Weird live broadcast: I can deduce infinitely

I went back to the classroom.

Brother Tiger...

No.

After Xiaohu saw me, he didn't dare to speak loudly.His cheeks are still a little swollen, it looks like it should be a gift from my dad.

I am very happy.

Only then did I know that my dad can still support me.

I took out my notebook and continued to start my creative process. I want to write about my dad into my story.

time flies.

While I was writing novels at school, I was dawdling.Once my dad goes out to work, he won't be able to come back for a year or so. When he comes back, I'm afraid I'll be at the age where I have to take the entrance exam.

Soon, we came to the last year of middle school life.

Everyone knows that I am not a material for studying. In order not to affect the study of other students, the teacher still let me sit in the last row of the classroom, but I hope that of course I can sit in the middle of the classroom and enjoy the best position.

When filling out their future aspirations, other students wrote down their favorite schools, but I didn't fill in anything because I didn't know what my goal was.

If there is a goal...

"Dark Moon, come out for a moment."

When I was thinking about life, the teacher woke me up.

"what happened?"

"Something happened to your father."

"what?"

"Just now, your father's colleague called me. Your father is currently in the hospital in the next city. Now they can't contact anyone, only you can go."

"I……"

"Your father's colleague is waiting for you at the door, go quickly."

"I understand."

For a while, I was a little flustered.

My mind was full of random thoughts, and I was thinking, what should I do if my father really has something wrong?

I have thought countless times that it would be great if my dad didn't care about me.

Anyway, he is just an uneducated guy who only knows how to hit me but doesn't know how to communicate with me. He only has one idea in his mind, which is to let me graduate quickly and help him work.

That's all.

When I arrived at the gate of the school, my dad's colleague was waiting for me in a car.He often came to my house to drink with my dad, so I recognized him immediately.

"Uncle, how is my father?"

"You go with me first."

"you tell me first……"

"Pancreatic cancer." The uncle pulled up the handbrake and stepped on the gas pedal. "This is the most terrifying kind of cancer. Taking you there now may just be the last time you see your father."

"The last... side?"

"Well, I'm so sorry."

I leaned back in the chair and fastened my seat belt in a daze.

Maybe...

Maybe in the future I won't hear my dad's nagging anymore, and he won't beat me, but I'm not happy.

In the hospital, my dad was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

I kept calling him, but he didn't respond.

Doctors were running around him, they kept giving him blood transfusions, and then the blood would come out of his mouth and nose.

"enough."

I say.

"Stop torturing him."

Hearing this, the doctor dragged me out of the ward, "Your father still has a lot to overcome..."

"Stop all rescues, let him go with dignity, and stop torturing him."

"I understand your feelings. It takes a lot of courage to make such a decision."

The doctor asked me to sign an agreement that they would not perform any rescue and let Dad go away with dignity.

Dad's colleague delivered a package to me.

"This is your father's relic, you put it away. I have contacted the funeral company for you, and there are other things that you need to do yourself, such as inheriting your father's property..."

"Thank you for your busy schedule."

"It doesn't matter, this is what I should do. My child, my condolences..."

"Thank you."

I hugged the package and sat in a daze in the corridor of the hospital - my father was gone, and I didn't have any emotions. I felt that I was really an unfilial child.

However, is such a father worthy of my filial piety?

It took me a long time before I opened the package.

It contained a lot of clothes, as well as several passbooks, bank cards, and a notebook.

I put away the passbook and bank card, and opened the notebook.

It was my father's ledger.

"February 2: 13 medical expenses."

This day is the day when my father said goodbye to me and went out to work.

I frowned.

During that time, my father covered his stomach more and more frequently. I just thought it was because he was tired from scolding. Could it be that he has been sick since then?

I continued to look through the ledger.

On the last page of the notebook, only one account was recorded.

"July 7: Deposit 31 (son's tuition fee)."

Father used a pen to draw a black frame on 10, which was very conspicuous.

Looking at it, the ink on the ledger opened and turned into a black, beautiful little flower.

……

I wanted to study hard and get admitted to a slightly better school.

It's a pity that those geniuses who can counterattack in half a year will only appear in novels. No matter how hard I try, I can't bridge the huge gap between myself and others.

After graduating from middle school, I went to a circus to apply for a job. I wanted to be a circus performer, but I was rejected because of my poor image.In the end, I could only stay inside and work as an elephant keeper, barely able to support myself.

As for the novel thing...

I have long forgotten.

Sometimes, I think that maybe my father has seen my path clearly, and I really shouldn't stick to some unreasonable "dreams".

At work that day, my co-workers and I were chatting away.

"Did you know? Now we have developed an interplanetary colonial ship."

"Oh, is it?"

"Aren't you excited? This is a huge scientific and technological achievement that is enough to be recorded in the annals of our nation."

"What does that have to do with you and me?"

"Among the people who developed this colonial ship, one of them is an alumnus of yours. Her name is Hope."

"Hope?" I froze for a moment, "She is not my alumni, but my classmate."

"Really? She is the youngest female starship engineer, and now a hot celebrity."

"So this is ah……"

"You don't envy her?"

"Envy." I shook my head and said, "Unfortunately, my ability is not here. The society does not need my ability. I can only be an ordinary person."

"Why don't you have a chance? You will definitely have a chance."

"My only gift is that I am good at running away. But, no matter what civilization you are in, a deserter will never be a person who gets honor."

I leaned on the chair and talked casually.

Suddenly, a grimacing head flickered on the surveillance screen in front of us, and the next second my office became a secret room full of blood.

Just when I was at a loss, a cold voice sounded in my mind.

"Welcome to the weird space."

"Please remain cautious and calm, this will determine whether you can survive in this world."

"This is the first time you have come to this space, and you have a chance to extract your talents."

"Congratulations on obtaining the SSS-level talent——Escape Magician."