Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 497 The person who loves me the most is...my brother? ! !

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"Are you crazy?!"

Feng Ju's voice suddenly rose to a breaking pitch, and he stood up abruptly, causing the plastic chair to scrape against the ground, making a harsh sound.

When Feng Ju came back to life, he was so angry that he didn't even go home to see his filial daughter. Now that he has finally calmed down, it is even more impossible for him to see his filial daughter.

Yes, he had done some psychological preparation to help the filial daughter get relief, but he had not yet prepared an action plan.

When Feng Ju stood up, he knocked over the soy sauce bottle on the table. The brown-black liquid spread across the table, just like the coagulated black blood on the back of his clothes.

He stared at the cell phone in his son's hand, as if it was a bomb about to explode.

Feng Ju reached out to grab it eagerly, and the moment he grabbed it, the call was connected.

A familiar and sweet voice came from the microphone:
"Hey, brother..."

Feng Ju's hand retracted as if he had been electrocuted, and his heart, which was beating once every 10 seconds, suddenly accelerated.

The scene before his death reappeared in his mind. The female voice coming from the phone seemed to activate his PTSD instantly. He shook his head frantically at Feng Mu.

What it means is that you should never mention him, and don't invite Yu Huai over.

Feng Mu seemed unaware of his father's frightened expression and spoke softly into the microphone:
"Yuhuai, you haven't come home yet so late. Dad is worried about you."

His voice was as gentle as that of a good brother speaking to his most beloved and rebellious sister.

Without waiting for Feng Yuhuai to speak, Feng Mu invited him tenderly:

"By the way, my dad and I are having a midnight snack at [Lao Chen Ji] snack shop, do you want to come over and eat with us?"

Feng Ju was struck by lightning, and then he turned around suddenly and almost fled out of the store.

Feng Mu did not stop him. He just squinted his eyes and watched his father's panicked back disappear into the thick darkness at the alley through the gray glass window.

The lights in the store cast a warm glow on his lenses, hiding the cold light in his eyes.

There was deathly silence on the other end of the line, with only the slightest electrical noise.

Feng Mu didn't urge him. He dipped his slender index finger into the soy sauce that spread on the table and slowly drew on the wooden table.

The dark brown liquid gradually formed an exaggerated smiling face as he moved - the corners of his mouth were stretched to his ears, and his eyes were two bottomless black holes.

"elder brother"

Finally, a voice came from the other end of the line, with a barely perceptible tremor in the sweet voice.

"Who are you having supper with?"

Feng Mu's fingertips were still wandering on the tabletop, and the soy sauce seeped along the wood grain:

"Of course it's my father. Why? Yu Huai, do you think my father won't treat me to a midnight snack?"

"It's not that my father wouldn't invite you..."

Feng Yuhuai's voice suddenly tensed up and he denied it flatly.
"It's my father."

"Because the dead don't need midnight snacks, right?"

Feng Mu took over the conversation gently, drew a heart shape on the table with his fingertips, and then slowly painted it black.

In the basement, Feng Yuhuai suddenly broke free from Ge Qingming's arms.

The red lines danced wildly around her body, whipping the surrounding puppets toppling over and over.

Feng Yuhuai suddenly stood up from her seat and broke free from Ge Qingming's embrace. A chill rushed from the soles of her feet to her head. She felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. She asked in a trembling voice:

"The car...did you drive away with it?"

Feng Yuhuai had obviously misunderstood, and she was still unwilling to believe, or rather, she didn't dare to believe, what Feng Mu said. The scene was so warm that she couldn't imagine it.

Feng Mu's index finger drew the last stroke on the table. It was a picture of three smiling faces leaning against each other. It looked like the smiling faces of a father, a son, and a daughter, warm and harmonious.

Feng Mu did not answer his sister's question, but just whispered into the microphone.

"My dearest sister, I just hope you understand..."

His voice was so gentle that Feng Yuhuai wanted to cry.
"Father may stop loving you because of your 'fault', but your brother won't"

Soy sauce dripped down the edge of the table, splashing black flowers on the concrete floor.

"No matter what you become."

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly behind his glasses, showing the same smile as on the table, and said faintly,

"Whether it's pride or guilt, I will always love you as I did before!"

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beep-

The busy tone of the phone being hung up echoed hollowly in the dark basement.

She stared blankly at her new father Ge Qingming, then looked around at her brothers and sisters.

"how come."

Feng Yuhuai unconsciously touched his chest. The warmth that had just been filled by his new family seemed to be sunken at this moment.

Somehow, the joy of creating a new family was diluted a lot.

The cold wind from the basement blew through her hair with the smell of blood.

Feng Yuhuai shuddered suddenly, and the red line moved restlessly on her fingertips.

"Could it be that I have been doing it wrong all along..."

She whispered to herself, with an unprecedented confusion in her voice.
"The person who loves me the most is not my father, but the brother whom I have always ignored and despised?"

hum-

The phone screen lit up again, and a short message quietly jumped into view:
There is no such thing as overnight hatred between family members. The misunderstanding between you and your father may disappear with just one more meeting.

"elder brother……"

Feng Yuhuai muttered to himself, as if talking in a dream.

After a while, she regained her sweet smile and turned to Ge Qingming and said seriously:
She turned her head to look at Ge Qingming, her eyes flashing with seriousness, and said in a tender voice:
"Dad, I have a dad again. He's not dead, so he... must be a monster, right?

Hehe, dad is a monster dad, and daughter is a monster daughter, so in this way, dad will definitely love me again, right? "

She seemed to gradually understand the surprise of "lost and found" that her father had mentioned before his death. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she said to herself:
"From now on, I will have two fathers who love me.

Besides, I have a brother who actually loves me the most, hehe..."

Ge Qingming's joints made a "cracking" sound and he slowly stood up from the iron bed.

The "brothers and sisters" around him also stood up and gathered around him in unison like puppets, surrounding the excited Feng Yuhuai in the center.

The corners of their mouths rose at the same time, revealing identical smiles, and they echoed in unison: "Yes, everyone loves you the most!"

Feng Yuhuai stood on tiptoes and turned around lightly like a ballet dancer.

Her skirt drew a graceful arc in the air and her face was filled with a blush of happiness.

The puppets behind her followed closely, each step following the footprints she left behind.

When walking out of the black clinic.

Feng Yuhuai suddenly raised his head, flicked his fingertips, and a red string grabbed the red rag doll and pulled it back into his palm.

"Everyone loves me the most"

She lowered her head and said to the red doll seriously,
"Why should you be an exception? It's enough for you to only love me!"

(End of this chapter)