Striped Retriever

"Chenlin, don't become like that." Yang Guang's voice was tearful, and now Ke Chenlin was so indifferent that she felt strange.

She knew that she was not a qualified mother, and most of the time she was not qualified to dictate Ke Chenlin's life, but this time was different.

Yang Guang feels that Ke Chenlin's current state is jumping on the top of a fifty-story office building, and he may wave his hands and jump down at any time. At this time, she must let Ke Chenlin rein in the cliff.

No matter what method she uses, she cannot let her son go down the path of self-destruction.

"Okay, I won't become like that. I will find a psychiatrist to counsel me when I go back." Ke Chenlin's tone of voice sounded quite patient. "Don't worry."

However, Yang Guang didn't believe him at all. Just now Ke Chenlin was running the train full of mouth. If it wasn't for the referee's expression, she might still believe him: "Evidence! Give me an evidence!"

Ke Chenlin felt depressed, it was not a good thing for his mother to live to the end.

Where can he find evidence for her in such a place?For a moment, Ke Chenlin was a little aroused, and wanted to rush up and grab the knife to do it.

But this is still not good. The other party is also his mother. Although she is not a real person, it would be too miserable if she was stabbed to death by her son in an impatient manner.

So Ke Chenlin began to consider a softer approach, such as sending her away from a good point of view, playing a wave of emotional cards, and letting her close her eyes willingly.

It's tiring to be alive anyway, isn't it?

It's a pity that Ke Chenlin didn't find a good angle to persuade her, so he could only look at the referee: "An Ding will accompany me to the doctor. He is very responsible, you can rest assured."

His problem was exposed by the referee just now, and it seems that there is no problem in using the referee to lie now.

He thought so, but the referee didn't cooperate at all.

The referee understood what Ke Chenlin meant, but after pursing his lips, he still didn't say anything.made a promise?What promise?An Ding in the real world is dead, and Ke Chenlin's state cannot be solved by seeing a doctor. After all, Ke Chenlin is not even a human being now, and this problem cannot be solved at all.

And looking at Ke Chenlin like this, it seems that he doesn't intend to solve it, he is messed up.

But the referee couldn't do it. He felt very uncomfortable seeing Ke Chenlin like this, even though he knew it was unstoppable and irreversible.

Seeing the referee's face with sadness engraved on his face, Ke Chenlin could only sigh helplessly, then reached out to support his temple, not knowing what to say for a while.

Trouble, it's getting more and more troublesome.

"Okay." The referee said suddenly, as if he had finally made some important decision, he solemnly took Ke Chenlin's hand, his eyes were burning, and fell on Ke Chenlin's face, "After you go out, I'll accompany you to see a doctor."

Ke Chenlin: "..." No, he always felt that something was wrong. The referee's expression was hissing. Why did he feel that he was serious?

"What are you going to do?" Ke Chenlin frowned, "Isn't that messy enough?" The relationship between him and the referee obviously has some problems, after all, they usually don't do it like this opponent's.

Originally, both of them could ignore this point, but now what does the referee mean by this sentence?

"It's already messy enough." The referee said seriously, "So it doesn't matter if it's more messy." The referee wanted to just smash the pot and throw it.

Anyway, it's all like this, how bad can it be?

But now the referee is asking himself, aside from his own occupation, the last thing he wants now is that Ke Chenlin is getting more and more deviating from the human track.

Ke Chenlin may be awake now, but he is just watching himself fall calmly.

"Don't you feel conflicted?" Ke Chenlin asked.

This is not some play, the referee and the two of them have an endless relationship, but this relationship is covered with a lover's shell.

If the referee's layout is successful, he might die in the next dungeon. Even if the psychological problem is solved before then, so what: "You won't make trouble in the next world?"

"It's two different things," the referee said.

"Then don't play this trick, it's boring." Ke Chenlin waved his hand, and then he simply removed the protective shield that was used to protect himself from being attacked by sarcomas, and walked towards Yang Guang .

When Ke Chen came up to him, he stretched out his hand to support the handle of the knife in Yang Guang's hand, and then gently turned the handle, so that the blade touched Yang Guang's heart: "Mom, I don't want to talk too much right now." Many days."

"Maybe you should let me be quiet, so that I can calm down and think about what's wrong and where I went wrong." Ke Chenlin pointed his other hand at his head, "Now here's the fight Going to the meaningless will only make each other more uncomfortable."

"It doesn't matter what happened in the past, what will happen in the future...you can't leave here anyway, what are you doing so much?" Ke Chenlin lightly touched the handle of the knife, and the point of the knife poked Yang Guang's skin .

Ke Chenlin's intentions are self-evident.

He also didn't want to make such an ugly scene.

Yang Guang looked at Ke Chenlin, and his lips trembled. She was disappointed by Ke Chenlin's reckless appearance.

But as Ke Chenlin said, she can no longer care about the future.

After realizing this, Yang Guang was at a loss. She looked at her child's face obsessively, stretched out her hand to touch it, and quickly withdrew it: "Then turn around."

"Okay." Ke Chenlin responded immediately and turned around. He seemed completely unafraid that his mother would stab him with a knife in the end.

She probably didn't want Ke Chenlin to see her in a mess, even though she wasn't much better at the moment.

"Chenlin." Yang Guang looked down at the knife in his hand, "Have you ever returned to your hometown?"

