Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Subconsciously told Cen Sui that she was in a dream.

She looked down and saw her bare feet. Different from the size 38 feet owned by adult women, what appeared in front of her eyes was a pair of white and shiny feet.

- A pair of feet belonging to a three-year-old girl.

She looked around in a daze, and what appeared in front of her was not the exquisite and elegant single apartment belonging to the twenty-eight-year-old doll designer Cen Sui, but the three-year-old Cen Sui...with her parents, so A two-bedroom apartment in the city where I live.

The feeling of her toes on the floor was so real, she pinched herself hard and let out a pained cry.

There were continuous quarrels outside the door, and Cen Sui knew that they were from his parents.

No one remembers this quarrel better than Cen Sui... This quarrel led to the divorce of his parents, the mother who took him away, and the change of his life and destiny.

That mountain village life left a deep imprint on her life. After that, no matter where she went or where she went, the rustic and inferiority feeling caused by poverty and occlusion always lingered. ...

But... she was clearly twenty-eight years old, how could she go back to when she was three years old?

The real pain... the real touch... Cen Sui lowered her head, listening to the quarrel outside the door getting louder and louder, could it be...

Is she reborn?

Cen Sui, who was immersed in thinking, did not notice that a scarlet number was right behind her ear...

"7"!

"Imagination is still very rich." Outside the room, the young man with a black umbrella looked at the scene in the glass window and smiled.

It wasn't raining in the sky, but he was holding the black long-handled umbrella. The young man was wearing a dark suit, which complemented his tall figure, and two paper flowers, one red and one white, were pinned to his chest.

It should be quite funny to have two paper flowers pinned to a person's chest, but the young man's demeanor is quite calm, as if this is some kind of ritual. But even without the two paper flowers, his posture with a black umbrella and a rag doll sitting on his shoulders is weird enough.

People came and went on the street, but it seemed that no one could see him. If anyone could see him in such a gesture, he would either think he was a lunatic or a magician.

"Generally speaking, wearing a black suit is either a wedding banquet or a funeral." The young man said to himself, "Do you think this time is a wedding banquet or a funeral?"

The doll sitting on his shoulder did not speak. She stared at the haggard and gentle middle-aged woman in the dream, and pursed her lips.

"I really want to run over and hug her, right? But unfortunately, she's just a phantom. When you become an evil spirit in red, you can also have the opportunity to create phantoms, but phantoms are always phantoms." The young man said , "Let's keep our eyes on the master of this ceremony."

Under the gaze of the two, the little girl in the room jumped off the bed. She dragged her slippers and ran to the middle-aged man and woman who were arguing, and then...

She grabbed the middle-aged man's arm and looked up at him with tears in her eyes as she spoke.

"Looks like another funeral."

The young man shrugged indifferently. He looked down at the watch on his wrist: "The seventh time, it's still the same ending."

The doll didn't speak.

"Let's go, this scene is over." The young man said while holding the umbrella, "The next scene is three years later... I used my dream-fabrication ability to rehearse the TV series 'Reborn I am Cen Sui'. It's pretty good. Interesting, isn't it?"

His shoulders are getting heavier and heavier, the doll won't cry, but the young man feels more and more sadness and coolness. He turned his face slightly and said with a smile, "What? Finally started to despair over his strategy?"

"You want to get Cen Sui's remorse for her mother. For this reason, according to your request, I weave six dreams of Cen Sui based on 'the reborn I am Cen Sui'." The young man said, " In every dream, due to Cen Sui's different choices, there will be a different life. And you, try your best to make Cen's mother in different states appear in the dream, so as to obtain Cen Sui's 'repentance' emotion."

"In the first dream, you took a very common path. Mother Cen didn't drown in the river near Cen Sui's house in elementary school, but survived and continued to work hard until Cen Sui was in high school, and her hard work finally paid off. Illness, death of terminal illness - you think that the death of mother due to hard work and serious illness will make Cen Sui feel remorse. As the so-called 'spring silkworms die until silk ends, wax torches turn to ashes and tears begin to dry'. However, she Sitting in the room, chatting with the male classmates I adore on the mobile phone, I only feel that the mother's cough is noisy."

