Chapter 290: Other People's Groundhogs (2)

Dr. Chen looked at the key in his hand, and he could easily think of such a direct clue.

But...... What about the others?

He glanced at the rain curtain outside the door for five minutes, and saw that the other three teammates showed no signs of showing up, and finally, he sighed, and then walked upstairs with the key.

This apartment is a bit old, it looks like it should be the kind of old building more than 1 century ago, there is no elevator, the sensor lights in the corridor are also flickering, and even have a musty smell.

Dr. Chan went all the way up to the fifth floor, where he was signed with a bald areata wall, various additional pipes, and layers of small advertisements.

Depressed, gloomy, this is the most intuitive feeling of this old building area.

"507......" Dr. Chen muttered with the key, and then found his home.

He inserted the key into the lock hole and turned it.

"Click~~"

With a soft sound, the door lock was opened, and it looked like it was indeed his home.

However, Dr. Chen didn't open the door immediately, he is a player who is not too strong in combat, and all his attack power is just a shovel in his bag.

According to the gloomy posture of this building, if the plot is that his house is haunted, then if he walks in so rashly, he may be killed by opening the door.

Therefore, Dr. Chan carefully pushed the door open a gap first, and then leaned behind the door and listened to the movement for a few seconds, and confirmed that there should be no demons on the other side of the door, and then he pulled the door open.

Behind the door, there is a room that is not too big, just like those houses often seen in old movies, in such a rainy weather, it looks dim and depressing, and the place facing the door is a living room, the furniture and the like are complete, and it is not too dirty, it can be seen that the owner of the room should not be the kind of sloppy otaku.

Dr. Chan settled down and walked in.

Quiet, without the slightest sound.

Suddenly......

"You're back......"

An old voice suddenly sounded, although it was not loud, but it still startled Dr. Chen.

He immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was next to the bed, and there was a chair, and on it, a woman was sitting.

Aging, gloomy, deep-set eyes, and infinite tiredness and exhaustion in her gaze, this woman should have been in her 50s, or 60, 70......

Dr. Chan didn't know, because the woman was obviously much older than her actual age, and her emaciated body and the rain curtain outside the window almost blended together, so that Dr. Chan didn't notice the woman in the first place.

His heart flickered for a moment.

In reality, Dr. Chan works in a nursing facility, so he's seen this kind of look.

Most of these looks come from the elderly who have been hospitalized for a long time, who enjoy the best medical care and are monitored by special nurses every day, but in their eyes, they are as lifeless as this old man.

Dr. Chan knows that these people were sent to this nursing home by their children a few years ago, and at the most expensive cost, they would tell their parents, "This is the best nursing home in the city, with gardens, grass and fish ponds." ”

Then the old man took over, and the sons and daughters came less and less, until one day they never appeared again.

......

"Tired or not." When the old man saw Dr. Chen, his dry well-like body seemed to finally bloom with a trace of strength: "Look, I haven't even noticed, it's already over...... Didn't cook for you. ”

With that, she got up and walked towards the kitchen.

"No need." Dr. Chan immediately said that he had only now noticed that in the narration, his character seemed to have a mother, and it was clear that he was the one in front of him.

"I ...... Eaten. I don't know why, Dr. Chan added.

It wasn't until she heard this sentence that the old man finally stopped, she smiled, and looked at Dr. Chen: "Oh, I've eaten it...... It's good to eat it. ”

As she spoke, she sat back in the chair behind her, staring out the window blankly without blinking for a long time. In the other direction of her gaze, a photograph sits in front of a cabinet, in which the man is smiling and looking at the room, but the small white flowers in front of the photograph indicate that it is a posthumous portrait.

And the man in the photo is Dr. Chen's father.

"You...... Don't you eat it? Dr. Chen didn't know why, he looked at the woman and subconsciously asked.

"Oh, Mom isn't hungry." The woman responded. It seems that it is because she is responding to her son, so she habitually smiles, but in that eye, there is only sadness.

Dr. Chen's nose suddenly became sore, and he felt a touch of it surging up from his heart.

It's like reminiscing about myself ten years ago.

"Oh."

He hastened to reply.

Dr. Chen was a little embarrassed to realize that he had a little resonance because of an NPC, and quickly looked around...... Thankfully, no one saw that.

"Then I'll go to sleep." He said this, and then hurriedly walked into the bedroom next to him and closed the door.

......

This is a very ordinary room, there is a bed, a table, the arrangement is very regular, but the quilt on the bed is not made, it seems that in the past, Dr. Chen's mother would come to tidy up this bedroom every day, but recently, she forgot.

Dr. Chan habitually leaned into bed.

[Excuse me, do you want to spend this day?] 】

[Yes] [No]

Dr. Chan was stunned.

Well, it's no surprise that just going to bed and getting through the day is a premise that has been seen in many games in the past.

【Yes】

Dr. Chan clicked on this option in his mind.

Immediately after, it was dark.

In less than 10 seconds, the darkness receded, and Dr. Chan found himself in bed, and outside the window, it was already daylight, and the sky after the rain could already see some morning light, but it was still a little dim.

Dr. Chan sat up and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedtable.

It's 8 o'clock.

It seems that it has really been a day...... He thought.

Then he stood up, ready to push open the door and see if there was anything new

But suddenly, Dr. Chan seemed to notice something.

He took a quick step back, then jerked up the alarm clock and placed it in front of his eyes, staring at the dial.

No, instead of staring at the dial, he stared at the little window above the dial that showed the date.

There are a few numbers written there.

[May 20]

"May 20th?? Wasn't Valentine's Day yesterday? ”