The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

Song Lin had a dream.

He dreamed of attending his mother's funeral a year ago.

This is a truly independent, responsible woman who has never lost her ability to love.

She gave "Song Lin" life, and was once everything in "Song Lin's" life.Such a person, even if he is beaten into the dust, still shines.She raised her son, taught her son, watched her son change with joy, and was about to usher in a different and hopeful future...but her life came to an abrupt end.

White cloth, incinerator, so farewell.

Song Lin didn't even cry at the funeral, his expression didn't change much.He just watched everything happen quietly, and then silently blessed the departing soul in his heart.

That's okay, let this mother think that her son is already healed until she dies.

The mother's younger sister, Song Lin's aunt, came to help with the funeral.She came in a hurry with her husband and daughter, greeted the guests, greeted them, and shed tears when she talked about it. It seemed that she was really sisterly.

"I will definitely take good care of Song Lin, and let my sister go away with peace of mind." She wiped her tears and said to relatives, "Poor my sister, my nephew just started to improve, so she just left..."

The relatives also wiped a few tears and said a few words of comfort.Most of them guessed what this woman was thinking, but they kept it in their stomachs, and they made up their minds not to care about it.

During the interval of the funeral, the aunt talked to her husband.They thought that Song Lin would not be able to hear it, and even if they did, they would not understand it, so the content of what they said was relatively straightforward, but they didn't want to be heard by Song Lin who was no longer the same as before.

"What are you going to do with that idiot?" The man smoked with impatience on his face, "Although your sister has a house, a car, and a shop, it is logical that it belongs to her idiot son. You are now on the pole." Help, things may not fall into your hands."

They were all from the countryside. Although they had heard Song Lin's mother explain autism before, Song Lin was a fool in their eyes.Even if he has improved in the past two years, it is just a fool who has improved, at most the one who is taller than the shorter one.

Didn't you see that other relatives are afraid to avoid Song Lin, a hot potato?Fortunately, his wife took the initiative to take over this matter, and even told everyone frankly that he would have no chance to go back on his word!

"What do you know? That fool doesn't have the ability to live on his own. The government will send him a guardian, okay?" The woman replied, "I'm her mother's own sister. How can I have this position? When the time comes, he will inherit it." I will take care of the inheritance. He is a fool, are you still worried that he can find out the money? I don’t think he even recognizes the money!”

The man was very moved when he heard this, took a deep puff of a cigarette, and said: "Then keep him like this forever? He is a junior, when we grow old, don't rely on our daughter..."

At that time, Zhao Tiantian was only 15 years old, and she was listening by the side at the moment, and said in surprise: "What! Do you want me to take care of him? Impossible!"

"Keep your voice down, what are you yelling about!" The woman scolded lightly, and then comforted the two of them, "You two really admit death, who said you have to take care of him for the rest of your life? He's a fool, isn't it normal for him to be a little fool sometimes? Look Three years ago, didn't you just smash the flower pot and kill half your life?"

"Why don't you just lose your life..." Zhao Tiantian murmured, "In this way, Auntie's property will directly belong to us, and there is no need to treat him as a fool?"

"Okay, don't say such things these days, relatives and friends are watching. If you want to live in the city, I will honestly hold a funeral for your aunt, and watch you die like this all day long!" The woman pulled her daughter, then looked at her husband, "And you, stop smoking, you can't scare that idiot these days."

The father and daughter were a little annoyed, but felt that what the woman said was right, so they had to hold back and follow suit, pretending to miss their loved ones and care for Song Lin.

But Song Lin's gaze just passed them lightly... and then ignored them.

The family with hot faces and cold butts is so angry, but what can they do?Song Lin is a fool, is it useful to argue with him?But it doesn't matter, just endure the funeral for a few days, and when the relatives are gone, isn't this fool just letting them rub their heads?

Song Lin looked at the back of the family seeing off the guests, and blinked slowly.

He thought: It doesn't matter, the future will last forever.

The scene in the dream changed, and it changed to the time when his aunt's family moved into his house contentedly.

Song Lin leaned against the door of the master bedroom, watching the three people move their things into the house.

Zhao Tiantian was exhausted by herself, when she turned her head and saw Song Lin leisurely watching the fun, she couldn't help complaining coquettishly: "Cousin, don't watch, can you help me?"

Song Lin didn't give her a look, just stared at the big cardboard box that the Zhao family couple brought in, guessing what was inside.

Zhao Tiantian's wish for a free labor was in vain. When she thought that there were still a lot of things to move and tidy up, she couldn't help but sullenly mocked: "I was wrong. Why do I still expect you to help? You just listen to everything. Idiot who doesn't understand."

Song Lin finally shifted his gaze to her.His eyes were dark, and Zhao Tiantian was stared blankly at him, and suddenly she was shocked: "...Why are you so fierce! If my mother didn't come to take care of you, you think I would like to come!"

