Return of the Dead [Holo]

People will encounter many things in this life, Ah Ruan, you have to remember that you can come to your father when you encounter anything.

Huh, lie.

Ah Ruan, you wait for Dad obediently, Dad will come to pick you up as long as the arrangement is made, Dad won't let you go.

Huh, liar.

Mo Ran raised her drooping eyelashes slightly, and there was no emotion left in her eyes except for the coldness. She had never been so calm, so hard, or even so fearless as she is now.

People will encounter many things in this life, but the way to solve these things is never to find others. There is only one way to solve these things, and that is to face them head-on, no matter how painful, no matter how difficult, even if it is You will die under these pains, and you can't turn back. Only with such determination can you solve these things thoroughly.

People will meet a lot of hope in this life, but if you put your hope on others, then no matter who the other person is, you will only get disappointment, or even despair. How many times can a person withstand such despair in a lifetime?

Sometimes, it only takes one shot to kill someone.

Therefore, putting all your hopes on others is the stupidest thing in the world.

Facing all difficulties, not relying on anyone, not placing hope on anyone, this is the secret of Mo Ran's survival, and this secret will also support her to continue walking.

She slowly raised her eyelashes, and there was still the righteous voice accusing her of the crime in her ears, and there were countless sharp arrows piercing her body, but her heart was still No more fear.

"Do you plead guilty?"

"What's my crime?" A sharp smile appeared on Mo Ran's lips, and as the smile appeared on her face, her head slowly lifted up. When she raised her head completely, she looked at When she saw the countless faceless people who shot sharp arrows at her, she finally said the words buried in her heart but never dared to say: "I am not wrong!"

When Mo Ran proclaimed that she was right, she saw a golden shield suddenly appearing in the air in front of her, blocking her, and all the sharp arrows shot hit the ground. It touched the top of the golden shield and made a clanging sound.

"I'm not wrong!" Mo Ran raised her voice again, retorting loudly, following her

"If it is wrong for me to fight back, is it wrong for my parents who brought me into this world but didn't love me well? Is it wrong for my mother who turned all her anger into abuse on me because of her own mistakes? Is it wrong for my father to give me all hope when he loves him for a while, and then abandon me severely when he doesn’t need it?”

As Mo Ran counterattacked the accusation, the golden arc cover on her body became stronger and stronger, and those sharp arrows hit the shield more and more weakly.

Mo Ran watched all this quietly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and finally she looked at those people who had no face, and remembered in her mind every person who had been hurt by irresponsible words in the process of her growing up. Her own people, she said slowly: "And you, are you pure and innocent? Why do you stone me to death? If you are innocent, then come and condemn me!"

Following Mo Ran's last words, he could only see the shield emitting a dazzling light, which spread towards all directions, as if to pierce the boundless darkness, and under this light, Mo Ran could only see those The small voices, those unrecognizable faces all disappeared, and the cross tied behind her gradually disappeared, and finally she slowly fell to the ground.

The dark space was finally completely illuminated by the golden light, and a warm and soft light was emitted everywhere, dispelling the cold and all despair.

In the bright light, Mo Ran heard a low sad cry, this time she heard it very clearly, she followed the cry and walked over, not long after she saw a small figure squatting on the ground hugging His knees and shoulders twitched constantly.

That was Mo Ran.

Mo Ran in childhood.

It turned out that she had been crying.

Seeing her childhood self sitting in the corner and crying, Mo Ran suddenly felt her whole body relax. She also seemed to think of many things at that time, but everything has passed.

"What are you crying for?" Mo Ran stood behind her childhood self, lowered her head, and asked softly.

The childhood Mo Ran seemed to be frightened, she flinched obviously, then turned her head cautiously and looked up at Mo Ran, there were still many tears hidden in her black and white eyes, which were streaming down non-stop, but But there was no sound and he just stayed there.

Mo Ran doesn't like children

"They, they all bullied me. They also said, I'm a bad person. I killed my parents. They beat me..." This question seemed to hit Mo Ran's sore spot every time, and she didn't care who the other party was. , and began to pour out water like a brain: "I went to find the dean's mother, but the dean's mother always has no time..."

