After Su Mo finished eating, Su's mother rushed him to watch TV.
But Su Mo, sitting on the sofa, kept looking at his parents who were busy in the kitchen and living room.
The look in those eyes is so infatuated...
It seems that as long as I keep looking at it, it will last forever...
"Oh, are you an idiot? I asked you to bring in the bowls and chopsticks, and you really only brought the bowls and chopsticks in..."
"Are those dishes left for you to wash yourself?"
The sound of Su's mother's dissatisfaction with Su's father came from the kitchen.
Father Su walked out of the kitchen in despair, cleared the plates from the dining table and entered the kitchen carefully.
Su Mo clearly saw that his father, who had always been serious about him, was acting coquettishly towards Su's mother, but the only reply he received was "Get out" from Su's mother...
Su Mo looked at it foolishly, and then smiled foolishly...
A sigh came, and an enchanting figure appeared next to Su Mo.
The figure looked at the two elders of the Su family who were busy in the kitchen, and the feeling that fascinated Su Mo also spread to her.
...Is this his childhood... No wonder it makes him such a sincere and peaceful person.
...However, I have never seen the scene of his childhood anywhere.
The figure turned around, looked at Su Mo who was so drunk, and sighed:
"This... is just an illusion!"
Su Mo just looked at the two parents playing and playing quietly, and the obsession in his eyes gradually turned into a trace of reluctance.
"I know!"
How could he not know? He was an adult in his previous life. If he really returned to the home he thought about day and night, it would be when he was an adult...
But the scene in front of him seemed to be real in his eyes, and he couldn't bear to expose it, as if it was enough to feel this feeling again in this illusion.
"Kill them...and get out of the illusion!" The figure sighed.
Su Mo shook his head and refused... He couldn't do it!
"They are just illusions!" The figure was a little anxious, "If you don't kill them, how will you escape from the illusion?"
Su Mo turned his head to look at 'Big Fierce' and shook his head stubbornly.
Looking back at my busy parents, I saw the attachment and reluctance in their eyes.
It seemed that only at this moment, he looked like a child with a family.
It's just...it's a pity that there is one less person in the family at the moment.
...a little girl who is impossible to appear, but Su Mo hopes that she will appear.
"I have a way..."
"I'm just taking one last look...one last look." Su Mo said slowly.
Two busy and fulfilling figures were deeply imprinted in those eyes...
I'll take one last look...
"Mom and Dad... I really want to stay with you. But..." Su Mo murmured softly.
"There is another little girl waiting for me..."
"I have to go back and save her..."
"If there is still a chance, I will bring her back with me. Let's have a good reunion..."
Su Mo reluctantly walked to the balcony slowly and looked up at the dark night sky. Her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the high stars and the illusion, and see the darkness beyond the illusion. those eyes...
"Thanks......"
Su Mo turned around and took another deep look at the two elders, then jumped off the balcony with a leap...
The screen collapsed as Su Modi jumped.
But the collapsed fragments of the picture turned around and rebuilt a new picture.
...
Su Mo found himself on a street, with people coming and going around him, but Su Mo couldn't remember that he had ever seen this scene...
Su Mo looked at himself and found that he appeared in this illusion with a head full of white hair...
Why did I appear in the illusion like this...
Su Mo raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes stagnant...
Outside the door of a gambling shop, a little girl held a few calligraphy and paintings, and kept selling the paintings painted by her young master to the gamblers coming in and out, but no one paid attention to her.
A gambler walked to the door, and the little girl approached him with a smile: "Brother, do you want to buy paintings and calligraphy?"
The gambler's expression changed, and then he cursed and left without even entering the casino door.
The little girl looked depressed, and when several gamblers came in and out of the casino, the little girl would greet them with a smile.
But still no one wants to buy the painting...
After a long time, the little girl scratched her head. She seemed not to understand why there were so many people here, but no one bought the paintings.
Su Mo couldn't bear it and was about to step forward...
But suddenly I remembered that my long snow-white hair no longer looked like it did back then.
Su Mo went to a stall nearby and bought a mask to cover his face.
Su Mo turned around and walked step by step towards the frustrated little girl at the entrance of the casino...
The little girl suddenly saw a man with white hair and a shawl walking towards her, but his face was covered.
She didn't find it strange that there were often gamblers coming in and out of the casino with their faces covered!
The little girl's eyes lit up and she came closer: "Brother, do you want to buy a painting?"
Su Mo looked at the little girl in a daze. After looking at it for a long time, he said hoarsely: "How to sell it?"
Su Mo specially changed his voice and spoke, but the little girl didn't hear anything.
She only thought that Su Mo was a 'gambler' who was interested in painting, and she immediately became happy. She unfolded the content of the painting and showed it to Su Mo, "This is a painting painted by my young master. It is very good. Now I am crying." Sell it at a loss for only five denarii!"
"Why...is it sold so cheaply?" Su Mo looked at the little girl and asked gently.
"Because my young master once said that sometimes a small loss is also a kind of gain!" The little girl smiled, as if everything the young master said was right.
"Bring me two..." Su Mo looked complicated and took out ten dollars and handed them to the little girl.
The little girl happily took the money, and then spread out another painting for Su Mo to look at. Seeing that Su Mo had no problem, she rolled up two Kaitai paintings and handed them to Su Mo.
"Your young master... why do you want to sell paintings?" Su Mo looked at the happy little girl and asked.
The little girl shook her head, thought for a while and said, "The young master didn't say it, but the girl knows... The young master must have felt that the girl was not in good health, so he asked the girl to move around more." M.biQuge.biZ
"Actually, the young master doesn't really care whether the painting can be sold!"
Su Mo instantly felt as if something was blocking his heart, and a feeling of suffocation spread throughout his body.
The little girl put away the money with great satisfaction and ran towards the small boat.
Su Mo looked at the little person jumping away and couldn't help but murmured: "Girl..."
Su Mo felt a little bitter at the corners of his mouth, and he reached out in panic to wipe away the inexplicable things that appeared on his face.
The little girl walked away, and Su Mo hurriedly followed...
The little girl jumped back to the boat, and then she saw the young man lying on the rocking chair on the boat, drinking wine, and then she muttered: "Master, drink less, we have no money."
The young man looked back at the little girl with a bookish air, and said helplessly: "Didn't I ask you to sell paintings and calligraphy?"
"..."
Su Mo watched the scenes on the boat from a distance that were his memories, and fell into a very strange feeling.
Whose memories are playing out in this vision?
Is it mine?
But why does it appear in this illusion from the perspective of a third person?
Su Mo didn't understand, and wanted to call out to the "big evil" in the spiritual sea to ask, but there was dead silence in the "spiritual sea" and there was no response.
Su Mo raised his head and looked at the little figure on the painted boat.
Just kept watching quietly, as if...
One glance is eternity...
Time passed, the sun and the moon alternated... Su Mo kept looking at that little girl.
Gradually, no matter how long it took, Su Mo was no longer Su Mo, and his perspective gradually became higher, until he could see the entire world...
But the only person he paid attention to was that little person...
Her laughter…her noise…
Until Su Mo saw a white-haired boy stepping into a ruined temple in the white snow...
Su Mo suddenly woke up...
who I am?
The picture flickered and the illusion disappeared...
Biquge