"In the second dream, you changed your strategy. You think that Cen Sui never repented because she was not a mother, so you let Mother Cen live until Cen Sui married and started a family. However, after marriage, Cen Sui only complained that her poor mother was She dragged her back, making it impossible for her to marry into a wealthy family, and as a matter of course, let her mother take on the responsibility of raising her granddaughter. You then let Mother Cen die from overwork and serious illness, and before she died, she refused the opportunity for surgery because she was reluctant to waste money— -You think that this dedicated life can be exchanged for her repentance. However, the fact is that she is only relieved for the follow-up medical expenses that her mother will not have to pay after her death. "

"In the third dream, Cen Sui married into a wealthy family, but refused to let her mother appear at the wedding ceremony—a poor and ugly woman with calloused hands, how could she be her mother to accept toasts from guests? You made Cen Sui suffer from her husband cheating and her mother-in-law. When she was abandoned by her husband's family, only her poor mother accepted her... However, Cen Sui still did not repent. She resented the world and her husband who abandoned her. Hate everyone."

"Since the fourth world, you changed the plan. You let her live with your rich father, but she was tortured by cold and neglect. Only her mother treated her sincerely. It's a pity that in the fourth and fifth worlds, you are as usual. It was a failure. In the sixth world that just ended, you let Mother Cen stay in the city for her daughter, live a prosperous life by running a laundry, and finally left all the property to Cen Sui. However, she still did not repent. ."

Ragdoll:……

"I sent six white flowers for these six endings. It is very hard to maintain the dream, but this is all for me and you, the price you need to pay for 'you need to temporarily leave her life before the end of the game', That is—to let you see her confession to her mother." Lin Huai shrugged, "But it seems that this seventh dream will not work if you continue to follow your plan."

The ragdoll trembled on Lin Huai's shoulders, and the shrill and twisted voice kept repeating: "I don't understand... why she has no regrets... no regrets...!"

"Every human being has regrets. You didn't succeed, just because you didn't get the right medicine." Lin Huai smiled, "Would you like me to help you play a game?"

The two came to the top of the building in the dreamland. In the street, Cen Sui was carrying the schoolbags for both of them, and followed behind her stepmother and stepsister like a little follower. She accidentally threw her step-sister's schoolbag to the ground, and was reprimanded by her step-mother.

"In the last dream, you let Mother Cen appear here. In order to protect her daughter, she quarreled with her stepmother, but Cen Sui said 'I don't know this woman' because she felt that her mother was too embarrassing. Hmm...you The idea is quite interesting, but the idea is wrong." The young man shook his finger with a smile, "It should be like this."

The quarrel between the mother and daughter quickly caught everyone's attention. In the face of her stepmother's yin and yang accusations, Cen Sui gritted her teeth, but there was nothing she could do.

In the previous life, she followed her biological mother. Although the food and clothing expenses were not as good as they should be, how could she have been bullied like this? Although her biological mother had no money or culture, she always held her in the palm of her hand... Cen Sui thought angrily.

However, despite this, she has no intention of returning to the arms of her biological mother. No matter how good her mother is to her, can this goodness be used as a meal? If her father had 100, her mother had only 5. However, even if her father gave her only one-fifth of his own, and her mother gave her all, it is still a clear math problem.

Just as Cen Sui wanted to apologize, the news screen across the street had already switched to a channel.

"Village a... Unearthed rare minerals?"

Cen Sui turned her head and stared at the news content on the screen in amazement. According to the news, five years ago, the minerals discovered in village A made the whole village rich overnight. Under the guidance of the village party secretary, they set up a company to manage it. And in this company, one of the elected managers is...

her mother!

Village A, which made its first pot of gold with its minerals, has invested its funds in other industries, catering, tourism... Now it can be said to be very impressive. Cen Sui looked at the news in front of her and became fascinated.

"Impossible..." Cen Sui stared blankly at the extremely unfamiliar but extremely familiar back on the TV, and said dumbly, "How could she be..."

How could that rich and elegant woman be his biological mother?

The bottom of her heart is as obscure as being bitten by dense ants.

...If I had known that she would become what she is now, that my mother would have been promoted and become so rich after she left me... How could she have...

... how could she be.

"Cen Sui!"

The stepmother's sharp voice sounded behind him, and Cen Sui shuddered, shouting "come here", and followed the two of them.

