Chapter 2 What about the worldview of everyday life?

Put the books on the table into the school bag, skillfully zip it up, pick up the school bag and carry it cross-body on your shoulder, and walk out with the flow of people after school.

For a day, no one came to trouble him, and the only explanation was that those who were looking for trouble had been warned by Tachibana. This made Mo Ling, who thought that he was being used as a shield by the girl, very hurt, and wondered if he had delusions of being killed.

On the way, there are campus buildings that seem to grow in the forest, facing the faint sunlight, stepping on the fallen leaves, feeling the fragrance in the air, and the uncomfortable thoughts in the brain disappear with the wind, and the body seems to become lighter.

Passing students are talking about a new movie, about a pretty girl, about a weekend date with someone.

The distance between home and school is not very far, and it only takes more than ten minutes to walk to home.

took out the key to open the door, and Mo Ling had a smile on the corner of his mouth. My sister is in her second year of junior high school, and she leaves school earlier than herself, so her well-behaved sister must have already made dinner.

Well, the life of a well-behaved sister is incomprehensible to countless salted fish.

Passing through the short hallway, the kitchen was empty and there were no hot dishes. Well, I forgot that I didn't hold back my sister's coquettishness the day before yesterday, and after telling the computer password. That well-behaved sister is gone.

Mo Ling walked towards his room with a cold face, it was time for his sister to understand that a sister who can help her brother cook dinner is a good sister!

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Due to the redecoration of the Internet café, a batch of more than eighty percent of the new computers are now rented, the computer display screen is smooth and clean without scratches, the double USB interface is tight, the mouse feels good, and the sound quality is excellent.

If necessary, place an order at our store. The price of the day in the city: 200 yuan per day.

PS: There are 3 new unopened high-profile machines, if necessary, please add the buckle group: 38996XXXX

Mo Ling silently closed the [Treasure Hunt] store page on the mobile phone page.

Sure enough, people often say that there are many black stores on the Internet, and they are not wrong. Eighty percent of new computers dare to bid 200 yuan a day, isn't it 6,000 a month, you can buy a high-end new machine.

Except for people who are stupid and have a lot of money, who will buy it?

As for why you should search for computer information on the Internet? Mo Ling silently turned his gaze to the sister who looked like a good baby in front of him.

As if he felt Mo Ling looking at him, Mo Luo raised his neck, as if he wanted to add a little momentum to himself.

"It's all because my brother's computer is so bad. I just accidentally clicked on the ad pop-up window that popped up, and the computer broke down! ”

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Mo Ling looked at her sister silently.

"Ahhh

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Mo Ling continued to look at his sister in silence.

"I admit my mistake, I can't admit my mistake! In the future, I will definitely draw a line with that classmate, and I must listen to my brother's words, and my handsome brother will spare me this time, okay? Morrow held her brother's arm and swayed.

"Let go, this will be seen by others, but it will be thought that it is controlled by the sister!"

"Don't let it go, unless my brother spares me, I'll let it go this time."

At least my brother didn't have to look at himself with that cold gaze, and this method proved that his method was useful, and Mo Luo hugged his arms tighter.

"Forget it this time, don't take it as an example. Also, don't torture my arms with your barren breasts in the future. Mo Ling pulled out his arm with a cold face, turned around and walked towards the door. No, if you pretend to be any longer, your conscience will be condemned.

Looking at Mo Ling's back, Mo Luo had a look of fear on his face, what should I do! Although my brother seems to have forgiven, I am trembling with anger when I see my brother's shoulders from the back!

No, remedial measures must be taken. I decided that I would have a good dinner prepared before my brother came home.

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For a computer for crickets, Mo Ling doesn't care. The sacrifice of that computer is completely worth it for my sister to realize her mistakes and change back to that well-behaved and cute appearance.

Cross two roads, cross two more natural areas, and then cross the last few city alleys to reach the computer store.

His life is destined to be ordinary, Mo Ling has always thought so, and the facts have proved this very well.

Mo Ling, who was walking through the alley, heard such a sentence from the corner not far away.

"Hey, come here! Guess what I found in this corner? A lonely girl! ”

Although Mo Ling believes in energy-saving ism, he will never provoke unnecessary trouble. But if you turn a blind eye to such a situation, you can't be called a man anymore.

Following the sound of the wall, I turned the corner and saw several bullies surrounding a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in the corner.

The girl was wearing a gothic loli dress, her black hair was tied into two ponytails, her body was trembling slightly against the wall, and her somewhat immature face looked particularly pale in the setting sun.

If Mo Ling chooses to leave, then it is estimated that something like [Bully Alley Siege の Girl No Miserable] will happen.

If a hot-blooded boy sees this scene, he will definitely rush up as soon as his brain is hot. At that time, there were only two possibilities -

One: The aura of the hot-blooded young protagonist is wide open, and the hero successfully saves the beauty.

Two: Or because of the lack of important documents, the protagonist's aura fails to open, which triggers some kind of indescribable event about philosophy.

Ordinary teenagers are simple, either run to the neighborhood and call someone, or call the police.

A person with a high IQ can save the girl safely with a mortal body, and use his wisdom to punish several big men and win the girl's heart.

Mo Ling is not a hot-blooded teenager, nor is he an ordinary teenager.

So, Mo Ling naturally chose to use the practices of ordinary people. As a believer in energy conservationism, how can you not use simple methods and ask for trouble?

