is very melancholy,

　　 very sad,

　　 is also very helpless,

　　 My eyes are black,

　　 when I open my eyes again,

　　 Zheng Fan found himself standing in a busy street,

　　 lowered his head,

　　 saw a bunch of candied haws in his hand and grinning at him... Nizi!

Magic Maru learned a little bit better this time, or maybe the last time I met was because Zheng Fan, who had passed by by the way, experienced the dreams caused by Tian Wujing's self-destruction of the Mansions, and this time, it was his own "dreamland". .

　　 In short, this street has a retro atmosphere, not a modern scene.

　　 At least, Zheng Fan didn't let Zheng Fan come out all at once.

　　 The little boy stretched out his hand, grabbed Zheng Fan's hand, and pulled forward. He wanted Zheng Fan to play with him and go shopping with him.

　　 His hands are sticky because they have grasped the candied haws.

　　 Zheng Fan sighed.

　　He knows,

　　 What should have been waiting for myself,

　　Who knew it suddenly became this.

　　 is a bit similar to later generations excitedly downloading a 30G seed, and the result is "Calabash Baby, Calabash Baby, Seven Flowers on a Vine..."

　　 "Son, you can't wait any longer."

　　 Zheng Fan squatted down and looked at the little boy.

　　 The little boy looked at Zheng Fan blankly.

　　He is very calm,

　　 is also very cute,

　　 But Zheng Fan saw it clearly, it seemed that it was because of Zheng Fan’s attitude.

　　 In the bright pupils of the magic pill, a bloodthirsty glow began to spread,

　　Maju,

　　 is going to run away!

　　 "Hiss!"

　　 Zheng Fan immediately reached out and hugged the little boy.

　　 "Yo yo yo, let's ride a horse, ride a horse, come!"

　　 crisis,

　　 disappeared at this time.

　　 The boy’s smile came again, especially after sitting on Zheng Fan’s shoulder, he waved his little palm happily.

As the saying goes,

　　 What you get, you have to give something at the same time.

　　 People at Zheng Fan’s age can be regarded as old and young, and a pillar must be supported;

　　 Feed the lower part, feed back the upper part, live tremblingly.

　　 Zheng Fan is different.

　　 If you encounter something, you will go up first, if you can't hit, then go up.

　　 Sha Tuo Queshi lay there, but it was quiet, but Zheng Fan didn't dare to lack the filial piety during the New Years and New Years. From time to time, he had to make time to run to drink and chat with him.

　　 As for the son,

　　得，

　　 It’s safe on weekdays, but you just want to go to sleep with a woman just as you level up, and leave him behind, oh no, it’s really thrown out the window like a stone.

　　 can't do,

　　 My son did not agree.

　　 Kiss your son, kiss your son, it’s not that you come here to kill your relatives to avoid suspicion, it’s just a set of mouths and a set of hands, which is hypocritical.

　　 I can’t do things in advance, so what kind of son?

　　 What's more, the number of times your body has sold your life to save you is not old or young.

　　 After figuring this out, Zheng Fan was silent and accepted his fate.

　　Beauty hotbed, I can’t enjoy it tonight, I can only accompany my son to enjoy the fun of parent-child in this dream.

　　Go and go, look and look,

　　 mask,

　　 buy one buy,

　　 juggling,

　　 take a look,

Pan Fried Dumpling,

　　 Have a taste.

　　 Zheng Fan has never been married in his previous life, so naturally he has never raised a child. In this life, he has been in the car directly, and he is happy with his son.

　　 Hey, let alone, it was a little careless at first, but slowly, there was a feeling of being integrated into it.

　　 After all, there are inexhaustible entanglements in the relationship, there are guilt, touch, and reluctance. Although there is no **** by blood relatives, the connection on the soul is closer.

　　 A street seems to be endless, there are always fresh tricks, and there are always tempting food.

　　 Zheng Fan doesn't feel tired, nor does the little guy on his shoulders.

　　 Ten generations of resentment, he enjoys this moment very much, enjoys the...light in this dream.

　　 don’t know how long I’ve been shopping, how long I’ve been playing,

　　 dream,

　　Sometimes it's like this, it's so short that it can pass through a gap like a white horse, and it's so long that it doesn't know the years.

　　 quietly,

　　 The noise in my ear seems to be quieting down,

　　 Zheng Fan looked up again, and found that he had walked to a small river, the river was colorfully falling, and it was like a spring afternoon.

