Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 62 Doraemon

"Don't even give me 100 yuan."

This was Chen Mu's first thought after opening the red envelope with great anticipation.

really.

The uncle is still the uncle.

Resolutely carry out the principle of raising boys from poverty to the end.

Click on the amount in detail.

Add up to only 77 blue star coins.

It was about the same as his part-time income for a day when he handed out leaflets.

But in fact, for him at this age.

This is already a considerable fortune.

He who revived his whole life.

There is no idea of ​​​​making a lot of money just yet.

Or.

No goal is worth making money on.

He just wants to enjoy his age.

after all.

My uncle is really really rich!

After carefully stuffing those brand new blue stars into the wallet.

At this time, Chen Mu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed in his room, shook his little black shoes.

If I remember correctly.

Li Xinxi's little girl's birthday is only a few months away.

Be sure to prepare well this year.

Never send a crystal ball like last time.

After being stared at by this nasty little squirrel like a mangy dog ​​for tens of seconds, he shoved the crystal ball into the deepest part of the drawer with disdain.

After a few seconds of stunned.

As if thinking of something again.

Chen Mu took out the delicate long box that had been in the inner pocket of his bosom for two days and put it on the bedside table.

The boy stared at it carefully for a few seconds.

Listen to the deafening snoring of the uncle at this time.

He was afraid that he would disturb the old man's sleep.

After all, there was no choice to take out the harmonica again.

Instead, he placed it neatly next to the photo with the uncle.

He glanced at the photo of the old man rubbing his dog's head when he was a child with a cigarette in his mouth.

Chen Mu took off his little black shoes and put on his own cotton slippers and stood in front of the closet.

This slightly yellowed photo can stay here for a long time.

But the uncle who always likes to curse with a cigarette in his mouth can only stay with him for another five or six years at most.

The river will become muddy and dry one day.

This is an irreversible and unstoppable process.

The only thing he can do.

Just this time.

Try to treat the uncle a little better than before.

The boy then lightly hammered the wardrobe door.

Only then did he put his hand on the handle of the cabinet door, ready to change into pajamas and end the day.

however.

The moment Chen Mu just opened the cabinet door.

The first thing that caught his eyes was not the cute little squirrel pajamas.

Instead, it was the light blue Doraemon doll quietly staying in the bottom corner of the closet.

In the last life, he was afraid of letting it be stained with dust.

Even the outer plastic packaging is reluctant to open.

After he failed the rankings after graduating from high school and went to a third-rate university, he was kicked out of the house by his uncle who gave him the tuition for the university.

Almost forgot about it.

Until later
When I came back to pack my things.

Only to find that the uncle, a bad old man, cleaned up the whole house before leaving.

Arrange yourself clearly.

Not even a blade of grass was left for him.

As for the Doraemon that the little squirrel gave her.

Naturally, it became one of the later regrets.

But this time.

The boy didn't just ignore the little cutie in the corner of the closet like he used to.

After changing into the little squirrel pajamas.

Chen Mu then hugged him gently on the bed.

Without hesitation, he opened the outer plastic package and rubbed the little guy's head.

In a lonely bedroom.

The little squirrel and Doraemon leaned close to the bed and whispered.

"Doraemon, you traveled here from the future of 2112, but I am now in the present of 2012."

"Speaking of which, you are a hundred years older than me, you are an old cat."

Doraemon: "..."

"Doraemon, why didn't you answer me."

"Sure enough, you think so too."

"Actually speaking, time doesn't mean anything."

"What's really interesting is the people who are in the river of time, and what they live through."

Doraemon: "..."

"If you don't speak, you're acquiescing, old guy."

"Doraemon, do you know? I've actually always liked Nobita."

"He is cowardly and stupid. He also likes to peek at Shizuka taking a shower. He is always late for class and often comes last in exams."

"He is very unlucky, and he is simply possessed by a degenerate spirit."

"I was beaten by the fat tiger 1173 times, scolded by the teacher 320 times, scolded by my mother 927 times, and bitten by a dog 123 times."

"Even... even fell into the ditch, 140 times."

"but."

"He will rejoice at other people's happiness and be sad at others' misfortune."

"In short, Nobita is really kind and interesting."

"me."

"Always like kind and interesting people, and hate vulgar and shiny skins."

Speaking of it.

The boy gently hugged the cute doll beside him, and then lowered his voice a little bit.

"Doraemon, what do you mean by going back to the past?"

"After all, it's for change."

"But some things can be changed, and some things can't be changed at all."

"In the end, I can only learn to understand and accept little by little."

"Speaking of which, growing up is really hard work."

"After all, everyone wants to go back to the childhood when we had potato chips every day."

"Oh, right."

"I forgot, you like to eat dorayaki, right?"

"Hahaha~ I won't give you food."

"I've run out of money, I have to save the money to buy potato chips for my little squirrel."

After a few minutes of gibberish.

The little boy once again hugged Doraemon next to him in front of him.

"Doraemon, you have so many things hidden in your four-dimensional pocket."

"There is a bamboo dragonfly that can fly into the sky, there is any door that can go anywhere, and there is a time machine that can travel through time and space at will."

"I like them all."

"But no matter what~ it's definitely not worth what my little squirrel stuffed in your pocket."

"Doraemon's pocket can not only hold braised pork, but also the gift that the little squirrel gave me."

"My little squirrel, she is the kind of person who is used to keeping the good and the bad in her heart. She used to always bully me as a stupid dog and like to say some inexplicable things."

"But... the me now is actually not that stupid."

"Some of what she said can also be understood by [-]% or [-]%."

"It's time to get rid of the stupid words, just be a dog obediently following the little squirrel."

The number is over.

The boy was still kneading the dog paws of Doraemon's brain.

Then he slid to the cute blue four-dimensional pocket in front of him, and gently pulled out the photo that Li Xinxi put in it.

next moment.

After seeing clearly the content above the photo.

Chen Mu, who was still a bit depressed, suddenly laughed out loud.

Gently turned off the light in the room next to the bedside table.

The little boy put the photo gently in his arms.

Holding Doraemon, I had a long and sweet dream.

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