"Dad, aren't your Dongpo pork ready yet? I'm hungry."

Sitting at the dining table, Su Luo held the chopsticks in one hand and turned his head and eyes to look at the direction of the kitchen.

"Here, come, that's fine."

After responding, a few minutes later, the old man with a little gray hair walked out with a ceramic basin.

"It's been so many years since your child is still greedy for this meat."

Putting the porcelain basin on the table, the old man sat down in the seat opposite Su Luo, pointing at Su Luo, with an unhidden smile on his face.

"Hehe, that's not what you always cook."

I couldn't wait to pick up a piece of Dongpo pork that was crispy on the outside and fragrant on the inside. Su Luo chewed it while Wuyang said.

"For such a long time, I don't know how much Dongpo pork I ate. After a while, I still think that the Dongpo pork you made here is the most delicious.

Even Su Dongpo made it as good as you stewed it.”

As he said that, Su Luo stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth.

"No, can I still taste better than the founder made?"

The old man glared at Su Luo in anger, and there was no smile hidden in his eyes.

My son likes the dishes he cooks and praises the best food he cooks.

Even though he knew that there was moisture in this sentence, the old man was still very happy.

When you are old, your lover leaves early, and your child is raised by yourself.

Now that the child likes the dishes he cooks so much, the old man is naturally filled with joy.

At the dinner table, the father and son were talking and laughing, and the meal was very warm.

After dinner, he cleaned up the tableware with the old man. After the old man went to bed, Su Luo left the house alone.

When he walked out of the house, Su Luo had no destination, but was just spinning aimlessly.

After walking through all the familiar places, Su Luo felt a feeling in his heart.

After this time, he may not come back for a long time or a long time.

After walking around, I walked to the place where the school was.

It’s still the familiar doorway, the familiar station sign.

Still the familiar person.

"What a coincidence."

Looking at the girl sitting there quietly, Su Luo smiled and nodded.

"unfortunately."

The girl stood up and looked at Su Luo, "I'm waiting for you."

"Um?"

Su Luo was stunned, "Wait for me?"

"yes."

The girl nodded, "Waiting for you."

Su Luo walked to the girl and sat down, "Is there anything wrong?"

The girl nodded and looked up at the night sky, "Yes."

After a moment of silence, the girl spoke slowly, "The world is about to open again."

Su Luo looked at her and listened quietly.

"The world is about to begin, and many truths will be revealed one by one, but behind these truths, there is too much cruelty hidden."

Su Luo nodded and said nothing.

The girl smiled suddenly, with a little reluctance on her face and a little relief.

"It's a pity that I can't see it."

Su Luo put away the smile on his face and looked at the girl seriously.

After a long time, I raised my hand and gently stroked the cup next to the girl.

only

As soon as he was halfway through the movement, Su Luo's hand was grabbed by a cold, soft hand.

Su Luo frowned slightly and looked up at her.

The girl shook her head, "No need, I've seen it a long time ago."

Hands stopped in mid-air.

Looking at the almost dry cup, Su Luo turned his head and looked at the girl, opening her mouth several times, but she didn't know what to say.

Seeing Su Luo's behavior, the girl couldn't help but smile.

After thinking about it, I reached out and picked up my cup, and gently brushed my hand through the wall. The already dried water in the cup seemed to gather out of thin air, and the water surface rose little by little until it was completely overflowing.

"I've given it to you."

The girl reached her hand in front of Su Luo and said with a smile.

Su Luo looked down at the girl's hand, looked up at the girl's face with a faint smile, and for a moment, hesitated a little.

The girl smiled and grabbed Su Luo's hand, placed the cup in his hand, and held it tightly.

"Can you promise me something?"

"you say."

"Can you take me back?"

Su Luo looked at the girl and opened her mouth, "Okay!"

"Thanks."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a slight smile, and the girl slowly let go of her hand.

Su Luo raised his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but his hand walked through the girl's body, but he touched nothingness.

In front of me was the girl's face still smiling, but this smile gradually disappeared in the night wind.

He lowered his head, and the cup in his hand changed little by little while the girl turned into a phantom and disappeared.

It was like a distortion of space. When all changes were over, Su Luo had no cup in his hand, and replaced it with a crystal with a strange shape.

The crystal is in the shape of a polyhedral, but the magical thing is that even with Su Luo's eyesight, it is impossible to tell how many sides of this polyhedral have.

It's like a ball, only one side.

It looks like two sides, and three sides.

After counting carefully, I found that it is correct for many aspects you think of as correct, and it seems that it is all wrong.

Looking at it in a daze, it seemed that it was clearly a polyhedral, but it seemed that there was no face.

There seems to be a crystal sealed in the polyhedron. If you look closely, the crystal looks like liquid again.

Like a tear, it is like a long river, vast ocean where it cannot see its source and does not know where it returns.

Feeling the power in it, Su Luo knew that it was time.

Looking up at the night sky, Su Luo was stunned and his thoughts spread with the flickering stars in the night sky.

In a trance, he seemed to see a little boy running desperately on the ground.

There were tears on the corners of his eyes, and he looked very sad, and he ran alone on the streets shrouded in the darkness.

He is like loneliness and helplessness, as if he is sad and desperate.

"Ouch!"

As he ran, he seemed to trip down and the little boy fell to the ground.

“Wow~”

The boy, who seemed to have fallen and had tears in the corners of his eyes, ran hard but did not make any whimper, started crying with a 'wow' after the fall.

I cried heart-wrenchingly, and it seemed as if the despair of the whole world was gathered in the crying sound.

"Did it hurt?"

Crying, crying, a nice voice sounded in my ears.

The crying stopped abruptly, and he raised his head, and the boy looked at the sound's master with big eyes with curiosity.

"Sister, you are so beautiful, as beautiful as my mother."

As if driven by this innocence, the owner of the voice curled up the corners of his mouth slightly and showed a slight smile.

Looking at the smile, the boy's mood fell down again, "But I have never seen my mother."
To be continued...