Ark, they don't revolve around you

……

It wasn’t a particularly large neighborhood, and on rainy days, not many people were walking around.

Zhuang Ning walked very slowly. He suddenly felt very strange, even though he had lived here for a long time.

New Year's Day is coming soon. It's a new year. Although this is accidental, it can be regarded as God's will, right? Zhuang Ning thought.

The trees were already bare, and the rain was hitting the umbrella with an especially crisp sound, and each of his steps seemed especially heavy.

Soon, the winter sky darkened and Zhuang Ning stopped in front of the door.

He raised his hand with trembling hands and knocked gently on the door. A sound came from behind the door, a tone that he hadn't heard in a long time.

At this moment, Zhuang Ning's restless heart inexplicably calmed down.

The door was pushed open, and there was a woman's face, full of wrinkles, and the wind and frost left traces on her face.

What should I say at a time like this?

Zhuang Ning originally had a manuscript, and one must not underestimate his eloquence, as that was his livelihood. Even on the way, he had already thought of countless excuses for himself!

But when the words reached my lips, they were stuck again, as if there was a thorn stuck in my throat.

He felt that he was really contradictory. He was clearly very anxious, but his pace was so slow along the way.

At this point, there was only a very low voice:

"mom."

"You..." The woman raised her hand and pointed at Zhuang Ning with trembling hands.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she opened her mouth. The people watching nearby nodded secretly. What would follow was surely a touching reunion scene like in TV dramas.

"——Are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhuang Ning was stunned.

Not only him, but several girls nearby were stunned. The style of the painting was different from what they had imagined.

A bad premonition arose and Zhuang Ning frowned.

Then I saw the woman laughing, laughing so hard that her chest and back were sticking to each other.

"It's just a joke. Who told you not to get any news for half a year? I know it's because of work, but I still want to think you're dead."

The corner of Zhuang Ning's mouth twitched, and he looked like he was laughing: "What's going on?"

"Half a year ago, you sent us a message saying that you needed to go to a very remote place for work and we would not be able to contact you for a while." The woman did not feel any burden at all. "But didn't you call me once before and just said you would be back soon?"

Zhuang Ning was silent.

He was not stupid and he quickly figured out the whole story. The system had already made arrangements for the aftermath before he traveled through time.

Damn it, I thought so much about it... He was a little angry for some reason, but the smile on his face became sincere.

At least his parents weren't too worried.

"Come in." The woman waved. "You're standing outside like an idiot. Don't you feel cold? Well, no, you're wearing too little!"

He stepped lightly into the room, the heating was on...it was like spring here.

"Okay, tell me where you went. Did you teach? But there's signal everywhere now, and you just sent a text message." The woman complained, "I called you, but couldn't get through. If I hadn't checked in regularly, I would have thought you were dead out there."

Zhuang Ning didn't explain and just smiled and let the woman complain.

As she spoke, the woman caught a glimpse of someone outside the door and waved happily, "Xiaoning's friend, come in, come in."

She even poked Zhuang Ning with her hand: "Are you getting it now? Do you want to find a girlfriend?"

Amiya was the first to walk in, feeling a little nervous.

She was struggling with a very realistic problem: she couldn't speak the language. After all, she was still young and didn't have time to learn it.

Zhuang Ning wanted to explain the matter of Amiya's rabbit ears and tail, but his mother was shocked and her first reaction was:

"Foreigner?"

Then he shook his head, looked at the beast with a look, and whispered: "Where did you cheat this? It's too small, isn't it?"

She wasn't surprised by the rabbit ears and looked nonchalant... She probably thought of this as cosplay.

Zhuang Ning remained calm: "It's not what you think."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sui walked in. She was very domineering and immediately intimidated the whole audience.

"I'm years old, and I'm Zhuang Ning's..." She was a little confused and didn't know how to express it.

"Colleague." Zhuang Ning coughed.

"Colleague." Sui repeated expressionlessly.

The woman immediately grabbed Zhuang Ning and said, "Why is there another one? When did you become a scumbag?!"

She looked distressed and glanced at her, expressing her concern: "Looking at her like this, you are not a gigolo, are you..."

"I am too weak in your heart!" Zhuang Ning pulled the corner of his mouth again.

Yes, no wonder I was scared. I guess I had a headache from the beginning!

The last footstep came.

Precious smiled and said, "This is our first meeting. I guess Zhuang Ning didn't mention me, right, Mom?"

The woman was stunned. Given her nature, she should have said that there was another expert out there.

But she was still conquered for a moment by the word "Mom".

