Collapse, my pirated Golden Garden!

But now that Miss System said it was under maintenance, Morin had no choice but to believe it temporarily and give her trust.

...

Back to the Golden Courtyard.

Seeing that everyone was there, Morin was in no hurry to return the pen to Kosmo.

It’s not that he wanted to embezzle it, but after thinking about it for a while, he always felt something was wrong.

If it was really as he thought, and what Kosmo truly longed for was his father, then the mission should have been over. Why would he be allowed to enter the dream?

Morin was confused.

After dinner, I returned to the room and waited for Kosmo to fall asleep.

I waited until about 9 o'clock in the evening and listened to the prompt sound from the system.

Maureen patted his face, solemnly lay down on the bed, and began to fall asleep again after a long time.

As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them again, he felt himself entering a strange state.

And in this state, he will watch everything that has happened to Kosmo from his birth to the present.

The first time he entered the dream, he was in a possessed state.

The second time it was more like a ghost.

I didn’t expect that the third time would be conducted as a bystander.

Maureen thought the dream was truly fantastic.

He began to look around and found that it was actually a ward.

Ko's mother, who I had just met not long ago, was lying in the ward with a kind face, and next to her was the newborn Kosmo.

Still very wrinkled...ugly looking kid.

Morin said with a smile, gathering all the eyes scanning the room and focusing them all on Kosmo.

And when Morin focused his attention on the still young Kosmo.

Everything around changed rapidly, and Kosmo began to grow up slowly. The scene switched from the ward to various places where Kosmo grew up.

Morin also slowly learned the story of Kosmo's family.

Kosmo's father is a lawyer. Since he comes from an ordinary family, he understands very well what people in the world lack and need.

Before becoming a lawyer, he vowed to become a lawyer who could speak up for kind and vulnerable people.

He actually did this. After becoming a lawyer, he helped countless people in need and engraved the word justice in his heart.

It has even been called justice that is never late by industry insiders.

Kosmo's mother is a fashion designer and she also opened a shop, where her business is booming.

However, it was precisely because their careers were booming that they neglected the growth of Kosmo.

Mrs. Ke is very busy, and Mr. Ke is even busier!

In order to fulfill his oath, Ke's father flew almost all over the world.

Kosmo could only see him a few times a year, and at that time, the only way to see him clearly was on the news.

Kosmo has been very well behaved and sensible since he was a child. He knows that they are busy and has never made a big fuss.

Every time Kosmo saw that Mr. Ke helped someone in the news, his eyes would light up and he would subconsciously be proud of Mr. Ke.

But... being well-behaved doesn't mean you won't be confused. Sometimes when Kosmo looks at other people's happy families, he wonders if his own family environment is really normal?

I would also feel envious when I see other families’ parent-child activities.

At that time, the little Kosmo would suppress all his doubts and envy deep in his heart.

I plan to wait until my parents are both free to ask my questions, and I am eager to get answers.

The days are passing by.

Until one night, Kosmo finally got the chance he thought he had.

Kosmo, who was alone at home, received a message from his mother and learned that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, Kosmo's father and mother would return home and take a long vacation to accompany Kosmo.

Kosmo was very excited that night, which led to him sleeping very late.

When I woke up the next day, I was already dizzy with a fever.

Fortunately, Kosmo's father returned home on time and found Kosmo with a high fever. He quickly took Kosmo to a nearby clinic, which stabilized Kosmo's rising temperature.

During the drip process, Kosmo's consciousness gradually became clear, and when he opened his eyes, he found his father.

At first, he did not feel uncomfortable because of his high fever, but was happy to see Ke's father.

He wanted to call his father, but found that his throat was sore and his voice was hoarse. He didn't care and continued to wake up Mr. Ke beside him.

When Mr. Ko discovered that Kosmo had woken up, he finally felt relieved.

But...he didn't even have time to talk to Kosmo, or even to finish the IV with him.

A phone call hurriedly called him away again.

At that time, he looked at Kosmo and finally chose the justice engraved in his heart.

Before leaving, he asked the doctor to take care of Kosmo and took out the pen that he cherished and had accompanied him for a long time.

He made a promise with little Kosmo, who liked heroes in his eyes and wanted to become a hero.

