Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

They were rambling on and on, as if they wanted to talk about something.

But when the school bell rang, the security guard just waved his hand and said, "Be careful, don't get hit by a car again."

He didn't intend to stay at the school for long. After leaving the school, he went to the place where he had the car accident.

The alley is gone; it has been completely renovated into a main road.

The houses on both sides were demolished, and it's unclear how much compensation those people will receive.

Jiang Si didn't linger for long. He followed his brother's instructions and walked through the streets, roads, and market.

Some things haven't changed, but overall, quite a few things have changed.

The place where I was born and raised eventually becomes a strange city.

We're a bit early.

he thinks.

It was more rushed than I had anticipated.

So much so that I felt somewhat tired in the face of this unfamiliarity.

The road was not easy to find, and the place where I used to live was remote.

Fortunately, he soon saw the familiar alleyway.

Although he walked through the snow back then, he can still recognize it now that the snow is gone.

Sometimes, in an unfamiliar city, you find a corner that is still in your memory.

It's inevitable that there will be a sense of familiarity.

He walked forward, and finally there were people in the houses on both sides.

Snoring, conversations, the clatter of bowls and chopsticks, the crackling of the stove, and the noise of boiling water.

The air is filled with the smell of cooking oil that can be smelled every evening when school lets out.

Although the overall layout remains unchanged, many rooms have been renovated. When he was a child, these were dilapidated houses, or even mud houses, but now many of them are covered with brand-new tiles.

Some were even converted into two-story buildings.

The kittens and puppies strolled leisurely along the road. When Jiang Si walked by, they stood up alertly, some meowing and others running away.

He only glanced at the spot where he had thrown away the dead cat.

There are no more garbage dumps. Some flowers and plants have been planted there, and you can see butterflies and bees fluttering around. The morning glories are blooming quite profusely.

In the shop next door, the owner sat at the doorway, shelling edamame, occasionally yelling at the child playing on his phone inside, and grumbling as he told the child to come out and help.

The children reluctantly came out with their phones in hand, and the sound of gunfire from the game echoed through the alleyways.

An older woman on the second floor opened her window and splashed a basin of dirty water onto the road. An older man next door shouted a couple of times, and the two sides started arguing.

The little girl, who was squatting by the roadside playing with cats and dogs, looked up curiously at Jiang Si as she passed by.

He rarely paid attention to the magical girl world because he could simply fly to wherever he wanted to go.

He wasn't interested in these mundane daily matters.

However, here, where you can only walk, you can only watch these trivial daily routines and feel bored.

When we reached the end of the road, we finally saw a familiar house at a corner.

That was the room my father used as a room for alchemy.

It was also the place where the family of three lived for a long time.

My father almost died from taking the elixir, but my mother eventually softened and came back to take care of him.

Finally, the father reformed himself and cleared out all the elixirs, alchemy furnaces, and books in the house.

It was originally intended to be sold, but for some reason it ended up in the funeral hall.

But since then, Jiang Changshou has never touched alchemy again, nor has he ever mentioned cultivating immortality or seeking the Dao.

The family of three gradually got back on track.

This once dilapidated alchemy room has now been renovated and is no longer so shabby and unsightly. Of course, it is still inferior to the other houses in this alley.

When I opened the door, an unpleasant smell wafted from inside.

The house looked like it hadn't been cleaned in a long time; there were cobwebs, dust, and plates of food with solidified grease on the table.

Then came a heavy, weary cough.

"Who?"

He stepped into the house and closed the door.

“It’s me, Mom.”

The coughing subsided, and after a while, the old man on the bed struggled to turn his head and glance at the scene.

His eyes were somewhat cloudy; I wondered if he could still see.

But there's no need to see it.

Upon hearing the voice, the elderly woman said tremulously, "Is it Jiang Si?"

"Ah."

He tidied up the table, then pulled out a stool and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I'm back to see you, Mom."

The old man tried to sit up, but Jiang Si pressed him down.

Lying on her side, she turned her head and reached out her somewhat withered and aged hand to touch him: "It really is Jiang Si, Jiang Si... Son, what's wrong? Haven't you grown taller? Haven't you been eating properly?"

Jiang Si lowered her head, took her hand, and let her touch her face. "I just haven't grown up yet."

"Not grown up yet, that's good, not grown up yet, that's good."

She murmured, touching her son's face, and then tears streamed down her face, "Mom misses you so much, son."

"Ah."

"Why don't you come back to see your mother?"

"In the future."

"From now on, Mom won't be able to see anymore..."

"Yes, we will," Jiang Si said simply. "We will see."

"well……"

The confused old man couldn't understand what he was saying, and just mumbled in agreement.

He started mumbling something Jiang Si couldn't quite understand, his voice growing softer and softer.

Until it turned into snoring.

The old man's physical strength was not good; he seemed tired just from talking.

When his mother drifted off to sleep, he got up and went outside to find a basin and boiled water.

Then we cleaned the old man's body of the filth and changed the sheets.

The elderly person with limited mobility was unable to get out of bed and could not control their excretion.

He remembered his childhood, after his grandfather passed away, his grandmother lived in his house.

Grandma was getting old then, and sometimes she would wet the bed at night if she wasn't careful.

Then, when I got up during the day, I didn't dare to get up. I just covered myself with the blanket, as if I wanted to dry my urine.

At that time, he saw his grandmother clutching the bedding tightly, looking bewildered and timid, and he felt completely lost.

Her mother just smiled and changed her clothes, bedding, and sheets, saying it was okay, and that's how we all grew up.

And so it goes, over and over.

After changing the sheets and blankets, my mother, who had been cleaned and washed, changed into a new set of clothes.

He laid his mother on the bed, covered her with blankets, and quietly looked at her aged, wrinkled face.

Not long ago, I saw my mother as a young woman in my memories, but now she is old and frail.

While his mother was sleeping, he searched the kitchen again and found some rice left. There was no refrigerator in the house, and the vegetables had all gone bad.

So I went out to the store and ordered some vegetables and snacks.

There was a considerable amount of money given as a gift at the funeral, and he took some with him when he left, since he would eventually need the money.

After preparing the hot porridge, along with some snacks and pickled vegetables, I brought it over. My mother was already awake.

"Son, are you still there?"

"I'm here."

Jiang Si sat down next to her again, picked up the porridge, blew on it, and said, "Eat something."

"Mom isn't hungry."

"Eat something even if you're not hungry."

"Oh." The old man, like a child, obediently opened his mouth and ate the hot porridge his son fed him. "You, clean the bed, okay? Don't do these things..."

"smoothly."

"The bed is too dirty."

"good."

As she ate, the mother started crying again, "Mom, I'm sorry."

"Are you getting senile?" Jiang Si frowned. "Eat properly and sleep well."

"Mom thought you might not be able to get up, so she had another child, and that's how your brother came to be..."

"What's the problem?"

"Later, while you were in the hospital, Lu Ya took care of you the whole time, so Mom rarely visited you anymore. She was focused on taking care of your younger brother. Eventually, all her attention was on your brother, and she didn't even know you and Lu Ya had left the hospital..."

Jiang Si didn't know what she was apologizing for, and was just speechless. "Let's eat."