After a neat haircut in the barbershop, the man was a little uncomfortable with the portrait reflected in the mirror.

"My son is so handsome!"

Luo Xiaoyun looked at her son in the mirror and smiled from ear to ear.

The man was a little embarrassed.

Walking on the familiar and unfamiliar streets, he looked around: "It hasn't changed much, didn't that row of old bungalows have long been said to be demolished, and they haven't been demolished yet?"

"Hey, it was said that it would be demolished every year, and there was only such a hope left for those old bones living inside."

"Mom, don't help me, don't the doctors praise me for my good recovery."

"You have to help you recover well, you have only been awake for a few days, and you feel better, and the doctor also said that you should not exercise too much during this time - if it weren't for your dad's side being too busy..."

"Forget it, don't talk about these troubles, hurry home, I specially cooked the big bone broth this morning, you are weak now, you should drink some bone broth to make up."

The man pursed the corners of his mouth, smiled and nodded.

He didn't ask what his father was up to.

He still knows what his family conditions are.

In the past few years, in order to maintain the high cost of hospitalization, Dad must have been very busy.

But even if he knows this, he can't solve it in the short term, he can only complete his rehabilitation training as soon as possible and try to find a job to support his family.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but be a little worried, he hadn't worked for three years, and he didn't know if he could keep up with the current employment situation.

All the way back to the familiar neighborhood.

"Yes, my son is awake."

"Set up the wine another day, everyone will definitely come and enjoy the light."

"No, thanks to the Bodhisattva's blessing."

Mom happily helped him and greeted the neighbors.

All the way home, the mother's steps are still very brisk, and the corners of her eyes are smiling with deep wrinkles, as if there are some problems in life, all these years of hard work, after her son wakes up, it is nothing.

"Sit still, I'll wipe your hands, and then we'll eat, don't wait for your dad, I'll leave him a piece in the pot."

Looking at the room that had just been cleaned this morning, my mother was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

The man's mood gradually calmed down.

"Thank you, Mom."

While he was eating with his head down, he listened to his mother's chatter, all these years of parents, is it time to talk about a girlfriend, delayed for three years, is it time to get married...

"Your classmate got married right after graduating from college, and now the children can make soy sauce."

Lothar... To be exact, it should be called Li Hao couldn't help but laugh and said: "Some of my classmates graduated from junior high school and dropped out of school to get married, that child may be taller than me now, so can I compare with others?"

"Okay, well, it seems that I and your father can't count on this grandson in the short term."

"Mom, I'll clean it up for you."

"No, you can't figure it out, go play with the computer for a while, it's still in your room, I wiped it for you last night, and now it's the same as new."

Li Hao was surprised: "Heh, Mom, didn't you hate me playing games the most, I still remember that when I quit my job to set up a studio to make games, I had a big fight with you and my dad."

The mother smiled, "My son can do whatever he wants now."

Li Hao was slightly stunned, and a look of expectation appeared on his face: "Then we have to see what masterpieces I have made over the years I have been asleep."

Back to the bedroom.

Li Hao turned on the computer and looked at a series of new games on the steam platform, What Heavenly Salvation 2, Euro Storm 5, five iron hearts, moved the mouse many times, and finally opened the Crusader King 3, which accumulated twenty-one new DLCs.

Switch scripts, Heavenly Dynasty, choose the Counts of Transjordan, self-built characters, Lothar von Habsburg.

Initiate!

A hearty battle, with the help of the terrain, to win more with less,

Conspiracy to assassinate, time flies.

When he hovers over the resolution - Establish an OutreerEpire.

In an instant, he seemed to see countless people shouting in the mountains and tsunamis.

Hussars, mounted cavalry, and crusader cavalry marched like a tidal wave through Alexandria, and countless princes, nobles, priests and bishops prostrated at his feet, and he took the golden crown from the patriarch in a splendid robe, put it on his head, and said, "I am the only one who is the kingdom of heaven."

The scene was so real that he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Oh, I can't be immersed in illusory dreams anymore."

"The next copy is called 'Life'."

Li Hao pursed his lips and smiled, closing the game.

Life soon got back on track.

The rehabilitation training went very smoothly, and the three years of sleep did not leave him much sequelae, although the whole person is still emaciated, but at least the normal movement has not been hindered.

Three years of hard work is not enough for him to derail from this world.

It's that the original career is ruined.

