Chapter 251: Memories

Xiao Yusheng has not been interested in such large-scale events from beginning to end, from the old-fashioned entrance ceremony and the so-called grand occasions such as the host and some boring programs.

Not knowing how to express his thoughts, and no matter what the others thought, he leaned back in his comfortable seat and fell asleep.......

Gradually, a blue cave opened up in front of his eyes, similar to the wormhole he had when he entered the game, and instead of a simple river of time and space, electricity flowed around him.

Countless small blue snakes gathered together, but after a while, they dispersed. He lowered his head and realized that he had no body. It seems that he may be in the state of a wandering spirit, wandering in this strange space.

He involuntarily moved in the direction of the current, which strangely split and merged, circulating in a very complete and winding and rugged network.

Something below guided him, and his consciousness was drawn to follow. A sharp sound piercing the eardrum made Xiao Yusheng's head ache for a while, and when the blank space in front of him appeared colored, he saw the memories he had obtained from the terminal in recent days.

It's no longer blurry, it's like viewing in VR.

I remember that it was the first day after a quarrel with my parents. Xiao Yusheng was lying on the bed, the back of his right hand was on his forehead, his eyes were dim and sad.

Both his father and mother strictly forbade him to attend Grandpa Zhang's funeral. The reason is very simple, it is better for children to participate less in funerals, and it has nothing to do with the family.

Xiao Yusheng sneered at this. He didn't understand what it meant to be 'okay'. Grandpa Zhang's kindness and love for him is not just a simple word of thanks.

He understood the cold-bloodedness between adults, but he didn't want to understand. He just wanted to stand at Grandpa Zhang's funeral and shed even a tear for him, even if he said one more word of thanks.

"Xiao Yusheng, you open the door! I'll tell you! I've investigated, Zhang Xin's kid is not careful, he doesn't study and always fights with others. It's the same with Mu Linglong at the door, you see her mother running out to drink all day long, and she came home drunk. How much better can children be with such parents!? Less contact with them in the future! No matter what excuse you have!"

His mother was hammering the door hard outside, and some years the handle seemed to have been unscrewed from the outside, and the lock he had deliberately put on it was quite loose.

Xiao Yusheng suddenly had the idea of replacing the lock.

He had no intention of lying down, and this dryness rose in his heart.

Hahahahaha..........

He began to laugh nervously alone, the red sunset coming through the window adding a touch of danger to his eyes.

"Talking about other people's things, I never reflected on it, as if I was doing everything right..... There is no black and white in this world, isn't it because there are different degrees of deviation on the line where everyone's thoughts are aligned.......?

It could be his indignation or his pathos, and he whispered sharply alone, his teeth creaking unconsciously.

The more he knew his powerlessness as a child, the more he wanted to resist, and this seed was planted deep in his heart. He stood up and walked over to the computer desk, the old computer, it was time to sacrifice the first step of his revolution.

Revolution....... He muttered.

It's a good word, he likes it very much, and for a moment his eyes widened in the bright red that still remained in the sunset, and the smile became more and more weird.

He sat in front of the computer and worked until about 10 o'clock in the evening, and he would not pay attention to any knocks on the door outside. He was already indulging in his fantasy world, and he frantically typed the keyboard, and in the PS software, there were more than a dozen pages of text densely typeset, which indicated the time and significance of each plan.

The decadence of a few hours ago was long gone, and in the midst of his excitement, he heard the vibrating sound of his mobile phone in his ears, and then the music sounded and made him put down everything in his hands.

He saved them, turned off the computer, and unplugged them from the power supply. Picking up his phone and staring back at the door for a few moments, he turned around and pushed the window open.

His family lives on three floors, at a certain height above the ground. There is no cushion underneath, and if you jump like this, you will undoubtedly break your bones.

The suspended heart diminishes his calmness, and the beating heart in his ears is like a mosquito in the night.

"There's no other way around now, is there?" he smiled wryly at himself in the window.

Gritting his teeth and turning his heart sideways, he jumped deep. There's a flat ground down there, and it's going to hurt a bit. In less than a second as he fell, he thought of trying to use the tumble to reduce the impact.

It's a pity that the moment his feet hit the ground, the pain from the soles of his feet seemed to be broken. A slack made him roll sideways on the ground.

No matter how much it hurt, he couldn't help but scream. The stuffy breath in his chest was held back, and he moved forward in a crawling position, and his strong palms took on a lot of responsibilities for the soles of his feet. It may be that it is too hot today, no one comes out for a walk, Xiao Yusheng is alone and leans against the object and limps forward.

Finally got to the owl's office at eleven o'clock.

The owl hurried over to catch him as he was about to collapse, set him up, and put the misplaced bones in place. Then he saw the owl take out an injection from the back room and shoot it into his leg without saying anything.

A miraculous scene happened, those ice-blue potions poured into his body, and then coolly merged with the blood, quickly repairing his injured and damaged tissues. There seemed to be a bone crack in the ankle, and the pain was relieved after the blood circulated again and again.

He tried to walk down the ground, but the touch from the soles of his feet didn't feel like the same as after a broken bone.

"What is this?"

"It's a magic potion. He quipped.

Xiao Yusheng's eyes widened, "You're a wizard?"

"You believe it?" the owl glared as well.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled. The owl spread his hands with a little helplessness, "To be precise, I'm not a magician anymore. ”

"That's right...... I don't know who you really are. Wouldn't it be better to describe this general concept as a magician?" he laughed.

"So, what are you here for?

He smiled noncommittally, straightened his hat and clothes, and sat back in the chair behind his desk. His fingers were crossed, and his eyes as vast as stars shone with an incredible light in the night.

Xiao Yusheng was silent. The owl pursed his lips, thought for a while, and then lowered his eyes and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I can see that. But I ....... Can't cure you. ”

He could feel the owl's deep frustration. He smiled innocently with hope and fantasy for tomorrow. It was also the first time in many years that he smiled so sincerely, making the first move to be able to abandon all darkness and embrace the light.

"I know it's not something you can rely on. In fact....... I've found a way and I need your help. So, I want to make a lot of pact with you to bind me, can you promise me?"

The owl understood the weight of the burden deeply, and he opened his mouth but could not speak. After all, the shabby house still settled down the words just now.

Xiao Yusheng stood up and walked to the door with some disappointment, and his palm touched the handle......

"Thank you, that... Bye. ”

"Wait!" the owl called to him.

He let out a breath and stood up with his chest puffed. The tall man of more than one meter and seven meters stood with Xiao Yusheng, without much sense of distance.

"I accept!"

The moment his voice landed, a huge movement came from Xiao Yusheng's ears.

A thunderous sound woke him from his sleep. When I opened my sleepy eyes, it was quieter than the cradle of a dream, and this was undoubtedly a messy battlefield.

The stage was filled with gunsmoke, and the students around them moved up to start the class chorus. There was still a bit of confusion in his eyes, and when he followed the large army in the crowd, he looked back and saw a vague shadow appearing.

To be continued......