"Tiantian, don't say a few words." The aunt reprimanded without pain and walked towards Song Lin with a smile, "Linlin, look, your uncle and I are two adults. It's a bit small...or should I change rooms with you?"

Zhao Tiantian's eyes widened from behind: "Mom! Didn't you say that the second bed is me..."

The Zhao family happily divided the rooms long before they came.According to their ideas, the Zhao family lived in the master bedroom, Zhao Tiantian slept in the second bedroom, and Song Lin slept in the study.Of course, the most ideal state is that Song Lin "disappears" without sleeping in the study.

Because of this plan, the Zhao family and his wife brought in the bedding and quilts used in the country.After all, Song Lin's mother passed away, and they thought it was bad luck to use her bed.

However, Song Lin, a fool, didn't know what to think, and occupied the master bedroom in advance, as if he could predict their plans.

Song Lin's aunt was also suffocating, and she couldn't get angry as soon as she came to the door.She turned her head and glared at her daughter angrily, making her shut up angrily, then turned back and asked in a different tone: "Linlin, the second bedroom has good lighting and a comfortable bed. Inside, you sleep on the bed with the bear, okay?"

The second bedroom was originally Song Lin's, and because he moved in a hurry, his paintings and books were of course still inside.But those are calligraphy and paintings for teaching autistic patients, and they are no longer needed, so Song Lin doesn't care too much.

As for the bear's sheets...

Song Lin silently took a step back into the room.

The woman was overjoyed, thinking that Song Lin was about to pack up and come out, who would have thought that Song Lin slammed the door of the master bedroom hard!

boom!

Song Lin didn't care if the door hit my aunt's face, but Zhao Tiantian's scream came from the door: "Song Lin!!!"

Song Lin opened his eyes.

It was still dark in the room, but through the blackout curtains, I could still understand that it was daytime.

The day is over, the dream wakes up, and it's over.But the memory is still there, the unpleasant mood is still there.Waking up from the dream, recalling what happened last night, Song Lin suddenly felt that Zhao Tiantian, the little cousin, really liked to scream his name.

"In a society ruled by law... homicide is against the law."

These words seem to be emotional, but also mocking.After a while, Song Lin smiled softly again and sat up slowly.

He stretched out his fingers, quickly sketched in the void, and muttered something silently in his mouth.Soon, a warm current washed over his body and mind, warming his slightly cold body, and also dispelling and washing away a lot of the depression in his heart.

Song Lin felt a lot more relaxed, even a little happy.

He possesses extraordinary powers, but at present, no one else knows about it.So if his dear aunt thought that he could be easily rounded and flattened, it would be wrong.

Inside the body, the core that provided Song Lin with strength seemed to be agitated.

"Don't worry, I will take care of everything for you." Song Lin lowered his eyes and smiled, raised his hand to press his chest, "Since I survived for you, I will take over everything for you, don't worry.

"I swear in the name of the Necromancer."

Song Lin went out as usual, and bought two steamed buns on the way as usual.One was stuffed in his pocket, the other was chewed slowly on the road, and went to the city library as usual.

Well, the cold snap is indeed here, I should add a dress before going out.

Thinking like this, he used the power in his body to keep out the cold, and then walked for 10 minutes in the cold wind to reach the library.

He shuttled between the bookshelves, selected three or four books, and sat in the warm reading room to read slowly.He likes to read history, which allows him to understand the world; he likes to read magazines with cutting-edge technology, which enables him to keep up with the world; he also likes to read some fantasy works, which enables him to understand... How do people think about things like abnormal abilities.

At noon, he ate the second steamed bun with the water provided by the library, and then changed to a few books to continue reading.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the city library closed on time.

As soon as Song Lin stepped out of the gate, the north wind blew on his face, which made him regret again: he didn't wear an extra coat today.

He was still running his power, walking slowly on the cold and windy street.

The TV in the electrical store by the roadside was still on: "...the cold current has not left the city, the temperature continues to drop, and the meteorological department has issued an orange warning for strong winds..."

Snapped!

Before the weather forecast was over, the owner of the electrical appliance store turned off the TV.The temperature dropped, there were fewer pedestrians, and the time for him to close the door moved forward a little bit.

Song Lin thought: Maybe when I pass by here tomorrow, I won't hear the weather forecast, and even the lights of this store have already been closed.

He walked through the door of the electrical appliance store, and slowly manipulated the power in his body to strengthen or weaken some kind of small magic on his body.He was so focused that he didn't notice a car approaching behind him.

A black off-road vehicle is approaching with a steady direction and an accurate target.

The moment it caught up with Song Lin, it suddenly slowed down, and then the door opened——

Song Lin was captured by a pair of strong and powerful arms!