[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

Chen Shuyao opened her eyes suddenly, and the familiar ceiling fell into sight, and she stroked her cheek tremblingly.

Fortunately, there is temperature.

The sound of the alarm broke the silence in the house. She recovered from the chaos and got up to turn off the alarm.Sitting on the head of the bed, my heart could not be calm for a long time.

She seemed to have a long, long dream. In the dream, the sky collapsed, London fell into a fire, many people died, and she herself drowned in the cold pool...

There was a knock on the door, and she subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly, looking vigilantly at the slowly opened door.

"Good morning, my dear..." Sherlock pushed open the door, saw Chen Shuyao's vigilant face, and joked with a smile, "Could it be that I happened to have a |cannon on my face, which scared you? "

As soon as he finished speaking, he was thrown into his arms by someone.

"I thought I'd never see you again." Chen Shuyao hung on Sherlock's body like a monkey, her cheeks rubbed against his neck, and hot tears poured into his shirt collar.

Sherlock silently hugged her tightly, rubbed his big hands on her back, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh of relief: "It's not good now."

Suddenly remembered something, Chen Shuyao suddenly opened his eyes, put his arms around his neck and stared at his eyes from a distance: "No, am I dead? Then you are dead too?"

"Well, theoretically you are dead, but I am not. But we are indeed still alive now." Sherlock raised the corners of his mouth, deliberately showing off.

"What the hell logic?" Chen Shuyao frowned and stared at Sherlock's eyes, trying to find some clues, but she was bound to be defeated.

An hour ago……

When Sherlock rescued Chen Shuyao from the water, she had died.At that time, there was less than an hour before the game system collapsed.

"What happened later? How did I survive?" Chen Shuyao looked at Sherlock with curious baby eyes.

"It was thanks to a friend of mine." Sherlock walked to the bed, leaned over and put Chen Shuyao down, "He can control the time, you know, in my eyes, these things don't exist, so I don't really understand, he How can we escape with a twist of the wrist."

"Wait..." Chen Shuyao brainstormed, and suddenly her eyes widened, "The friend you mentioned just happens to have the same hair as you, right?"

Sherlock seemed to ponder for a moment: "I don't agree with your point of view, his hairstyle is obviously not as recognizable as mine. Also, I don't like his cloak very much, that thing seems to like | molesting | teasing | others .”

Chen Shuyao secretly rolled her eyes.

I despise myself, is that okay?

"So what time is it?"

"The day before Yu Zhe contacted Xia Zuo was also the day Yu Zhe was judged." Sherlock said indifferently.

"What trial|judgment?" Chen Shuyao sat up.

An hour later, Yu Zhe was found guilty of endangering the safety of the game system by the Game Final Court and sentenced him to life.

Chen Shuyao and Sherlock ran into Yu Hang who was chatting with the judge outside the court, and the latter came over after seeing them and ended the conversation with a few sentences.

As he approached, Yu Hang looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then he moved between the two of them and said softly: "At this point in time, Selena, Xia Zuo, and K are not dead yet, but you must catch Shuyao as soon as possible." Stay at the breakthrough point of the entire main line and prevent the explosion of the homeless headquarters, otherwise the story will repeat itself according to the original appearance..."

"Ahem, actually, compared to these, I want to ask a question first." Chen Shuyao put his hand on Yu Hang's shoulder, "Yu Hang, are you sure you are okay?"

After all, it was his twin brother, and the two had depended on each other for decades, but now it was he who brought Yu Zhe to court with his own hands.

"Of course, otherwise?" Yu Hang took a deep breath and let it out slowly, and raised one corner of his mouth towards Chen Shuyao, "Believe me, it's really easier than ever. Finally, you don't have to be buried with him for his recklessness, right?"

As soon as the words were finished, Sherlock took the collar aside and smiled a little: "Okay, we have understood your point."

Chen Shuyao scratched her hair and smiled at Sherlock: "Actually, you don't need to be like this, aren't you friends?"

"Did I say that?" Sherlock suddenly raised his index finger as if thinking of something, and looked at Yu Hang with a smile: "Oh, it seems that there was such a possibility, but our dear Mr. Yu Hang is already missing the rescue You also missed that possibility when you had the best time."

Yu Hang shrugged helplessly: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

"But when it comes to the breakthrough point." Chen Shuyao muttered softly, carefully recalling all the dreams that came to her, her eyes suddenly paused, "I think I should go see someone."

The taxi stopped outside a manor. Through the glass window, Chen Shuyao could see a white-haired old woman leaning over a basket among thousands of flowers, looking for something.She opened the car door silently and approached softly.

When she walked behind the old woman, she saw that there was a thick layer of pink roses in the basket, which was amazingly beautiful.

For some unknown reason, Chen Shuyao felt sour in her heart, her lips parted slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Are you okay? My dear grandma."

