Horror: This is really not the underworld system

When Liu Cheng's mother said these words, not only Liu Cheng's father was stunned, but even Ning Xuan and Liu Cheng stayed where they were in disbelief.

Ning Xuan glanced at Liu Cheng beside him, he was already trembling with excitement, and wanted to go up and hug his mother, but he passed her directly.

Ning Xuan shook his head. Humans and ghosts are different. He was able to see ghosts thanks to the system. Without the system, he would not be able to see ghosts.

"Don't be stupid, Xiao Cheng is dead, this man is a liar." Liu Cheng's father still couldn't believe that Liu Cheng was really here, he shouted loudly.

"Liu Cheng, if you don't give some useful information, I will be kicked out soon."

Ning Xuan was very anxious, and shouted at Liu Chengcheng beside him, but in the eyes of others, he seemed to be talking with the air.

"Under my closet, there is a bag inside, which contains the letters I wrote when I was suffering all these years." Liu Cheng looked at Ning Xuan and said.

"Uncle and aunt, you have to believe me. Liu Cheng is really by my side. He told me that there is a bag hidden under his closet, which contains the letters he wrote over the years." Ning Xuan looked at Liu Cheng's parents anxiously. said.

The second elder hesitated for a moment, but decided to look for such a bag.

Several people came to Liu Cheng's bedroom together.

Everything in the bedroom was kept as it was, and it was very clean. It was obvious that someone had been cleaning it for the past three months.

Seeing this scene, Liu Cheng broke his defense again, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

Looking at this scene, Ning Xuan also felt his eye sockets burn, because he was an orphan since he was a child and had never met his parents, so his concept of parents was very vague...

Liu Cheng's mother knelt on the ground. Since the gap under the closet was too small, she could only use the clothes hanger to pull the things underneath, but she quickly got the bag out.

Looking at the bag, the expression on Liu Cheng's father's face changed.

He had never seen Ning Xuan before, and it was impossible for Ning Xuan to come to his house, so it was impossible for him to know that there was a bag under the closet. Liu Cheng could only tell him about the bag hidden under the closet.

Liu Cheng's father stepped forward and opened the bag, and took out seven or eight letters from it, and a picture that had been torn up and connected with tape. The paper had turned yellow, and the watercolor on it had begun to fade. It's a house with three people. It should have been drawn by Liu Cheng when he was a child, but it was torn apart for some reason.

Seeing that portrait, Liu Cheng's father suddenly covered his face and began to cry.

Looking at the appearance of Liu Cheng's father, Ning Xuan knew that there must be a story behind that painting.

Suddenly, Liu Cheng's father looked up at Ning Xuan, "Where is Xiao Cheng?"

Ning Xuan was stunned for a second, then pointed to Liu Cheng's position, "He's standing right here."

Liu Cheng's father walked forward slowly, and tried to touch it carefully, but he couldn't feel anything. His hand fell from the air, which was a feeling of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.

Ning Xuan was heartbroken watching this scene, but he couldn't help much.

Suddenly realizing the problem of time, Ning Xuan quickly glanced at the time and reminded, "Liu Cheng and our time are only two hours, we must hurry up."

Liu Cheng nodded and reached out to wipe away the tears on his face.

Ning Xuan looked at Liu Cheng's parents, "Liu Cheng can't stay here any longer, I'll relay what he wants to say to you two elders, so hurry up."

Liu Cheng's parents were already crying badly. After hearing what Ning Xuan said, they quickly nodded and wiped away their tears.

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry for you, I'm an unfilial son, I didn't give you old age, but let you white-haired people send black-haired people."

"Don't say that, Xiao Cheng, don't say that." The tears that Liu Cheng's mother had just wiped away now flowed down her face again.

Ning Xuan felt as if his heart was being stabbed with a knife, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

"But Mom and Dad, I hate you too..."

But Ning Xuan realized something was wrong after Liu Cheng's next sentence was relayed, and he froze in place.

Liu Cheng's parents also froze in place, with astonishment on their faces.

"When I was young, I liked painting very much. Dad, do you remember that painting? It was drawn when I was seven years old. I remember showing it to you very excitedly. I told you that I want to be a painter in the future. I draw everything I see and think.”

"Do you remember how you replied to me at that time? You tore up the painting I showed you, and told me that I would not be able to support myself after learning to paint. I should study cultural knowledge well and become a teacher in college. .”

"You sent me to a cram school, where I didn't have the slightest happiness. The teacher disliked me for not being smart enough, and often said that I was a fool in front of my classmates. Since then, I have hated school and study."

Ning Xuan frowned as he relayed the story.

"I……"

Liu Cheng's father wanted to explain something, but he didn't know how to speak.

"In the second year of high school, I originally wanted to choose liberal arts, but you stood up and told me that after science, the employment opportunities will be wider, and the score line is much lower than that of liberal arts. Under your strong request, I Change it to science."

"Later, when I went to college, I wanted to go to college, but you and my mother threatened me that I would not pay my tuition fees when I went to college, and kept me in the province."

"Since I was a child, I let you make my decisions. Whenever I want to refute, you always tell me that everything is for my own good. Later, I don't want to choose, because I have I can’t make my own choices.”

Liu Cheng became very emotional when he said it, and Ning Xuan relayed it, frowning.

"Your father and I did this for your own good. We were afraid that you would go the wrong way like us and suffer more hardships, so we arranged everything for you." Liu Cheng's mother cried.

"Really? But I'm not your kitten or puppy. I also have my own thoughts. Have you asked me? Do you know if I like the path you arranged for me?" Liu Cheng almost said Shouted angrily.

Ning Xuan didn't expect that there were so many stories behind Liu Cheng, and he didn't know whether to repeat what he said now. After all, he came to eliminate obsessions. Don't be obsessed. It's getting deeper now.

This is a tragedy caused by the inherent concept of parents. They use the sentence "I am all for your own good" to restrain the child tightly. A bird locked in a cage since childhood is destined not to fly high...