At 4 a.m. on May 1, 2007.

The sun had not yet risen, and the sky was like a monster with a bloody mouth wide open, dark and heavy, overwhelming people.

This is the darkest hour before dawn.

"Xiaorong, when you see your brother in the future, tell him, my mother misses him!" A woman with a haggard countenance, with a sallow face and no blood, spoke to him with the last of her strength. The woman turned her head slowly, looking out the window at the sky, her expression full of longing, and a teardrop slipped from her dried-up eyes.

"Mommy, Mommy......" a teenager cried out and burst open his teary eyes from a single bed piled high with books and newspapers.

It was not yet dark, and the room was breathtakingly quiet.

It's this dream again!

That was the last time Murong heard his mother's voice, and it became a permanent picture in his mind, and at the same time, it became a nightmare that will never go away.

Murong is fifteen years old this year, but he does not have the youthful frivolity unique to children at this age, and he has a little more stability.

"Shh......hh

"Bang!"

There was a crisp crashing sound, accompanied by Murong's straight raised arm, and a coin was deeply embedded in the opposite wall.

On that mottled wall, a handsome teenager is photographed [a^book^read^novel][.[ yb][du].] The film was sticking to it, and the young man's face was full of heroism, smiling at him, but the photo was already embedded with a layer full of coins.

It's been two years, and it's been two years since my mom died.

Whenever Murong woke up from such a dream, he would raise his hand and punch a coin into the photo opposite to relieve the pain in his heart.

"I hate you!"

……

It was another half-dead and gloomy day, and it was not until ten o'clock in the morning that the sun reluctantly hung in the air.

But this impotent weather did not delay the appearance of the glamorous young woman.

No, on the fifth floor of a high-end residential community, a middle-aged woman who exudes the atmosphere of a mature woman straddling a high-end bag with one hand, and knocking on the door rhythmically with the other white jade finger, a doorbell is installed in this high-end community, but this woman knows that since the doorbell was smashed two years ago, no one has come to repair it.

After knocking three or four times, no one answered, dressed in high-end business clothes, she shook her head gently, sighed slightly, and elegantly took out a bunch of keys from her handbag and opened the door by herself.

As soon as I entered the door, there was no one in the living room, there were scattered clothes on the sofa, and instant noodle bags were discarded randomly on the dining room table.

"Xiaorong, Xiaorong......" After the woman shouted a few times, no one answered, and said to herself: "Where did this stubborn child go?" ”

Slowly opened the door of Murong's room, it was empty, and all that was hit was the smiling photo and the coins all over the place. Seeing this, the woman shook her head again, when will the child's resentment dissipate?

As a rule of thumb, 10 o'clock in the morning is the golden time for most children to sleep in, where will the child go?

Unable to find anyone, the woman put down her bag and began to tidy up the house skillfully, although she was wearing a brand-name professional suit, she was sweeping the floor, mopping the floor, and wiping the table in a decent manner, and she did not have the delicate appearance of those rich wives.

After cleaning the living room, kitchen, and three bedrooms, it took her almost half a day, turned her head to the study, and pushed the door, she actually saw Murong Zheng wearing a big magic sound headset, playing a game intently, at this moment, on the desktop of the game, two big words popped up, with the disappearance of these two words, a towering tree also collapsed with a huge beam of light!

Murong took off his headphones and exhaled a long breath, as if he had woken up from a dream, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, and a shallow smile hung up, which made his not very handsome face show a different temperament.

Turning his head, he suddenly saw the woman staring at him quietly, and couldn't help frowning, "Auntie, why are you here?" Give me a call, I will come to the company to find you, don't bother to run home! You're so busy with your uncle all day......"

The woman gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "Call, how to call, every time your phone is called, it is in arrears and shut down." ”

"Where's your dad?"

Murong shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "It's the same old look, I don't know where I'm drunk again!" I'll go and drag him back in the evening."

"Alas, Xiaorong, my aunt hasn't talked to you for a long time, and today I just took the opportunity to talk to you." The woman said earnestly.

"Oh, I listen to what my aunt says!"

"Listen to the best, your brother has been away from home for several years, and there is no news, your uncle has hired four professional detectives, and he has searched all over the world and has not found them, and our Rong family is only one seedling, you are the only seedling! It's up to you in the future! ”

"Auntie, don't mention him in the future, I don't have a brother!" Murong said lightly, it can be seen that he hates his brother to the core.

"Alas, Xiaorong, I just saw you playing a game, and I was very happy to see that you weren't depressed all day, but don't be like your brother, just say goodbye in order to play any game!"

"Auntie, of course not! Don't worry, you've said this several times! Murong said with a smile, he had no choice about the nagging of his uncle and aunt who had always loved him, since his father was deliberately depressed for some reason, was swept out of the house, and was driven out of the Rong family, the burden of the whole family fell on the shoulders of his mother alone, thanks to the help of his uncle and aunt, so that they could not worry about food and clothing.

The woman also seemed to find out what was wrong with her nagging, and said with a slight smile: "Xiaorong, your uncle used a lot of connections to send you to study in the special forces junior group, why did you suddenly run back?" That's the dream of many people in the country, where are a large part of the generals in the army born, and this network will not change in the future! ”

"Auntie, I'm not that material, I don't want to waste time." Murong said lightly.

Seeing Murong's indifferent look, the woman opened her mouth several times, but never said it.

"Alas, it's okay, you study hard, finish high school, you can choose any university, read it well, and take your uncle and my class early, and we can retire early."

"Auntie, grandpa will be unhappy, and I don't want to do business." Murong Gang wanted to say something, but when he saw his aunt's increasingly frowning brows, he immediately changed his words: "Auntie, it's too early to say this, don't you think I'm going to study hard now, let you help me find Gangcheng No. 2 Middle School, I decided to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University with my own strength." Is my aunt satisfied? ”

Hearing Murong's words, the woman's mood was a little better, and she said: "Xiaorong, your vision is really good, according to my investigation, this Gangcheng No. 2 Middle School is one of the best schools in the country, and it is the training base of Peking University and Tsinghua University, and nearly 80% of the students every year can be admitted to key universities!" ”

When Murong heard this, he said proudly, of course, my three-year special forces junior student did not learn in vain, and reconnaissance is one of the compulsory courses.

Gangcheng No. 2 Middle School, even if I am admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, what does it have to do with me, my target is her-Long Yutong!

Hey!

"Xiaorong, what do you want?" Seeing that Murong suddenly fell into deep thought, the woman asked curiously.

"Ah, nothing! Auntie, I'm okay with the admission procedures, right? Murong hurriedly changed the subject.

"Of course, a small middle school doesn't need me to go out yet! Just ask your subordinates to do it. As she spoke, she took out a document from her bag and said, "This is a letter of introduction, you can hand him over to the principal tomorrow and report it."

"Haha, that's great!"

Seeing Murong jumping up with joy, the woman couldn't help but feel happy, after all, learning was what a child of his age should do.

But how could she have known that entering Gangcheng No. 2 Middle School was just a small beginning of Murong's plan!

It was from here that Murong began his ups and downs in his game career, and also left the game ID-Inverse that shocked the world in the Dota world!