In the living room, the family was sitting on the sofa, with serious faces. Yin Yu (brother) looked at his mother: "Mom, after all these years, are you really willing to lose this?"

Yan'er also intervened to persuade: "Yes, aunt, uncle, and cousin haven't eaten or slept for three days. Aren't you worried at all?"

Dad let out a long sigh: "How can I not be worried? I have stopped blaming her for that matter. Her current behavior is really worrying. Shi Yu, she is already in a miserable state. Just try to forgive her.

Isn’t she a little bit more like that? She is also the flesh that fell from your body.”

The following words were said to my mother. For a moment, all eyes were turned to the silent mother. Her face changed several times. She took a deep breath, stabilized her mind and said slowly: "I'm going to make a bowl of noodles. Which one of you?"

Go and wake her up?"

Everyone present smiled happily, and Yan'er couldn't help but couldn't help herself. She giggled and said, "I'll go, I'll go!"

When I was woken up by Yan'er, I heard something very scary. I picked my ears and said, "What? You said my mother helped me cook a bowl of noodles? I must be dreaming... it must be a dream..."

Then, I fell back on the bed.

Then, being pulled up mercilessly, I looked at her helplessly: "We don't want to play like this, right? Just spare me, my fragile nerves can't stand your torment like this."

Yan'er rolled her eyes at me: "If you don't believe me, why don't you go down and have a look for yourself and you'll know?"

I went downstairs with her extremely reluctantly, and the result...

Looking at the bowl of clear noodle soup in front of me, I seriously doubted that I had actually never woken up, right?

"Don't use that expression. Mom forgives you. How can you thank me?" Brother pushed the bowl and chopsticks and said.

I put my last glimmer of hope in the author of this bowl of noodles. When he saw the look I cast, the latter nodded lightly with difficulty.

Although he had no expression, his actions said everything.

My heart sank, could it be that I don't have enough skills?

No, even if blood relatives are more difficult to erase, the force of my hand is enough. Thinking of this, I suddenly lost my mind and asked hurriedly: "Did you remember something?"

My question only received a few doubtful looks, so... I tactfully lowered my head and ate, but my brother didn't let me go: "What are you hiding from us?"

Before I could swallow it, I choked and almost coughed up blood: "Cough cough cough..."

I probed seriously: "Did you know? The sky seems to have almost collapsed."

My brother said disdainfully: "Did you sleep on me?"

I chuckled relaxedly, but my father asked worriedly: "What's going on with you recently? You're sleeping without eating or drinking. Are you sick?"

I was stunned for a moment, and tears filled my eyes unconsciously. The long-lost father's love... haha~

My heart is a little astringent, my nose is a little sore, my eyes...can't do it!

Wait! You can’t cry. The balance of this world now relies on my strength. If I cry, I don’t have the privilege and ability of destiny. That will cause energy to leak. If the balance is broken... the sky will really fall.

Show it to me, I will definitely do it!

So, I tried my best to hold back my tears: "It's okay, I'm just sleepy. Maybe I'm scared. I'll find a goddess to calm me down and then I'll be fine."

In the next few days, I didn't dare to sleep like that anymore, but I couldn't stay in the room all day, so I had no choice but to sit in the living room and stare at my mother. Maybe it was because we didn't communicate for a long time. We were not ordinary.

of birth.

After opening my mouth for the nth time, I finally broke the silence softly: "...Um...Mom, I'm going on a business trip next Wednesday, and I may not be able to go home for a while..."

Mom raised her head: "On a business trip? Where, oh... By the way, what is your job?"

I smiled and said, "I'm a reporter, Supernatural Weekly. This time I'm going to the Royal Private School for an interview."

"Royal private school? Noble academy? It's not far. Why don't you go home?"

"This is a follow-up interview, I won't come back." I felt a little guilty...

In this way, we chatted without saying a word, and it wasn't boring. It was just that the family affection was there, but I had to control myself not to get too close. That feeling... made me feel indescribably disgusting. Damn it.
Chapter completed!