Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 62, This Dream Is Not Beautiful
"Shall I make you a roast goose rice?"

"No need, eating buns is enough."

Lin Lei lived a life of eating steamed buns. The company’s roasted duck rice that he ate at noon every day turned into steamed buns with a bowl of soy milk. A little less, anyway, as long as you don't starve to death.

Borrow a little, save a little.

The money in the wallet, just drum up a little.

As time went by, Lin Lei lost a lot of weight. He worked hard and saved money.

Lin Fei still looked like he was not at home. He would go out on his motorcycle from time to time and play until midnight.

Finally one day, Lin Lei saved enough money.

10 yuan, borrow a little, save a little, and finally save it.

"I want to buy a car."

The beautiful shopping guide of the 4S store looked at the middle-aged man in plain clothes in front of him for a moment, but out of professionalism, he still put on a professional smile: "Sir, what kind of car do you want to see?"

"Let's have a little car, it looks nicer."

"What about the price requirements?"

"About 10 yuan."

The beautiful shopping guide seemed to see that Lin Lei really wanted to buy a car, and the smile on her face became even stronger.

"Sir, it just so happens that Geely has a newest model car, and the package plate is just 10 yuan. You can come and see if it's suitable."

Lin Lei looked at the shiny and beautiful car in front of him, with an unreal look on his face.

I have to buy a car myself, not a bus, but a car.

You can't buy a very good car, at least not too bad.

"It just so happens that the day after tomorrow is my son's birthday, so I bought it as a surprise for my son."

Lin Lei immediately ordered this car. According to the shopping guide, he can get the car on the day after tomorrow.

The shopping guide laughed, and Lin Lei also laughed.

Regarding Lin Lei's straightforwardness, the shopping guide also gave a lot of discounts, including a lot of discounted gift bags, additional installations, and car wash cards.

But Lin Lei didn't care, he just wanted to drive the car back home and surprise his son.

Then, let him stop riding a motorcycle, let him study hard, and drive a car.

Ordinary and even humble wishes.

This ignorant old man even prepared a birthday cake the day after tomorrow.

It's just this cake, no one will ever eat it.

That night, he received bad news from the police.

His son is dead.

It was dark at night, and I bumped my head against the flower bed.

The spark in the oil circuit ignited the oil, and the fire burned very vigorously.

In the end, the ambulance came, and the person was still unable to save him.

"The oil circuit was changed privately, and the collision caused the motorcycle to spontaneously ignite." The policeman looked at the middle-aged man in front of him expressionlessly: "Sign it."

This is an accident, together... I don't know if it is a tragic accident.

Maybe it's the fate of the will-o'-the-wisps, as soon as they plan to ride the privately modified motorcycle, danger follows them everywhere.

For the police, and for others, it was a typical case of pretending to die and actually dying.

Before leaving, the policeman patted Lin Lei on the shoulder and said, "My condolences are changing, and life must go on."

Then he left and closed the door gently.

Lin Lei sat in front of the door blankly.

He looked blank.

I don't know how long I stood there.

Hot summer.

The cakes, all stinky, gave off a sour taste.

Lin Lei signed his son's death certificate with his own hand.

He is unwilling to accept this fact.

Therefore, he didn't think about eating and drinking, and lost his job because of absenteeism for too long.

He was still sluggish, and he didn't wake up from the dazed state until a month later.

Off-white photo on the table.

There is one more.

With the fire burning in the crematorium, it burned away Lin Lei's thoughts and his hopes.

Burning paper money every day, as well as the [car] model that Lin Fei never forgot before his death, he gave up his life, like a walking dead, maybe it can no longer be called alive.

"son."

In front of Lin Fei's posthumous photo, Lin Lei was in a daze, with muddy tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, burning the model in his hand.

"Now, Dad can afford a Lamborghini"

The world of mortals is floating, like a dream and an illusion.

Li Guo is not a system, he can extract information from the long river of time, and his supernatural powers can only reenact the phantoms of the past.

The key is to see who and what to see.

At this moment, Lin Fei was already kneeling on the spot, just like Lin Lei in the illusion, he even closed his eyes, not looking at what was happening in front of him.

But how can the scene produced by supernatural power be blocked by closing the eyes?All sights erode his five senses, even ghosts
He could only continue to watch, seeing clearly, clearly, and deeply.

"Want to continue watching?" Li Guo asked indifferently.

"Please, please, kill me, I won't watch it, I won't watch it"

Lin Fei covered his ears and closed his eyes.

No one has a heart of stone. Even Lin Fei, when he directly faced his father's past sacrifices, his mood was very unstable, and the spirit body that was about to escape was even more unstable.

The father who cooks every day and can't wait until he comes home.

The father who drives the first bus every morning early in the morning.

The father who saved money to buy a car for himself.

The father who tried to do everything possible to make himself better.

The father who signed the notice of his own death.

That, father.

What is the son doing while the father is doing this?

Riding a motorcycle on the street, hanging out with others, taking the money stolen from the family, or the money obtained by "bluffing", to live a luxurious and comfortable life.

From Lin Fei's point of view, his father's sadness in front of him was synchronized with his own actions at that time. The word guilt can no longer be described. The endless remorse almost swallowed his heart.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Please let me go, please forgive me, okay?" Lin Fei repented for a while, but it was useless now.

At this time, the power of the supernatural power of floating life has evolved to the end.

In Lin Lei's life, the most unforgettable and indelible memory is this part of a white-haired man giving a black-haired man.

Too cruel for a father.

This dream is not beautiful.

Li Guo waved his whisk, and the power of the supernatural power of floating life was gradually shattering, peeling away like shattered glass.

At this time, Li Guo looked at Lin Fei in front of him again, and said calmly.

"He may not give you the best."

"But I gave you the best."

(End of this chapter)