MTL - There is a Problem with This Online Game Planning-Chapter 620 Remember

  Chapter 620 Remember

   A close relative dies.

What exactly does    represent?

  Lin Yao actually couldn’t give an answer.

  She had never experienced anything similar in her previous life, and it is even more impossible to experience it here.

   And think deeper.

  A close relative in the blood, leaving only painful memories for himself.

   died without waiting for himself to do anything.

this moment.

  What mood should I use to face this fact?

  Lin Yao thought about it for a while.

   Discover if it is yourself.

   It is estimated that she will also attend the funeral with a blank face like Mu Wanqing.

  Because I really don’t know what expression to do.

   This relative left him with nothing but pain.

   Even if you die, you will die from alcoholism...

   After all these years, nothing has changed, nothing has changed.

  Everything is the same as when Man Wanqing was a child.

   So, at this moment.

  Whispering about the ugly death of Mu Wanqing, are you happy?

  Lin Yao looked at Mu Wanqing who was pursing her red lips tightly, and looked at her profile.

   Probably not.

  Because her last relative died.

   Although that was a total rotten person.

  Just a rotten person who taught her that poverty, marriage, and men are sin.

   But at the same time it was her... last root.

  Lin Yao looked away, looked forward, and thought of her own roots.

  She returned to Pengcheng and is the boss of Linmu Studio, the actual helm of Youmedia Technology, and a genius praised by many users.

   But what if she leaves Linmu Studio, Youmedia Technology, and her job?

  If there is no Lin Xi, no unreliable father, no grandma...

  Lin Yao also feels that she is missing a piece.

   Somehow.

  In fact, everyone is the same.

  The difference is.

  Lin Yao's roots, left her with some good memories.

  As for Mu Wanqing's roots, all she can recall is suffering.

   But when a person dies, everything disappears.

  The sufferings Mu Wanqing experienced when she was a child are all witnesses.

   All disappeared without a trace following her father's death.

  She can no longer return to her hometown, and she can no longer declare to others how well the little girl is now.

  Like rootless duckweed.

  Even if, the roots of her blood were already rotten.

   But that's her roots too.

  “…Maybe they won’t come back in the future.”

   Mu Wanqing hugged the long black silk legs, slowly raised her head from her knees, and whispered.

"Ok."

  Lin Yao sat next to her, nodded slightly, and responded.

   "Actually, if you think about it carefully, I have really experienced a lot of things along the way."

Mu Wanqing seemed relieved, and smiled softly: "I'm sorry, I made you laugh, but I shouldn't have asked you to come back with me... This way, maybe you can still keep a goodness in your heart, and make you feel that I Just a weird female.

   Not a poor man who broods over the past and has a sad past. "

   "Oh, there is also a dark history of letting cattle go."

   Talking and talking.

  Mu Wanqing chuckled again.

   "But at that time, I really wanted to have someone to accompany me, and then I subconsciously thought of you. I'm really sorry. I hope you can forget about it when you go to work..."

   While Mu Wanqing was talking, her words stopped suddenly.

  Because Lin Yao stood up suddenly, then knelt down in front of her, held her face in her hands, and forced her to look up at herself.

   "I'll remember."

Lin Yao knelt in front of Mu Wanqing, holding her face in both hands, as if declaring, said very seriously: "I will remember everything about Mu Wanqing, when I was in elementary school, I let the cows go, and after the cows were sold, I was raped by the family. When I was in junior high school, I was forced to marry, and I didn’t agree with being alone to earn a living. I worked part-time and studied part-time. I used to work three jobs a day for tuition fees during the summer vacation. My mother died and had to pay for the funeral, and I was blamed for coming back one day late...”

Lin Yao took a deep breath, then looked at Mu Wanqing's pretty face, and continued: "I also once morbidly wanted to make a lot of money, enough money for peace of mind, because I was kicked out of the project team and wanted to die with others paranoidly. After becoming the general manager of Linmu Studio, I want to return home, including just now when you said you regretted asking me to accompany you back, this funeral, this funeral is a completely different Mu Wanqing."

   "I will remember all of this."

   "I even use it to tease you in normal times, and use these things to threaten you and me to go home during the Chinese New Year."

   "..."

  Mu Wanqing clutched the sweater on both sides of Lin Yao with both hands, pursed her red lips tightly, and after a moment of silence, said hoarsely: "This is too much."

   "I will remember too much."

  Lin Yao let go of her face and turned into a kneeling posture. At the same time, she leaned forward, put her forehead on her smooth forehead, hugged her gently, and whispered:

   "Even if everyone forgets Mu Wanqing, everything that this person has experienced... I will remember it, and I will never forget it in my life."