The old woman's hunched body froze when she heard the words, and she slowly turned around. The moment the two eyes met, their cloudy eyes gradually became moist.

"Is it my Sonny?" The old woman approached and reached out to caress Chen Shuyao's cheek, the smile lines on the corners of her mouth deepened, "Oh my God, let grandma take a good look at you."

After a while, her wrinkled lips trembled slightly: "It's good that you are getting fatter."

As soon as the words were finished, the old woman's eyes turned to her side: "Who is this? Why does it look familiar?"

Sherlock smiled and stretched out his hand: "Sherlock Holmes."

Chen Shuyao asked: "You really don't remember him?"

The old woman held Sherlock's hand, looked carefully for a while, and then shook her head blankly: "It's strange to say, I still had a little impression just now, but now it's gone."

"Are you sure she is your breakthrough point?" Sherlock whispered in Chen Shuyao's ear, with a smile on his face.

Chen Shuyao sighed: "I thought it was, of course it might not be."

"Sorry, what are you talking about?" The old woman's eyes lingered on the faces of the two, but she smiled to herself before waiting for an answer, "Oh, by the way, nice to meet you, Mr. Holmes, Alex Green, you may also call me Mrs Green."

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Green." Sherlock smiled.

Mrs. Green pointed to the cabin: "There are many flying insects outside, come in and talk with me?"

As soon as she entered the house, Mrs. Green hurried into the kitchen: "Sit down wherever you want, and I'll make some tea."

The furnishing in the wooden house is extremely simple, and the only thing that can be called decoration is a few photo frames on the fireplace.The first photo is Mrs. Green holding a baby, the second is a group photo of Mrs. Green and a man, and the rest is a daily photo of a little girl. Judging from the appearance, it should be Sonny when she was young.

It is not surprising that there are photos of the granddaughter in the old man's house, but why is there no photo of the daughter?

"Grandma, when was the last time my mother came?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of metal falling to the ground was heard from the kitchen.Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Green poked her head out of the kitchen, her face full of disbelief.

"Oh dear, why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

Chen Shuyao was startled when she heard the words, a few words came out from the depths of her mind, echoing continuously.

"You ruined my life!"

"If you don't raise her, I'll raise her!"

She only wanted to ask thoroughly in one step, but ignored the reminder deep in her memory-this woman she had no impression of, must have irreconcilable conflicts with this family, and she probably didn't like Sonny.

"I..." Chen Shuyao couldn't think of how to answer for a while, she was afraid that if she said one more word, Mrs. Green would find out that something was wrong with her.

"Mrs. Green, I'm sorry to tell you that Sonny accidentally injured his head while exercising not long ago, and his memory is lost. It was only yesterday that I remembered you. So we rushed here today." Sherlock After a pause, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, "As her attending doctor, I think nothing can make her complete like letting a person retrieve all her memories, what do you think?"

"Oh, my poor Sonny." Mrs. Green took Chen Shuyao's hand and rubbed it repeatedly, her eyes flushed again, "I'm really not sure if I want to remind you of the past, I mean, maybe It will make you less happy."

Chen Shuyao and Sherlock looked at each other: "Actually, during this time, although I can't remember the past, what kind of pain has been there all the time. It will guide me to keep thinking about it, but I can't do anything about it. I think there may be nothing more painful than this Yes, grandmother."

Mrs. Green's eyes showed lingering sadness. She let go of Chen Shuyao's hand, and walked slowly to the small room next to the fireplace. After a long while, she took out an old cowhide photo album, waved to Chen Shuyao, and sat on the sofa. Sit down and put on the reading glasses that hang around your neck.

Chen Shuyao walked over and sat down beside her, feeling a sense of oppression that she hadn't experienced for a long time, and as Mrs. Green opened the photo album, it became clearer.

The breeze blew, and Mrs. Green's broken hair on her forehead was pressed against her cheeks. She looked a little lonely. The sun slanted and fell on the yellowed photo album pages. She turned a few pages and took out a photo that looked dead. Handed some old photos to Chen Shuyao.

"After your mother remarried, your grandfather burned all the photos of your mother in the house. I secretly hid this one. The people in the photo are your parents, Ian White and Michelle Green."

The reflected light from the sunlight falling on the photo was a bit dazzling, Chen Shuyao turned slightly to see the appearance of the two people in the photo.

At that moment, many images intertwined and swelled from my mind.The sound of car horns coming from nowhere in her ears disturbed her.

"My father, he..."

"You died in a car accident when you were six years old."

Chen Shuyao's eyes fell on that photo for a long time, and before she knew it, hot eyes rolled out from between her eyelashes.

"Oh, by the way, you just asked me a question. Michelle..." Mrs. Green sighed heavily, raised her head, and her eyes fell in midair, "I haven't seen her for about ten years."

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