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Chapter 39 39. Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly (9)

Song Cheng, who has long since given up everything, is just a lifeless sapling. He once embraced happiness.

"End my pain? What's the difference between living like this and dying?"

It's just that I don't know when all the happiness has been distorted by money.

His parents regard the child as a cash cow, and Song Cheng only needs to take pictures and make money.

Gradually, it became so strict that Song Cheng couldn't eat too much, and he had to practice standing posture every day, so he didn't have to go to school or play.

Because studying is useless, is it different to find a job and make money after graduating from university?
"Everyone has the opportunity to choose their own life and future. If you haven't worked hard to fight for it, how can you give up?"

It may be because Song Cheng was brainwashed by his parents when he was a child, and he later returned to school because he had no job.

He doesn't know many courses, is not familiar with his classmates, can't play together, and becomes more and more withdrawn. He has a very low self-esteem in his heart.

The reason why he obeys his parents again and again and dare not resist is because he knows nothing.

He is like a sapling planted in a flowerpot, once cared for by his parents, but now imprisoned by his parents.

What exactly is the so-called courage?
It's not an effort that is sure to succeed, but it doesn't matter if you fail, as long as you are willing to take this step first.

"What do you want?"

Song Cheng, whose soul was imprisoned, was encouraged by Su Ran, and finally stretched out his dry body like a branch.

After pondering for a while, Su Ran can't figure out the current situation, this is not the world she is familiar with.

"It's full of ghosts and psychopaths here. Do you need any reason? Just kill all the people who hurt you. Leave the flower pot that represents the protection of comfort, and then find a way to survive by yourself."

Since this is a bizarre world, everything has no logic to follow, it is better to let go of all restraints.

In the thick darkness, Su Ran seemed to be the light of dawn blooming in front of Song Cheng, she stretched out her hand, and Song Cheng also stretched out his hand.

Bai Jing's fingertips pulled the skinny Song Cheng, and he finally left the flower pot that bound him.

"Can you tell me your name?"

In Song Cheng's eyes, this dungeon world is even crazier and crueler.

Opening, sinking, and repeating countless times, Song Cheng sealed everything in the flowerpot, and didn't want to participate in it, so he could only gradually become weak.

"My name is Su Ran!"

But all the stories changed on this day. A girl named Su Ran pulled him out of the flowerpot with a cheerful and beautiful smile.

She was strong and intelligent, with radiance in her eyes, as if he had seen her in a very distant world.

"I'll remember the name, thank you!"

This is the most sincere blessing Song Cheng can give...

Soon, there was another diner on the table, and the face of the middle-aged woman became more and more ugly.

No matter how much food they reserve, it's not enough for this group of people to gobble up. The more they eat, the stronger these ghosts become.

"Wait a minute, let's go to 1401 to have a look."

Before leaving, Su Ran opened the wardrobe of the middle-aged woman's master bedroom.

Following the prompt [I am locked in the closet], I found Zhang Shanshan's blood-stained dress.

"Sister, it's only quiet outside, so you ran to the fourteenth floor, isn't it a bit dangerous?"

It's no wonder that Zhenzhen thinks too much, her brain is stupid, and the rhythm of her thinking can no longer keep up with Su Ran's crazily surging and powerful heart.

"Immortals have their own tricks. What are you afraid of? You haven't reached the eighteenth floor yet."

The fourth and fourteenth floors are just the only way to find clues, and the final boss must be waiting for her at home.

Throwing Zhang Shanshan's blood-stained dress in the closet to Zhenzhen, Song Cheng was added to the growing gang.

Climbing up to the fourteenth floor from the safety stairs again, everyone stepped lightly and probed their brains.

The doorway, which was once kept clean and tidy, now only has all kinds of black and red blood splashing around, and traces of various fights.

There was also a huge pool of rotten flesh lying limp on the ground, and it could be seen from the weak ups and downs of the skin that the original obese man was still breathing.

Seeing Su Ran's figure, the fat man wanted to roar, but before he could make a sound, she stepped on his throat.

"Song Cheng!"

The ruthless Su Ran carried a huge ax and gave the fat man to Song Cheng.

This is her contribution to the small gang, so that everyone can come out of the prison and become stronger.

"Can I?"

Song Cheng, who has been coerced in his life, always feels that he is very weak. He wants to meet the various demands of his parents and win the love of his family.

But this kind of love finally pushed Song Cheng into the bottomless abyss, and made him start to cheat on insurance money by catering to his parents.

Every time I was injured and hospitalized, my parents would come to visit and take care of me at the very beginning.

Afterwards, he was thrown in the hospital, and Song Cheng was left to fend for himself, before planning the next "accident".

"Of course you can. They don't care about your life or death. You need to take in more nutrients to make yourself stronger."

Looking at Song Cheng's trembling shoulders, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, his eyes were red, and tears gradually flowed down his face.

Growing up is always an extremely cruel thing. Children who grow up under the care of their parents are happy.

But if the original family becomes the source of evil, it is better to cut it off!
Why do you have to suffer for your parents?
Because love waters and grows, we will also love our parents and protect our families.

But hidden under the name of family, how many people are truly happy?
Maybe happy families are different, and maybe unhappy families also have all kinds of bitterness and sadness!
Song Cheng wiped away his tears, and stood silently behind Su Ran.

He chose to break through the confinement and step out of the flower pot. He is no longer the son of these parents, but a brand new Song Cheng.

Without any words, the two looked at each other, and there was a bright light of faith in each other's eyes.

"Let's go to 1401 to find a new answer. I hope we can gain something this time."

Lightly knocked on the anti-theft door, and soon came two brisk footsteps.

"Dad, Dad, is Dad back?"

Opening the door, there are two young and lovely girls, wearing cute pink tutu skirts, looking forward like a pair of little princesses.

After scrambling to open the door, the two sisters saw the unfamiliar Su Ran, showing a bit of timidity, and their voices gradually became smaller.

"Beautiful sister, who are you looking for?"

It was rare to see such a cute little girl in this building, Su Ran subconsciously knelt down to look at them.

She even rubbed the hair of the sisters with some proficiency, as if not long ago, she also had a lovely sister.

"The mouth is so sweet, my little darlings, my sister is here to find your mother."

The pair of sisters looked at each other suspiciously, their eyes gradually becoming defensive.

"Mom? Panpan's mother is not allowed to see outsiders. Women who don't obey women's morals will be eaten."

This time it was Su Ran's turn to change her face, her clenched fist made her restrain the anger in her heart.

　I hope everyone has the courage to learn to be independent and strong!This dungeon has refined a lot of family issues, at least I have thought about it a lot...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)