I am in the last days, I can connect to reality

Chapter 647 First Love Girlfriend

With the help of clean water, Qin Zhong regained his sanity. He wiped the water droplets on his face with a towel hanging on the rack, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked towards the dining room.

What needs to be faced will have to be faced sooner or later. He must find a way to leave this illusion and return to his own doomsday.

"It takes so long just to wash your hands. Come on, it's time to eat!"

Seeing Qin Zhong arriving so late, his stern father glared at him fiercely, then filled a bowl with rice and handed it to Qin Zhong, saying dissatisfiedly, "All you do is play games all day long. You need to study hard, otherwise, what will you do if you fail the civil service exam?"

"I'm sorry, Dad..."

Looking at his father's emaciated body, Qin Zhong's mood, which had finally calmed down, became turbulent again, and a trace of sadness and guilt arose in his heart.

Indeed, he was too relaxed this year. During this time, he enjoyed everything his parents gave him, but never did anything in return.

Although his parents would sometimes say a few words to him, most of the time they would just shake their heads in disappointment and didn't want to say anything to him.

"Forget it, stop scolding him, he has books to read, eat, eat!"

Seeing Qin Zhong's somewhat disappointed and dejected look, his mother pushed his father in dissatisfaction and said to Qin Zhong gently, "Eat. You'll have time to read more books after eating!"

"Yeah, Mom, I get it."

Qin Dian nodded, not daring to meet his mother's eyes, because he was afraid that he would burst into tears once he saw his mother's gentle eyes.

"Ah, every time I say that, you're always like this. What a loving mother spoils her child!"

Seeing Qin Zhong lowering his head, his father snorted in frustration. Then he took out a small bowl, filled it with soup, and handed it to Qin Zhong, saying, "Hot and spicy soup. Drink it to dispel colds and prevent colds. It's cold, so drink more."

After saying that, he poured himself a small glass of wine and drank it with a small plate of fried peanuts.

"Yeah." Qin Dian nodded, took the soup and said nothing more.

Since all this is an illusion, he will have to face reality one day.

So, instead of talking so much nonsense, it is better to have a good meal with your parents and feel the long-lost warmth, so that the trip to this fantasy world is not in vain.

The meal was finished quietly. Afterwards, Qin Zhong stood up first and prepared to help his parents clean up the dishes.

"Go, put your things down, and read more books when you have time."

However, just as he picked up the bowl and chopsticks, his father reached out and snatched them from his hands, scolding him: "Don't get angry with me, it's better than anything else. Let me do it."

"Oh!" Looking at his white-haired father cleaning up the dishes, Qin Zhong felt a sudden pain in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, my mother was responsible for cooking, cleaning, and tidying up the house. When my mother suffered from high blood pressure and diabetes and was in poor health, my father quietly took over and took care of the entire family.

Even though I am 1.8 meters tall, I just eat and drink for free at home and can't help at all.

"Okay, your dad and I are going to take a walk in the park. If you want to eat anything, I'll bring it back for you."

Just as Qin Zhong's father was about to finish clearing the dishes, his mother had already put on her coat and told him that after dinner, his parents were used to going downstairs for a walk for a while.

In a beautiful name, it helps digest food.

"I don't want to eat anything, so you don't need to buy anything." Qin Zhong shook his head, glanced at his parents, hesitated, and said, "Remember to put on more clothes. It's cold outside. Don't catch a cold."

"Okay." Qin Zhong's mother looked at Qin Zhong in surprise, as if a little surprised by his concern, but still nodded with satisfaction, and then urged his father.

Back then, I always felt that my parents’ quarrels every day were so annoying, but now, when I hear them again, I always feel extremely warm!

……

After his parents left, Qin Zhong did not stay in the living room for long, but turned around and walked towards his room.

Just when he was eating, he had been thinking about how to leave here. He even thought about the details of his battle with the beautiful monster several times, but he still didn't know how to leave here.

A long time ago, he had watched many film and television works. In films and television works similar to illusions, the way to leave is often that the male protagonist faces up to his problems in the illusion, then has a great enlightenment, and finally leaves the illusion.

But how to find this problem?

Qin Zhong thought about it over and over again, but couldn't figure out what the trigger was for him to leave here!

If the way to leave here is described as a door, then where is this door?

Just like this, time passes by little by little!

Until the next morning, when the sun was rising, Qin Chong still had no idea how to leave here.

In desperation, Qin Zhong had to leave the room with two big dark circles under his eyes and decided to try his luck outside.

"Hi, good morning." As soon as he came downstairs, a crisp voice came into Qin Chong's ears.

Qin Zhong was stunned and looked towards the sunlight. He saw a girl in an orange down jacket standing not far from him, pushing an electric scooter and greeting him enthusiastically.

The girl's name was Sun Feixue. She was his neighbor and also the object of his secret love.

"Flying snow!"

Looking at Sun Feixue's delicate face with bright eyes and white teeth, Qin Zhong couldn't help but hold his breath for a moment. After failing the civil service exam, he left home angrily, determined not to go home unless he made a name for himself.

But in fact, deep down in his heart, he always felt that he was not worthy of Sun Feixue, so he wanted to make a name for himself outside and then come back to confess his love to Sun Feixue.

But unexpectedly, in the second year after he went to Shanghai, he heard from his good friend Waimao that Sun Feixue had fallen seriously ill and died!

When he heard the news, he was almost stunned. That night he drank with Waimao and blacked out. He deeply regretted that he had not confessed his feelings in time.

Unexpectedly, maybe because Sun Feixue left too deep an impression in his mind, he actually saw her again here!

The distant memories and the nearby scenes clashed fiercely in Qin Zhong's mind, so much so that he fell into a trance and could only mutter with his mouth open, calling out Sun Feixue's name as if in a dream.

"Haha, you must have stayed up all night last night. You have those big dark circles under your eyes. I'm so worried!"

Seeing Qin Zhong staring at her in a daze, Sun Feixue chuckled, showing a beautiful smile, turned over and jumped onto the electric bike, and said with a smile: "It's cold, don't play all night, otherwise it will easily damage your health. I have to go to work, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, she turned her right hand slightly on the handlebar of the electric bike, and the whole bike suddenly accelerated, taking her to the road.

"Feixue..." Looking at Sun Feixue gradually disappearing from his sight, Qin Zhong came back to his senses with a start.

The feeling of memory conflict just now was really weird!

It was as if the memory in the brain was divided into two parts, one part was playing the voice and appearance of Sun Feixue in the memory, and the other part was echoing the news that the crooked hat told him that she was dead.

Qin Zhong knew that everything he saw was in serious disagreement with his memory, and even a conflict!

If he continued to stay here and this situation continued, his real memory would most likely be overwritten by his past memories.

In that case, he would be forever trapped in this cage created by memory, unable to escape.