...I have to make a phone call when I go back tonight... No, I didn't write down her contact information before... I also hung up all the calls from her...

Cen Sui followed behind the two, full of regret in her heart.

"Look." The young man looked at the scene in front of him with a smile on his lips, "She regrets it."

"regret……"

"Next, let's increase the strength." He sat next to the building and looked at the remaining time on the watch (yes, Lin Huai, who is willing to pretend to be a force, will use it to turn a spiritual power countdown watch to time even if there is not much spiritual power left) , gave a high five, "The show begins..."

"why……"

"Most people only have superior pity for the weak. It is difficult for people who are regarded as the weak with unequal status to others to gain respect other than charity. What's more, empathy is a very scarce quality. "The young man smiled lightly, "Miss Cen will not feel remorse for failing to live up to the mother who loves her. She only has herself in her heart, and she only cares about herself, so..."

"She will only repent because she has failed herself. What can make her feel remorse is not a weak mother who worked hard for her, lived and died for her, but a mother who is clearly related to her by blood, but disdains her. Gu's strong. She will repent for this... repent that she lost a chance to ascend to heaven."

The river flows continuously down the building, like a simulation of the time passing quickly in a dream. The ragdoll stared silently at what was happening in the seventh dream.

She saw that in this dream, Cen Sui was unable to find a way to return to her mother's arms after all. The stepmother and her father cut off her contact with her mother. In the original six dreams, her biological mother, who was shunned by her in the original six dreams, came to this dream, but was kept in her heart every day and could not sleep at night.

Her eagerness for quick success has caused her life to suffer many setbacks, and she has gradually grown into an ordinary and vulgar woman. She struggled in the social arena by virtue of her beauty, and by flirting around and ambitiously grabbing the status she wanted.

However, when she chose to use beauty as a weapon, rather than talent and dignity as the armor of the world, she was already defeated.

In stark contrast to her struggling, her mother, who was heartbroken by the child, finally forgot her daughter. She formed a new family with the little girl she picked up, and while raising her adopted daughter, she devoted her whole heart to her career.

In the seventh dream, Cen Sui regretted countless times that she did not choose to leave with her mother. She constantly repented of her choice and was immersed in regret, so she ignored her eyes many times and made her original life worse.

Ragdoll finally gets the confession of Cen Sui she wanted to see.

——The so-called repentance for the mother.

"Why do ghosts sometimes have more emotions than humans?" the ragdoll whispered.

"Because the human mind is obsessed with interests, and ghosts are only the most profound collection of resentment, love and malice. Human minds are rational, and ghosts are only attached to sensibility."

The young man sitting on the edge of the building said casually.

"It's almost time to quit this dream." The young man said, "You saw her repentance to her mother from her and what you wanted. As a price, you have to leave your prey to me for a few days."

"Let's go, what are you waiting for?" he said briskly, patting the doll on the shoulder, "get out of the dreamland, I have something for you, while the night is still long."

The ragdoll turned to look at Lin Huai in amazement, Lin Huai raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"A dream, a dream in which you really became that mother's daughter." He said lightly, "Nightmare is too long, you should have a good dream every now and then, right?"

The rag doll's eyes were slightly moist, and Lin Huai laughed when she looked at her seemingly moved appearance.

"Don't rush to thank me, sweet dreams are good, but the most painful time is when you wake up." He touched the other's head affectionately, "In a dream, live a peaceful life with a gentle mother, only It will make the world after waking up more cruel and cold, and it will only make your hatred and resentment more and more intense... Hatred is the best nourishment for red clothes. What I want to give you is not a beautiful dream, but a dream that will make you An opportunity for deeper hatred."

He ruffled the other person's hair, the corners of his mouth opened wider and wider, with a bit of wickedness and a bit of joy in his smile: "Come on, hate them a little bit more, be a little bit stronger, let the hatred... dye your clothes red. skirt!"

With that, he laughed and fell back. The whistling sound of the wind passed by the corner of his clothes, and he fell from a high-rise building into a traffic jam, into the lights of thousands of homes, and fell outside the dream.

As his body plummeted, he threw up the red paper flower and let it fall on his fingertips.

"biu." he said.

"301 Strange Talk: Mother and Daughter, resolved."

"302 Strange Talk: Soul Painter, solved."