   "So get ready, Ms. Mu, the dark history of your life will be remembered by one person."

   "..."

   "...It's really bad."

  Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao's slender waist, sniffed suddenly, and cried a little.

   "Yes." Lin Yao moved her forehead away, hugged her tightly, and gently rubbed her cheeks against the hair on her temples.

   "I clearly told you to forget."

  When Mu Wanqing heard Lin Yao's answer, her crying became more obvious. She put her chin on Lin Yao's shoulder, her voice trembling: "Why do you memorize these things?"

   "Don't worry about it."

  Lin Yao said confidently: "Anyway, don't try to run away, I will remember everything about you, unless I die, otherwise I will always remember."

   "..."

  Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao even more tightly, with a force that seemed to integrate her into his body.

   Next.

  A drop of warm tears fell on Lin Yao's fair neck.

   Then, more and more tears fell...

  Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao in her arms, desperately trying to suppress her emotions.

   But in the end, I couldn't hold back.

  She still couldn't help making a sound.

   A whimper.

   And when the first whimper came out.

   It was like a valve was opened.

  Mu Wanqing could no longer suppress her emotions.

   burst into tears.

  She wasn't crying because of her rotten father.

   It's because of one person, when she felt that she was going to become a rootless duckweed, and there was no place for her in the whole world.

tell myself.

  She will remember everything about herself.

  …Remember everything about yourself.

  Lin Yao also hugged Mu Wanqing tightly, whispering softly, comforting her.

not far away.

  Xu Huan looked into the distance, listened to the cries not far away, fell silent for a moment, picked off an unknown leaf, and put it into the stream.

  The leaves flowed slowly along the meandering stream, passed behind Mu Wanqing and Lin Yao, and then continued to float into the distance.

  Accompanied by Mu Wanqing's heart-piercing cries, and Lin Yao's soft murmur.

   Floating to an unknown distance.

  …

  The funeral is over.

  Mu Wanqing and Lin Yao, in the end, still didn't eat the banquet for the guests.

   Two hours later.

  The two returned to Uncle Mu Wanqing's house.

   bid farewell.

  Mu Wanqing left the expenses for the funeral, thanked her uncle, and then pulled Lin Yao and turned to leave.

  Mu Wanqing's uncle opened his mouth, wanting to speak.

   But in the end.

  After seeing the reddish corners of Mu Wanqing's eyes, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

  He lowered his shoulders weakly, then looked back at the photo of his brother's death, turned his back to Mu Wanqing, and waved his hands lightly.

  Mu Wanqing didn't see it, and didn't even look back.

  Five o'clock in the afternoon that day.

  Lin Yao and Mu Wanqing got into the car and set off on their way home.

   And just as it came.

  As soon as Mu Wanqing got into the car, she leaned on Lin Yao's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep without looking at the scenery for a while.

   Almost the same as when it came.

   Except that the corners of the eyes become red.

   And with Xu Huan driving away, leaving the small mountain village, leaving the small town, leaving this unknown small city...

  Lin Yao looked at the scenery outside the window.

   For a moment.

   Even doubted whether everything just happened.

   It all feels like a dream.

but.

  As soon as this idea came to her mind, she saw Mu Wanqing on her shoulder.

  Although Xu Huan drove very steadily.

   But she still didn't sleep soundly, her brows were tightly frowned, as if she was having some kind of nightmare.

   In the corner of her eyes, there was still evidence of bitter crying.

   "..."

  Lin Yao pressed her slender and fair fingers on Mu Wanqing's brows, and rubbed them lightly.

  Mu Wanqing's brows gradually relaxed.

  Lin Yao smiled lightly, then took out her mobile phone, and reported her sister's safety again.

   After getting a reply.

  She also closed her eyes, cuddled with Mu Wanqing, and fell into a deep sleep.

  The last thought is—all this is not a dream, I have indeed witnessed a past that Mu Wanqing can't let go of...

   Nearly three hours.

  The car stopped.

   "Lin Yao, we're here."

  A gentle voice woke Lin Yao up.

  She opened her eyes, and found herself lying on Mu Wanqing's lap.

  Lin Yao looked at Mu Wanqing and asked, "Why did I sleep on your lap?"

  Mu Wanqing shook her head, lowered her head and said softly: "I don't know either."

"never mind."

  Lin Yao struggled to get up, stretched her waist, and then asked: "How are you, are you slowing down? What are you going to do next?"

"Have a meal."

