Mist System: Legend of Stars and Moon

Wu Sheng had never thought that his parents would divorce. In his eyes, his parents were in love, but they did not give an explanation as to why they divorced. They just let him make a choice, and he chose to be with his mother. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at his father's expression.

Those cold documents were lying on the table, quietly waiting for their owner's decision.

The mother comforted Wu Sheng: "It doesn't matter who you choose."

"why?"

"You don't need to know this, you just need to study hard."

Wu Sheng stood up angrily: "How can I study well when you are like this?"

After saying that, he slammed the door and walked out. He didn't know where to go and walked aimlessly on the street.

He didn't want to go home until dark, so he went to the place he had agreed to meet with Xu Cong and others to try his luck.

Not long after Xu Ranqing moved out, Xu Cong also moved out.

But luck is a rare thing, and Wu Sheng did not wait for the person he wanted to wait for.

Three years later, Wu Sheng slowly accepted the fact that his parents were divorced, but he became confused. Whenever he was confused, he would go to the agreed place, where his hope was. He also thought that even if he could never see her again in his life, it would be good to have the thought of her.

This time he sat there and cried. Then a man in a doll costume came over to comfort him: "Don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong?"

The doll man continued, "It's really hard for you to cry here every year."

Wu Sheng said angrily: "What's wrong with me crying? Can't I cry here?"

Wu Sheng wiped his tears and began to take off the doll's head cover: "You stalker, you have been following me for three years. I want to see what kind of monster you are."

The puppet wanted to run, but it was a bit clumsy: "No! Hey, my head looks like this. You will die if you take it off."

As soon as he finished speaking, the headgear that the puppet man saw was already in Wu Sheng's hand. He could only smile awkwardly: "Hi!"

"Xu Cong, I hate you." Wu Sheng sat down and waited for Xu Cong's explanation, wanting to know what he was going to say.

Xu Cong gave a fantastical reason: "Xiao Wu, if I say I dreamed that you died after I met you, will you believe me?"

"Your reasons are too perfunctory and have no theoretical support. You directly deny that you saw me a few years ago. I believed you. How could you curse me to death?" Wu Sheng was a little angry.

Wu Sheng's phone rang, and he picked up the call. His mother on the other end of the phone asked him to go home early. Wu Sheng didn't talk much, just glanced at Xu Cong's WeChat and left: "Bye, let's talk next time."

Later they became familiar with each other and would make plans to go out for dinner together on weekends.

Later, when they were talking, Xu Cong mentioned his dream again. He said seriously, "Wu Sheng, I didn't lie to you. I just haven't dreamed about it in the past few months."

"If I hadn't met you again, it wouldn't matter whether I lived or died." Wu Sheng added, "Xu Cong, I feel like I have no home. My parents have separated. I choose to live with my mother, but she only comes back once in a long time. When she comes back, she gives me living expenses and leaves without telling me anything."

Wu Sheng started crying as he spoke.

Xu Cong told Wu Sheng about his fantasy future: "Wu Sheng, don't be afraid. We can get into the best high school, rent a house together, and take the college entrance examination together. I believe we will have a bright future."

Wu Sheng felt his pockets and found them empty, so he asked Xu Cong, "Did you bring any paper?"

Xu Cong chuckled: "I didn't bring it either."

Empty hands and empty pockets.

Wu Sheng grabbed Xu Cong's sleeve and used it to wipe his tears and suck back his snot.