Chapter 205 Welcome a better tomorrow

【You are dead】

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[Discovered new BUG that cannot be repaired]

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memory.

It is a memory that was perceived in the form of a dream a long time ago.

He raised his hand when he saw himself.

That is yourself.

It is undoubtedly Su Yao.

Why?

Obviously there is no body, just a third perspective, but the heart is tingling.

"Crack."

A steaming hot dinner plate is placed on the table.

It's not a dish worthy of praise. The only one sitting around the table is myself.

"Xiao Yao. I... went to the store."

Su Ma hesitated and said something.

However, Su Yao didn't reply, just wiped the back of his hands wordlessly and ate.

“···”

silence.

She had already gone to the entrance to change into work shoes, but she came back again.

Sitting opposite Su Yao.

"Speaking of which, it's your 18th birthday in a few days. Is there any gift you want?"

"Even if I give you an expensive game, that's fine."

“···”

"What kind of creative workshop platform do you young people like? I heard it from a part-time student here. If you like the games on it, I can give it to you."

Seemingly intending to ease the atmosphere of communication with her son, she smiled and proactively raised topics that might be of interest to Su Yao.

“···”

After a moment of silence, Su Yao paused his chopsticks and said, "No need."

The tone was very cold.

The little bit of atmosphere that Su's mother deliberately created disappeared in an instant.

"ah···"

She smiled awkwardly, and then put on a gentle smile, "Anyway, I will definitely bring you a gift tomorrow, so please look forward to it."

Before Su Yao could reply, she had no time to continue the conversation.

There is a lot of work and time is tight.

The time we can communicate every day is nothing more than the little leisure time we have during the shift change every week.

What were you thinking about at that time?

He just acts coldly and violently, thinking that no one in the world matters except himself.

No, it doesn't even matter what happens to me.

I have had no father since I was a child, and I have been looked down upon for no reason. I have been isolated for no reason.

At first, it can be safely classified as being unsociable.

Because I believe what my mother said, a truly strong person can run on a rainy day without an umbrella.

But after being forced to kneel down in front of Xia Xianyue's house with her mother, her thoughts changed.

Why···

But you are the only one without an umbrella?

Why do you have to learn to run by yourself?

And why, no one believes in themselves.

Got a slap.

The moment he knelt down in humiliation.

It's all vivid in my mind.

I couldn't believe it, couldn't smile.

I can't feel any warmth in this home.

Even if she realizes that she may have done something wrong afterwards and is willing to believe in herself, does the belated forgiveness mean that she still needs to be tolerant of herself, the victim?

It was a scene that the original self would never be able to see.

After Su's mother went out, she couldn't start immediately.

Weakly, he leaned his back against the door panel and covered his mouth.

Tears fell silently down his cheeks.

"fine···"

"At least I'm willing to talk recently."

Not long after, she wiped away her tears again.

It was still a busy day at the store.

"Sorry to cause you trouble again."

The new part-time students don't know anything, and even simple first-in-last-out sorting will make mistakes.

"It doesn't matter."

But Su’s mother didn’t care, and happily helped to recreate it, while asking again, “Last time I asked you what was the popular gaming platform among young people?”

"You mean the workshop?"

"Ah, yes, are there any recommended games?"

"You...want to play by yourself?"

The part-time student asked in surprise.

"How is that possible? I don't understand those games at all, but my kids like to play them."

"Want to give it to a child to play with? How old is he?"

"I'm a year or two younger than you."

"You are one or two years younger than me, so you should still be in high school."

The part-time student smiled bitterly, "But there are too many types of games, and I don't know which type he likes."

"When I was young, I played games with small characters and the screen was divided into small squares. What kind of game was it?"

"That, it should be a card game that was not popular in computers before. No one plays that anymore."

“···”

"But since he used to like to play RPG card games, maybe he should be able to play games like Dark Wizard."

"Dark wizard?"

"Yes, this game is similar to the game you mentioned, but the picture quality and operation are better than before."

The part-time student thought for a moment and then mentioned all the console games that are popular among young people nowadays.

"Thank you very much. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known there were so many ways."

"If not, I've caused you a lot of trouble."

The part-time student scratched his head and said with envy, "However, I really envy your son. If my parents were so open-minded, they wouldn't have had a big fight with them and ended up having to go to a junior college."

"It's not right to say that. It's also true that I am addicted to games."

"I'm just saying that if I could communicate with you calmly, maybe I wouldn't be so bad."

"That's not what you said."

Su's mother said with some inexplicable emotions, "As a parent... if you can't even communicate with your children, you must be derelict in your duty."
To be continued...