Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

When Lynch opened the door, his hands shook a little. The door was pushed open, and the room was pitch black. Meng Hui stepped in first, took Lynch's hand and said, "Wait." He raised his hand and turned on the light.

The bright light illuminates the warm home, the decoration in warm colors, the neat and lovely furniture arrangement, and there seems to be no trace of intrusion. Meng Hui opened every room and looked at it before returning to the door ,"come in."

"Mom isn't here, is she?" Lynch didn't go in.

Meng Hui frowned and nodded.

Lynch's heart sank to the bottom, he had a very bad premonition, "Brother Hui, I'll go out and look for it, you wait at home."

Meng Hui grabbed his arm and said seriously, "Wait, I'll go out and look for it." He forcefully pulled Lynch into the house, pushed him onto the sofa, and stared at him solemnly, "Close the door, I will When you come back, you will open the door yourself, don’t open the door for anyone, do you understand?”

Lynch nodded slightly.

Meng Hui went out, the door closed with a 'bang', Lynch sat on the sofa numbly, and fell back slowly.

The lights were bright and dazzling, Lynch blinked, his eyes were a little sour, and he said slowly: "The system... you are always here, aren't you?"

System: "Where can I go?"

Lynch: "Lin Yue'e..."

System: "I can tell you that she is offline."

Lynch's heart twitched suddenly, and he went offline—what a cold word, the breathing from the tip of his nose suddenly became rapid, Lynch pressed his heart, bent his waist and silently gritted his teeth and wept.

The system calmly said: "You've done a good job, and I don't need to come out. There are some facts that you won't know until you hit a wall, and I don't need to say more."

The heart was so tight that it was almost unbearable. Lynch restrained his throat and breathed heavily. Lin Yuee's gentle smile flashed in his mind, calling him softly and lovingly. She called him "Baby Qiqi", calling him The air that entered his throat hurt like a knife, Lynch hugged his knee tightly, and knocked his forehead again and again.

The system sighed, "Don't be like this, there will always be an end, just do the task obediently, Meng Hui's blackening value has dropped by ten percent, don't struggle to change it next time, you have to remember, You are the coordinator, and your task is to help the world line develop smoothly..."

"I don't regret it," Lynch paused, burying his teary cheeks in his knees, choked up, "At least... I made her... happy for a while..."

——"How about it, Mom, is this clothing store okay? It can open a chain in two years."

——"Come on, baby Qiqi, try the braised pork made by mom."

——"Mom is so happy today!"

The years have carved traces on her face, forehead lines, crow's feet, and freckles, all of which have appeared on her cheeks. A happy smile on her face is the best decoration.

"I'm not sad," Lynch raised his head, blinking his eyes vigorously, "You're right, there will always be an end..." But the memories left behind will always be beautiful.

The system was silent, "To be honest, I think you're a little cornered now, you're too devoted."

Lynch: "I know."

System: "This...is not good."

Lynch: "I know."

System: "I know it all, but I don't plan to change it."

Lynch: "Yeah."

The system has nothing to say, it doesn't turn back until it hits the south wall, it waits for Lynch's mental breakdown.

In the middle of the night, Meng Hui came back. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lynch moved slightly, and then retreated back onto the sofa.

Meng Hui who entered the room shook his head at Lynch.

Lynch was not surprised, but just looked at Meng Hui quietly.

Meng Hui walked to the sofa, looked down at Lin Qi who was looking up, and said softly, "Crying?"

Lynch remained silent, Meng Hui felt a pain in his heart, leaned over and pressed the man into his arms, and gently stroked his short hair. He couldn't say any definite comforting words, his instinct told him that it was very bad.

"Dinglingling" the landline in the house suddenly rang, and Meng Hui immediately went over to connect, "Hello."

"...Okay...we'll be right there..."

Meng Hui hung up the phone, looked at Lin Qi slowly, his throat suddenly became dry, "Lin Qi..."

……

Lin Yuee's body was found at 3:[-] a.m., thrown in a woods, with intact facial features, and the police immediately confirmed Lin Yuee's identity.

"We need to dissect the corpse, and hope the family understands."

Lynch nodded slowly. From the moment he received the call, he has been calm, except for the traces of crying on his face, he said softly: "I want to know, my mother...was it painful?"

"It is preliminarily judged that the fatal wound is on the left chest. It should not be very painful to kill him with a single knife."

Lin Qimu blinked his eyes and rolled two lines of tears, "Thank you..."

Meng Hui hugged him and patted his back. Lynch turned his face and grabbed Meng Hui's arm, silently lowering his head.

The funeral was very simple. Lynch's mother had no relatives in her generation, and his biological father had already cut off from him. Most of the people who came were Lin Yue'e's colleagues, friends, and Lynch's classmates. Director Zhang represented the school also came.

Lynch seemed to have changed a lot. Although his eyes were red and swollen, he was still calm and polite, and dealt with relatives and friends tactfully.

