Mu Yun typed the address of a manga website into his browser and began to scroll through the recently updated anime with relish.

As we all know, the two things of animation and the Internet have joined forces to carry forward a culture called "Middle Two".

And Mu Yun, who deeply loves these two, is a patient with secondary two diseases who can't extricate himself.

As a result, all kinds of unrealistic exaggerated fantasies ran through Mu Yun's entire youth.

For example, when he walks to school, he imagines that he can teleport like Kakarot, so that he doesn't have to walk and climb stairs;

For example, during the exam, he hoped to use translated konjac or memory bread, and he deliberately left enough empty space on the first floor of the wardrobe to imagine that he lived with Doraemon;

Another example, fantasizing that he is the embodiment of the transcendent - when he has a big assembly in the school playground, he is as boring as ever, and the leader speaks on the stage, but he is thinking offstage: the cement on the soles of his feet will suddenly crack in the next second, and then the same big monster of "Pacific Rim" will come out of the ground one after another. At the time of crisis, Mu Yun burst out, killed monsters, saved the school, and then under the adoring eyes of all the teachers and students of the school, the secret that he was a battle angel who fell into the world could not continue to be hidden......

But what he never expected was that one day these fantasies would come true!

Someone really came up to him and said:

He is not an ordinary person, he has demon blood on his body, he is actually a half-demon!

What Mu Yun didn't expect was that the moment he learned the news, he didn't have the slightest dream come true or ecstatic in his heart.

— but unexpectedly, I felt a little at a loss.

Why is this so?

Shouldn't he be like the male protagonist of a hot-blooded movie, embark on the road to salvation without saying a word, and open all the way to kill gods and Buddhas?

Why do you feel at a loss?

If you think about it carefully, all of his fantasies are just a beginning and no end, all just for a momentary pleasure, and all of them are just to be used as an antidote to escape reality.

He didn't have to think about what was going to happen next or what he was going to do next.

It turned out that all along, even he himself did not take these fantasies of his own.

It's ironic.

But there is a fantasy, but Mu Yun thinks about it the most, and he also longs for it from the bottom of his heart.

This fantasy is:

Suddenly, one day, a man and a woman appeared in front of him, he looked at each other's strange and somewhat familiar faces, and then heard them say to himself, "Long time no see, son." ”

That's right, since he was a child, Mu Yun has fantasized more than once: his parents are not actually dead, but on a secret mission to save the world, so they have to leave without themselves. When the mission is over one day, his parents will naturally return.

And when he was in Mr. Song's car tonight, he felt that this fantasy might become real!

So he subconsciously asked Mr. Song a question related to his parents.

How he wished to hear from Teacher Song's mouth: Yes, in fact, your parents are not dead, the two of them are very powerful half-demons, and they are busy fighting the demon clan to save the world, so they can't be by your side.

However, the answer is: Yes, your parents are very good half-demons - but they really can't come back.

This feeling reminded Mu Yun of a line from Zixia Fairy in "Journey to the West": "I guessed the beginning, but I couldn't guess the ending." ”

When I was in the fifth grade, my teacher used a projector in the classroom to show the movie to everyone.

In the first half of the movie, Mu Yun was laughing with his friends throughout the whole process.

But at the moment when Zhu Yin said this line, he was the only one in the class who secretly shed tears.

At that time, Mu Yun was still young, and of course he cried not because he knew what it meant to be a love that could not be won thousands of times.

It was that he suddenly thought of his parents for some reason.

Now he finally understood.

For Zixia Fairy, it doesn't matter if her crush is a hero or not, and whether she can step on the seven-colored clouds, right?

What really matters is that one day he will come and marry her;

For Mu Yun, it doesn't matter whether his parents are excellent half-demons or not, and whether they are busy saving the world.

What is really said is that one day they will come back to their side.

When his thoughts spread, Mu Yun finished reading all the updated comics.

The friends in the game screen still show the status of "in-game".

Mu Yun thought about it, so he had to open a live broadcast website, ready to watch the live broadcast of the game for a while.

On the homepage of the live streaming site, a replay of the esports event is playing.

The world is really getting faster, Mu Yun couldn't help but sigh.

In the beginning, in the eyes of the older generation of parents, the Internet was equivalent to a flood of beasts.

For example, his grandfather, a vendor who owned a breakfast shop.

Remember when mobile payments started to take off, and young people had become accustomed to no longer carrying cash when they went out.

The old man preferred to let these people who did not bring money on credit, and insisted on collecting paper money.

It wasn't until later that he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and saw a grandmother in her eighties who was selling vegetables, and she actually had a QR code for collecting money on the vegetable stall.

And every time she collects money, she is accurate to a few cents, and she refuses to charge a penny.

The old man was hit by a double blow from his pride and wallet, and he looked up to the sky and sighed that since an eighty-year-old lady can use a QR code to receive money, why is he still struggling to insist?

So he finally bought a smartphone.

The first thing he bought back was to ask Mu Yun to teach him how to use QR codes to receive and pay.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg of how times have changed.

Even the online games that were criticized in the old days can now make money in a serious way.

It has also given rise to a variety of professions: e-sports players, game boosters, live streamers......

What? Some people are still saying that these professions are difficult to achieve?

Well, e-sports has joined the Asian Games, which will give you a chance to win gold medals for the country!

However, even so, the old man would still say to Mu Yun:

These things are too far away from you, and they don't really have much to do with you.

You just need to study hard, then go to a good university, find a normal job, and live a 9-to-6 life, which is a truly reliable life.

It's so stubborn!

- Mu Yun commented on this, but in fact, in his heart, he always thought that his grandfather was right when he said this.

For a long time, reading with peace of mind has been his biggest task.

What does your future look like?

He never seemed to have thought about it.

Because if you think about it, it seems that no matter how the world changes, his future path will not change much.

first went to an ordinary university, then found an ordinary job, and then married a woman who was neither beautiful nor ugly......

Then carry car loans, housing loans, and various loans......

After giving birth to a child, she slowly grew old at work, took her grandchildren after retirement, and finally died of old age......

Mu Yun felt like a spectator.

Seeing the vicissitudes of the world, it has nothing to do with him.

Even the Internet café that Mu Yun has been patronizing since junior high school doesn't know when he started to replace the network administrators with young sisters.

This group of young ladies has a good appearance, a sweet voice, and a uniform maid outfit with black stockings.

On weekdays, their work not only includes dropping cards and making drinks for guests, but also provides games and companion services for guests.

Of course, the price of the companion service is not something that high school students like Mu Yun can afford.

This made Muyun's group of teenagers miserable.

Every time they come here to surf the Internet, they can only silently look at the backs of the young ladies shuttling between the bar and the booth, and the saliva on the side of their mouths has been flowing to the ashtray, and they don't know how to wipe it.

Thinking of this, Mu Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Let's ask, how many teenagers in the world are not spectators like themselves?

When I was a child, I always felt different, and when I grew up, I realized that everyone is the same.

"Wow-"

At this time, the chair next to Mu Yun was pulled apart.

Someone sat down.

Mu Yun subconsciously glanced at the visitor, but the next second he felt that his heart was suddenly grabbed by a hand, and his gaze could no longer be taken away from this person's body.

For a moment, it seemed as if a thunderbolt had passed through his brain, and a name blurted out:

"Purple ...... Zixia!"