Self-guided daily life after rebirth

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"Where would I want to kill you, it would be better to say that I am quite happy to be used by you. I didn't expect you, a brat, to know how to take advantage of the situation... Well, it is worthy of praise. Do you want my sister to buy you two? Candy reward you?"

Her expression seemed to see her cub finally change from crawling to toddling, and as an old mother, she smiled gratifiedly.

It's just that Su Tong, who was regarded as a little bastard, was a little speechless, turned his face away and asked sullenly:

"...but...why did you help me?"

He couldn't understand.

As he thought before.

Although Su Tong is a bit handsome, and he is a good-looking talent by tidying up and dressing up, but as a little rich woman, Su Tong should have all kinds of handsome guys around him, not to mention that he has no other advantages other than a passable skin—certainly not How wise and close to a monster, after all, he suffers under Su Tong's hands every day... and it certainly can't be because of his family background, it's better to say that his family background has always made him feel inferior.

"So why?"

Su Tong asked puzzledly:

"I'm not smart, I don't have money, and I'm not considered handsome. Why do you... insist on being so interested in me and helping me?"

Su Tong is still smiling:

"Ordinary people walking on the street and seeing a poor and injured stray dog on the side of the road will think about adopting it, but the condition does not allow it--children are because their parents do not allow it, and social animals are because they support themselves. It's already very difficult, adults have no energy to take care of small animals, so everyone can only force themselves to pretend that they didn't see it, ignoring the passing..."

"But I'm different."

The girl pointed to herself and said softly:

"I have strength, I have conditions, I have energy, and I don't need other people's permission or others to influence my choices, so I see a poor puppy on the street, of course I can take it home, Because as long as I think about it, there is nothing I can't do..."

The girl paused for a moment, and then said with disgust:

"Of course, it's also because I'm a caring and enthusiastic person, so I can't help but help you when I see this little dog—of course, I am the most caring, and there is no beauty who is more caring than me." The girl is gone, absolutely gone."

Su Tong was silent.

"So, am I that dirty little dog you see occasionally on the street?"

he murmured.

Although he had already expected it, he would eventually feel a little disappointed after the truth was revealed... But it was just a trace, after all, he felt that he had recognized the girl's essence, and he was used to not having hope in anyone.

Without hope, naturally there will be no disappointment.

But Su Tong obviously didn't think so.

She has almost let herself go, and even teased the little boy with great interest:

"Why, let me tell you that you don't really think that I will help you only because I like you—it's important to have self-knowledge, you don't look handsome, smart, or rich..."

She narrowed her eyes slyly, and drew a circle in the air with her fingers:

"The weak seek strength from the outside, and the strong seek strength from the inside, but in the final analysis, all the loss, despair, annoyance, and pain of people come from incompetence. As long as you are strong enough, you will not be injured. When an ancestor confesses, will he watch you being bullied?"

"This is the second lesson I teach you, Su Tong..."

"Power determines everything!"

[To be continued]

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Chapter 35 Memories

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Su Tong didn't say anything.

He didn't necessarily agree with the girl's statement, nor was he persuaded - the little brat didn't have much merit, but he had a strong head, and he insisted on sticking to the end when he decided on something.

People don't hit the south wall, don't look back, don't look back and don't cry when they don't see the coffin, he is good, even if he hits the south wall, he will smash the south wall, and if he sees the coffin, he will pull out the people inside and whip the corpse. Generally speaking, it is outright...

Iron head baby.

Naturally, Su Tong didn't hope that she would be able to scold the boy so badly that she would change his past and start a new life. After all, this is reality and not animation, and she is not some yellow-haired prince who can rub balls and has a special skill of talking.

Su Tong is not stupid O Doudou either.

So the boy just nodded sullenly:

"Well... maybe..."

But it still has a listless expression.

Su Tong didn't care.

The road to nurturing is a long way to go, so naturally she can't be in a hurry, she has long been prepared for a protracted war, and even specially told the little maid to buy a set of Taizu's "On Protracted War", the book is on her desk, Read it every day, and you will benefit endlessly.

So the girl calmly took out a lollipop, peeled off the sugar coating and put it in her mouth, carefully folded the sugar coating and stuffed it into her pocket, then looked at Su Tong:

"An incompetent person can only cry bitterly when disaster strikes, little friend Su Tong, I think you should understand this truth, so do you still want to be an incompetent and furious waste?"

Her tone was meaningful, and she seemed to mean something, and she didn't seem to.

It's just that the speaker may have no intention, but the listener has the heart.

Because Su Tong was stunned suddenly, closed his eyes, and his body almost trembled.

From the little finger to the thumb, with a slight "click" sound, his hand gradually clenched into a fist. The nails are not long, but they have already sunk deeply into the flesh.

He remembered again.

