Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 480 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (46)

Normally, apart from leaving messages, my mother would also leave lunch boxes for Xie Zhinian.

In the past month, except for the one a few days ago, I have rarely seen it.

He knew that she was always very busy, holding several jobs at the same time.

She will come back when she remembers, and she will hang there for a long time if she forgets.

He was not close to his mother, and he didn't like to eat the bento she made, and he didn't care much.

just.

Not only did she not have any lunch boxes, but even the messages on the post-it notes had been separated for a long time.

It was clear that the ballpoint pen that hung on the refrigerator back then had run out of water.

Her messages are all written in ballpoint pen.

If you think about it carefully, it is very likely that you have already prepared it?
If she is simply sick, there is no reason to continue to be like this.

unless……

Xie Zhinian couldn't help pinching his sleeves, frowning slightly.

"Is she..."

What happened?
He didn't feel close to this mother, and even thought that it would be the same with her or without her.

just.

Facing an unknown possibility.

However, he couldn't fully utter this sentence, his throat was a little tight and astringent, and his voice became hoarse.

The first mother looked at him with panic and pretended to be calm.

She couldn't help but want to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, but Xie Zhinian turned sideways and dodged him, his eyes were still wary.

The first mother withdrew her hand.

"Do you remember the last time you called?"

Xie Zhinian was taken aback.

The last time I called was when Xie Zhinian was taken to the hospital for gastric lavage, and they planned to let him live at home when he came back.

He doesn't have his own mobile phone, but he hasn't forgotten his mother's mobile phone number either.

At that time, when he dialed the phone.

The voice from the opposite side was hoarse, and some were speechless.

Xie Zhinian was beside her, and she didn't intend to say a few more words.

After learning what my first father and first mother meant, I hurriedly agreed and hung up the phone directly...

In Xie Zhinian's memory.

My mother's style is like this, even if I passed out with a high fever in the third grade and was sent to the hospital.

When the teacher called her, he hung up the phone in a few words and didn't come to visit her.

Last time, it was just a simple borrowing.

There was nothing wrong with her tone of voice.

"Is there... is there any problem?" Xie Zhinian asked in a daze.

"This morning, she called again from that number."

The first mother's voice sounded, and there was a pause.

"The funeral home is calling."

Before Xie Zhinian could react, he subconsciously said, "She worked in a funeral home..."

He realized something and suddenly stopped his words.

With a hint of surprise on his face, the young man looked towards his first mother.

First Mother sighed and nodded.

……

When I was very young.

Xie Zhinian knew that he was different from other children.

His parents separated early.

Only the mother took herself, wandering around and moving.

Before going to school, he followed her and watched her work several jobs by herself.

She was very busy, and she left him where she was at work, and she didn't say a few words all day.

After he could go to school and live alone, he disappeared even more.

All the communication is the bento in the refrigerator, and the post-it notes on the refrigerator door.

That was the only thing that kept him from feeling that he was someone nobody cared about and was homeless.

but……

that evidence.

From now on, it will no longer exist.

(End of this chapter)