Spring 2036

Mr. Zhang's home was cleaned to celebrate Loire's arrival, the first Chinese New Year he had spent in the United States.

In his room, he packed his luggage that had been piled up in the corner, which he hadn't touched for months, because he didn't want to see what his parents had given him, and every time he saw it, he could always think back to his time in China.

But this time he casually rummaged through the suitcase to see if there was anything to throw away, and as soon as he opened the box, a toy rifle came into his eyes, this gun was unknown how many years old, it was covered with dust, and this toy gun did not have a trigger.

It should be a toy two years ago, I remember that he had been begging his mother to buy this gun, for this gun he also did not hesitate to roll on the ground with his face, and his mother looked around and finally had to compromise, at that time this gun was like his baby heart and liver to sleep next to him to sleep.

When I went to school, I had to hide it in my school bag, and when I got to the classroom, I began to show off to the big tree, and when the big tree saw the toy gun, he was envious and said that he wanted to buy one too.

Li Zhize's family is not wealthy, and in order to buy a gun for her son, his mother even bought a lot less meat for dinner.

But after a few days he got tired of playing, and that day he threw the gun in the trash can and ran back to school in disgrace, because he saw the big tree in the school and bought a bigger gun.

Li Zhize saw that his son didn't care about toys so much, so he quickly hid the gun in his room.

"Where's your rifle, we'll go head-to-head after school tomorrow!" Dashu took the fifty-centimeter-long sniper rifle in his hand and aimed it at Loire's head: "Jump! ”

"Heads-up is heads-up! Who's afraid of whom! Loire clenched his fists, he was jealous that the tree had a better gun than he had.

When he got home from school, he found that the rifle in the trash can was gone, but the soy milk box he had thrown away in the morning was still in the trash box: "Dad, where is my gun!" ”

Li Zhize was reading the newspaper on the dilapidated wooden sofa on the side, and was interrupted by his son as soon as he saw the wonderful part, he didn't speak, just sighed and walked into his room and took out the rifle.

"If you don't care about your own toys so much, we won't buy them for you next time." After Li Zhize handed over the toy rifle to his son, he sat back on the sofa and read the newspaper.

After getting the rifle, he hurriedly ran out of the door, he wanted to prove to Taishu that his gun was better than his sniper rifle.

Who knows, the muzzle of the sniper rifle that ran out of the big tree in the neighborhood was aimed at his head.

"Boom!" Big Tree pulls the trigger and voices his sniper rifle.

Hearing the voice of the big tree, he quickly turned his head, "You cheat!" The game hasn't started yet! ”

"So you have to strike first, you can't start when you die! Briefly! The big tree grimaced and jumped in the direction of his house.

"Bastard!!" He threw the rifle in his hand to the ground, and the toy could not be eaten with this slamming slam, and the trigger was detached at once.

Li Zhize, who saw his son returning empty-handed in the house, shook his head again, and when his son entered the room, he went out of the house and put the toy gun back.

Thinking of this, Loire found the abandoned trigger in the box and put it back in the rifle, and in an instant the gun seemed to come to life, "Do you see my master, I seem to have lost it." ”

Loire picked up a tissue next to his bedside table to wipe the dust off his body, "He won't come back." ”

"What's wrong with him?"

"He was killed by that sniper rifle." Loire smiled and placed the little rifle in the most prominent place in the room.