  Mu Wanqing pushed the car door and pulled her out: "Aren't you hungry? You haven't eaten all day."

   "Yes."

  Lin Yao got out of the back seat and took a deep breath of fresh air: "If you don't tell me, I'd forget, where to eat?"

   "How am I doing?"

  Mu Wanqing pulled Lin Yao, glanced at the apartment she lived in, and asked with a tilted head.

"OK."

  Lin Yao's eyes lit up.

  Mu Wanqing smiled, and pulled Lin Yao upstairs.

soon.

  Lin Yao came to Mu Wanqing's apartment.

   This is also the first time she has come to Mu Wanqing's apartment.

   Tell the truth.

  The apartment is not too big.

  Three bedrooms and one living room.

  More than ninety square meters.

   Of course, living alone is more than enough.

   Overall, the apartment is quite cozy.

  Compared to the local tyrant-like decoration in her hometown, Lin Yao actually prefers this kind of apartment which is not too big but full of warm atmosphere.

  So as soon as you enter the door.

  She started looking around.

  Mu Wanqing smiled lightly, told her where the toilet was, and went to the kitchen.

  Lin Yao turned around.

  The only feeling is clean and warm.

   And when she was going to visit Mu Wanqing's room, Mu Wanqing came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles.

  She looked at Lin Yao and said apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot that I don't have many ingredients at home, only meatballs and some vegetables, so I just made noodles."

   "As long as you can fill your stomach."

  Lin Yao didn't mind, and followed the scent to the dining table, then pulled out the chair very familiarly, and sat down directly.

   "I have wronged you, I will do it again when I have a chance."

  Mu Wanqing handed her the chopsticks, and then sat across from her.

  Lin Yao shook her head and started eating noodles.

   Mu Wanqing watched Lin Yao, and after finding that she was eating happily, she lowered her head and began to deal with the noodles in front of her.

   period.

   Neither of them continued to speak.

   Let alone talk about what happened hours ago.

  Everything before, as if it never happened.

   And after eating the noodles that are considered dinner.

  At Lin Yao's suggestion.

  The two nestled on the sofa, watching bad movies...

   "Aren't you interested? Those movies with a score of only two points, what are they talking about?"

  Lin Yao raised her index finger and said excitedly, "I'm very interested."

  Mu Wanqing was a little dumbfounded, she couldn't hold back Lin Yao, so she could only watch it with her.

   And Lin Yao looked around excitedly, and finally locked on a horror movie with a rating of only 2.5 called "Midnight Widow vs. Straight Steel Man"...

  See title.

  Lin Yao became very interested...

  Click to play directly.

Then.

  The two of them watched the whole process in a daze, suspicious of life.

  After an hour and a half of suffering passed.

  Lin Yao turned her head, looked at Mu Wanqing who was lying on the sofa, and asked, "What do you think?"

   "..."

Mu Wanqing took a deep breath, and then gave a cold evaluation: "Trash! The logic is not smooth! Any person with normal thinking ability will not stay in a village that is problematic at first glance! Camping, car Is it not good inside? You have to pitch a tent in the dark? The appearance of a ghost is even more outrageous, and there is also a dark wind. I want to know, since the ghost is in disguise, what is the matter with the dark wind? Was it blown by an electric fan?"

   "What's even more outrageous is the behavior logic of the characters in the play. I can't see where the straight man of steel is at all..."

   "..."

  Lin Yao leaned on the sofa, and at first she responded with a hmm, but finally stopped talking and put her hand on her chin, watching Mu Wanqing's output.

  Mu Wanqing recounted the whole movie.

  From the actions of the characters to the internal logic of the story, I made complaints about it.

with full force.

until.

  She noticed Lin Yao's gaze.

   "It's really a bad movie."

  Lin Yao noticed that Mu Wanqing looked over, and immediately nodded in agreement: "I won't watch it in the future."

"…Ok."

  Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, then looked at Lin Yao's fair face, wondering what she was thinking.

  Lin Yao didn't seem to notice her gaze, picked up the phone, looked at the time, and then said with a smile: "It's almost eight o'clock in the evening, and I won't go back. Can you take me in for a night?"

  Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "...of course."

   "By the way, lend me some clothes."

  Lin Yao put down her phone: "I was too anxious when I came here, I didn't bring anything."

   "Okay, I'll go find it right away."

  Mu Wanqing immediately stood up from the sofa, then walked a few steps forward, thought of something, and turned around: "What style of clothes do you want?"

   "Just pajamas."

  Lin Yao thought for a while and replied.

