Hell App - Chapter 128

Bai Yan blinked in the mirror. After a few minutes, his pupils returned to normal, and the blood in his eyes dissipated, revealing light gray eyes.

At this time, it was already broad daylight. However, because the curtains were drawn, the room was still very dark.

Bai Yan lay back on the bed again, staring at the ceiling quietly, not wanting to do anything.

He recalled the dream that had just ended. That dream was both extremely false and extremely real.

In reality, he grew up next to his biological mother. He was surrounded by many good people who showed kindness to him and made him sick. He also met Wang Ze, a friend who made him particularly sick, but he was not treated harshly.

However, compared to the ordinary life that made him feel more uncomfortable, the dream world was more to his taste.

There, he no longer felt out of place, and the entire society was filled with an unusually cold atmosphere. Except for his insane adoptive parents, everyone is selfish – there is no family affection between parents and children, and no friendship between friends. Some people are happy to make friends in order to better sell their friends.

In that environment, he was just an ordinary person, as comfortable as a fish in water.

Bai Yan deeply felt that he should belong to that world.

However, the dream woke up.

He should also accept reality.

After thinking about something, he suddenly felt very boring.

Bai Yan closed his eyes lazily, like a salted fish that had lost its fighting spirit, feeling that his future life had no purpose.

He originally wanted to resurrect Wang Ze, but if Wang Ze was like that after his resurrection, it would be better to lie in the urn and continue to be a bunch of unconscious ashes.

He finally figured it out. The so-called wish made by the App might be swallowing a person and giving him a ghost.

He has seen enough ghosts, and there is no point in having one more.

Bai Yan lay on his back on the bed until noon, doing nothing. After waiting for the hottest moment of the sun at noon, he ate something and rummaged around the room.

After browsing for about half an hour, he found three books and a bunch of random small objects that he had borrowed from Wang Ze but had not returned.

If Wang Ze didn’t say anything, he wouldn’t take the initiative to pay it back. Over time, he owed so much.

For Bai Yan, this is normal. Why should he return something he borrowed based on his ability?

But…it’s time for these things to be returned to their original owners.

Looking at the time, it should have been time for Wang Ze’s parents to come home from get off work.

Bai Yan changed into thick clothes, covered himself tightly, took a black umbrella, and took a taxi to Wang Ze’s parents’ home.

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After buying some fruit at the fruit stall, Bai Yan rang the doorbell and waited outside the door for a moment. The door creaked open and a woman with gray hair stood at the door.

The old man is Wang Ze’s mother. Three months ago, her hair was not as white as this. She pushed up her reading glasses and said gently: “Bai Yan, are you here to see Ze Ze? Come in.”

Zhou Mei recognized who Bai Yan was. When Wang Ze was in elementary school, he often brought this boy to his home to watch TV all afternoon.

After junior high school, Bai Yan gradually stopped going to her house to play, but according to what Wang Ze said after returning home, they still hung out and played together most of the time.

The two were inseparable until college. On the day of the funeral, Bai Yan was also present. As a mother, Zhou Mei naturally knew that the two had a good relationship.

After saying hello to Zhou Mei, Bai Yan stepped into Wang Ze’s home, which he hadn’t been to for a long time.

He entered the room with ease and opened the door to Wang Ze’s room.

Wang Ze’s room is spotless, and the layout of the room is as organized as the person he is.

Bai Yan put the bag full of sundries on the table, turned to Zhou Mei and said, “Suddenly I remembered that there are some things that I haven’t returned to Wang Ze. Auntie, I came here to return the things.”

Zhou Mei looked at the bag. There were three books in the transparent plastic bag, one was “The Old Man and the Sea”, one was “How Steel Was Tempered”, and the cover of another book was covered by the first two books, making it difficult to see the title. But she had some vague impressions.

These three books are my son’s favorite books and I have to re-read them every once in a while because my son likes the feeling of flipping through paper books. These three books were borrowed at once, and it took so long to return them. This young man’s memory is really bad.

Zhou Mei looked at three books, and the titles evoked her long-standing memories.

Looking at her son’s best friend during his lifetime, Zhou Mei couldn’t help but think of the past, when her son was still very young.

At that time, my son loved these books about heroes and couldn’t put it down.

Thinking of her son, Zhou Mei couldn’t help but said, “Do you also like reading these books? When Zeze was a child, he admired the characters in the books and wanted to be like them.”

“It’s okay, it’s quite interesting.” It’s just that Wang Ze likes the positive characters in the book. He likes the villain ABCD in the book who opposes the protagonist.

Zhou Mei is a middle school teacher. Wang Ze has loved reading since he was a child, and she has taught him by words and deeds.

After chatting with Bai Yan for a while, Zhou Mei was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: “Recently, I always wonder with my husband whether there is something wrong with our education, which is why Ze Ze is like this.

Sometimes… we really regret it. If we had taught Zeze to be more selfish and weaker, wouldn’t he have rushed out that day, and wouldn’t he have died at such a young age? “

Bai Yan remained silent, a little scared of Zhou’s mother.

When Wang Ze was a child, he dragged him to watch homemade programs, and Zhou’s mother was also an accomplice. At her son’s request, Zhou’s mother would often call his mother and ask him to stay at Wang Ze’s house and watch legal programs all night, which left an extremely serious psychological shadow on his young mind.

In this regard, Bai Yan had nothing to say to Zhou’s mother, or if he had something to say, he didn’t dare to say it. But he secretly thinks that there is something wrong with your education, and Wang Ze deserves to die.

Sometimes when Wang Ze does good things, he will be scolded by the people who help him. He still smiles and doesn’t take it to heart at all. This kind of person is obviously mentally ill.

Bai Yan felt that in this regard, Wang Ze was just a lunatic, much more seriously ill than him.

Compared to Wang Ze, who has a screw-up in his head, he is obviously a normal person!

Of course, Bai Yan thought this in his heart, but still didn’t show it on his face. When he saw Wang’s father sitting on the sofa, he was worried that the two old guys would beat him.

The two elders teach and educate people, and they do not neglect physical exercise. I heard that Zhou’s mother met when they were practicing Sanda. Now they are old, but they are just over fifty. Lian Po is still strong and strong. He doesn’t want to challenge the mixed doubles for the time being.

Seeing Zhou’s mother’s eyes turn red, Bai Yan felt that he had returned all his things and accomplished the purpose of his trip, and there was nothing left to stay.

So, Bai Yan said goodbye to Zhou’s mother and was sent out of the door by Zhou’s mother.

After closing the door, Zhou’s mother could no longer suppress her longing for her son and cried softly.

Except on the day of the funeral, she never cried loudly when outsiders were around, nor did she deliberately mention her son’s death. She didn’t want to repeat the same thing over and over again as Mrs. Xianglin, that would only annoy people.

Her son was a person who brought happiness to people during his lifetime. Although his departure made her and her husband extremely sad, they did not want their nagging to cause their son to be talked about after his death, and they would not be able to live in peace.

Uncontrollable crying sounded in the house, and for the two old people, it was another sleepless night.