After the funeral, Lynch held a photo of Lin Yuee. The black and white photo was a photo of Lin Yuee taken in the photo studio last year. It looked very young. Lynch looked down at the photo in the glass and said softly: "Brother Hui, I remember my mother It was dyed red back then."

"Yes, wine red, very bright." Meng Hui hugged him lightly. He hadn't closed his eyes for several days with Lynch, and a clump of stubble appeared on his chin.

Lynch touched the black and white photo, and said lightly, "What a pity."

……

Lynch visibly became silent, often in a daze, sometimes sitting on the sofa with the TV on for a long time, Meng Hui stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and he said he was fine.

"Lynch," Meng Hui held him in his arms, "You still have me."

Lynch leaned on his chest, heard the slow and powerful heartbeat, and said slowly: "Brother Hui, everyone has his end, there is really very little we can do, but at least, when people are still there, I cherished the good time I spent with him, so... it is not a pity."

Meng Hui hugged him tightly and patted him on the back. He suddenly felt that there was something else in Lin Qi's words, as if it was not just about Lin Yue'e, he even thought of when Lynch left in his previous life.

The reason why he suffers so much and regrets so much is because when Lynch was around, he was arrogant and arrogant, distorted the love in his heart, and used awkward methods of hurting the feelings of the two to verify whether he had a place in Lynch's heart, So much so that in the end it even...killed Lynch.

It's a pity, a pity that I didn't seriously tell this person.

--"I like you."

Meng Hui lowered his head and said softly, "Yes, as long as you cherish it, you won't regret it."

No matter how much grief there is, life still has to live. When it was time to fill out the volunteers, the two went to school together to listen to the mobilization meeting. Lynch, who was wearing a black armband, received many sympathetic looks. Meng Hui squeezed his hand, and Lynch She tilted her head and smiled at him, "I'm fine."

There were huge crowds of people, and the heat wave was rolling. The admissions leaders of various colleges and universities on the stage made all kinds of promises, and the students in the audience were exchanging opinions, and most of them had excited expressions on their faces.

Lynch sat in it and calmly took his notes.

His score is very dangerous. It is estimated that at the threshold of Qinghui, he may or may not get in. He has to make other preparations.

"Want to go to the University of Finance and Economics?" Meng Hui glanced at what Lynch wrote down in his notebook.

Lynch said 'hmm', "The Cai University is the closest to Qinghui."

Meng Hui's expression turned warm, "I'll accompany you to the University of Finance and Economics."

"What are you talking about?" Lynch glanced at him, "You are at Qinghui, I am at the University of Finance and Economics, and we are still brothers. If you want to accompany me to the University of Finance and Economics, then goodbye."

The corners of Meng Hui's lips raised imperceptibly, "I'm just kidding."

"That's fine." Lynch muttered in a low voice, and next to the University of Finance and Economics, he wrote down a few schools that promised to give priority to the school's insurance and research. "I'm going to the bathroom, and you can help me to write down."

"Let me go with you," Meng Hui took the pen and paper, Lynch got up and squeezed past him, holding the human way, "I want to accompany you when you go to college or go to the toilet? Sit down."

Today, there are many people in the school. The playground is full of admissions booths. Parents and students are looking around. Lynch went downstairs and looked at the lively scene below. There was applause from time to time in the auditorium. It was so lively... Lynch sighed, and went to the toilet on the first floor of the auditorium, but there was a maintenance sign on the door of the toilet.

"No way, maintenance at this time." Lynch muttered, turned and left the auditorium.

……

Meng Hui took notes stroke by stroke, his thoughts were a little scattered.

He did use his prediction of the future to change Lin Yuee's fate, but Lin Yuee was still dead. He clearly remembered that Lynch said that within two years after his mother passed away, his stepdad who ran away was also outside Died for no apparent reason, Lynch said he was probably hacked to death by a debt collector, who knows.

Sun Zhonghai died first.

Lin Yuee died less than two years after Sun Zhonghai's death.

It's like... two people exchanged the time of death.

Meng Hui didn't dare to think about this matter in front of Lynch.

Back then, the "Game Hall Murder Incident" made the game hall where he stayed lose all his money. A person who often played slot machines in the game hall got a big ticket and drowned in the river near the game hall after being robbed.

The applause of "crash la la la" brought back Meng Hui, who was immersed in memories. He raised his head, glanced at the notes, and suddenly found that he had written a lot in his handwriting. Why hasn't Lynch come back yet?

……

Lynch walked all the way to the teaching building before finding the toilet.

It was a holiday, and the school building was empty. Lynch habitually entered the cubicle to go to the toilet. When he pulled the zipper, he heard the sound of the door closing.

Lynch zipped up, and opened the door suspiciously to see the situation.

"Don't open the door." The system said suddenly.

Lynch's hand was already on the latch, "What's wrong?"

"Squat—!"