Chapter 55 Daughter...Sprouted?

Fang Yue had never felt so uncomfortable before.

Even if I was hungry when I was a child and slept all night wrapped in a cardboard on the street in the cold winter, I didn't feel more tormented than now.

It's just that the thoughts of begging for death are constantly entangled in his mind, and there are so many extra memories that don't belong to him at all, and this kind of memory is not just the extra share of the suffering life.

Now in the brain, the third memory has appeared.

It was an ordinary little girl who lived in an ordinary family and grew up accompanied by her parents. She often came to visit her relatives, classmates and friends who got along well.

Life is plain, but also warm and happy, with countless happy family moments.

My father is responsible and careful, my mother is very gentle and generous, and in this memory, I seem to be the best parent in the world.

The only pity is that just before the college entrance examination, a car accident happened because of saving someone, and he was admitted to the intensive care unit.

Outside the ward, I could see that almost all the relatives who could come came, and everyone brought a lot of cash, begging the doctor to save her, no matter how much money they spent.

Before leaving this world, the last memory is holding my parents' hand and leaving with singing.

This memory only existed for a brief moment.

Once again, he was overwhelmed by the memories of life full of despair.

Each of the three memories is so real that Fang Yue doesn't know which one is her real memory.

In the constantly changing chaotic memory images, Fang Yue felt that her body was getting colder and colder, as if she would die at any time.

Suddenly, a familiar scene appeared in front of him.

'Fang Yue, you have to know what you are waving, it is never your fist, but your will! '

'If you don't resist when you are being bullied, even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu can't save you for the rest of your life! '

In a daze, Fang Yue began to force herself to ignore the shadows in her mind that kept appearing, and chose to hold her hand.

The only thing she can do is to punch, keep punching, do her best to maintain her instincts, and punch in her dreams with the greatest concentration!
The flames burning from a powerful heart are enough to dispel all the darkness and coldness of the past.

You can even turn all these into firewood to strengthen yourself!

The memories that really belonged to Fang Yue began to regain the upper hand, replacing those terrible memories bit by bit, and her muddled thinking gradually became clear.

in the living room.

Fang Xing had already filled the entire coffee table with all the prepared things, and he could feel the growing sense of crisis.

Originally, it was just a storm, but now it is covered by dark clouds!

Fortunately, my daughter's expression is much better than before, and she is no longer frowning.

While the expression became more and more relaxed, Fang Xing also stretched out his hand to test Fang Yue's blood, and could feel that he had gradually calmed down.

half an hour.

Fang Yue finally opened her eyes, glanced at Fang Xing, forced a smile on her face, and said in an extremely tired voice:

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

"Forget, forget, don't be impatient! Didn't they stuff you with a towel in case you bit your tongue and kill yourself, so I'll take it out for you!"

[The host assisted the heroine to break through the fate of death and get [-] points]

Fang Xing directly tore off the towel, then removed the rope and quilt that were tied to Fang Yue's body, and then connected several key joints.

It's all done.

Fang Yue shook her arms and looked at her father who had been with her for 12 years with a complicated expression.

Originally, I thought that after opening my eyes, I would say something thankful, which would make my dad burst into tears.

Why did it suddenly become so dramatic now!
"Dad, I seemed to have a nightmare just now, but there is another sweet dream inside."

"Although I woke up, I still feel that those two dreams were all about me, isn't it strange?"

Fang Xing was in the kitchen preparing to pour a glass of sugar water for his daughter, when he heard Fang Yue's words, he replied directly:
"I'm not a dreamer, so I'm not qualified to say whether your dreams are strange."

"Anyway, you just have to live well."

While talking, Fang walked out of the kitchen, and saw the cup in Fang Yue's hand cracked into glass shards the next second.

Above Fang Yue's head, a transparent thing like a branch appeared inexplicably.

It looks like Fang Yue... has grown seedlings?

Naturally, Fang Yue could also see Fang Xing's unusual length, and turned her head to look, but there was nothing behind her.

I looked down at myself, it seems that nothing has changed?

"What's wrong dad?"

"Is this expression of yours my embarrassment?"

Fang Xing pointed to the top of Fang Yue's head with a look of shock:
"If you are ugly, I will only take pictures to commemorate, and then keep it to make fun of you."

"But...you look in the mirror first!"

Fang Yue took three steps and walked to the mirror in two steps.

On the top of the head, a thin branch has begun to spread out, and a big bulge gradually grows from the middle.

In the shocked and dazed eyes of the father and daughter.

The bulge gradually opened, and a huge flower body like a thousand-petaled lotus gradually leaked out of it.

Fang Yue pointed at herself in the mirror with a trembling hand:

"I... I want to bloom?"

As soon as the words fell, this flower between the virtual and the real has gradually become virtual and real, and accompanied by a very slight cracking sound, it floated down from the top of Fang Yue's head.

Fang Xing subconsciously reached out to catch it.

One of the petals just happened to touch Fang Xing's palm, and it melted into it in an instant.

Fang Xing only felt a phoenix cry inexplicably in his ears, but it was fleeting.

Bump the flowers in her hands.

The father and daughter looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Dad, what's the matter?"

"How can this flower have nothing to do with my science education!"

Fang Xing tilted his head and asked suspiciously:

"You asked me about the flowers you bloomed?"

"I thought you'd know by now!"

Just when the father and daughter were unaware.

The community where Fang Xing lives has opened its doors, and one after another luxury cars have entered.

And in the building where Fang Xing is located, the network has been cut off for a long time. One after another, Feng Shui magicians have walked into the elevator, or passed the stairs, and approached Fang Xing's position little by little. .

in the room.

Fang Xing put this strange flower into a box and planned to hide it first.

This thing is really weird, it can't even fit into the soul space!

Just find something to put on.

And Fang Yue looked at this strange flower, and suddenly had a slight feeling.

Fang Yue thinks.

It seems that the whole flower can be absorbed by itself?

Just when the father and daughter were about to discuss how to deal with this matter.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

Fang Xing had just stood up, and before he could open the door, he heard an angry reprimand.

"What the hell are you pretending to be gentle at this time?"

"Who dares to do anything to us after today!"

"Just break the door down for me, we don't want to wait for a minute now!"

The voice just fell.

【boom! 】

A gunshot resounded through the sky.

 Thank you for the reward from my strongest book friend!

  another:
  Arm hurts... his uncle's.

  Injections cost a lot of money, and I can't even earn so much money.

  Today's Chapter 2 is very fast, and it won't be as late as yesterday.

  Try to get back to normal update time tomorrow.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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