Fast travel: The host is too crazy to shoot, the system can't stop it

Chapter 149 Fantasy (33) settled

The afternoon sun is diffuse, quiet and comfortable.

Yan Nanxu saw the familiar intersection again, people were coming and going on the road, some were in a hurry, some were not in a hurry.

Yan Nanxu stood in the crowd, no one paid attention to him, he slightly raised his hand to touch the passerby beside him, but the moment his finger touched it, it turned into a light and shadow.

Is this... a phantom?Are you a phantom?

While Yan Nanxu was thinking, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young man running past quickly.

The young man was out of breath, his face was a little dirty, he didn't know where he fell, he hurriedly identified the direction, his expression was flustered and joyful.

"Mo Tao?" Yan Nanxu subconsciously called out after seeing the boy's appearance.

But Mo Tao, like the others, couldn't see him at all, and ran away immediately after identifying the direction.

Yan Nanxu froze for a moment, and then tried to follow, but Mo Tao ran very fast and disappeared into the sea of ​​people in the blink of an eye.

The turbulent flow of people and the heavy traffic in front of him, everything is showing the prosperity and safety of this world.

Yan Nanxu knew that Mo Tao would be fine here, and he didn't need to worry too much, he had already returned home...

And I am just an illusion in this world.

Mo Tao, who ran all the way to the front of the house, was ringing the doorbell non-stop, knocking on the door while ringing the doorbell.

"Mom, mom!" Mo Tao shouted loudly, his voice was trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't hide his uneasiness.

But soon the door opened, Ye Jing came out in a hurry, saw Mo Tao at first glance, and said doubtfully, "Xiao Tao, you are back, why are you—"

Before Ye Jing could finish speaking, Mo Tao suddenly jumped up and hugged her!
Ye Jing was completely stunned by this hug. You must know that this child doesn't like to be clingy since he grew up, not to mention that he took the initiative to hug people. Ye Jing usually hides when she wants to hug him.

Now that it happened suddenly, Ye Jing was a little at a loss.

Feeling that Mo Tao was hugging her tightly and her body was still trembling, Ye Jing couldn't help but become serious, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? What happened? Xiao Tao, please talk to your mother, don't be afraid."

Ye Jing gently patted his back to comfort him, Mo Tao gradually calmed down his breathing, let go of his arms, and looked seriously at his mother in front of him.

Ye Jing is no longer young, youth is fleeting, beauty is easy to grow old, but those eyes have never changed, when looking at her, she is always serious and gentle.

Why, why had I never noticed it before?Or maybe I just ignored it on purpose, I can't believe my mother, and I can't believe myself...

In fact, Mo Tao has always been the child who dared not raise his head. His appearance is very rebellious, but he is just covering up his inner sensitivity.

Seeing that there were stains on his face, Ye Jing hurriedly inspected it briefly, and found that there was no wound on Mo Tao's body. She was slightly relieved, and immediately asked: "What's wrong? What happened? Xiao Tao?"

Mo Tao held his mother's hand, his heart fluctuated, his tears couldn't be restrained, and his eyes were involuntarily blurred.

"Xiao Tao?" Seeing that he was crying, Ye Jing became even more anxious, she hurriedly reached out her hand to wipe away his tears, hugged him and comforted him, "It's all right, mom is still here, don't cry, it's all right..."

"Mom..." Mo Tao took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'm sorry."

Ye Jing paused for a moment when she heard this sentence, and said in a daze, "Why do you have to apologize?"

"I, I'm a terrible kid."

Ye Jing frowned slightly and corrected, "You are my child."

As a mother, no matter what the child is, it is her own child.

"If you are a terrible child, then I must be a terrible mother because I raised you."

For a moment, he couldn't think of a reason to refute this statement. Mo Tao looked at his mother and suddenly burst into tears.

Seeing that people stopped crying, Ye Jing continued to ask: "So what happened? What happened?"

Mo Tao pursed his lips and said slowly: "I... fell down, got lost, and almost couldn't come back, so I was a little scared."

"get lost?"

"Yes," Mo Tao confirmed: "That place is very remote, there is no one around to ask for directions, the mobile phone has no signal, and the road is not easy to walk."

"It sounds dangerous. Why did you go there? Next time, just take a walk around the neighborhood and don't run too far." Ye Jing taught seriously, and asked casually, "How did you find the way in the end this time?" By accident? "

This question stunned Mo Tao for a moment, and then he replied: "Teacher Yan, I met Teacher Yan, and he sent me back."

"Teacher Yan? I haven't seen him for a long time," Ye Jing looked around and said regretfully, "Why didn't you invite Teacher to your house?"

