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Leo sat in the back seat of the taxi, feeling a kind of extreme exhaustion and relaxation in both body and soul. He wasn't sure how he had communicated the destination to the taxi driver, as his consciousness had already begun to blur between words. After enduring prolonged torment of pain and burning sensations, he finally felt numb. The scenery outside the window quickly receded as the vehicle moved, transitioning from the gloom of the industrial area to the bright lights of the city. Leo's soul seemed to follow this change, entering a strange state of tranquility.
This quietness was almost unfamiliar. In the past, on the battlefield or during missions, his inner self was always in a state of high tension and vigilance. But now, as the city lights flashed by, his heart seemed to find a long-lost refuge. Yes, he felt that this might be the ultimate peace of mind, a rare tranquility after the storm.
At this moment, Leo's heart has no war, no mission, no pain, and no fear, only tranquility. He closed his eyes, trying to let his consciousness immerse in this rare peace. The vehicle drove smoothly, and the night view of the city unfolded slowly before his eyes like a flowing scroll.
This tranquility is not long-lasting. Leo knows that once the car stops, he will have to face all the challenges and pain of reality. But at least during this brief journey, he allows himself to let down his guard slightly and enjoy this rare inner peace. This is a conversation with himself, a journey to find inner peace in the midst of a chaotic life.
As the taxi slowly drove onto the city's main road, the world outside the window seemed to become busier and noisier. The traffic was like an endless river, with each car rushing towards its own destination. Suddenly, a light rain began to fall silently, casting a mysterious veil over the familiar city. Leo leaned against the window, watching the neon lights slowly blur in the rain.
Raindrops tapped on the window, leaving flowing traces as the vehicle moved. The neon lights at the back of the car, refracted by these raindrops, created a colorful halo, as if fresh blood was flowing out from Leo's body, blooming into beautiful flowers in the dark night. These different colored lights became more magical under the influence of the rain, like ever-changing scrolls of paintings, becoming more dynamic as the rain intensified.
At this moment, the city's night has turned into a world full of color and life. Every drop of rain seems to carry a message of life, and every beam of light tells its own story. Leo feels as if he is surrounded by this world, and although the physical pain still exists, his soul has found some comfort.
The taxi shuttles through the rain, and the interweaving of rain and neon becomes Leo's most genuine feeling at this moment. This wonderful sensation temporarily makes him forget all the fatigue and pain, as if in this instant, he has reached a mysterious connection with the world.
When the taxi slowly pulled over, Leo suddenly woke from that indescribable half-dream, half-awake state, as if being slapped in the face by the cold water of reality. He took a deep breath, and suddenly, every ache on his body seemed to erupt at this moment, rushing in like a tide, making it almost unbearable for him. His face instantly turned pale, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, the pain seeping from his very marrow making it almost impossible for him to maintain a normal standing posture.
Trembling, Leo took out a Star Alliance Banknote from his pocket, the one he had fought to the death for in that collapsing factory, and every banknote seemed to be tainted with his sweat and blood. Without saying much, he directly stuffed the money into the astonished hands of the taxi driver. Before the driver could say anything, Leo used all his strength to forcefully push open the car door and staggered out of the car.
Leo slowly moved along the sidewalk, with fine drizzle silently falling on his battered body. Each drop of rain seemed to soothe his skin, which had endured countless hardships. But this kind of comfort seemed insignificant to him, unable to offset his inner pain and physical trauma. Passersby cast strange glances, seeing this bloodied and disheveled figure, choosing to walk around him, their faces showing obvious avoidance and fear, as if worried that Leo's dishevelment would somehow rub off on them.
However, Leo paid no attention to these strange looks and avoidance. His eyes were fixed only on the familiar bar ahead, the sole destination for his return to civilized society. Every step seemed unusually difficult, and with each movement, his pain surged like a tide. But it seemed that nothing could stop his forward progress.
Leo walked unsteadily, with a mixture of blood and mud on his clothes, dripping with rainwater, leaving a trail of blurry footprints. But his eyes were determined, each step filled with a desire for survival and anticipation for the future. As he slowly approached the bar, his mood lightened, as if he had glimpsed a ray of hope.
For Leo, this bar was not just a place to file mission reports, but one of the few places in the world where he could find a little peace and warmth. No matter how fierce the storms raged outside, this place always brought him comfort and strength. Now, he was about to step into this sanctuary of his own, ready to start a new life and new challenges.
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