I Played The Horror Invasion Game Into A Warm Daily Life

After understanding the nature of the world in this painting.

Ye Mo began to speed up the world in the painting.

One by one.

In front of Ye Mo's eyes, constant change.

The relationship between the man and the little boy is good.

The man gave almost all his favor to the boy.

Sometimes.

He was able to earn enough money to buy a new pair of shoes and new clothes for the little boy.

Desperate overtime work.

After work, I also look for various types of part-time jobs.

Such as handing out flyers, washing dishes, and so on.

As long as it is a job that can make money, men will never refuse.

And.

Because of the man's somewhat handsome face.

During this period, there were not a few women who pursued men.

Thereinto.

One is a man's childhood sweetheart.

That time.

For the first time, the man was moved.

Because when he was a child, he had a good impression of this childhood sweetheart.

It is a pity that later, for various practical reasons.

Between the two, there was no contact.

And this time.

Man after so many years of losing his original wife.

Meet the woman you once liked again.

This woman is still the same as he remembered.

Dignified and elegant, with an air that attracted him.

And this woman also launched an offensive of crazy pursuit against him.

Even before pursuing, it was explained.

She didn't care about a man with a child.

And willing to raise the little boy well with the man.

Late at night.

After returning home.

Watching my son fall asleep.

The man walked out the door.

He stood on the balcony, sipping wine one by one.

He remembered the bits and pieces with that childhood sweetheart.

I can vaguely remember that I said it to my childhood sweetheart when I was a child.

If we can meet again later.

If you're still alone and I'm still single, then we're in this together.

The man was tempted to accede to the woman's request and be with the latter.

But after a long time.

The man smashed the beer bottle in his hand and threw it away.

There was a touch of resoluteness in his eyes:

"I'm not alone now! I also carry the success with me! ”

"I can't just think about myself."

"If Chengcai knew that I was with another woman, he would definitely resent me in his heart!"

"I want to be a good dad..."

"As long as I can pull the adults well, it doesn't matter what I am!"

By the next day.

The man rejected the former childhood sweetheart.

Watch childhood sweetheart cover his face and leave with a lost soul.

The man's eyes showed a trace of unbearability, and his heart was like a knife.

His fists clenched, his nails piercing into his flesh and blood.

Vaguely, you can also see traces of blood seeping out and dripping on the ground.

"Becoming a talent, in order to become a talent, I can't be angry..."

The man repeated this phrase there over and over again.

Until the woman's sad and lonely back completely disappeared at the end of the street.

The man still didn't choose to catch up in the end!

For the rest of the time.

That childhood sweetheart never appeared again.

And the man's life has returned to the previous rhythm.

In order to be able to give the little boy a better life.

He travels between jobs every day.

Time passes year by year.

Under the weight of long overtime.

Men no longer have the sunny handsomeness of their youth.

His face began to grow old and his hair began to thin.

His waist is even more because of the perennial work with his head down.

And there was a big problem, and it became a little bit of a.

He can't stand up straight!

He's old.

From the man who was full of spirit, he became an old man with a tall figure and gray hair.

And the little figure who held his hand and called his father.

He has also changed from a little boy to a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Middle-aged men live a very ordinary life.

A very simple job that doesn't make much money.

But middle-aged men don't complain much.

He lives with the old man.

He is very good to the old man, and every time he comes back from work, he will accompany the old man to watch TV and chat to relieve boredom.

The old man's eyes always had a spoiled smile.

In the heart of the old man.

The middle-aged man in front of him was still the one who was only thigh-thigh.

Every day he pulled the corner of his clothes and called him daddy's little boy.

The old man's wish is simple.

He personally pulled the child up.

I don't want my child to be rich, nor do I want my child to be able to repay him a hundredfold or something.

He just thinks that it is good to be able to live well with his son.

"Dad, when I was a child, you took me out to play!"

"It's rare for the company to have a holiday today, so it's better for me to take you out for a walk!"

This day.

Middle-aged men get up early.

Looking at the old man sitting on the rattan chair next to him and enjoying the shade, he said.

This day.

The old man was happy.

Because the middle-aged man took him out to play.

During the play.

They were also in the park, paying someone to help draw a picture of two people standing together.

Returning home at night.

The middle-aged man has to work the next day.

Went to bed early.

The old man turned on the light in the hall.

I took out the portrait that I had asked others to draw during the day.

The old man carefully found a picture frame and put this portrait of his son into the picture frame.

I looked at this portrait for a long, long time.

The corners of the old man's eyes were gradually wet with tears.

"Child, grow up..."

"Grow up!"

Subsequently.

The old man found a pen and carefully wrote two lines on the frame.

"On × × ×, my son took me out to play and asked someone to help us draw a picture."

"My son has not forgotten me as an old man, I am very happy..."

Years of overwork make the physical condition of the elderly worse and worse.

Even the hand holding the pen trembled.

The handwriting written down is also like an earthworm, crooked.

But the old man insisted on finishing it.

Then the painting of him and his son was placed in the most conspicuous place in the room.

"This painting..."

When I saw this picture.

Ye Mo's eyes fluctuated slightly.

This painting is the one he picked up in Ge Pingyu's home before.

But.

But there is a big difference.

In this painting, it is indeed Ge Pingyu and his son.

But in the painting, Ge Pingyu's son is still a normal human being.

Stand by Ge Pingyu's side.

Both father and son laughed happily.

But why.

Inside the picture scroll that Ye Mo picked up.

Will Ge Pingyu's son turn into a monster with a pig's head mask?

With doubts.

Ye Mo continues to speed up time within the world in the painting.

And the pictures that have happened are like slides.

It flashed in front of him again.

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