"That's all?" After listening to the childhood Mo Ran Barabara for a long time, Mo Ran finally raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"But…"

Before the childhood Mo Ran finished speaking, Mo Ran raised her finger, lightly pressed it on her chattering little mouth, and hissed softly: "Listen to me."

It's strange to say that the childhood Mo Ran, who was still crying just now, seemed to calm down after hearing this sentence. She was sobbing, but she was obedient and didn't speak again.

"Don't cry, crying is the most useless way." Although Mo Ran was smiling, the smile didn't seep into his eyes.

Mo Ran, who was a child, disagreed a little: "But, they hurt so much, my tears would fall unconsciously, I..."

"Call back."

"But, I can't beat it."

"Then keep fighting, learn from them, keep fighting, there will always be times when you can beat it."

"It hurts..."

"Those who are afraid of pain will only be beaten forever, but if you beat them, no one will dare to beat you, and you will not be hurt."

"The dean's mother said that beating people is wrong..."

Mo Ran couldn't help laughing out loud: "Do you think your dean's mother didn't know you were beaten?"

"she does not know!"

"Then why does she know so quickly when someone fights, but she will never do it again when someone beats you?"

"Because..." The childhood Mo Ran obviously couldn't answer this question. It seemed that she couldn't think about such a complicated human nature in her world. She thought hard for a long time before she said: "But, if I hit someone, the dean Mom will punish me."

"That's so strong that she doesn't dare to punish you, or don't be caught by her." Mo Ran stood up, she bent down, and gently stroked Mo Ran's hair when she was a child.

"But…"

"Shh, not so much but,

"I don't understand…"

"You don't need to understand, you just need to know that you have only two weapons now, one is fists and the other is tears, how to combine them so that no one dares to bully you is the most important thing."

"I, can I?"

"You don't have to learn it, as long as you are willing to be bullied forever." Mo Ran heard the sound of the elves playing musical instruments in the garden, and she straightened her body. She knew that she had already defeated this nightmare. Or this group of nightmares, she should leave here soon.

"If you do this, you won't be bullied?" The childhood Mo Ran reached out and grabbed Mo Ran's hand, as if looking for a confirmation.

Mo Ran had already heard the voice of the garden: "Ah, you actually passed. It's really a surprising thing."

She lowered her head: "Yes."

When she was a child, Mo Ran seemed to sense that Mo Ran was about to leave. She held Mo Ran's hand tightly, and then let go. She asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Mo Ran."

Mo Ran showed an extremely surprised expression when she was a child: "Ah! You actually have the same name as me, what a coincidence!"

"Yeah, what a coincidence."

When she was a child, Mo Ran raised her hand and wiped away the remaining tears with the back of her hand and asked, "Then, will we meet again?"

Mo Ran froze for a moment, and finally showed a sincere smile, she nodded affirmatively: "Yes, we will definitely meet again."

After saying this sentence, Mo Ran found that everything in front of her gradually disappeared into a mist. When she saw everything in front of her clearly again, she found that she was still sitting in front of the mirror, in front of her. There is no childhood Mo Ran in front of him.

As the voice said, it was all but a dream.

"Congratulations, you have passed this level of nightmare, it is really rare."

"Is it rare?" Mo Ran asked back, and then she caught a loophole in the voice: "What is this layer of nightmare, can I still not leave?

"No, of course you can go, but I think we will meet again."

Mo Ran just felt dizzy, and now she couldn't help feeling sick just thinking about what she had just experienced inside, and she said sincerely: "No, I don't want to see you anymore."

"This..." The voice laughed in a low voice without saying anything, but Mo Ran had already got up and was about to leave in a hurry.

A teleportation array appeared in the middle of the garden. She walked over, but before stepping into the teleportation array, she suddenly turned her head and asked, "Did you arrange everything I experienced in the mirror?"

"No, I didn't arrange it. Only you know the world in the mirror, because those are your real past, and I won't know."

Mo Ran raised her eyebrows, "Is that so?"

"Yes. You have to believe in me. I am a **** anyway, and you should believe in God."

"Yeah?"