Start Dragon Ball, Vegeta has a system

"Let's go."

Following Trunks soon returned to the vicinity of the original capsule group company, Vegeta frowned, "Where is this?"

"It's our base, under this building, follow me! Dad, and Mr. Wukong" Trunks said as he opened the manhole cover of an underground waterway.

The three of them quickly walked into the half-collapsed building and walked to the basement. The dark tunnel was filled with dust flying everywhere.

Vegeta listened to the coughing sound from time to time in the distance, his brows kept furrowed.

Because of Bulma's long-term smoking, her lungs are not very good. Such an environment
"Mom, I'm back!" Pushing open a door, Trunks looked at the two Bulma inside.

The two Bulmas sitting opposite each other didn't speak at the moment, they just quietly waited for each other with a cup of hot tea.

The past Bulma is waiting for Vegeta, and the future Bulma is waiting for Trunks.

"came back"

"Aren't you hurt?"

The two rushed towards Vegeta and Trunks at the same time, and Xiao Wu, who was sitting on the sofa, looked curiously at the lonely Monkey King.

"." Sun Wukong looked at the four people hugged in two groups in front of him with a depressed face, "Hey, hey."

It seemed that he was superfluous, as if he was passing by to make soy sauce!
"That... you are Bulma in this world?" Sun Wukong looked at Bulma who was standing with Trunks.

"You look much older."

Bulma wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and showed a faint smile, "Wukong. Glad to see you again!"

For the rest of her life, she could still see Wukong again, who was her childhood friend.

Looking at the Monkey King who hadn't changed much since he died, Bulma walked up to him in surprise, and reached out to hold Monkey King's hand.

"Just thinking about all the good memories from the past. It's so exciting!"

Monkey King rubbed the back of his head awkwardly with the other hand, "Yeah, it's such a pity that I died relatively early in this world!!"

"When I see you, I have an instinctive sense of security, haha." Bulma smiled, a long-lost smile.

"Is that so? What a sense of security." Monkey King responded.

Bulma looked through Son Goku's shoulder to Vegeta who was being held by his past self on the other side.

The light smile faded from his face, and Bulma's expression became complicated.

The young Bulma holding Vegeta left Vegeta's arms, took Vegeta's hand and walked in front of Bulma, "Vegeta, do you have a strange feeling when you see the future me?"

Bulma looked at Vegeta and smiled, and she couldn't help touching her face, especially in the contrast of young Bulma.

The years have carved wrinkles and vicissitudes on her face, she has become very ugly, Vegeta will dislike it!

Young Bulma didn't know if Vegeta was disgusted, because she had already put Vegeta's hand on Bulma's at this moment.

"Hey, Trunks, is there any danger outside? Can you show me around?" The young Bulma walked to Trunks' side.

"There shouldn't be any danger outside." Trunks nodded belatedly.

"By the way, there is also you!" Seeing that Monkey King was still standing still in a daze, Bulma stood on tiptoe and hooked Monkey King's neck.

"You follow us, if that black Wukong comes, you can still be of some use!!"

"Ah Nabe..." Sun Wukong wanted to say something, isn't Vegeta going?

As a result, before the words could be spoken, the young Bulma covered her mouth and dragged her away.

Xiao Wu had already consciously walked out last, closing the door behind her.

Once the door was closed, only old Bulma and young Vegeta remained in the empty, dusty laboratory.

"Why didn't you call Vegeta?" Sun Wukong walked out behind the two of them, with his hands behind his head and a look of dissatisfaction.

"Give him and the future me some time alone." Bulma put his hands on his hips and looked at Monkey King with a serious tone.

"Don't you think the future me is very pitiful? After you died, because of the 17th and 18th, Vegeta also died in battle."

"The rest of my life in the future is really too lonely. If I were me, I probably wouldn't be able to raise Trunks up strong enough."

"Now there is a chance for them to meet, why don't you give them some time to get along?"

Listening to Bulma's chatter, Sun Wukong put down his pillowed hand and looked at Bulma in surprise, "Is that so?"

"But what do you do? I mean, you, Vegeta, are with another woman now!!"

"Hey, that woman is also me!" Bulma looked at Monkey King speechlessly, what other woman, that person is her, the future her!
"But aren't you standing here?" Monkey King looked even more bewildered.

"You idiot..." Bulma couldn't help stretching out his hand to pat himself on the face, beckoning to Xiao Wu, "You are the Xiao Wu at my house, right?"

"????" Xiao Wu had a question mark on her forehead, but she still obediently walked to Bulma's side, walking side by side with Bulma.

"Yes, but Xiao Wu in this world didn't grow up in our family!" Trunks followed the steps of the two and explained aloud.

"That's right. Then tell me how the two of you got here?" Bulma's heart of gossip was about to stir.

"Hey, wait for me." Sun Wukong, who stopped thinking after seeing a few people walking away, stretched out his hand and hurried to catch up.

In the laboratory, Bulma reached out and touched Vegeta's cheek carefully. The man in front of him was still exactly the same as in memory.

love?There is no doubt that I have always loved it!

Even in the ten years after Vegeta's death, only the photos she secretly took with her mobile phone remained.

Then there is a photo of him resting under the garden tree with his hands folded and his eyes closed.

It was such a photo that made her grit her teeth and persevere for more than ten years! !
Except for one photo of him, there is only Trunks left by Vegeta.

But the Vegeta in front of her is familiar to Bulma, but also unfamiliar, and he left too few memories for her.
Less is not even as much as the memories with Wukong!After all Vegeta only existed in her world for 3.4 years
And the time the two really got together was not even half a year!
The Vegeta in front of me is not her Vegeta.
Bulma in front of him brushed his fingers lightly over Vegeta's face, and then fell into his own contemplation.

"Are you doing okay?" Seeing Bulma's eyes filled with tears, Vegeta couldn't help but hold back a drop.