"Hey~~~"

I turned on my phone and shouted at the backs of several bullies. However, because the voice was too soft, the other party did not react, and several hands had already reached out towards the girl.

Mo Ling took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Hey! A few over there. ”

This time it was much louder, and it finally caught the attention of several bullies.

"Are you looking for death? Boy"

"Bang Bang Bang"

Mo Ling quickly took a few photos of the bullies in the distance, and shouted at the same time: "I have already taken pictures, if you feel that it doesn't matter, you can continue." If you leave here, I won't call the police."

Mo Ling knew that the intensity of verbal oppression must be controlled, the force was too small, and there was no deterrent effect at all. Too much force may cause backlash.

Several bullies in the distance thought about the current situation, looked at the distance between Yu Mo Ling, and under the oppression of some inexplicable force, they decisively chose to leave.

Seeing several bullies leaving, the girl suddenly softened to the ground.

Sure enough, human beings all look at faces, and they are no exception. If it was an ugly and fat girl, or a teenager, Mo Ling's help might end there.

It's just that for the girl in front of him, Mo Ling couldn't make the decision to abandon it for some reason. Walked over and helped the girl up, and found that the girl seemed to be frightened and weakened.

Mo Ling smiled helplessly, picked up the girl on her back, and walked in the opposite direction where several bullies left.

The girl lay quietly on Mo Ling's body, feeling the girl's soft body, and the girl's body fragrance faintly. Mo Ling only has one feeling now, it's so heavy! Sure enough, it's a pot that I never exercise!

"Hey, tell me your home address or your parents' phone number," Mo Ling asked the girl on her back.

The girl leaned weakly on Mo Ling's shoulder, and shook her head slightly when she heard Mo Ling's words.

"I don't have parents and I don't have a home."

Hearing such an answer, Mo Ling felt that it was a big trouble. Feeling the soft and weak body behind him, he was a little helpless: "My home and hotel, choose one by yourself"

As soon as Mo Ling's voice fell, an answer sounded from behind him.

In the complicated expression on the face of the boss who looked like an uncle in the hotel, Mo Ling opened a room in the hotel.

Looking at the pale and panting young man in the mirror, Mo Ling picked up a handful of water and slapped it on his face, letting the water run down his face. His body is too weak, just carrying a girl who is less than a hundred pounds tired like this.

Pull out the towel from the shelf, soak it, wring it out vigorously, and with a slight amount of force, you will feel a slight soreness in the muscles of your shoulder.

Shouldn't you take some time to exercise?

Back to the bedroom with a towel, the girl leaned against the head of the bed, still very weak.

"Wipe your face first", Mo Ling handed the towel in his hand to the girl.

As soon as the girl took the towel, she fell on the bed.

Mo Ling sighed slightly, picked up the towel that fell on the bed, pressed the back of the girl's head with one hand, and gently wiped the dust on the girl's face with the other hand.

The girl was a little flustered at first, and when she found that she couldn't resist, she let Mo Ling move, and then squinted slightly to enjoy it.

"So, let's introduce yourself first," Mo Ling threw the towel on the table and said to the girl.

The girl was silent for a moment before she spoke: "Xia Huang"

"Very nice name, you can call me Mo Ling"

Mo Ling leaned on the table and smiled at the girl, put one hand in his pocket, and leaned forward slightly.

"So, can you really introduce yourself? You should know how your body is doing. It's just that it's impossible to be frightened, I guess I was already so weak before this."

Sure enough, the girl who called herself Xia Huang trembled slightly when she heard Mo Ling's words, and it took a long time to raise her head to look at Mo Ling, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

"Can I trust you?" The girl asked.

"Follow your heart and believe in the answer in your heart."

Hearing Mo Ling's words, Xia Huang's confused eyes gradually became firm.

"Have you ever heard of the existence of nightmares?"

"Nightmare?" Although Mo Ling understood the meaning of the word, he didn't know what the girl meant?

"Nightmares are born from the seeds of lust in human dreams, and conquering them can gain power over mortals and become the chosen one. Devoured by it, it loses its existence and becomes a puppet manipulated by nightmares. ”

Nightmares, inhuman beings.

Mo Ling was directly stunned, although he had always felt that this world ten times the size of the earth should have some animals that did not exist on the earth. But the sudden appearance of such a super unscientific thing is still a little difficult to accept.

"The nightmare is a misfortune for humanity, and even conquering it gains power over mortals. To be a Chosen One is to become a shepherd dog for the Federated flock. The Chosen One, it's ridiculous! The more Xia Huang spoke, the more excited he became, and he couldn't control his emotions.

And if that existence is called a shepherd dog? Then ordinary people like themselves are a group of lambs ready to be slaughtered at any time! Although Mo Ling didn't fully believe Xia Huang's words, if these were true, then the human race was really sad.

"I don't want to be a tool in the hands of the Federation and be hunted down by the Federation. Although he escaped by chance, he was only dying, if you hadn't happened to be passing by..."Speaking of this, Xia Huang seemed to understand something, and his face became more and more pale.

"I'm so stupid, really. How can the power of the individual be able to resist it... Ahem" Xia Huang was saying, suddenly covering his mouth and coughing, blood gradually oozing from his fingers.

Fortunately, Mo Ling was very close to the bed, and she held the girl in time, otherwise the girl would definitely fall to the ground. But due to the rush of the situation, the position of the hand is a little wrong. Mo Ling only had one feeling now.

- It's so small.