Psycho also wants to be cute

"There is no mother in the world who hates her child. Your mother just lives too hard."

"Be good and obedient, and she will treat you well."

"Today is your birthday, and it is also the day when your mother worked so hard to give birth to you, so be more obedient today."

Thirteen years ago, on August 13th, the thin and thin Yan Cong was sitting on the hospital bed, while the sister nurse at the side persuaded him gently and patiently.

"Yeah!" Yan Cong nodded very seriously, clenching his fists.

He has to be good!He wants his mother to like him!

"Yan Cong, you've been discharged from the hospital." Outside the door, the kind doctor waved to Yan Cong. When Yan Cong saw Qiu Qing behind the doctor, his eyes lit up instantly.

Mom is here to pick him up!

This is the first time his mother came to pick him up!

Ahhhhh!Is mom going to start liking him?

The excited Yan Cong immediately jumped out of bed and ran out the door.

"Mom..." He wanted to call Qiu Qing excitedly, but when he saw the other party's face turning livid after hearing a syllable, he immediately shut up.

I can't do anything to make my mother unhappy today.

Mom won't let me call her mom.

Leading Yan Cong out of the hospital, Qiu Qing walked in front silently, Yan Cong followed step by step.

"Does it hurt?" Qiu Qing glanced at Yan Cong's bandaged right wrist and asked.

Yan Cong widened his eyes in flattery, although he shook his head violently, he grinned and said:

"It doesn't hurt at all!"

Xiao Yancong had a bright smile, and when he grinned, he could see the neat little teeth, which were both silly and cute.

This is the expression Yan Cong would never have now.

Seeing him laughing, Qiu Qing froze for a moment, and subconsciously raised her hand to hit him.

Seeing Qiu Qing raising his hand, Yan Cong just waited with shining eyes.

Finally, Qiu Qing put down his hand, sighed, and turned to leave.

Yan Cong, who stayed where he was, was stunned for a few seconds, then hurriedly followed.

he thinks.

Today's mother, very strange.

Perhaps because of the environment in which he grew up, Yan Cong is very sensitive to capture people's emotions.

He felt that Qiu Qing was very sad now.

But he didn't know what to do, his existence was the source of Qiu Qing's sadness and anger.

He couldn't make Qiu Qing happy at all.

Qiu Qing sat by the bed alone, motionless, while Yan Cong stood in a far corner at a loss.

He should stay away from his mother, otherwise her mother will be even more sad when she sees his face.

"Yan Cong."

"Hey." Yan Cong responded in a low voice, for some reason, he felt his heart beating fast and painful.

"Yan Cong..." Qiu Qing walked up to Yan Cong and pressed his shoulder.

"do you hate me?"

"No, I love you very much." Yan Cong looked at Qiu Qing, he knew that in the next second, Qiu Qing would start hitting him again.

He is ready.

I hope that after he is beaten, my mother will feel better.

"Why?" Qiu Qing's eyes widened, and the bloodshot eyes stared at Yan Cong.

"Why don't you hate me? Why?" Her hand was getting stronger and stronger, as if she wanted to crush Yan Cong's thin shoulders, but Yan Cong didn't even frown.

He is very patient now.

"You hate me! You hate me!"

Qiu Qing's state was a little crazy, she shook Yan Cong crazily, and kept shouting:

"You should hate me! Why don't you hate me!"

The more Yan Cong watched, the more he felt that Qiu Qing's condition was not right, and his heart became more and more flustered. Before he could react, Qiu Qing picked him up and threw him into the closet.

As soon as he entered the dark closet, Yan Cong had a bad feeling.

He tapped on the closet door lightly and shouted softly:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, can you let me out?"

"Hit me, hit me to calm down quickly."

Yan Cong, who didn't get a response for a long time, started to slap vigorously and shouted loudly:

"Grandma! Please, let me out!"

"It's okay if you don't let me go out, will you answer me? Please?"

"Oh, don't ignore me!"

A chill hit Yan Cong's forehead, Yan Cong wept and began to roar wildly:

"You don't want me anymore!?"

"Mom, don't go!"

"Mother!!!"

After the doctor opened the closet door, Yan Cong, whose forehead was covered with blood and whose fingers were all worn out, finally saw Qiu Qing.

That was the quietest mother he had ever seen.

Lying quietly, covered by a white cloth, motionless.

From that day on, Yan Cong's world collapsed.

