I have a date with an NPC

I won't sing any more songs, I have sung enough today!I didn't expect to let the young lady's pigeons go in the end. I don't know if she will peel my skin tomorrow.

Chuchu doesn't know what happened, is she going to move out?

Mu Xue actually agreed with me to move out...

And that annoying phone number that came back just now...

It seems that many chaotic and complicated things are intertwined and woven into an airtight web.

Why do I like games?

Because the game is very simple, there is only one thing you can do, and that is to become stronger!

And when I left the innocence of the game world and returned to the reality of this society again, I found that no matter how I tried to escape, I still had to face it in the end.

Facing the violent door slamming in that rainy winter; facing Xiyan's back in the setting sun when she left cruelly; facing the partners around her falling apart due to various reasons in life.

Maybe it's because I'm not strong enough, so every blow can make my memory so fresh and lingering.

Gui Yasha once told me that life betrayed him, so he hated living in reality. He would rather walk alone in the dark night and live in a lonely corner than have any relationship with this corrupt society. entanglement.

So his life is very simple, a small room of less than 0.5 square meters, a box of unfinished instant noodles, a small bed only [-] meters wide and a CD of Wang Feng.

The only person he trusted was me, but I left anyway!Maybe the knife in his hand is even more ruthless!

It can also be heard that the monk hysterically imitated Wang Feng's "Beijing Beijing", which is a voice that can sing the state of mind of countless fat people who are still walking on the ideal road.

"...the cafe is three blocks away from the square, just like the distance between the neon lights and the moon. People are comforting and embracing each other in their struggles, looking for and chasing their dying dreams. We laugh here, we cry here; we are here To live, and to die here! . . . "

At this time, I really want to scold the monk: you really know how to choose songs!You can't sing the mood, but I can hear it!

Suddenly want to smoke a cigarette!

I usually don't smoke!

Murong Mingyue handed over a pack of soft Zhonghua, and said, "Let's smoke it!"

I pulled out one, "How did you know I wanted to smoke?"

Murong glanced at the misty moon in the sky, unexpectedly he said sadly: "My dad always smokes one every time he listens to this song! Your back looks just like him!"

I took the lighter she handed over and lit it.

What I draw is not Zhonghua, but the artistic conception!

It's just that I didn't expect that the one who stood beside me and handed me a cigarette when I was upset was this violent woman who usually looks very grumpy.

Although we live together, I can only say that I really don't know them.

Although Murong Mingyue is fierce on the surface, he is actually very careful. Although Mu Xue looks strong, he is actually very fragile inside. Chu Chu looks weak but may be very persistent inside.

Or life is like a variety show. Everyone has their own hidden stories in their hearts, and what they show to others may be just an insincere smile.

Alas, it is not easy for everyone!

I smoke quietly, I don't really smoke, I just like the feeling of the smoke, maybe this can bring me a little peace of mind.

Murong Mingyue also stood quietly by my side looking at the moonlight.

The damn phone rang again, ruining this rare moment of tranquility.

I picked it up and looked at the number that I hadn't saved but couldn't forget all the time, and was about to pinch it out.

Murong Mingyue suddenly said faintly: "...he is no longer here!"

My heart suddenly twitched painfully, and the finger that had already moved to the hang up button stopped inexplicably and moved to the answer button.

"Hey?"

"Xiao Lin! Hurry up to the People's Hospital, your dad has just entered the operating room! Don't you even want to die to see him for the last time?" On the other end of the phone, my woman who should be called my stepmother cried hysterically shouted.

I rushed out the door, and Ziqi's voice came from behind me: "Hey, third brother, where are you going?"

Anxiety, restlessness, hesitation.

For the first time, I felt that five hours was so difficult!

Standing up and sitting down again and again, I feel restless inside, no matter what I do, I feel that my inner anxiety has no place to rest, I am useless, I can't do anything.

Seven years away from home, I never called home, nor did I say hello, let alone cared about what happened to him.

After the college entrance examination, I ran home from the sea of ​​clouds, but only got two bad news: my mother is gone!My dad lives with another woman!

Since then, I have never returned home, and I did not go to a book. Instead, I chose a third-rate TV University in a small city far away from the sea of ​​clouds, and studied the cheapest major.

The money he gave me, the annual registration fee and living expenses, was almost [-] yuan, and I was useless!

"Brother, drink some water!" My nominal sister handed me the drink and said, "Uncle will be fine!"

She has grown up so much. When I saw her that year, she was only 14 years old, and she was still a childish child in the third grade of junior high school!Unexpectedly, I haven't seen her for so many years, but she has grown graceful and graceful.It looks like he should be in college.

I took the water and said dryly, "Thank you!"

She carried a whole bag of water and distributed them one by one, shouting: "Sister, drink water! Brother, drink water!"

When I came out just now, Zi Qi Dong Lai also came out. Whenever something happened, he was the most excited, and he was the one who ran the fastest. He squeezed a taxi with me.Mu Xue and the others came by phone through Ziqidonglai.

I stood up and said, "You guys should go back!"

Zi Qidong said familiarly: "Third brother, we are brothers! How can we leave if uncle has something to do! We have been waiting for five hours, how little time is left?"

The monk also said honestly: "That's right! We often do the thing of staying up late, isn't it only after three o'clock! Be energetic! It's okay!"

Besides the few of them, there was also a fresh and beautiful beauty sitting on the bench outside the operating room, that is, Miss Ren whom I put a dove on.It seems that after I let the pigeons go, I called Mu Xue angrily, knowing that we came here with a kitchen knife in Huangting No. [-], but it was empty again. I just went to the hospital at that time, so she followed Mu Xue and the others came together.

My stepmother didn't mind seeing me and Zi Qidong coming over at first, but she was quite surprised when three or four beauties came over one after another.In terms of beauty, one is more beautiful than the other, enough to dazzle others.

If it wasn't in the hospital at the door of the operating room, my stepmother would definitely ask me who is my girlfriend!

"Miss Ren, aren't you going back?" I said helplessly.

Lying in the operating room is my dad, why are they all here to join in the fun.

Ren Xiaoyu folded her hands on her chest, as if they would not leave and I would not leave, and gave me a blank look: "What can I do when I go back? My account is in the dungeon, and I can't beat it alone!"

My nominal sister was passing water by the side and stopped suddenly with her outstretched hand, looked at Ren Xiaoyu in surprise, and then looked at me with wide eyes.

I'm still baffled, she was going to hand water to Ren Xiaoyu, but he stretched out his hands to take it, but she stopped halfway and looked at me, letting Miss Ren's hand stop in mid-air, it was extremely embarrassing !

At this moment, a running sound came from the end of the empty corridor, and a girl with long hair and a small black backpack suddenly appeared at the stairs, panting while leaning on the wall, and shouted in a rough voice: "Yiyi, I'm sorry, I'm late!"