Chapter 56 【】Why do people always have to grow up? (Third update)

Author: Sweet and Sour Tentacle Monster

Chapter 56 【】Why do people always have to grow up? (Third update)

Night, nine o'clock in the evening.

The night is not too late and people are not quiet.

The summer cicadas lay on the trees and began to sing a chorus.

Aunts and uncles dancing in the square outside the community are twisting their bodies.

Young men and women running at night ran slowly and rhythmically under the slogans of the front runners.

Xinmu City.

This newly born city has remained vibrant despite being hit by disasters one after another.

No matter how big the universe is, no matter how big the world is, people's lives still go on. When you sleep and open your eyes, it's a brand new day.

In today's society, humans must not only adapt to the existence of magical girls, but also must learn to coexist with cursed beasts.

The biggest difference from the past is that you need to learn to isolate and protect yourself when a disaster occurs.

Therefore, people must learn to adapt to the day when their loved ones pass away and they must learn to walk alone.

Zuo Yue suddenly felt that this day had come too quickly.

Although she thought she had been mentally prepared, but...

But……

She really wants to act coquettishly with her brother again.

Zuo Yue was sitting on the sofa at home. She hung up the phone and looked stupidly at the door of her home.

She waited for several hours, but no one opened the door to her home, nor did she see the familiar tired and thin figure.

Zuo Yue thought about calling her brother, but as soon as she picked up the phone, she didn't know what to say.

There are obviously so many things I want to ask and so many things I want to say, but when it comes to my mouth, nothing comes out.

Only then did Zuo Yue realize that she was actually a little less eloquent than she thought. She had too many things on her mind and her mouth was much dumber than ordinary people, which led to her being depressed these days.

Zuo Yue always wonders if it would be better if the lies continued?

Pretending not to know each other, the relationship between brother and sister has been maintained.

After all...after all...

Zuo Yue really doesn't have the courage to wake up and face the reality. Her brother is a magical girl, or a senior Cang Yan who has been fighting for many years. So what happened to her before that made her choose to retire?

Zuo Yue wanted to know this very much, and hoped that this was all a dream, so that she would no longer have to be tortured and fall into self-doubt.

That's why she has been waiting persistently for her brother to come home from get off work as usual.

As usual.

A phone call from senior Hongfeng destroyed all her expectations.

It was said that Zuo Cang had gone to drink with a client and was already drunk, and now he was sleeping soundly at her house.

Reasons, excuses, lies.

Zuo Yue could feel that Senior Hongfeng's voice was trembling slightly, and he was obviously telling lies.

My brother doesn't know how to drink on weekdays, so what's the point of not coming home drunk, and who does he know senior Hongfeng?

This lie is full of problems and is like tissue paper that will break when you poke it.

Senior Hongfeng really deceived him as a child who was inexperienced in the world.

However, Zuo Yue didn't want to expose the lie. If her brother didn't tell her, she shouldn't ask.

She looked at the empty door again, emptiness and loneliness reflected in her heart.

Zuo Yue smiled and cheered for herself, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Okay. Now it's time for me to cook. It seems like my brother won't be able to come back today. Miyou, I said it's definitely a good thing to learn to cook by yourself. You see, you'll put it to use today."

Zuo Yue said as he walked into the kitchen, put on his apron, and prepared to make some simple dishes that would satisfy his hunger.

"Miyou, my cooking skills are not as good as my brother's. But you have to eat more, and I still have to practice my cooking skills. When I grow up, find a boyfriend, and get married, I will live with my husband.

The family cooks three meals a day for him...and my brother may stay single forever, and then he will have to live alone...haha..."

The more Zuo Yue spoke, the lower her voice became. Her body stopped and stood motionless in front of the chopping board.

In this regard, Miyou couldn't say much, she just swayed up to Zuo Yue's shoulder and rubbed her contractor's cheek with her little head.

"If you have anything, don't hold it in your heart. You can tell me."

In silence, Zuo Yue suddenly choked up and held back tears.

She knows that this is the path she has decided to take, and she must keep going no matter what.

I must not cry. Once I cry, the mental barrier I just built may collapse.

But, at the end of the day.

Magical girls are all fragile and sensitive girls.

"Miyou...why do people always have to grow up..."

In a luxurious apartment in the downtown area of ​​Xinmu, Zuo Cang yawned and sat up from the soft bed. For him, this kind of soft couch was really luxurious, but his sleep was a bit uncomfortable.

The memories before falling asleep slowly come back to life.

After experiencing a fierce battle, he lost consciousness and fell into a coma due to excessive consumption.

Then, he asked Hongfeng to take him to a hotel or hotel to have a good rest.

After all, Zuo Cang could sense that something was not right with his body and had an early warning. He didn't want Zuo Yue to see him in this embarrassing state, let alone his sister.

After figuring out the situation, Zuo Cang shook his head, trying to throw away the various messy thoughts that popped up in his mind.

Zuo Cang glanced back and forth at the decoration of the room. It was simple and elegant yet exuding a sense of grandeur and luxury. Even an ordinary crystal table lamp looked expensive. He then touched the quilt cover on the bed, which was silky and soft.

Definitely not a cheap item.

The first reaction that comes to mind.

Could it be that Hongfeng really sent himself to some of the most luxurious hotels? An ordinary place where he could stay and rest would be enough.

One month's salary may not be enough for one day's consumption.

Just when I was thinking so wildly, the door was slowly pushed open.

Hongfeng walked in carefully carrying a bowl of white porridge. When she saw Zuo Cang lying down, she quickly said: "Lie down quickly, lie down quickly. You have to rest for a while."

It was also the first time for Hongfeng to take care of an unconscious person, not to mention that she was still taking care of Zuo Cang. Of course, she tried her best and did her best.

"It's okay. I have a good physical constitution. As long as I get a good sleep, I can recover from any serious injury."

Zuo Cang felt his body getting stronger day by day. He could hear the sound of magic power surging in his muscles, as if the transformation was becoming more normalized again.

If he continues at this level, he may soon be in the same state as Fite, no matter how he transforms.

Thinking of Feite, Zuo Cang had many things to ask Hongfeng. She didn't know what happened while she was unconscious.

Haven't spoken yet.

Hongfeng, who was holding white porridge, sat on Zuo Cang's bedside, wanting to feed her herself and experience the special life of finding a personal nanny.

"Don't think too much about other things. The only important thing for you now is to have a good rest. Did you know that you were bleeding from every pore in your body before? It's really annoying."

Hongfeng scooped up some white porridge with a spoon, carefully blew it to cool it, and handed it to Zuo Cang's mouth, eager to make Zuo Cang drink it.

This made Zuo Cang very confused. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Hongfeng Gourd. In some cases, if he didn't ask clearly, he would really have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Tell me first, where am I?"

Hongfeng blurted out: "What's wrong with my family?"

"Your home?"

Zuo Cang looked at the decoration of the room again, and found that it did have Hongfeng's own style, capable and informal.

Then, another question pops up.

Zuo Cang looked at the close-fitting pajamas he was wearing. He vaguely remembered that he was wearing normal clothes before he fell into coma.

Noticing the change in Zuo Cang's gaze, Hong Feng, who had always shown a carefree and outgoing personality, gradually turned red, just like a normal woman.

Of course she could imagine what Zuo Cang was struggling with.

A word of coquettishness.

"rogue."

However, there were some things she still wanted to explain.

"Your clothes were all soaked with blood. You couldn't change them."
To be continued...