The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chen Jing remembered that he had never cried from beginning to end, and he did not cry until the old lady was buried. He had been calmly handling her funeral affairs.

He felt that this was because he had suddenly grown up, matured, and learned to look at life, separation, and death in an adult way.

From then on, Chen Jing's life was filled only with study and work, until that day...

Colleagues brought pigeon soup and rice to him who was still working overtime.

Then he went crazy.

Like a madman, he sat at his work station holding a takeaway lunch box and burst into tears.

It was only then that he understood the truth.

The saddest thing about the death of a loved one is not the time of death.

But later.

When we gradually separate our deceased relatives from our lives, even if this process is accompanied by a huge sense of emptiness and exhaustion, and even if the blood and flesh are attached to them, we will eventually get used to it.

until that moment.

A certain detail of life suddenly meets the past.

Heart-wrenching sadness can overwhelm you in an instant.

The shortcomings in memory, guilt, self-blame, regret...

Everything.

It will be difficult to make up for it in a lifetime.

"Jingjing, don't scare me..."

Chen Boxu felt something strange coming from his shoulder, and subconsciously looked back, only to see Chen Jing staring blankly ahead, tears falling down his cheeks.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?! We'll be home soon! Grandpa will help you take care of yourself when you get home! You'll be fine!"

"I just remembered some things from the past..." Chen Jing came back to his senses in a daze and looked at Chen Boxu blankly, unaware that his face was full of tears, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Are you hurting somewhere? Tell grandpa if you feel any pain! When you go back, grandpa will help you find painkillers!"

"Well, it hurts..."

Chen Jing's heart twitched violently. Looking at the grandfather in another world in front of him, the sadness in his heart was suddenly replaced by grievance.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was not that mature.

Seems still young.

"Grandpa, I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Damn that bitch Lawrence! He must be..."

"grandfather."

"What's wrong, dear grandson, tell me! Damn this broken elevator is so slow. I'll dismantle it tomorrow morning! Dear grandson, tell me what you're talking about..."

"I miss grandma."

Chapter 22: Liar

I also have a grandma in this world?

What is she like?

Is she still the old lady who is humorous and kind... and occasionally scolds her wife with swear words?

Chen Jing had many questions in his mind before he fell into coma, but unfortunately Chen Boxu did not answer them for him. Maybe he did not hear the answers.

"Damn it...I'm going to peel off that bastard Lawrence's skin later...you! Your name is Ryan, right?"

Chen Bofu was holding a huge medicine box in his arms and was walking towards the bedroom while cursing when he suddenly saw Ryan standing cowering in the corner.

"Go to the kitchen and make medicine for my grandson! Use that yellow stone! Just throw it into the pot and boil it in boiling water!"

"Yes! Master!"

Ryan ran to the kitchen and started working in accordance with Chen Bofu's instructions. It seemed that he had found his sense of belonging here, even if it was just to help others run errands and do chores, he was happy.

To be honest, Ryan is no less worried about Chen Jing than Chen Boxu, because he knows that he is his benefactor.

Although the scum in the wasteland will eat people without spitting out their bones, they also know the principle of repaying kindness with a drop of water and a spring of spring.

"Fortunately...fortunately I came back in time..."

Chen Bofu stood beside Chen Jing's bed with a worried look on his face. The bucket next to the old man's feet contained a lot of asphalt-like black substance, which had just been extracted from Chen Jing's body.

As for the ancient relic that caused Chen Jing to fall into such an embarrassing situation, it was currently on the bedside table, and Chen Bofu looked at it as if he were an enemy.

Although he knew the danger of ancient relics from the beginning, he really didn't expect that his grandson would "find out" its use, let alone... that it could be so dangerous.

Chen Boxu had already asked Ryan about what happened today, so he knew that this ancient relic could be regarded as his grandson's "savior", but it didn't stop there. Even Lawrence... wasn't he also his savior? ?

But Chen Bofu had no intention of acknowledging their love.

That bullshit ancient relic caused my grandson to become like this...

Even if you saved him, there's no need to suck so much of his blood, right?

You sucked it and you don’t know how to return it?

I don’t have any eyesight at all, just smash it!

As for Lawrence…

That bitch has lived for so many years without knowing how to save some blood-producing medicine, and he still dares to inject his own blood into my grandson's body. This old guy deserves to die!

I'll peel off his skin soon!

"Old, Master! The medicine is good, it's ready!"

"bring here!"

Ryan ran in with an iron pot filled with dark yellow medicinal soup. Although his movements were reckless, his steps were very careful. When he brought the medicinal soup to Chen Bofu, not a drop was spilled.

