I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

There is no overnight feud between mother and child.Li Fang knelt down, put her arms around the shoulders of the two children, leaned her head against them, a kind of silent and quiet warmth flowed in it, Li Fang apologized in a low voice, the younger son had already stepped forward and reached out to hug his mother, the most stubborn The eldest son loosened his brows and began to cry—aggrieved, but then he also hugged his mother's arms tightly.

But in an instant.

reconcile.

Li Fang thanked Kurokawa and the others again and again, and then took the two children home step by step, but the house was dark, and it seemed that there was still no call. Kiemon stood at the door and watched, waiting for people to leave Said in a low voice, "I can't tell...she's still a tiger mother."

"The discipline is a bit strict."

Although Kiemon is a cat.But he was born to be raised in a sugar bowl. When he was born, he was taken away by civet cat parents to raise him. Although a cat lives in a canine group, he was not bullied much. All hugs, love and applause.

He was born to accept flowers and sunshine.

It's completely different from Li Fang.

Very few children in orphanages can be loved, respected, and cared for.All of them seem to have jumped out of a rock, their kinship has been cut off, and their brows are filled with innate hostility, for fear that others will pity themselves and pity themselves.

A slight look of pity is to underestimate.

As if he was born weak to the other party.

Kurokawa didn't know how to explain it to Kiemon, that kind of inferiority complex was so extreme that pride pierced through the cracks of his bones - don't want others to give alms, don't want others to pity.

Too demanding.

So that it looks a little ridiculous.

Kurokawa didn't smile.

Kiemon looked at him, and found that Kurokawa's eyebrows were a little gloomy, that is, when he was deep in thought, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, which is rare to see, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"

That emotion dissipated quickly.

"A little memory."

With his hands in his pockets, Kurokawa returned to his indifferent look, "Let's go, let's go back."

This contact after the power outage made Heichuan acquainted with Li Fang and her two children. When he came home at five or six in the afternoon when he had no classes, he would usually see two boys in public elementary school uniforms walking home hand in hand. .

When I saw Heichuan riding a bicycle on the road, she would politely say hello, saying "good afternoon brother", and so on. Once Li Fang heard it, she quickly asked the child to call him uncle, and turned to look at Heichuan's face, dismissing it again. This kind of thought.

too young.

too nice.

As if time had never been cruel to him.

It was only after several conversations that Kurokawa knew what happened to the power outage at Lifang's house. It turned out that the two children were both in elementary school, and the burden of tuition fees increased, and there were other expenses for paper, pens, clothes, school trips, etc., all at once. Aggravated, resulting in an error in the electricity bill.

Li Fang also sighed, saying that it was so troublesome to go to elementary school, and she didn't know what to do in middle and high school, and college, she didn't ask Heichuan for help, but she had been in contact with Heichuan for a long time and regarded Heichuan as one of her own, as if she was with an acquaintance It's also difficult to talk about it, but after finishing talking, they still do their own things.

So Kurokawa came up with a bad idea to ask Li Fang's two children to skip a grade, so that the annual tuition expenses can be reduced a lot.

Li Fang spread her hands: "It's a pity that I don't have such an IQ."

At that time, she was very clear about her two children: "It's just at the level of ordinary people. The IQ of ordinary people can only be paid by ordinary people's efforts. After struggling in the end, it is just to live the life of ordinary people."

Li Fang said inadvertently: "Whether it is Chilulian or Kurokawa, you are not in a state that ordinary people can reach."

"I don't want to add to that hope for nothing."

When Kiemon knew about this incident, he was so kind that he wanted to prepare donations for Lifang's two children. Kurokawa didn't object or support him, but he just said the most likely consequences: "Lifang won't If you want, maybe you will move out overnight because of your actions."

Kiemon scratched his head, lost in thought.

After all, these two children are so obedient and sensible, if they can't afford to go to school because of money and end up living on the street, no matter who they are, they will sigh.

Not long after, Kiemon became a little dazed. He saw the two children each holding a mobile phone, playing with their heads down, ignoring the vehicles on the road. It seemed a little obsessed with the game.

It's not that he is prejudiced, thinking that the two children are not qualified to play with mobile phones, but that the mother still does odd jobs a day, and sleeps less than six hours a day in order to provide for the children to go to school. How can the children be so indulgent?

He thought there was something hidden, so he sneaked behind the two children's buttocks, and found that after returning home from school in the afternoon, he did not study hard as usual. Instead, he held his mobile phone and sometimes ran outside as if having fun.It's like playing crazy.

