What is the flickering light? Where is this?

Yamucha opened her eyes, and the general pain of electrical conduction spread throughout her body. Hands and feet can't move, surrounded by high-end furniture, electrical appliances, spotless, really different from their own kennel. As soon as he looked up, Yamucha saw the sign he least wanted to see.

- Capsule Company.

Flashed through my mind, all Yamucha remembered, that unbearable scene... Bulma crouched on the ground and looked at her embarrassed self, once her hero, now she was down.

Luckily, she didn't choose me...

Not reconciled? There must be. Remorse is more of a remorse for your own weakness. Yamucha clenched her fists and wanted to vent.

"Yo, you're awake!"

At the door, Bulma wrapped her head in a bath towel, said hello to Yamucha, and then walked in step by step. It's still the smell of high-quality perfume, the charming eyes, the slender figure, Yamucha seems to go back to more than ten years ago.

Bulma lifted the quilt and stroked her breasts with her slender hand, and Yamucha was shocked and screamed "wow".

"Haha, it's more than 40 people, and you're still shy?"

The laughter was still full of youth, and two dimples suddenly burst out.

"You're the mother of two children, pay attention to your image!"

Yamucha pushed the hand open on his chest, pulled the quilt with one hand, and turned over. The humiliation forces himself to try not to face his ex-girlfriend. It's just that a soft heat sticks to his neck, crawling up to his face little by little. Suddenly, Bulma's whispered words rang in his ears:

"Have you forgotten that we have had skin-to-skin kisses?"

Turning over the river and the sea, the dragon soars into the sky. Yamucha is no longer an empty furniture with white flowers in front of her, and she remembers the past scene after scene, filled with grief and anger. She was supposed to have me in her life, but now I'm just a passerby, and I can't imagine the woman I've always been in love with, and the monkey Saiyan who killed her.

Vegeta of rolling nm, you killed hundreds of thousands of earthlings, why, why can you still be whitewashed! And stole my most beloved woman?

The Yamu tea that rolled nm was really young and frivolous back then, and he thought differently and moved from day to night. Everyone else is exercising, and I'm trying to improve my strength in order to fight against the androids that are about to appear, but what am I doing? Mix the bar, bubble girl! I don't actually know that countless nights, Bulma tossed and turned, crying red eyes every morning...

I'm a scumbag.

Everything and now the result is self-inflicted.

"It's pathetic, you're not even as good as Satan's!"

The words of the street gangsters echoed in my mind, and the aftermath lingered for a long time. Cry? It can't be, it's just that the sheets "squeak" are about to be torn.

"Yamucha, in fact, I'm not doing well at all, if you worked so hard at the beginning..."

It was very quiet, but Yamucha could hear it clearly, and at the same time felt a strong warmth against her back, so familiar and unfamiliar.

Don't do this, please don't...

The world is sinking.

"How can it be bad, with the world's largest capsule company, the president has to give three faces, and..."

With a low face, no matter how strong the light was, he couldn't see Yamucha's expression, he paused, his old Adam's apple trembled, and then said:

"There is also the strongest Saiyan prince in the world, you see Trunks and Bula, all of them are so capable, they are really beyond the reach of Goku when he was a child, how secure and accomplished"

"Hehe..."

In the back of his head, sneers and cold tears coldly doused all the irrationality of Yamucha.

"Happiness? You think I'm also an aggressive Saiyan? Don't you even know me? Yamu tea..."

Hands, holding themselves, beating the heart. Gently, casually turning around, looking at each other. Tears are swaying, making people pity, slightly opening lips, Yamucha can hardly hear other noises, as if sentences are coming from the soul.

"I'm just an ordinary woman, I'm playful, I also need someone to take care of me, I'm not a tech genius girl, do you know how I can get by? You all know, I support the company alone, my home is still me, even Bra was born by me, he will only keep exercising, like a robot, all the time thinking about how to surpass Wukong, I really don't know what the difference is between getting married and not married. ”

A tear fell on his own hands.

But what can be done, they are all middle-aged and elderly people, everything is already in the boat, and it is difficult to turn back.

Yamucha didn't want anything, once with pity, picked up the sheet and gently wiped it over her beautiful face. In Yamucha's eyes, Bulma is still Bulma, even if the wrinkles are like vines crawling all over her face, in his heart, Bulma will always be 16 years old and innocent and cute.

"Originally, you weren't married, and besides, it's your own family matter, what's my business..."

A word woke up the tearful beauty, and with a "whoosh", Bulma got out of bed and sorted out her gaffe. Looking back at Yamucha, what his eyes conveyed was a language that could not be expressed in the depths of his soul, how could Yamucha, who had a good heart, not understand this girl who had been with him for more than ten years.

"You really live like a stray old dog, Yamucha, fortunately, I didn't choose you."

Turn off the lights and it's pitch black. Bitter smiles, giggles, tears...

"Smack!"

The moment I didn't want to be seen, the lights came on. Even in his most humble moment, is God unwilling to take care of him?

"Is it fair!"

In the tears in his eyes, he was the last thing he wanted to see. A blue tight-fitting training suit with a well-stretched battle armor on the upper body.

"Cut!"

I don't know who it is, Vegeta. With an impatient face, he turned his back and slammed the door with great disdain.

Roll out of the Nam Vegeta!

is like a child wetting the bed and being discovered by his parents, and even his most humiliating moment was picked up and sentenced on the spot. A thought of evil is deep in one's heart.

Without these monkeys, the world wouldn't be so turbulent, and Bulma wouldn't be so sad.

Bulma's tears, Bulma's scent, Bulma's words, Yamucha didn't know how to face it the next day.

I really hope that I will always sink in this darkness.

However, the time gears could not be stuck, and the next day came as promised.

"Bula, go and call Uncle Yamucha for dinner."

"Okay!"

Yamucha hid in the corner and woke up early. Early morning is a beautiful day, the sun is soft, not dazzling at all, Bulma is always so dignified and beautiful. And I can only dare to appreciate this beauty from afar.

"Uncle, it's time to eat!"

"Well... Good. ”

Yamucha shuffled and sat down uneasily. Vegeta divided five by two, finished his breakfast, didn't say a word, and turned to leave. Trunks, who was already a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, was handsome and compelling, and asked a little:

"Dad, still want to train? Can you stop? Accompany your mother a little, you've been practicing too often lately, and the effect..."

"Long-winded! When will you follow these ignorant and lazy earthlings! ”

Vegeta went straight to the training room, and it seemed that Bulma was right, just a robot in TM.

"Mom, this hairpin is a gift from me."

Trunks blushed as he handed over the beautifully packaged gift box.

"It's good to give Xiao Wu, what to do for my mother, it's all old, haha."

Having said that, it can be seen that Bulma was very happy. Yamucha sighed, fortunately, she still has these two lovely spiritual pillars.

"Uncle Yamucha, don't you give your mother a gift?"

Bra is innocent. Yamucha suddenly turned to lime, just as embarrassed as Bulma.

"Don't talk nonsense, Bra!"

Trunks lectured Lower Bla a little harshly. Bulma put down the dishes and said:

"Yamucha, come to the yard after you eat, I have something to do with you. Trunks, go to school, Xiao Wu is probably waiting for you at the door. Bra, go play in your room. ”

Bulma got up and left the table. Hearty breakfast with only a small gap.

What's the matter? What will happen if you find me this scrap?

Yamucha was puzzled.