Mr. Perfect Makeover

Wu Xin stood in the middle of a narrow road in a daze, staring at the passing vehicles in a daze. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why, until a fast-moving Santana taxi came towards him. , He lost all the ability to think for a moment, desperately wanting to escape vigorously, but his feet were firmly grasped by the ground, unable to move an inch, so he could only choose to close his eyes and wait for the next huge collision , fell heavily and blood flowed like a river, and the flesh and blood were blurred. In fact, none of these happened. The taxi penetrated through his body unimpeded and walked away, while he was still intact.

It turns out that I am already dead, Wu Xin murmured suddenly, and stretched out her hands, still slender and white, with distinct knuckles, the only difference is that the blood vessels no longer pulsate, and the flow of life has stopped.

Then he saw a man riding a bicycle with a crying child to the other side along the zebra crossing next to him. For some other reason, Wu Xin couldn't see the big bright characters clearly, so he didn't know what elementary school it was, but he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

So, he took a step forward and followed the father and son into the campus.

The father locked the car at the door, and wanted to drag the little boy in, but he didn't know that the child was very strong and had a stubborn temper. No matter how threatened and slapped by the father, he just lay on the ground and couldn't get up, and the crying became more and more miserable. Draw the attention of other pick-up parents.

The father seemed to be really annoyed, he hit two chestnuts hard on the boy, and then stretched out his thick arms to firmly clamp the little boy under his arms, even if the son twisted his neck and kicked his legs, he couldn't break free.

Wu Xin suddenly felt that this scene was really familiar. When he was a child, he didn't like going to school. He would be beaten by his father every day at the school gate, and then his father would no longer care about him, and he rode away by himself. Ah, yes, the same Phoenix card Old-fashioned bicycles. At that time, my father hadn’t gone into business yet. He was just a small clerk in an ordinary public institution. He received a salary of more than 100 yuan a month. That bicycle cost him a whole month’s salary. Cherish, every morning when I get up, I have to wipe it with a damp cloth to make it shiny, and then urge myself to go to school quickly.

Thinking of this, Wu Xin suddenly couldn't help laughing, and saw that the father and son were walking far away, and his heart moved, so he followed. I don't know what the father said, but the son stopped crying, but he was still twitching, unable to say anything. Poor, Wu Xin suddenly wanted to walk in and touch the child's head, but found that the closer he got, the more blurred the father and son were in front of his eyes, and he couldn't even see their figures clearly, which made him a little panicked. why?Fortunately, he could still clearly understand the conversation between father and son, which reassured him a little, he could not see it, so he just listened to it.

"Do you remember what the teacher said at home yesterday?"

The son turned his head, "I don't know."

"Say it again?" The father's voice had a hint of a storm.

The son stopped answering, Wu Xin suddenly thought, it must be a very unwilling expression, but because of his father's deterrence, he had to keep silent!