The game called "Yesterday's Giant Ship",It's a copycat other people's gacha mobile game,After he had a car accident,Soon after he hastily put it on the shelves of the mall,Although it was still a little hot,But left his studio,The core personnel left one after another,Either jump ship,Or be poached,The remaining few friends are hard to support,I had to sell the game to Tengqi to run away。

"Actually, I'd love to fight again."

Li Hao looked at the work group in WeChat, where the last chat record was fixed a year ago, and resisted the urge to send another message, he was already past the age of chasing his dreams, even if he didn't think about himself, he had to think about his parents.

He hesitated.

I still opened the working group and looked through the group files.

In the album, there were still many standing paintings from the painter, flipping them up one by one, and soon he saw the tall lady who was as cold as an iceberg and holding a ghost-faced shield.

"Prajna..."

His expression froze and he stared at the screen for a long time.

...

Semanud.

"Have you been to Saluzzo?"

On the tower of the Doge's Palace, a young girl with long blue-gray hair hung her legs outside the city walls, and a lady judge with gold-rimmed glasses was sitting beside her.

Lavinia shook her head and said, "No, I studied jurisprudence in Turin, and although it was very close to Saluzzo, at that time... To be honest, I don't have a good impression of you outlaws."

The tails of the two men wagled slightly.

Cherinina snapped open the cookie box: "Would you like some?"

"Thank you, but still not."

"If you're in a bad mood, something sweet might do the trick."

"Then I'll have some."

Miss Judge took out a chocolate chip cookie and put it in her mouth, and said a little indistinctly, "But I've been to Bath

Licata, that was many years ago, and I remember that there was a shop where the macaroni was very good."

"The macaroni in every Basilicata store is excellent."

Cherinina smiled rarely, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes: "It's a very conservative old city, it rains a lot, the pace is slow, I love it, but unfortunately I was sent to Saluzzo when I was very young."

"As a proton?"

"Well, including those who stayed in Basilikata."

Lavinia was silent, it must be a difficult time like this.

She knows the consistent style of the family, and it is simply normal to sacrifice the individual for the sake of the family's interests.

"There are many people in this world who are good to me, but there are only three of the best."

"Who, Lothar?"

Lavinia wondered.

"One adult, one Flin, and one Valentina, you

Do you know her?"

Lavinia nodded, "Of course, the princess of the Saluzo family, the top boss of Lothar at the time, she also helped me privately when I dealt with Raksi with Lothar."

"Madame Jeanne said you like adults?"

"Huh?"

Lavinia wanted to prevaricate a few words, but looking at Cherinina's serious expression, she finally said, "Sort of, I originally thought that the relationship between men and women was nothing to me, and I came here just to create a fair and just legal system. But after his accident, I realized that he meant me a lot more than I had expected."

"Do you blame me?"

"Blame you?"

Lavinia shook her head: "If I have to say it, I actually blame myself a little, I used to think that strength is not important, and justice must prevail over power, but now that I think about it, it is just naïve babbling. Without strength, you can't protect anything, and that's true of the Code, and that's true of people."

The atmosphere was a little dreary.

This is the atmosphere throughout the Doge's Palace these days.

Cherinina suddenly said, "It's been three days—it's been another three days since Lady Pranya said that adults would wake up soon."

"Hmm."

Without being reminded by Nina, Lavinia is also remembering the days.

They are like ants standing on a hot pot, more and more restless, so there is this private chat.

"I want to go see my lord."

"Me too."

"Shall we be together, then?"

"Hmm."

When the two arrived together, Prajna was walking out of the room with a bucket of water.

Hearing the intention of the two of them, she just turned to the side slightly and said, "Go in."

"Your Excellency, he..."

Tears welled up in Cherinina's eyes as she looked at the man lying on the bed, covered in lava-like scales and barely recognizable in human form.

Lavinia bit her lip and wiped her eyes as she pushed her glasses.

Prajna's voice came from behind, "Doesn't look good, does it?

But I can feel that the adult's humanity is still very strong, and when it comes to a critical moment, if he really can't break free on his own, I will help him. So, don't panic, he'll be fine."

Cherinina hurriedly said, "Is there anything I can do?"

Prajna shook his head, "You can't do it, only I, an expert on the soul level, can help him."

"What are you going to do?"

Lavinia hesitated, if Prajna could do it, why not do it now?

"Burn my soul so that I can temporarily regain my original authority, in short, with this ghost dragon."

Pranya's tone was not shocking, but listening to the ears of the two of them was tantamount to a thunderclap.

In the bewildered eyes of the two, Pranya's tone was still calm: "So, don't worry about your lord, I said he would be fine."

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