　　 Sit down, Zheng Fan couldn't help but lie down, the Northland is so bitter and cold, he really misses spring a little.

　　 The little boy laughed and ran out by himself, started catching grasshoppers, started chasing butterflies, started running happily on his own, and started singing some ballads that he didn't know what tunes were.

　　 Zheng Fan lay sideways, Maitreya Buddha lying down, his eyes kept on the boy.

Suddenly,

　　 Zheng Fan imagined that if the magic pill is really a child in reality,

　　 He can go to kindergarten, he can go to school with his schoolbag, and he can grow up day by day...

　　 Accompanied by these pictures, it is not warm, but a kind of suffocation.

　　 There is something, Zheng Fan has been avoiding, deliberately not thinking in that direction.

　　Although he kept screaming "son" and "son",

　　 Although it is often said that the work is the blood of the author, it is his own son.

　　 But to put it bluntly,

　　 When creating the character of Magic Maru,

Zheng Fan combined all the repressive, dark, and distorted elements with a hysterical style. What he wanted to present was an atmosphere of loneliness and despair in the dark. In this way, he would be intoxicated and be pleased with comic readers. To pay.

　　 No, it's really a son to treat it.

　　 Thinking about it, Zheng Fan was stunned.

　　 turned around,

　　 He suddenly found the little boy standing beside him, because he was lying on his side, so the other person was looking at him condescendingly.

　　 Father and son look at each other,

　　 Then both of them laughed.

　　 "Are you tired from playing?" Zheng Fan asked.

　　 The little boy shook his head.

　　 "Then play a little longer?"

　　 The little boy shook his head again.

Suddenly,

　　Everything around began to darken,

　　 Zheng Fan found himself back in the original room,

　　 The lanterns and candles flickered, showing a sense of sight similar to a ghost film boudoir.

　　 Zheng Fan’s first reaction was that the magic pill was enough to play, and he let himself back, but when he looked around and found no figure of Si Niang, Zheng Fan understood.

　　 Myself, still in this dream.

　　 Zheng Fan began to look in the room, walked into the room, and saw the little boy sitting on the bed.

　　 The little boy was wearing a red bellyband with a red mole on his eyebrows. He opened his arms when he saw Zheng Fan coming in.

　　 Zheng Fan walked over, reached out and hugged him, then put it in the quilt, and covered it with the quilt.

　　 hesitated,

　　 Anyway, this is a dream,

　　 It’s still a dream to go out,

　　 Zheng Fan simply lay in the bed.

　　 The father and son lie close to each other on the bed.

　　 The temperature in the bed was below zero, and Zheng Fan didn't foolishly ask his son if you have a low-grade fever.

　　 Instead, he continued to pretend to tuck the quilt for the little boy.

　　 The little boy stared at Zheng Fan, stretched out his hand and pulled Zheng Fan's hair.

　　 "Want to hear stories?"

　　 The little boy nodded excitedly.

　　 "Okay, Dad tells you a story:

　　 Once upon a time there was a mountain and a temple on the mountain. There was an old monk and a young monk in the temple. One day, the old monk said to the young monk, I will tell you a story. Once upon a time..."

　　 Outside the quilt, frost began to form.

　　 Zheng Fan lowered his head and looked at the little boy. The little boy’s expression seemed to be mesmerized by this second-hand story, but at this moment, it seemed that there was a big terrifying mouth, about to bite off and swallow everything.

　　 Zheng Fan shivered.

　　道:

　　 "There used to be a man. His father was a truck driver. He had a bad temper and loved drinking. His mother left this home when he was very young.

　　 It's not dead, it's gone. His grandparents have been telling him bad things about his mother, saying that his mother ran away with others, coveting people to have money.

　　 In fact, he knew in his heart that his father, who lived with him, was really not very good.

　　 Later, when he was still under adulthood, his father also left. This time, he died.

Let’s be honest, this person grew up and didn’t suffer anything from this, nor did he feel that others had a mother and didn’t have a mother. It’s just like living a normal life, going to school and leaving school. Although the conditions at home are not very good, Let's worry about food and clothing.