"Kosmo, I, your father, am going to help the good guys and fight the bad guys. Now you wait here and take the potion and go home to rest, okay?"

Kosmo's originally confused little head suddenly became clear. He opened his little mouth, and his clear eyes were full of disappointment and reluctance.

But he also understood that he could not stop justice, which is never late.

In the end, he chose to agree. He showed a sunny smile: "Okay! I will be obedient!"

"Well, Kosmo, you are the most sensible and obedient!"

Mr. Kosmo touched Kosmo's little head with satisfaction, without noticing Kosmo's long hair which had not been taken care of for a long time.

After a few more words of comfort, he turned around and left mercilessly.

Kosmo looked at the back of Ke's father, his sunny smile slowly disappeared, and he pursed his lips in grievance.

He held the pen tightly in his little hand and lowered his head, letting his long hair, which had not been taken care of for a long time, cover his eyes.

He doesn't understand...

He obviously doesn't need much, so why is it always so hard to get it?

He understands his parents, so he doesn't need their company.

He understood that those people needed a father, so he didn't complain.

He understood that his mother had to fight for the family, so he chose to be well-behaved.

Can…

All he needed was for his parents to be present and answer a question for him.

"Why... is it so... so... difficult..."

Kosmo's voice was hoarse.

His voice lingered in the young heart for a long time.

...

This whole scene was seen by Morin who was observing from the side.

He also looked in the direction where Mr. Ke left. He thought that Mr. Ke was indeed a very good lawyer and lived up to his name.

But Mr. Ke was not a qualified father, and his justice, which was never late, was late for his own son many years later.

Maureen felt tired of watching.

He sighed, walked over to sit next to Kosmo, and answered Kosmo's questions.

Although he knew that Kosmo could not hear or answer.

"Maybe that's why... crying children get candy!"

"You're so sensible, so... it's not bad to be a little unreasonable sometimes?"

Kosmo, who should not have been able to hear Morin's words, heard what Morin said. He raised his head and found Morin's figure through the mist of tears.

"Who are you…"

Kosmo's sudden conversation made Morin suddenly lower his head and look at Kosmo.

His eyes widened. He had clearly tried to contact the people here before, but still got no response.

How come Kosmo can hear what he said now? ! ?

After a while, Maureen figured it out.

Maybe Miss System didn't want poor Kosmo to be alone when he was sick.

Mo Lin smiled carefreely: "I...? Not important!"

"What's important is whether you want your parents' care and help?"

The little Kosmo didn't understand: "Why...why are you helping me...?"

Seeing this, Morin suddenly had an idea in his mind. He bent down and looked Kosmo in the eye: "Why? I can't say for sure, but can you tell me who I think is the hero who stands up for justice on TV?"

"Or a hero who likes to help out in the fun?"

As Morin spoke, he pulled out the pen that Kosmo was holding tightly in his hand.

"Anyway, now I have enchanted this pen. All you have to do next is pick up a piece of paper and use this pen to write down your thoughts on it."

"Finally, hand it over to your parents, and then you will get the care and love you want."

Morin's words were not long. After he finished speaking, Kosmo took the pen in a daze. His eyes suddenly became no longer hazy.

His little eyes were filled with Maureen's still blurry figure.

"How can this be done?"

Kosmo heard Morin's question again.

He hesitated for a moment: "Well... I can do it!"

He looked seriously at this "knight" who appeared out of nowhere.

The father helps others for the justice in his heart.

And...it turns out that there are people who will help...me for the sake of "justice" in their own hearts?

Kosmo once again chose to answer: "Yes! I will!"

Chapter 243 The Abandoned Little Beast

6 o'clock in the morning.

Maureen woke up from her dream on time.

Listen to the sound of system refresh and task completion coming from my ears.

Maureen was surprised and delighted.

Happily, mission accomplished.

Surprisingly, the mission was accomplished.

The mission was completed, and it was naturally a happy thing to get the reward, but the mission was only completed after I entered my dream and communicated with Kosmo.

Doesn’t this mean... that I am the hero and knight that Kosmo longs for in his heart.

This means... entering a dream... can it affect reality? ! !

Kosmo wants to be a hero, perhaps because of the influence of his father, but more because of what Morin and Kosmo said in the dream state!