Mo Tao was a little dazed, and couldn't help but look back. The sun shines through the windows in the corridor and shines on the ground, so quiet and beautiful.

"I-I forgot..."

Ye Jing did not suspect him, and reminded: "Then you have to remember next time."

"Well, remember, I must remember!"

Seeing him nodding seriously, Ye Jing smiled, she didn't know what happened to Mo Tao today, he became so cute, but it was a good thing after all.

Ye Jing straightened Mo Tao's collar, and said softly, "Okay, don't worry about getting lost when you get home, go wash your face, and I'll prepare dinner."

Mo Tao was dragged slowly into the house by Ye Jing, a familiar aura came over his face, this time it was different from the illusion in the void, the sound of wind and whistle came from the window sill, and the quiet sound of water droplets came from the kitchen...

Ye Jing looked back and smiled, and asked him what he would like to eat tonight?
At this moment, Mo Tao felt like crying again—he went home, and someone at home was waiting for him, and he had already waited...

Fortunately, after hundreds of thousands of turns, I lived up to my sincerity and true feelings.

The other side of the world.

The bedroom was very quiet. The doctor frowned and was sorting out the medicines.

He had just finished checking the patient's condition, and felt heavy in his heart. He accidentally knocked over the medicine. The sound of the porcelain bottle breaking was a bit harsh, so he hurriedly knelt down to put it away.

However, the sound unexpectedly woke up the person on the bed. Yan Nanxu moved his fingers slightly, and slowly opened his eyes to wake up.

"Ah, son, you are awake." The doctor got up and found that the patient was awake, put down the medicine and approached immediately.

There was only a blurred figure in Yan Nanxu's eyes. He still couldn't see clearly and wanted to speak, but his throat was unbearably dry and he couldn't stop coughing.

The doctor then poured a glass of water for Yan Nanxu, and helped him to sit up.

After drinking the water, her throat felt much better. Yan Nanxu looked at the blurred figure in front of her eyes and said softly, "Thank you, who are you?"

"I'm the Yan family's physician, responsible for taking care of the young master."

Yan Nanxu paused for a moment, and said straight to the point: "Then can I ask, how is my health?"

Hearing this question, the doctor was silent for a while, but still told the truth: "My lord...the eyes are more irritated, and it may be better if you take more care of them, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to the way they were before, and..."

The doctor hesitated for a moment, and then said: "My son's heart seems to have been damaged, and he inhaled some poisonous smell of magma over there... I'm only a little ignorant, these are really irreversible."

After hearing this, Yan Nanxu was very calm, and even asked directly: "So, how long can I survive, doctor?"

"It's... hard to say..."

"Tell me, I always have a plan."

The doctor sighed and said slowly, "About a year."

One year is really short, and I didn't expect this result after going around.

Yan Nanxu didn't know what to feel in her heart, she seemed a little sad and helpless, but she didn't show it, and continued to ask: "Did other people know the result?"

"Not yet, I just finished checking."

Yan Nanxu's thoughts moved slightly, and suddenly said: "Then I need to ask you a favor."

"what's up?"

"Don't tell other people about the result, just say it's nothing serious, and it will get better soon."

This request stunned the doctor, and he frowned and said, "This, this..."

"Don't worry, I'll leave soon, and no one will know."

"It's not about this question, why should you be like this, son?"

"I know that my husband's medical skills must be excellent. Since my husband said that there is nothing I can do, why bother others."

Yan Nanxu's tone was very indifferent, not because he was downbeat about life and death, but because he was overly rational.

The doctor wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth. Finally, he sighed and agreed to the matter.

Yan Nanxu thanked again.

The doctor said some things to pay attention to, and then temporarily left the bedroom to prepare medicine.

Only Yan Nanxu was left in the room, silently.

"Host," the system's voice suddenly sounded, happily saying: "Don't worry, we don't have to worry, the soul has been repaired completely, it's all right, you can go back, we can go back!"

Yan Nanxu froze for a moment, and asked, "Why so fast?"

"This," the system said in a low tone, cautiously: "He, he finally gave himself a trace of gods and repaired his soul..."

It is obvious who this "he" is.

In the end, it was true that Wen Tian wanted to kill Yan Nanxu, and it was true that he saved him, so what is false?
Yan Nanxu didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

"On the island, what did you last look back and see?"

The topic suddenly turned to this, the system got stuck, and there was no reply for a long time.

Yan Nanxu was not in a hurry and waited quietly.

In the end, the system whispered: "No, host, I didn't see anything."

(End of this chapter)