What's the matter?

so much change?

"worry."

Kiemon squatted down next to Kurokawa's pillow, and was pushed away by Kurokawa holding the pillow. While he was yelling about Kurokawa's cleanliness, he changed his position and continued to seek advice from him. Kurokawa asked him to ask directly, " Don’t guess anything in your heart, just ask directly.”

Kiemon went away filled with righteous indignation.

Back in a panic.

He held a mobile phone in his arms, and a game was running in it.

It's called "Monster Hunting Century".

"Kurokawa, look at this, this, this."

"You can catch monsters!"

The name is called Monster Catch Century, of course you can catch monsters.

Kurokawa took the mobile phone and clicked a few keys casually. The functional interface is very fresh, unlike other fantasy mobile games with high saturation and colorful colors, and billboard girls wearing thin armor, but a style that is biased toward future science fiction and cool blue interface.

Kiemon stumbled: "It's not about that kind of monster, but about catching that kind, that kind..."

Kurokawa wondered: "What is the difference between that and that?"

Kiemon shook the cat's fur: "It's a real monster."

Kurokawa held the phone, "How to catch it?"

"Turn on the game camera and aim at something you think is a monster, such as flowers, grass, people, etc., and then click to take a picture. The mobile phone software will automatically determine whether this thing is a monster. If it is a monster, it will give you a high-value award."

Kiemon didn't finish speaking.

He saw Kurokawa "click" to take a selfie.

After a while, the phone interface prompts, "Catch the other party's error."

"If a real monster is caught, the mobile phone will collect the monster's information. I will add it to a public list of monsters in the world after listening to the boss (eldest son), and note the monster's number."

It's like giving a monster an account in the human world.

In the future, no matter whether you check or clear it, just follow the list above.

It's also a bit like a list marked with death notices.

……

Kiemon went back to his hometown in Shikoku to take refuge, and Kurita followed him.

Come back when Tokyo calms down.

No one thought that after leaving for such a period of time, this kind of software that can analyze monsters can be produced. The times are flying too fast, and people can't keep up.

Heichuan also asked the two children about games. The children said that the rich students in the class hired them to play games and catch monsters. The two of them wanted to share the burden for their mother, so they agreed.

The child was cautious: "Brother, you don't know how to tell your mother."

"It's not a bad game. Adults and children are playing it. Our classmates and teachers are playing it."

Kurokawa asked: "Are there so many people playing?"

Brother nodded: "Yeah, when it's recess, everyone runs out with their mobile phones. The whole school is like this, and I heard that other schools are also like this."

Prosperity so far.

When Kurokawa returned to university, he usually didn't pay much attention to it, but now he noticed that his classmates were also playing this game. After class, they didn't rush out like children, but wandered around the campus leisurely, patting everywhere. Scenery—rarely photographing people, after all, there is a risk of being regarded as a pervert.

Even so, many people mistakenly took landscape photos.

The same is true in the class.

Heichuan opened it and took a look. He used to think that these people joined the photography department collectively and posted landscape photos in the chat group all day long. He didn't expect that they were playing games.

Everyone seems to be playing.

No one is left behind.

Kurokawa was also urged by Yuma to play this game.

The drama club is rehearsing intensely. During the break, many people gather together and mutter together. Youzhen is holding the mobile phone. Seeing that Kurokawa is a bit lonely and ignoring the world, he is afraid that he will be rejected by the drama club members and let him go down too. A game, at least it can be regarded as actively joining this circle.

Long Er played the leading role again, Sabo left, no one made money with him, he was wearing a costume, holding the script to check his lines, saw Kurokawa playing a game here, and asked very cryptically: "Can you?"

Kurokawa nodded.

He opened the game in front of Long Er and took a selfie with himself.

Nothing happened.

Long Er was slightly suspicious at first, and his eyebrows were raised. It is not easy for a person like him to change color. He looked up and down Heichuan, "Are you a monster?"

Kurokawa replied irresponsibly: "Yes."

Long Er took the phone away, "This is impossible."

He walked to the corner to avoid everyone's eyes and summoned a soul with a spell, and tapped it, and the race and number naturally appeared on it.

"Not bad."

Long Er sent the phone back.

"This game can't be broken."

"But don't take selfies so carelessly. If you really ask you to take a selfie, you won't have time to cry."

After finishing speaking, Long Er whispered again, "You tell the world over there, tell them to be careful recently."