet dissipated.

"Judgment Day" is called "Judgment Day" because it happens all over the world without distinction. Disasters are ruthless. The causes of them are all caused by the so-called crustal movement. They are not comparable to the daily life of human beings. Disasters are even considered as beasts. No, after all, it has no resentment or bloodthirsty desire. It just exists, happens, destroys, and disappears.The little sorrows and disasters of human beings are in a different dimension from God. The real God is neither merciful nor cruel. He just exists and must exist. He is looking at the world and everyone in the world.

This is the worst era, an era worse than the Age of Discovery and the World War. Massacres, human trafficking, and wars are all human mistakes, but even if all mankind work together, the difficulties that cannot be overcome, that is "Judgment Day" .Break the united into sand, break up the love into separation, beat the proud into humbleness, crush the fruit, take back the dedication, trample on the glory, and change the history of mankind, the epic "Judgment Day"!

The shaking of the earth still hasn't stopped, and the sea swallows everything...