"Sir, sir, do you think it's okay to endure this..."

"Okay... what the hell!" Chen Boxu turned around and took a look, his eyes almost bulged out, "Isn't it possible that others will be cooked if you drink such a hot medicinal soup?! Why are you so stupid with your skull head! Use it to cool down. Ah bastard!"

"Sorry, sorry! I'm going right now!"

Ryan was not angry because of Chen Boxu's venomous mouth. He even felt that Chen Boxu's reaction was normal...

The benefactor’s grandfather.

Big shot on the big shot head.

I'm so lucky to be able to follow such strong men. Wuwuwu... Mom, you don't have to worry about my safety anymore!

After a while, Ryan came in carefully carrying the soup pot.

"It's warm now. Master, if you think it's still hot, I'll take it to cool down. I see there are still ice cubes in the refrigerator..."

"You can still use the refrigerator?" Chen Boxu glanced at him, not intentionally sarcastic, but simply curious, "I remember that the wasteland is full of bumpkins."

"Not in the past few years." Ryan replied truthfully.

"What's the matter? In recent years, have more people robbed goods?" Chen Boxu asked.

Ryan nodded and said that there have been more refugees in the wasteland in recent years, and they have also robbed a lot of goods in the city.

"I was stammering before, but now I'm fluent..." Chen Boxu laughed, took the soup pot and looked at it. After making sure the temperature was right, he picked up the spoon and started feeding Chen Jing the medicine in small sips.

"Occasionally, I get sick... I don't stutter when I get excited!"

"It's okay if you want to follow my grandson. It's not okay for my grandson Chen Boxu not to find a servant to serve you, but you! Fix your stuttering problem in the future!"

"I, I work hard!"

"You don't need to work hard, I'll help you..."

Upon hearing this, Ryan was startled.

Although Ryan didn't know how Chen Boxu could help him, he still chose to believe without hesitation.

Because his thinking logic is very simple, since Chen Boxu is so powerful, there must be a way to cure his stuttering.

A pot of soup weighs almost two kilograms.

Chen Bofu carefully fed Chen Jing for almost half an hour before letting Chen Jing drink it all.

When he told Ryan to wash the pot, Chen Jing's belly also swelled. From a distance, it looked like he was pregnant...

"It should be no problem, this is the recipe."

Chen Bofu muttered to himself, looking at Chen Jing's belly that kept rising and shrinking, he still felt a little worried.

The medicine was correct and the blood was replenished.

But why am I still having a fever...

After thinking carefully for a long time, Chen Bofu could only attribute this reaction to the fact that his grandson's physical condition was too poor and the medicine was too strong, so he was not able to replenish his weakness.

"damn thing."

Ryan, who was washing pots in the kitchen, heard Chen Boxu cursing, and his first reaction was that he had done something wrong again. But when he looked back, he realized that Chen Boxu was cursing the ancient relic on the bedside table, and he immediately became confused. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a great harm to my grandson..."

Chen Bofu picked up the Holy Grail of the Yellow King and once again had the idea of ​​destroying it completely, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do so, at least he was not prepared to do so without Chen Jing's consent.

What's the point of making your grandson unhappy?

What's more, it really worked hard this time.

"It would be great if you could make my grandson become an old descendant..." Chen Bofu suddenly sighed and put the Yellow King's Holy Grail back.

With the help of the "pollution" of ancient relics, ordinary people can transform into ancient descendants.

This kind of thing has never happened before in history.

But that's just a legend...

At least Chen Bofu, who was well-informed, had never seen a living example. Those legends were all read from books. No one can tell whether they are true or false.

"Ryan!"

"What, what's wrong, sir!"

"Come here and treat your illness. I don't want to have a little stutter to support my grandson in the future..."

……

Chen Jing had a long dream.

dreaming.

He returned to the real world, no, to be precise, he returned to normal life.

There is no other world in the dream, and there is no biological leap test.

But in the dream, there are family and friends.

Have……

"Hey, you're not going to die, are you?"

Chen Jing, who was sleeping, suddenly felt his nose itching, and heard someone whispering in his ear, with worry in his tone.

"Don't die. I only have you as my younger brother. Don't you want to be friends with me? I can consider it!"

Chen Jing felt the man touch his forehead, and then he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Damn it, why is it so hot? It's like fucking grilled pork chops..."

Chen Jing felt his consciousness gradually clearing up, but his dizziness was still strong.

He almost used all his strength to slowly open his eyelids, and then he saw the figure squatting beside the bed and stroking his nose with hair.

"Your metaphor is quite subtle..."

"Fuck! You're awake!"

"Why did you become two..."