But besides being moved, he looked at Zhuang Ning with deep sorrow.

"I think there must be a misunderstanding." Zhuang Ning sighed, and suddenly heard the phone beeping, "Mom, who are you calling?"

"You thief, turn yourself in." The woman said with an expression that said, "I don't have a son like you." "Bigamy is illegal!"

Zhuang Ning held his forehead with his hand: "I've already told you, it's not what you think."

"What's that like?"

how?

Zhuang Ning was stunned for a moment and looked at the faces of several people.

Looking at her son's expression, the woman said, "Police station, let me ask, turning myself in should result in a reduced sentence, right? It's not me, it's my son, I'll bring him in to turn himself in..."

……

……

In the end, although he didn't want to use the devil's damn brainwashing ability, Zhuang Ning still used it shamelessly.

Explain? He is a demon king, what else can he explain? Isn't this the time to use psychic abilities? If you are dissatisfied, you can write to him.

Because Zhuang Ning came back in a hurry, there was no time to prepare a big meal, so the family ended up eating out.

The first meal after returning home is not the one cooked by myself, but eaten out. It’s really... realistic.

But Zhuang Ning hasn't felt so satisfied for a long time.

Sure enough, most of the time, eating is not about what you eat, but who you eat with...

At the dinner table, except for Amiya who suffered from language problems, Sui and Precious were answering his mother's questions.

Although the woman was beating around the bush, the core of the issue was what did my Zhuang Ning do in the past six months and how did he abduct you here.

And after eating and drinking, there is a serious question.

stay.

In the end, due to the shortage of rooms, Zhuang Ning was unsurprisingly forced to sit on the sofa in the living room.

On the first day back home, there was no joy of reunion, but bullying everywhere...

In the darkness, he was completely unaware that the corners of his mouth were always raised.

A chill came over me.

He felt something, his eyes turned cold, and he saw darkness lingering.

"Don't be so standoffish."

Zhuang Ning saw the faceless man, the "observer" who controlled Zhuang Ning's fate, and asked, "Are you happy?"

"Ah."

"Don't worry, I'm here to discuss your job. Before that, I think you should thank me."

"Bah." Zhuang Ning gave him the middle finger.

“Can you consider me as your boss?” Although he had no face, the faceless man’s face twitched. “Forget it, forget it. You said before that you wanted to work from home, so just sign the contract. From now on, you will be responsible for your area. If there is any emergency, you can call me.”

This time, Zhuang Ning signed his name without much hesitation.

"So simple?" asked the Faceless Man in surprise.

"It's hard to find a job." Zhuang Ning lowered his eyes, "Besides, you still kept your promise."

The Faceless Man laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

“I laugh at you for being so understanding… but those people don’t understand you at all.” He stood up and murmured, “Wherever my heart is at peace is my hometown.”

"Congratulations, then, Zhuang Ning."

"Congratulations on coming home."

In the blink of an eye, the darkness dissipated and Zhuang Ning was still sitting on the sofa.

The only difference was that there was another person beside him, holding Zhuang Ning and trembling slightly.

"Pureseth?"

"It's just... I'm a little afraid of being alone." The man who had lived in the evil kingdom for ten thousand years stammered.

"Don't be afraid." Zhuang Ning closed his eyes, "It's all over."

"Ah."

"I will always be with you."

"Ah."

"Go to sleep."

"Ah."

It was past twelve o'clock, and perhaps due to some force majeure, there were no New Year's Eve fireworks.

They closed their eyes and slept in the shadows.

Have no fear, for the sun will rise tomorrow as usual.

(End of the book)

Final remarks

Ah, finished.

At least it's finished.

Although the current status of this book cannot be changed due to the New Year's Day holiday and the editor is still shown as being serialized, it has finally been completed.

I am not a representative of those who write a little and then run away with the money, so I shouldn’t be nailed to the pillar of shame, right?

As a book that is just trying to attract attention, this is the end of it.

I am really grateful to the readers who have read this far. After all, it has come to the end, and there are still people reading this much and accepting my increasingly poor writing. That’s great!

And to my group friends, although I don’t talk much in the group and have always been lurking, I am still very happy to have you.

If I were to give a review, this book is very... very special?

This achievement has nothing to do with my quality. I am self-aware. I don't have enough ability to write about this kind of subject matter in a reasonable way. Most of the time, it's just the subject matter. I basically just ride on the popularity. I have said the so-called incitement many times at the beginning.

Well, there is one thing that I still admire. Ark is indeed a powerful IP. Several months have passed, and we can still see similar themes emerging one after another, just like a continuous torrent of water.

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