  Mu Wanqing responded, and then went to her room to find pajamas.

  After watching Mu Wanqing leave, Lin Yao stretched out her index finger and gently scratched her face.

   It’s really hard to confirm.

  Miss Mu, is there anything else...

  She fell sideways, onto the couch, and sighed.

  …

   It's past eight o'clock in the evening.

  Wow—

  Mu Wanqing got up from the bathtub.

   The fog filled the room.

   Her snow-white carcass like a lamb can be vaguely seen.

  She came to the changing area barefoot, wiped off the water stains on her body, and changed into pajamas.

   Next.

  She carefully folded the clothes she and Lin Yao had changed into, put them in the clothes basket, then straightened up, wiped off the fog, and finally looked at herself in front of the glasses.

   After confirming that there are no extra expressions.

  She stretched out her hands and patted her face, opened the bathroom door and walked out.

   And one opened the door.

  She saw Lin Yao sitting on her bed, not knowing what she was doing.

  Lin Yao had already taken a bath before.

  But even after taking a bath for more than half an hour, her skin is still slightly flushed, as if blown to pieces, very attractive.

   And she is wearing a set of printed pajamas now, although it is very simple, it does not detract from her charm.

  The sense of simplicity.

   On the contrary, it added a girl-next-door feeling to her.

   "Lin Yao?"

  Mu Wanqing called out to the girl who lowered her head and didn't know what she was doing.

   "Come out? Come here, Miss Mu."

  When Lin Yao heard the voice, she immediately raised her head and waved at her.

  Mu Wanqing was a little strange, but she still walked forward and sat sideways in front of Lin Yao.

   "Close your eyes, I see that the marks on the corners of your eyes are still not gone, you need to apply a mask at this time, right?"

  Lin Yao raised her hand, holding two eye masks: "I just found it in your cabinet...is this right?"

   "..."

  Mu Wanqing looked at Lin Yao, who was like offering a treasure, and burst out laughing: "This is it."

   "Then close your eyes and I'll post it for you."

  Lin Yao took the eye mask and moved forward.

  Mu Wanqing supported the mattress with both hands, and closed her eyes.

   Next second.

  A cold touch came from near the eye bags.

  Mu Wanqing's delicate body trembled.

   "Uncomfortable?" Lin Yao's voice came.

"Won't."

  Mu Wanqing shook her head slightly, then hesitated for a moment, and said, "Lin Yao."

"Ok?"

   "Actually, I'm fine, you don't have to worry too much."

   "Do I care? I just put on an eye mask for you."

"Have."

  Mu Wanqing said softly: "It's watching bad movies to delay time, letting me complain, and staying overnight on purpose, it's really obvious."

   "It was seen..."

  Lin Yao smiled a little embarrassedly, and continued: "Okay."

  Mu Wanqing opened her eyes.

not far away.

  Lin Yao knelt down on the bed, looked at her, and said helplessly: "After all, I made you cry, and I should be responsible for both emotion and reason. Just take it as my fault, um... only tonight."

   "You actually admitted it." Mu Wanqing whispered.

   "After all, you have seen it all."

  Lin Yao shrugged her shoulders, then looked at Mu Wanqing, who seemed to be innocent, hesitated for a moment, and opened her hands: "I'd better go straight...Do you want to hug? Do you want to cry again?"

   "..."

  Mu Wanqing looked at Lin Yao who opened her hands, but did not move.

   "After passing this village, there will be no such shop." Lin Yao blinked and continued.

   "..."

  Mu Wanqing was silent for a moment, pulled out a tissue beside her, and took off the eye mask on her eye bags.

   "Hey hey."

  Lin Yao saw this scene and opened her eyes wide: "I just posted it..."

  But before she finished speaking, Mu Wanqing leaned forward, opened her arms and hugged her kneeling on the bed.

  Lin Yao fell backward without struggling.

   "For the last time, I will change back tomorrow."

  Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao tightly, sniffed again, and whispered.

   What a shame.

   Still can't hold back...

  Lin Yao lay on an unfamiliar bed, hugged Mu Wanqing, gently stroked her thin back, whispered:

   "It's okay, you can go back as usual, Miss Mu."

   "Because whether it's the previous Miss Mu or the current Miss Mu, I like them very much."

   Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao tightly again: "No, it's too ugly."

"Fine…"

  Lin Yao responded dumbfoundedly, then turned her head and looked out the window.

  Outside the window, the moon and stars are sparse, and the cold wind howls.

   But in the room, the two people exchanging body temperature really didn't feel cold at all.

  (end of this chapter)