Fragmented but exceptionally clear... that black memory.

……

At that time, Su Tong was still in junior high school.

Just graduated from elementary school, ignorant, stupid, cute and cute, father-son relationship is not good, Xiao Sutong often pesters his father, and his mother is jealous.

The father and son played games together, built blocks, camped and had picnics... The father and son were not like father and son, but like friends. The children in the neighbors all envied Xiao Sutong for having such a great father.

And that was also the most beautiful bright color in Su Tong's memory.

It's just that the more cherished things will feel more painful when they are lost.

Because what follows is a black nightmare.

In the first semester of junior high school, on March 23, Qing, Xiao Su Tongzheng, 12 years old, was sitting in the classroom in class, thinking about rushing home from school to find his father to solve the Lego that he hadn't finished last time.

But the head teacher hurried over, his face sinking like water.

For some reason, Su Tong can still clearly recall the clothes worn by the head teacher that day—it was a plain white long skirt, dotted with small flowers on the hem, as pale as the lifeless white ash on the classroom wall.

The head teacher told Xiao Sutong that something urgent happened at home.

Children may really have a kind of mysterious sixth sense, right?

Sitting in the car of the head teacher to the hospital, his palms were cold along the way.

When he came to the hospital, surrounded by a group of doctors in white robes, he walked through the corridor, and he seemed to hear a nurse sister telling him that it was okay, don't be afraid, a man must be strong.

He is still young, he does not understand.

But it soon became clear—he saw his mother at the door of the operating room.

In the past, the mother who always had a gentle smile on her face looked haggard as if she was ten years old. Seeing him coming and holding him tightly in her arms, he seemed to feel a warm touch on his neck. nest.

Mom didn't speak, probably because she was speechless.

She never smiled again.

Because dad is gone.

The funeral was held a week later.

It was still a sunny day, and he was wrapped in a big shroud, standing in front of his father's photo, watching his father... and his father was also watching him through the black and white photo.

Yin and Yang are already separated.

But strangely, he felt no sadness.

When people lose their loved ones, they are often not heartbroken. They are more numb, confused, sluggish and feel that the world is strange from now on, and self-hypnosis unwilling to accept the facts.

It seems that a piece of my body is missing, I can't tell where it is, I just feel like diving into the deep sea, my eardrums are buzzing, I have a huge sense of exhaustion and powerlessness, and there is only a pale sky in my eyes. I don't feel sad, just a sense of loss.

He actually quickly adapted to this kind of life.

It's just that one day when his mother took an extra pair of chopsticks while eating, he wanted to ask why, but he was stunned. A certain kind of great sadness suddenly came... Involuntarily, trembling and crying, his nose and tears covered his face.

Maybe then he finally understood clearly...

Dad, really has gone.

Childish, he once joked with his father that he wanted to earn money for his father when he was old and old, and wanted to make him the coolest old man.

But before Su Tong could earn money to support him, he had already left.

Never lose my love.

……

Memories are like a knife dipped in strong wine, cutting vertically and horizontally across his heart, gouging out a large piece of blood and flesh.

Su Tong was silent and sniffled:

"Perhaps, but no matter how powerful it is, what's the use of it? There will always be things in this world that no one can solve... Ha, people are dead, why, can they be saved?"

His voice was hoarse and his tone was indifferent, but in the second half of his sentence, it turned into an extremely ironic sneer.

Because he understands the pain of the loss of a loved one better than anyone else, and naturally understands that the deceased relatives will never appear in this world again.

This is an established, eternal truth.

But Su Tong sneered:

"It doesn't matter if it can be saved, but it doesn't matter if it can't be saved. Rubbishing one's life because of others is an extremely stupid behavior. No matter how nice and reasonable you find the reason, it is useless."

"But my father is someone else!"

"But you only live for your father in this life!"

"..."

Su Tong was silent again.

He looked at the girl with a tired face, and smiled with difficulty:

"You don't understand, and you don't know why, and I don't bother to explain so much to you... I just want to ask you...just beg you, Su Tong, don't interfere in my life anymore, are you Miss, if the son of a daughter is not sitting in the court, there is no need to care about us ordinary people-everyone has their own life, I am autistic, and you are happy with yours, isn't it good to be like this?"

Is non-causal, repeats itself.

Su Tong didn't want to talk about his father with others, not because his father passed away, but because of a more important reason hidden in it.

He is also tired.

And Su Tong bit the lollipop with regret on his face:

"Hey... If you think so, forget it, then do as you said..."

Then under the boy's disbelieving eyes, she turned and left.

It’s just that I finally stopped halfway, pretending to be sorry:

"...It's just a pity. I wanted to tell you about your father's car accident, but you probably don't need it now, right?"

Like a little fox, the girl blinked her eyes slyly.

[To be continued]

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