In front of the amusement center, Shen Meichuan didn't dare to approach her son's side for a moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Why is he staring at this place? Shen Meichuan also looked along his line of sight, looking at the signboard that was no longer lit in some places.

It's probably ten or twenty years old, right? This place seems to be a childhood memory of a generation.

It's just that with the process of urbanization, with the emergence of more entertainment venues, and with the development of more large-scale ride-based game theme parks, this place has long since lost its original process.

Its lighting seemed to be quite reasonably dimmed. And recruitment, too, is yellow.

It was the first time she had brought her son to play since coming to the city. The silent gaze evoked Shen Meishu's memories...... Perhaps, it also evokes the memory of her son.

"Do you remember this place?" she walked softly to her son's side.

But she didn't get an answer. Standing here quietly, his eyelids barely blinking, he looked at the yellowed sign...... Will he think about something?

Shen Meichuan suddenly had an impulse, she grabbed her son's arm and led him into the amusement center, which seemed to be so deserted that it would close at any moment.

Perhaps, this place can bring back more memories for him, and even bring him back to normal.

With such anticipation, she couldn't help but speed up a little faster.

The inside of the amusement center is even more deserted than the outside. Most of the machines are shut down. At this time, in front of only one shooting machine, there was an old man who looked quite energetic, skillfully refreshing the score on the scorer.

The coin seller seemed to be dozing, facing such a cold voice - even when he came to business, he did not have the slightest enthusiasm, mechanically ordered the game currency, collected the money, and continued to doze off.

Shen Meichuan didn't care about the coldness here and the bad attitude of the coin seller.

Instead, she felt a little lucky...... No one noticed, and for her, it was actually a good thing. At least no one would notice some of her son's anomalies.

In front of a tortoise-beating machine, Shen Meishu tried to make her son think of more things.

"Remember, when you first came here, you played this kind of game...... Well, although this machine is different from the original one, do you remember? At that time, you played for an hour, and you didn't want to leave, and you were still making awkward noise. ”

But her son didn't fail to respond, as if he had heard it, and as if he hadn't heard it at all.

But she was not discouraged. She grabbed the hammer that hung in front of the machine and handed it into her son's hand. She also saw that her son did not grasp it, and the hammer fell to the ground at once.

Shen Meichuan picked it up again, and the hammer fell from her son's hand again.

Pick up, drop, pick up, drop.

Repeating again and again, Shen Meishu's eyes were full of perseverance, and she did not show any impatience.

She felt incredible, and in recent years, as the business of the contracted factory gradually fell to her knees, her temper seemed to grow day by day, and gradually became impatient.

But now, when doing such repetitive, monotonous, boring, and even uncomfortable things, she has no resentment.

Finally, when her son learned to grasp the hammer, Shen Mei was slowly happy from the bottom of her heart. She began to teach him how to hammer the tortoises that began to flicker.

After a while, it looks very clumsy, and the score is naturally miserable...... It's just that she grabbed her son's hand like this, and she felt a kind of happiness that she hadn't experienced for a long time.

She remembered the old days...... A long time ago, when her son was a child.

She always took the trouble to teach him to walk over and over again, and she always taught him to babble with great patience - at that time, there was never the slightest irritability, even if he only learned to take one step, even if he only learned to say a word that was not clear, it was enough to make her happy for most of the day.

Until this time, Shen Meichuan suddenly discovered that it was the happiest time in her life.

Wealth in the world, hope for a son to become a dragon...... How often had she forgotten this original, purest happiness?

That day, the day he came into this world, the day when his little palm opened slightly in front of her eyes...... Why could she forget those things?

Shen Meishu didn't know when to stop...... Without her guidance, her son's hand stopped holding the hammer.

She blamed herself, frantically guilty, choked up and said, "I shouldn't just care about business, and I shouldn't force you to study like this...... I ......"

After all, she couldn't speak, and the weakest part of her heart seemed to be pierced by something, and it was like a fish in her throat, and they all stinged and stinged.

Silent tears.

Suddenly her hand fell down, and the hammer struck the head of one of the plastic turtles—her son's own hand.

But he still didn't speak, his gaze still glazed, he just moved...... But this simple and mechanical action was enough to make Shen Meichuan seem to see the dawn, and she couldn't help but look at this young face stupidly.

......

"Two bottles of Coke, ten pieces. ”

"Give. ”

More than an hour passed quietly in front of the old tortoise-beating machine...... Even when the amusement center was about to close.

Shen Mei's slow steps were fast, and she walked towards her son...... Even when she saw it from afar, she had a feeling of contentment, as if her whole heart was filled.

Why, in the past few years, have you forgotten this feeling?

But she soon stopped—in front of her, a woman in a black dress, was walking towards her.

Shen Mei was stunned, if she remembered correctly, this woman should have met once in front of the hotel...... But why is she here?

Shen Mei slowly lowered her head and walked past the other party, but the moment she walked by, she heard the voice of the woman in the black dress.

She said, "Why don't you let him be buried in the ground?"

Shen Meishu stopped suddenly, and turned around in a bit of a panic - she was sure that she had never known this woman, and she had only met once, but why did she know this...... What else does she know?

"You...... Who are you?" Shen Mei said vigilantly, "You have been following me?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's you who matters. ”

The woman dressed in black shook her head and said, "I don't know how you used to make him what he is now. But do you really feel good about that? The deceased is like this, why bother his peace. ”

"What do you know!" Shen Mei became excited for a moment.

The other party sighed and said, "I'm also raising some children." They are even more important to me than my life...... I understand what it's like to be a mother. ”

"You understand...... You know, then don't stop me!"

"But you know, your son's body is full of corpse gas...... That's not a good thing for you. After a long time, you will have physical problems. ”

The woman in the black dress seemed to be a little unbearable, but she still continued: "Listen, he may become a walking corpse...... It's a state you absolutely don't want to see. ”

Shen Meishu looked at the other party more vigilantly, "I don't know you! I don't know what you're talking about! Please don't harass me! I've already lost him once, I can't let myself lose him again! Since you understand a mother's feelings, then you should understand me!"

"Why are humans always so stubborn?"

She could only sigh, but soon smiled bitterly with self-deprecation: "But I'm not qualified to say anything about you...... I also have stubbornness after death. Well, I'll live upstairs from you, and if you need anything, knock on the door of my room. Hopefully, it won't be that day. ”

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

"Blackwater. She whispered, "My name is Blackwater." ”

She hates humans, and she doesn't mean that she identifies with humans here, she just feels compassion...... I stood in this position as a mother. (To be continued.) )