　　 He likes to draw comics since he was a child. After he was in college, he started to set up a comics club by himself, and then slowly developed into business..."

　　 Having said that, Zheng Fan looked down at the little boy again, and found that the little boy was also looking at Zheng Fan very calmly.

　　 "Bored?" Zheng Fan asked.

　　 The little boy rolled his eyes at Zheng Fan.

　　 immediately,

　　 He turned over and turned his back to Zheng Fan.

　　 Zheng Fan stretched out his hand, placed it on the boy’s head, and said:

　　 "Next time you want to play, let me know in advance and I will play with you in my dream. If you want to play warm, you can play warm, and if you want to play blood, you can play bloody, okay?"

"Roar!"

　　 roared,

　　 came from all directions.

　　 Zheng Fan is still lying on the bed calmly,

　　 The little boy stood up suddenly,

　　 slowly turned around, his face began to change various expressions rapidly.

　　 is shy, innocent, smiling, gloomy, vicious, cruel, like a slide that is rapidly switching, constantly transforming.

　　 "This is calling me... come and stop?"

　　 Like a lottery show at the annual meeting?

　　 The little boy nodded, his expression continued to change.

　　 "But many awards at annual conferences are insider."

　　 The little boy did not respond, and continued to change his expression.

　　 "Well, one, two, three, stop!"

　　 his expression freezes,

　　 paused on a "cruel" face.

　　 Zheng Fan sighed and said:

　　 "Let me just say, operate in the dark."

　　 The boy's teeth began to collide, and his tongue began to lick his lips, as if he was about to eat.

　　 Zheng Fan smiled "hehe",

　　道:

　　 "Want to eat my meat?"

　　 The little boy nodded.

　　 "Then you eat it, anyway, this is in a dream."

　　 Zheng Fan saw it very openly, it was just a nightmare.

　　 The little boy turned around, walked a few steps towards the end of the bed, stopped, turned sideways, and faced Zheng Fan.

　　 Zheng Fan’s eyes widened immediately.

　　 wanted to struggle, but found that his body was suddenly restrained, like being pressed by a ghost.

　　 "Don't, don't, can't bite that place, there will be a problem!"

　　 The little boy suddenly squatted down,

　　 "Ah ah ah!!!"

　　 Zheng Fan yelled.

　　 But after the bidding is over,

　　 Zheng Fan raised his neck and looked down hard, and found that the little boy was just squatting there. He turned his face and looked at Zheng Fan, with a mischievous smile on his face. The previous cruel expression had disappeared.

　　 "Hehehehe............"

　　 The boy’s crisp laughter came.

　　 "Heh...heh...hahaha..."

　　 Zheng Fan also laughed.

Oh shit,

　　 There are tears in the laugh.

　　…………

　　 In the hall, the demon kings have not left, and they still have some specific matters that have not been discussed.

　　 Xue San suddenly turned away from the topic and said to the blind man:

　　 "Blind man, do you scan to see if they are doing it?"

　　 "Oh? You told me to detect that?"

　　 "Anyway, the master doesn't know, Si Niang may not be able to sense it."

　　 The blind man said sternly:

　　" But the magic pill can sense my mental power, and then, I am dead~lightnovelpub.net~ When everyone is arguing about licking the dog,

　　 You go to detect the matter of the Lord’s boudoir,

　　 Then you really don’t want to pursue progress at all.

　　 In case the Lord falls into a knot, and everyone else is recovering from it, it is very likely that you stay still in place.

　　 That is simply torture.

　　 Liang Cheng said calmly:

　　 "What is the hurry, believe Si Niang, tomorrow, there will be results."

　　 Xue San nodded, and said: "I remember that the first one who was promoted last time was Magic Maru."

　　 Liang Cheng heard this and said:

　　 "Believe in Si Niang, this time Si Niang is clearly prepared and won't fall behind the magic pill."

　　 "Om!"

　　 The voice just fell,

　　 A tyrannical aura belonging to the magic pill suddenly burst out!

　　 In an instant, it quickly dissipated invisible.

　　 Xue San immediately jumped up and slammed Liang Cheng’s knee.

　　 shouted:

　　 "Hurry up and say I will never grow taller!"

　　

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