"No." Ke Chenlin put his hands in his pockets, probably feeling bored, and his eyes fell on the referee. He was indirectly observing the progress of the situation based on the tangled expression on the referee's face, whether Yang Guang had stabbed the knife in.

"Is the house sold?"

"No." Ke Chenlin ran a company with his friends before, and survived the early losses. After making a profit, Ke Chenlin didn't worry much about money, not to mention that he always subconsciously put himself and his family in the same place. After clearing the relationship, he didn't feel that the house was his own, and of course he had no right to sell it.

"Then go back and have a look. In the wardrobe in mother's room, there is a red box buried on the top where the blanket is placed. You can take the things inside." Yang Guang spoke slowly.

"Okay." Ke Chenlin agreed.

After that?Yang Guang didn't know what else he had to explain. She and Ke Chenlin had nothing in common, and it seemed that this was enough.

She cared about Ke Chenlin, but she seemed immature when she became a mother.

Yang Guang glanced at the referee, she wanted to say that you two are really good together, but the words were lingering in her mouth, and she still couldn't say it.She always cared about her dignity as an elder.

It is already evening in this dungeon, and Ke Chenlin is standing in front of her, facing the light, she is shrouded in Ke Chenlin's long shadow.

When did her son grow so tall?Yang Guang was a little confused.

Now something happened to Ke Chenlin that she couldn't understand, but it seriously threatened Ke Chenlin's own future, which made Yang Guang feel uneasy.

If Ke Chenlin was still a little one, would she be able to protect her son tightly?

Oh... She forgot that she didn't protect Ke Chenlin when he was young. From the beginning to the end, she did a terrible job.

Yang Guang pushed the knife into his body.

Ke Chenlin sensed the signs that the dungeon was cracking. He turned his head and found that Yang Guang behind him had long since disappeared, and what lay there was a pool of sarcoma.

He drew the knife from the sarcoma, only to find that the tentacles of the sarcoma trembled slightly. He was not dead, but it was absolutely impossible to survive.

"I said I don't blame you for being fake." Ke Chenlin said casually, "It's meaningless to entangle many things with cause and effect."

He didn't know if this sarcoid could understand or not, Ke Chenlin was just in case, even if his mother was a fake, he didn't really want her to die with hatred.

The collapse of the dungeon was accompanied by the shouting and cursing of the players. Ever since he chatted with Yang Guang, those players hadn't stopped, probably because they felt that Ke Chenlin was so ruthless to their relatives, but to his own mother. of.

Ke Chenlin didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After all, he was not a referee, and he didn't pursue the so-called fairness. Those players were just tied up by him as hostages. Why would some people think that kidnappers can give hostages fairness?

And mixed in the abuse is the roar of the referee.

Those abuses were so loud that the referee could only shout at the top of his voice: "You wait for me! I will go to you! You wait for me!"

He was like a bitter hero who was beaten with a stick, but Ke Chenlin didn't cooperate with his performance.

He was just there now, watching the copy collapse, holding the knife in his hand tightly, counting down the time.

When the count reached zero at the end, Ke Chenlin closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he thought he would see the ceiling of his own house, but in the end it was a series of silver metal pipes, and Ke Chenlin was taken aback.

But soon he realized that these should be his body.

He is now like a big octopus, the whole room is covered by his "tentacles", but his upper body still has a human shape.

Except that the whole body is silver and has a metallic luster, it really looks like a person.

The whites of Ke Chenlin's eyes at this moment... no, it should be called black eyes, his pupils are purple, and the original whites have become pure black.

The purple line stretched from the end of his eyes to his cheeks, and then made a [-]-degree turn to the corner of his mouth.

And his body was also divided into small areas by the purple light, which seemed to have a strange beauty, mechanical and inorganic.

Ke Chenlin also knew that there was a line in his face at this moment, and his face could be opened.

He put his hands on the ground and stood up.

Those metal tentacles were not simply retracted, they seemed to melt during the movement, and finally formed a puddle of mercury to form Ke Chenlin's lower body.

Still wearing pants.

After returning to the human form, his body surface was also covered with a layer of skin, his eyes turned from black to white, and he looked no different from his original appearance.

And the only problem might be.

【Hello, Ke Chenlin? 】

The voice came from his head, and the other party's voice was very familiar to him, it was Qiu Yu's.

The other end was also in shock: [Why did you pick up the phone as soon as I called?No bells seemed to ring. 】

"Oh, maybe it's because I ate the phone." Ke Chenlin was a little helpless. After he mechanized, the phone on his body disappeared, but he could still see the points in his consciousness, as well as the background of the extinguished program, and Your friends dynamics and skills you can buy.

To be honest, this feeling is very novel, and the whole world seems to be different in his eyes.

No, wait, it's already different.

"Qiuyu, I have to go back to my hometown." Ke Chenlin said, "I met my mother in the last dungeon."

Qiu Yu on the other end fell silent.

"She asked me to find something, and I have to check it out." Ke Chenlin explained to her.

And Jin Xin's voice quickly came from the other end: [Hey, don't you, you have become polite after entering a copy? 】

Ke Chenlin didn't respond, he just hung up the phone.

All these only need to be manipulated by his consciousness, and Ke Chenlin didn't even have an adaptation period after waking up, as if he was born with them.

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