The night passed, and the Lord of Souls said a lot, although there were really few words that were useful to Sikong Ran, except for knowing that Senior Sister had failed to condense because of her pet dog, it was like listening to a boring speech.

"Sikong Ran, I'll come in and mop the floor!"

Sikong's mother broke into her daughter's room, still carrying a mop in her hand, and shouted at Sikong Ran, who was sleeping under the quilt with a disgusted face.

"Ahh Mom, what's the matter, it's not Sunday, let's sleep more~"

Sikong Ran stuck his head out of the quilt, his eyeballs were still rolling under his noses, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

"Are you sleeping, it's Monday, stupid braincase!"

Sikong's mother did not hesitate to give Sikong Ran a dull title.

"What's that? Monday? I'm going, what time is it? ”

Sikong Ran was reminded by his mother, and suddenly remembered that the meeting lasted two or three hours last night, and he didn't go to bed until one o'clock, his brain was so heavy that he couldn't even remember the time wrong.

"Half past seven~"

Sikong's mother smiled gloatingly as she dragged the ground.

"Whoosh!"

Sikong Ran didn't even bother to answer, jumped out of bed directly, rushed into the bathroom, and five minutes later, she rushed out, with a few drops of residual toothpaste foam hanging on her mouth.

"Mom! What about our school uniforms? ”

Sikong Ran stood in front of his closet, couldn't see the existence of the school uniform, and immediately asked his mother outside for help.

"What about under your covers? You slept in it yesterday! ”

"Harm, say it earlier~"

Sikong Ran stretched out his hands and pulled out a set of crumpled school uniforms from the soft pink quilt, but he didn't have time to dislike it, so he directly put it on his body and ran downstairs.

"Mom! Breakfast too! ”

Sikong Ran ran to the kitchen and looked at the dining table, it was empty, there was nothing, and shouted at his mother upstairs.

"Inside the pot! You get up so late, it's already hard outside! ”

"Harm, say it earlier~"

Sikong Ran hurriedly walked to the stove again, and the moment he lifted the lid of the pot, he felt the care of his parents, and the steam was as warm as his mother's embrace.

"I'm leaving!"

She didn't even eat, she just packed a steamed bun and an egg and put it in her schoolbag, and went out with her shoes on.

"Look at the anxious, isn't it just past ten at seven o'clock, it's very early."

Sikong's mother looked at the entrance from the second floor and said with a wicked smile.

When he arrived at school, Sikong Ran realized that the time was wrong, there were still twenty minutes before the morning reading, how could it be half past seven when he got up?

"Damn, why did my mom lie to me again! I've had enough! ”

She stomped her foot the mud floor, her right leg aching, and she rushed into the classroom.

During the lunch break, Senior Sister Meihui came to her to have lunch as usual, but seeing that her face was not good, she thought that it should be that the Lord of Souls poked her sore spot fiercely yesterday, and she hasn't recovered yet.

"Senior sister, are you still sad for Madoka?"

Sikong Ran put his arm around her shoulders and said with concern.

"Hey, I can't put it down, I can't put it down."

Meihui's tone was a little old-fashioned, and if she looked at her forehead closely, there were a few more wrinkles faintly, could it be that because of three failures, the speed of life decline has really tripled?!

"Senior sister, you can't be immersed in grief like this anymore, don't you want to die?"

After Sikong Ran discovered this phenomenon, she was even more anxious, if she had been unwilling to accept this fact, she might still die in a month or two because her life had reached the end.

"I ......"

Mie choked up, she didn't know how to stabilize her emotions.

"I've also experienced loss, why I'm obsessed with eternal life, it's because I lost my loved ones one after another in my last life, and I'm also very sad, but I can't give up living because of this."

"Because my mother told me when she left, I must live well, grow up, grow up, that is my last expectation, how can I live up to her hopes, so I must live, and I must live more wonderfully, stronger, to live longer than them, I even want the entire fox clan to live forever!"

"Senior sister, doesn't Madoka have such hopes? Xiao Lingling said that its last look is to hope that you will live well, how can you live up to it, live up to a life that wishes you well in the end! ”

Sikong Ran didn't know what to say to persuade her senior sister, all she could think of in her mind was the death of her parents, and this incident was indeed the driving force that supported her all the way.

"I don't want to live up to it! I don't want to live up! ”

Mie was touched by her sister's story, and roared wildly, as if she wanted to shout out the sadness and anger that she had held in her heart before.

"Therefore, you should accept its passing all the more, and be more determined to survive every calamity, achieve eternal life, and use this firmness to bless all that should not be gone!"

Taking advantage of the gap between her senior sister's emotional outbursts, Sikong Ran added a shot of strength at the right time to make her belief more stable.

"Yes, I can't be sorry for Madoka's expectations, I should become stronger to protect the rest of my relatives!"

"That's right! Come on, sister! ”

"Come on!"

……

When she went home at night, Sikong Ran was happy because her senior sister had regained her fighting spirit, when a heavy blow from her good mother suddenly fell on her head, catching her off guard.

"Xiao Ran, the time for the piano grade 10 exam is almost up, right?"

Sikong's mother raised her eyebrows while peeling the orange peel.

"Yes."

Sikong Ran already had a premonition that something was wrong, but at this moment, she couldn't allow her to make any other reactions, so she could only answer obediently.

"And how are you doing?"

Sikong's mother continued.

"Well, it's ...... average"

Sikong Ran originally wanted to say that she practiced well, but she was afraid that her mother would check her practice, so she made a more pertinent evaluation.

"Heh, even if you are self-aware, so I specially enrolled you in a piano class, not far from home, within walking distance, I heard that the teacher there has good skills."

Sikong's mother held back for a long time, and finally told her calculations, feeling tired, but if she didn't guide her step by step, I am afraid that she would be vetoed by her daughter before she finished speaking.

"This, I, you...... Woo woo woo~"

Sikong Ran was pitted, she really hated it in her heart, she wanted to refute it, but the previous words were led away, and now everything she says is her own fault, and any protest is ineffective.

"Fake crying for what? Isn't it all for your own good? ”

Sikong's mother was full of disdain, and felt that she had done the right thing.

"Yes, yes, you can say the time, right?"

Sikong Ran thought that she was so helpless to ask about the time of class in the cram school last time, and her heart was even more aggrieved.

"Saturday morning, how's it going? And it doesn't bother you to study, and it doesn't bother you to take speaking lessons! ”

Sikong's mother stuffed a petal of orange into her mouth and smiled proudly.

"Very good!"

Sikong Ran glanced at him and went upstairs directly, too lazy to take care of this female demon king.