Chapter 97: It’s Too Late to Mend the Fence After the Sheep Have Been Lost (2)

The rain didn't look like it would stop for a while, so Shen Minghuan picked up his backpack and walked out of the tin house.

He was very disgusted with this residence.

The old man who picked up the original owner passed away when he was four years old, leaving nothing behind except a name and two tubes of the most common nutrient solution.

"Shen Minghuan" was sent to an orphanage on the garbage planet, where he had his first and only optical computer, which he still wears on his wrist.

With the rapid development of technology today, optical computers have to be updated almost every two or three years. As a necessity, the price of an optical computer is not too expensive. Even if the one in hand is not broken, people will prefer to buy a new one. After all, each generation represents a huge improvement in function.

But the people on the garbage planet obviously can't be so arrogant, not to mention that the original owner is extremely poor.

The orphanage is also poor, and the place is small, so it can't afford to raise too many children.

"Shen Minghuan" moved out of the orphanage when he was fourteen years old. The little boy had a self-esteem that adults could not understand. He thought he was the oldest child in the orphanage, and it was unreasonable for him to stay there and eat and drink for free.

The alliance law stipulates that people are considered adults at the age of ten, but for some people, they have never been qualified to grow up slowly.

The old man who picked up the scavenger had no fixed place to live. After picking up the original owner, he spent two days piling up a space with iron sheets to accommodate him, which had long been turned into ruins under the erosion of time.

After Shen Minghuan moved out, he rebuilt a "iron house" in the original location according to the remaining shadows in his vague memory.

He was too young at the time, and he could only do so much with all his strength.

Now the original owner is sixteen years old. The iron house has protected him for two years, but it can't resist time after all.

Shen Minghuan carried his backpack and walked away.

The fine and dense rain curtain covered his footsteps, as if burying the blue-black, short and dilapidated "house" together.

"Ming Huan! Shen Ming Huan!"

A shout came from the heavy rain. The voice of the person was hazy in the rain and became clearer as the distance got closer.

"Why don't you even hold an umbrella in such heavy rain?" The person was still wearing thin pajamas and didn't hold an umbrella. It seemed that he rushed into the rain after seeing him, and he didn't even bother to take rain gear.

Shen Ming Huan turned around and looked at him, and said slowly: "Oh, it's you, Shang Chi."

"Hey, don't say hello." Shang Chi grabbed his wrist, "Follow me first!"

He pulled Shen Ming Huan and ran in the rain.

It seemed that the dark clouds, rain, and haze were also left behind.

Coincidentally, someone in a nearby building opened the window at this time.

Yan Ji rubbed his eyes, "Wow, are there two people running over there?"

He turned around and sighed to the person behind him: "Look, Si Nian, this is what youth is."

It seemed that he was not seventeen years old this year but seventy years old.

Mosinian looked out reflexively in the direction of his finger, and saw two small figures, one black and one white, in the rain.

The white figure seemed to be aware of something and cast a glance at him from a distance, and Mosinian suddenly felt a palpitation like an electric shock.

Who is that?

In fact, they were not too far away from each other. The heavy rain made everything in front of him vague, and Mosinian could not see the other person's appearance clearly.

But Mosinian felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen a similar scene at some point in the past.

This shouldn't be the case. Before this, he had never set foot on this ninth-magnitude star.

So is it because of that person?

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Shang Chi took Shen Minghuan back to his home.

There are basically no wealthy families on the garbage planet. It seems that this place has been forgotten by the rapidly developing human society, and there are not even many traces of technology left.

Blue bricks, rubble, "retro" furnishings, not even a robot nanny, let alone a smart central control system for the whole house.

Shang Chi sneezed twice when he entered the room. He quickly handed over a towel, "Ming Huan, it's clean, wipe it first, don't catch a cold."

He scratched his head, "It's not good to wear wet clothes, I'll give you one of my clothes, you can make do with it first?"

Shen Minghuan took the towel and shook the backpack in his hand, "I have one myself."

The backpack is waterproof, and the clothes inside are still dry and clean, living more comfortably than its owner.

"Eh?" Shang Chi was a little surprised that he had all the travel equipment, even bringing a change of clothes. Was he planning to go on a long trip?

"Then change quickly, the bathroom is there." Shang Chi suppressed his inner doubts and felt that Shen Minghuan's health was more important, urging him to take a hot bath.

Shen Minghuan didn't move. He glanced at Shang Chi's still dripping clothes, "What about you?"

"I'm fine, I can wait, you don't have to worry about me." Shang Chi said happily with his chest puffed out, and sneezed again as soon as he finished speaking.

He met Shen Minghuan's calm gaze and smiled awkwardly, "I'll go to the bathroom next door to borrow it."

[Host.] The system sighed: [You have changed a lot.]

