Chapter 708 I'm Back [This Chapter Is Written in the First Person]

"My parents are alive..." I sat on the sofa, my body trembled slightly, and tears poured out like a dam burst.

After a long time, my emotions finally calmed down. I took out my phone and checked the time. It was past ten o'clock.

He got up and walked to the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, his eyes were slightly red, but other than that, he couldn't see anything unusual.

After washing his face with cold water, his originally confused mind finally regained clarity.

Peeping into the heart is to dig out and restore the greatest fear in the depths of people's heart.

Different from illusion, the peeping heart is indestructible, it is equivalent to a movie, it is stipulated that it is 100 minutes, so there will be no less plot for a second. The person who activates the peeping rune can only become a character in the movie, and cannot leave the scene until the movie is completely over.

I know that the peeping rune activated this time is not a simple illusion. To be precise, it is a process of testing people's hearts. I can't get out of it, so I can only choose to integrate. It's just that I still don't know what the test of the heart-peeping rune is for me, and how can I pass this test. I can only go with the flow and let the plot develop.

"Little Black?" I called softly, but didn't get the response I deserved.

"Xiao Hei!" I shouted again, this time I even tried to communicate with consciousness, but the message I sent seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and there was still no response.

The ever-reliable Goldfinger still had no sound. I was a little panicked. I tried to use my consciousness to look inward, but I found that my consciousness couldn't look inward either.

Tried to summon Bloody and White, but none of them got any response.

"No way!" I groaned, feeling that something was wrong.

I tried to run the life energy again, but found that the life energy in my body could not be sensed. Nian Neng also did not respond in the slightest, nor could he summon Nian Neng flying knives. The sword intent that has broken into the fifth realm is completely unable to be released...

"Witchcraft..." With the last bit of luck, I tried to summon the Book of Witchcraft, but I got the same result. All the power in my body fell into a dead silence, and I completely became An ordinary person with no power.

This feeling of losing power made me a little panic, even when I encountered the arm of the False God, and the giant sea king, I didn't feel this way. Because at that time, I knew some things were within my control, but now, everything is out of my control.

"If in this situation, the peeping rune makes out that giant sea king or the False God arm, I will definitely die." This is the biggest worry in my heart, I have no idea what the peeping rune will do next. how to write the script.

"Forget it, I've already reached this situation, and I can only go down the plot." I sighed helplessly, looking at myself in the mirror, I was a little dazed. This face is already a bit unfamiliar. After all, for more than two years, I have been using a different body.

Maybe it's because of this body change, I didn't bring everything with me.

After staring at myself for a long while, I shook my head to shake the strange feeling out of my head, tidied up my clothes, and then turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

After leaving the house, I took a taxi and went straight to my parents' residence.

I can't wait to see the two elders whom I haven't seen in years. The parents in my memory are still young, and now, I am a young man of twenty-five years old, and I don’t know what they will look like now.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the gate of the old community, which I haven't been back to for many years.

Near nostalgia is more timid...

When I arrived at the gate of the community, my strange emotions rose again, tears were swirling in my eyes, and my inner anxiety became stronger.

I don't know what to say after the meeting, but I can't show too many flaws. After taking two deep breaths and forcibly stabilizing my emotions, I finally gathered up the courage and stepped into the community.

A few minutes later, I appeared at the door of the old house. The door was a new security door, but the couplet was the one I remembered.

"Baojianfeng comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold."

The horizontal batch is "winter to spring"

This couplet was written by myself in the year my grandmother died, and it is also a passage I wrote to myself. But I can still recognize my own handwriting. The picture in front of me is not the one I wrote, but I bought it.

The memory of the past became clearer in my mind.

I stood at the door and prepared some words, then I reached out and rang the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened and a figure slowly appeared in front of me.

My mind went blank for a while, and I forgot all the words I had just thought of, and all I could see was the middle-aged man in front of me.

Father's appearance hasn't changed much, but he has gained some weight and his hair is a little gray. I recognized him at a glance, and I couldn't move my feet any more. I even moved my lips a few times, but I couldn't make a sound. I just felt a heat flow in my eyes.

"Hold on, hold on!" I desperately told myself to hold back my emotions.

"I'm back." My father looked at me with a smile, but quickly noticed my abnormality, "What's wrong?"

"Dad!" My consciousness was finally pulled back by this familiar voice, and I forcibly suppressed my tears, but my body involuntarily stepped forward and hugged my father, unable to hold back any words from my mouth. She blurted out, "Dad, I miss you."

"What's wrong, stupid kid?" Father was obviously stunned, even though I was half a head taller than him now, he still reached out and rubbed my head.

After I calmed down a little, I immediately let go of my father, "It's alright, where's my mother?"

"I'm choosing dishes in the kitchen." My father looked at me in confusion.

I avoided his gaze and walked straight to the kitchen, where my mother was sitting on a small bench in an apron, bending over to choose vegetables, breaking the leaves one by one and throwing them into the plastic sink.

Sensing the figure at the kitchen door, she raised her head and looked at me.

"Come back?" My mother raised her head and smiled at me.

My mother has lost some weight and has wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Although it is not the same as the young face in my memory, it gradually overlaps with the appearance in my memory.

"Mom." I calmed down a little, walked to my mother, squatted down, and helped her choose vegetables.

"Okay, you accompany your grandma to talk, I'll do it here." The mother said quickly.

"Grandma?" When I heard this name, my hands froze, "Where is grandma?"

"I'm watching TV in her bedroom. I've been watching "Celebration of the Day" recently. I'm watching TV every day." The mother laughed.

"I'll go see her." I got up immediately, I really didn't expect that in this world, my grandma is still alive.

At the door of my grandma's bedroom, I saw the old man with white hair, sitting on a wooden chair, staring straight at the TV, unaware of my presence.

Although I only saw half of the side face, my mood fluctuated again. It was this old man who single-handedly propped up the family after his father's death, and raised her from the age of thirteen to eighteen. Unfortunately, she died before she started working, and she did not enjoy a single day of happiness.

"Grandma, I'm back." At the same time as I shouted this sentence, my tears finally couldn't stop flowing.