Slammed up from the bed, his body was not restrained, it seemed that the other party was quite relieved, but the memories that followed made him a little puzzled, what are those, what are these people doing?

They have arrested themselves, what is the conspiracy?

Countless doubts flashed through his mind, and he even felt that it was a high-level scam.

But perhaps because he has been reading novels since he was a child, he still has some calmness in his heart in the face of these variables.

Although its ingredients are not high, they are enough for him to face all this rationally.

While he was silent, the door of the room was opened, and the girl from before walked in from outside, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and when she saw that he was awake, she came over to greet him very calmly.

"You're awake? It's good for you. ”

"What?" Dusty Yang didn't seem to react.

"It's good for you. She pointed to Chenziyang's body, Chenziyang's body was weak before he reacted, probably because of the effect of the medicine, this medicine should have a relieving effect.

He wasn't sure whether he should believe it or not, Chen Ziyang took the medicine and drank it, not that he wasn't afraid of death, but he felt that this girl didn't seem to have malicious intent.

"What's your name?"

"Guo Xiaoyu. What about you?"

"My name is Dusty Young.

Then I'm ......"

"They'll tell you, didn't you see it yourself?"

"Are you saying that the things I saw in my dreams are real, and that I am the Master of the Machine Spirits?"

Guo Xiaoyu nodded, "Maybe." ”

"Maybe?"

"We're looking for the Machine Spirit Lord, but you're only one of them, and there are many soul fragments, and you're not the only one. ”

Chen Ziyang recalled the scene in the dream, at the last moment, Nan Shou used his own strength to divide his soul into 5 pieces and scattered them all over the place, which was exchanged for the art of scattering spirits to temporarily resist the attack of the Weapon Clan.

But what will happen in a hundred years? He can't hold on and can't do all his calculations.

Now that these people have come to the door, they should be the descendants of the Machine Spirit Clan.

As for what they were going to do, Dust Ziyang didn't know, in fact, he didn't really believe in their statements in some ingredients.

"You...... Are you with them?" Chen Ziyang looked at Guo Xiaoyu.

"Yes, he's my uncle, that ......" Guo Xiaoyu poked his forehead with his hand and motioned for Chen Ziyang to see.

Dust Yang understood.

She probably meant the man with the scar on his forehead before.

"He's your uncle, are you from the Machine Spirit Clan?"

Guo Xiaoyu didn't speak, but nodded slowly, "Sort of." ”

"Yes, what does this mean? Yes, no, no, what does it mean?"

"It's because ......"

I even wanted to directly refute his words.

Yes, after so many years, it is the first time that you feel wronged, and for the first time, you feel heartache and sadness when you feel that you will be treated unfairly in this family, but what about me?

I've borne that since I was a child, to whom did I say it?

Who did I talk to?

Who can really understand me?

There is no empathy in the world, you have no idea what I think, and no one has ever cared about how my soul will be traumatized.

I mentally thought of several versions of the rebuttal that I wanted to tell my mother.

It was exactly 3:00 p.m.

I think most of the people in the world have fallen asleep, but I can't sleep, and after half an hour of searching for information, I simply replied to her.

I'll talk to you.

Don't be sad.

Other than that, I didn't say anything.

I didn't say that you did this to me when you were a child, nor did I say that you should have to bear so much on your own, I told her that we are all here, you don't have to feel that way, everything will pass.

How capable am I to learn to comfort others at this age?

I don't know what I think, I don't know what she thinks, I don't know if she can reflect a little bit on whether I had such a predicament back then, whether I will also feel wronged because of a very small thing, the fuse of those grievances has continued to this day, I never seem to have prayed for her to think about it.

In terms of family relationships, she has always been the most selfish existence.

What her children can do today is not within her consideration at all, and living this life well is something she will really think about.

I can still remember last year's Chinese New Year, when I didn't go home and stayed alone to do volunteer activities.

My sister sent me a long paragraph late at night that read something like this:

I loved my mom when I was younger, I thought she was good and great, but now I'm really scared, I don't like her at all, I'm scared that I'm going to be like her......

In fact, I can see that my sister is not afraid of our family situation, but my mother's character.

Growing up to such years, I finally know who inherited the cowardice of my life.

The family relationship under the subtle conditions made me feel inferior, forbearance seems to have become a habit, I used to think that I was always to blame, but then I knew that it was the misfortune of our whole family, there was no way to resist, my mother was such a cowardly person, such a cowardly traditional woman who could not change her fate even if she had the opportunity to put it in front of her.

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Ziyang sat at the door and took a deep puff of cigarette, then threw most of the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground, stepped on it with his foot, and stood up helplessly.

Maybe it's because his mind is too delicate, which always makes him feel very unhappy, so even though he is only in his third year of high school, he is already very addicted to smoking, but he is forced to quit smoking.

The third year of high school is a good opportunity, as soon as the college entrance examination is over, I will completely leave this home, and when I can make money, everything will be fine.

On this day, he was depressed, so he rode a bicycle alone, along a highway and walked outside, I don't know how long I walked, the sky had already darkened, and my feet were also a little numb, so I simply stopped, found a roadside, sat on the ground, and was ready to take out a cigarette and enjoy a few puffs.

This place is very remote, and Chenziyang has never been here before, so he really has come a long way to think about it.

Thinking that it was getting dark, I thought, let's go back first.

No matter how big it is, you can't make sleeping on the streets.

With that in mind, he turned around and prepared to ride home.

But suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and the whole person lost consciousness.

On the deserted path, a group of people lifted the little boy in front of them onto the truck next to them, and when they left, they also took the bicycle next to them, started a fire and left the scene.