How could Shen Minghuan in the past care about other people's affairs other than life and death? His eyes are on the top of his head, and he can't see the joys and sorrows and discomforts of small people.

Shen Minghuan didn't admit it, he said stubbornly: [How could it be? I have always been like this.]

Shang Chi got caught in the rain for him, and he had sneezed three times when he entered the door. Anyone should show some expression.

But Shen Minghuan in the past probably wouldn't care. From this point of view, he was really annoying before.

The system unconditionally stands on Shen Minghuan's side. It said distressedly: [Host, the protagonist is also on this planet now. As long as you meet him, he will find that you look similar to Mo Hongxue and Mo Hexuan, and then he will be suspicious. Once he confirms your identity, you don't have to suffer here. ]

The prosperity and wealth of the Mo family is a very attractive temptation, but in the original plot, the protagonist Mo Sinian did not hesitate at all.

He resolutely took the original owner back to the upper star, and took the initiative to announce the original owner's true identity to the outside world. In the end, he even left the Mo family resolutely despite his elder brother Mo Hexuan's retention.

When the protagonist was very young, Mo Hongxue told him his true identity and his father's past.

Mo Sinian has always known that he is actually Tang Chaoyan's son. He doesn't believe that his father will rebel, but he has to admit that in the current situation, once his identity is exposed, there will be no place for him in the world.

Even so, even if it will add a lot of risks, he is still determined to return the identity of the first young master of the Mo family to the original owner.

Even though in the plot, Mo Sinian did not reveal his identity until he rehabilitated Tang Chaoyan, there is no doubt that when he made this decision, he really put his life on the line.

He occupied another person's happy life when he knew nothing, and no matter how much compensation he made, it was not too much.

[Xiao Jiu. ] Shen Minghuan was amazed. Even if he was such a picky person, he had to admit that the protagonist had a very good character. [Look at your son's vision. ]

[Hey, the protagonist, if he is not great and glorious, he can't pass the review. The law allows it, but readers will not allow it. ]

The system was praised and was very happy. [But I think the best time I had a good vision was when I chose you as my host. ]

Shen Minghuan smiled slightly and said gently: [It's disgusting, don't say it next time. ]

During the impoverished days on the garbage planet, the original owner lived very seriously.

There was a sum of money in his optical brain. If Shang Chi hadn't called him, Shen Minghuan could have rented a very good house.

The original owner didn't live in a tin house because he had no money. He was a tutor and occasionally did some odd jobs nearby, so he saved some money.

Nowadays, compulsory education is conducted on optical computers. The original owner worked very hard. In ten years, he not only completed the basic courses, but also occasionally had cheap and free public courses on the optical computer, which the original owner did not miss.

His academic performance was very good, but unfortunately he was not an adult and could not find a part-time job through formal channels. Even when he was a tutor, he charged a very low price and used an optical computer to turn on the voice changer.

The original owner always knew what he wanted. He wanted to leave the garbage planet and go to a more prosperous planet to see a wider world.

The starship ticket was very expensive. The original owner didn't dare to spend the money he earned, so he saved it all.

He thought that when he was ten years old and an adult, the money he saved would be enough for him to go to the nearby seventh-magnitude star called Suixing. If he worked hard on Suixing for a few more years, he might be able to go to a higher-level planet.

One day, he will go to the only first-class star to see the unique scenery of the Emperor Star.

The original owner did not expect that his goal would be achieved so quickly.

He is sixteen years old this year, and there are still four years before he becomes an adult. He has already reached the first-class star and transformed himself into the son of the commander of the alliance, the lofty young master of the Mo family.

He has his own private starship. The universe is vast and he can go everywhere. A ticket to a seventh-class star was once out of reach for him, but now he can even buy the entire Spike Star.

How magical, how dreamy.

His efforts in the past sixteen years are no match for this mere face.

What is his struggle in the mud? What is he fighting for all the time? What is the joy and expectation in his heart when he looks at the numbers on the light brain in his dreams at midnight?

His memories, his dreams, his life, all seem like a joke.

Everyone is shaking their heads and sighing. They say that the only regret of the perfect Mo Sinian is this slightly absurd life experience.

No one cares that there is a Shen Minghuan in the story.

Even Shen Minghuan himself doesn't care about himself anymore.

Shen Minghuan sighed and asked: [Has Shen Minghuan forgiven them? ]

The system shook its head, [Never. ]

Mo Hongxue loves him, Shao Kunyao loves him, Mo Hexuan loves him, and Mo Sinian feels guilty about him. They racked their brains to compensate him and did everything they could to make up for the harm he had suffered.

The original owner lived a life of drunkenness and debauchery, but when his life came to an end, he was still only willing to acknowledge the poor boy in the iron house on the garbage planet.

That was him, that was "Shen Minghuan".

[Then I don't want to forgive them either. ] Shen Minghuan said softly.