The nurse sister is lying, there are really mothers in the world who hate their children.

His mother hated him so much that she left him on his birthday.

The day that he thought was the most sacred suddenly became dark.

He has no mother.

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"mom!"

Mu Yancong opened his eyes suddenly, he was lying in front of Qiu Qing's tombstone, with a shining blue light on his injured arm.

Fu Qiang's voice came from the depths of his mind.

Fu Qiang: [Zuo Bai, he lost a lot of blood and passed out, but luckily I was there. ]

"Thank you."

Mu Yancong thanked him, then straightened the bandage without changing his expression, and tightly bound the wound.

Then he looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

Taking out the handkerchief from his pocket, Mu Yancong wiped the tombstone carefully, then made a few promises softly to the tombstone before leaving.

Walking into the woods, Mu Yancong turned on the light to look around, but he didn't see Ao Wu.

After searching in the woods for a while, Yan Cong finally found Ao Wu in a pit.

He lay quietly in the pit, covered with several layers of soil, as if he had slept soundly.

And next to him, Mu Yueze, who was covered in mud, held a remote control in his left hand and a shovel in his right.

He looked at Mu Yancong in astonishment.

"You... why are you here!?" Mu Yueze never thought that he would meet Mu Yancong here.

He obviously lost all his electronic equipment, and he also sneaked over to Desolate Star, so how could he still be caught?

That old guy Mu Wenping's technology tree has been upgraded?

Mu Yancong pointed to Ao Wu who was half buried in the pit, and said slowly:

"this is my friend."

"Oh, I thought it was my father who asked you to come to me." Mu Yueze heaved a sigh of relief, and then apologized:

"Sorry, I didn't know this was your friend."

Mu Yancong looked at the thing in Mu Yueze's hand, he still dug up this broken thing.

This is Yan Yuxuan's first golden finger prop in "Disdain for the Stars".

"Dancing Out of My Life"

True to its name, it is a very outrageous prop, and the victim will dance wildly until they lose consciousness and can no longer dance.

And the type of dance is random, no matter whether you can or not, you will dance forcibly.

If someone is unlucky enough to be selected for ballet, he can directly dance "out" of life.

If there were no props, even Mu Yueze would not be able to make Ao Wu dizzy.

"That's not the problem." Mu Yancong knelt down and touched Ao Wu's breath.

It's good to be alive.

"The issue is……"

"He is now the master of this planet."

"You're equivalent to stealing something from his house and knocking him out."

"The problem is big, I suggest you panic."

Mu Yueze: ...What should I do?

Counterattack protagonist system: [Downtime...]

Mu Yueze: Grass.

Be active when people come to dig things, and shut down if something goes wrong.

Mu Yueze laughed twice and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Well, we are all a family, can we just..." Forget it.

Before he finished speaking, a flash light suddenly turned on not far away, and when Mu Yueze barely looked over.

What he was facing was a group of dark police officers with dark round mouths.

"..." Mu Yueze suddenly turned his head to look at Mu Yancong.

You kid call the police! ?

Mu Yancong shook his head, then pointed to the top of the tree, Mu Yueze looked up along the way, and saw Yan Yuxuan who was smiling awkwardly but politely.

Mu Yueze: ...

"Why are you here?"

"Haha, passing by." Yan Yuxuan fell from the tree and landed in front of the two of them.

As soon as it landed, a police officer on the opposite side shouted:

"It's him!!! He's already had grudges against the kid next to him several times! This time it must be him too!"

As the police officer finished shouting, all the police officers surrounded him.

Yan Yuxuan looked at the familiar little police officer in front of him, and consciously raised his hands.

"Hmph, I knew that you are not a good person."

"Finally let me catch it!"

The police officer has been thinking about Yan Yuxuan's suspected corpse since the last time he saw Mu Yancong. He just thinks that Yan Yuxuan is not a good person.

Great now!I can't escape this time!

Yan Yuxuan: What am I... What did I do wrong?

The author has something to say: Long Aotian System: [... I also want to go back to my hometown to rest, Yan Yuxuan, you are a disaster! ]

This article is also known as: "Hosts That Are Difficult to Bring in Those Years - The Sadness of the System"

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Special gift for two little angels "Sweet Lovers" and ":-D" [a dynamic ballet disc], thank you little angels for their support! ! !

Mu Yueze: Dance for me! ! ! (Press the props madly)