Chapter 2391

Lin Sanjiu has been in the doomsday world for a long time, and has seen too much absurdity and cruelty, so for a short period of time, her heart tensed up, and she was ready to close her eyes at any time.

But in a normal functioning human society, a pair of respectable, sensible, middle-class parents are going to educate their own child who plays truant... Commonly speaking, of course there will be no cruel punishment beyond imagination.

When she realized this, she and the boy's mansion, Xi Luo, both breathed a sigh of relief.

At noon on weekdays, a small movie theater near a residential area seems to be in a state of half-dream and half-awake; between its heavy eyelids that are slowly opening and closing, the light of the tired movie leaks out.

The few spectators who bought tickets entered the theater, threw themselves into the dark aisle of the movie theater, melted into different projection halls, and became a little wave in the movie theater's sleep.

Fushiro is very familiar with the lonely atmosphere of this theater in the daytime.

The carpet, always damp, might be his age; the ventilation system hums dusty air, and the ghosts of stale popcorn and hot dogs linger stickily in the auditorium.

If "old" had a description, it would be the smell in his nose now.

In the past, every time he walked into the stale atmosphere of the cinema, Fuxiluo would relax in anticipation; today, he didn't know what to wait for--today is Tuesday, after being caught playing truant, why wasn't he arrested? Sent back to school, but back to the theater?

"Is this what you were looking at just now," said the father in a deep voice. "..."Legend of the Illusory Sea"?"

It wasn't a movie that kids couldn't watch; Fuciello knew that his mistake was simply skipping school and going to the movies instead.

However, his father's reaction was like a huge and unreasonable mystery. He tried desperately to decipher it, but he still felt that his feet could not touch the ground. Usually, his father rarely spends time at home; today, since he was called home by his mother from the company Well, his father hadn't looked at Fu Xiluo once, and even the ridicule and scolding fell on his head in the air.

"Do you think these places outside of school are interesting?" My father sneered and said, "Okay, what's the work pressure, what's the perfect attendance bonus, no matter how hard your mother and I work, you don't see it in your eyes. Then I'll go all out and ask for a day off, and your mother doesn't have to do anything else, we'll take you through all these places."

When his father handed over the money to the window and bought three tickets, Fushiro's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't even understand why.

He had been looking forward to "Legend of the Fantasy Sea" for a long time, but when he was sitting between his parents and his face was illuminated by the light of the broadcast, Fu Xiluo was at a loss as to whether he was happy or nervous.

"It's ridiculous,"

Just a few minutes into the movie, my father spoke.

"A young man who has just graduated from college and hasn't found a job yet. Do you think he can live in a clean and well-equipped house like the one in the movie? The trick to show the protagonist's lack of money is to ask him to choose a cheap one for lunch. Sandwich package? Tell you, if it were my tenant who owed a week's rent, I would take someone to the door to change the lock and throw all his things out. Do you think that in this society, no matter how incompetent everyone is The protagonist who is favored by the heavens? I have no skills, who are you? You are nothing."

There were only the three of them in the entire auditorium, and a couple in the far front row; even if my father spoke in a normal volume, no one would stop him.

"Only by studying and being admitted to a good university can a person become a useful person. Then you put aside your business and watch this kind of third-rate movie? Do you think it looks good? Of course you think it looks good. The more you use it, the more dull your brain becomes. , even if you are a little clever, you will be washed as an idiot, and an idiot thinks everything is good."

The mother glanced at him disapprovingly, and the father seemed to have lost his word, snorted, and made amends and said: "Of course, you are my son, you are not so stupid."

The protagonist, who works part-time at the pier, got on a mysterious ship by accident and entered a sea area that was not on the map. His father smiled.

"Let me see who the screenwriter is... Ha, this person majored in screenwriting. No wonder he doesn't know anything about society. He just learns how to make things up. Is there an area in the world that hasn't been discovered by humans? Magic? You knew magic in the world when you were eleven years old? I haven’t seen magic since I was forty-three, show me one.”

Although he was only wearing a thin shirt, Fushiro was burning all over; he couldn't even pay attention to the progress of the movie, because no matter what the plot was, his first reaction was to worry about his father's comments—he Turning his head, he glanced at his mother as if asking for help.

"This movie is really boring," my mother said with a cold face. "Only people who have achieved nothing in real life will choose to get pleasure from this kind of daydream."

Fushiro clenched his hands tightly together and lowered his eyelashes.

"Look, the movie wasn't even filmed at sea," the father took out his phone, and put the search results in front of Fushiro's eyes, blocking part of the screen. "The storm created by computer special effects...you know it's fake? Since you know it's fake, why are you willing to be deceived? Don't you think you're ridiculous?"

He took back his phone and said, "You don't even know how to make computer special effects of a storm, and you still think it's good if you don't study."

Fuciiro doesn't even remember much about the ending, though he keeps trying to keep his eyes on the screen, hoping that the film's storyline will wash over his parents' voices.

When the movie finally ended, he couldn't stand up for a while-it seemed that it took a lot of strength to stand up, and he had to gather his energy to do such a difficult and extraordinary task.

"Tell me," his mother didn't urge him, she stood in the aisle and asked, "Why do you spend your time on such meaningless things?"

The only two other audience members in the theater looked back at Fu Xiluo several times when they walked out from the aisle.

Fu Xiluo didn't say a word, hoping they would go faster.

"What did your mother ask you?" His father pushed his shoulder.

"Because I want to go to that kind of world!" Fu Xiluo raised his head abruptly, his voice trembling slightly due to the shock of emotions that he couldn't even tell. "I don't want to continue living in this family anymore, why can't I do what I like and go to the place I like!"

"Ha, I don't want to go to work yet, and I don't want to support you," the father smiled. "Go if you can. I'll wait to see when you can find a sea that is not on the map. You are not a child anymore, I told you You, you are born so you can't do whatever you want, you just have to follow the rules and do whatever you want...Everyone is like this, so just bear with me. If you like it, you haven't even fully developed your brain, what do you like or not?"

Originally, Fu Xiluo thought that the movie was over when it was over, and he could finally leave the theater. But he didn't expect that he was dragged straight into the hall by his father.

"Get your manager," Dad said to the popcorn employee.

"You used to sell tickets to unaccompanied children without permission. What is that like?" When the manager appeared, his voice raised a few degrees, causing the people at the other end of the hall to turn their heads to look at them. The father pulled Fu Xiluo, asked the manager to take a good look at his son's face, and said, "From now on, if you let him watch a movie again, I will definitely hold you accountable!"

The mother seemed to be aware of what he was going to do next, as if she wanted to stop him, and just yelled softly, the father suddenly took out his mobile phone, and with a "click", took a picture of Fu Xiluo's face that he couldn't avoid.

"Show it to your employees," he passed the photo to the manager, saying, "Let them all get to know each other!"

Next, the family of three went to the bookstores, video game halls, and parks that they usually go to in Luoping, Fuxi. Fu Xiluo's face.

"Let's forget about the photos," my mother said softly.

"Why, playing truant is not afraid of losing face, but now he is afraid of losing face?" Father snorted, looked at Fu Xiluo's expression, and hesitated for a while. His mother tried to persuade him a few more times, but he never took out his phone again.

By the time they finally returned home, it was already dark. Even though the three of them were exhausted, the mother still made dinner for Fu Xiluo in strict accordance with the nutritional requirements during the child's development; she and her father just ate a fast food takeaway casually.

Brushing his teeth hastily, Fu Xiluo went back to the room, silently rolled himself into the quilt, and couldn't wait for the day to end.

Mother pushed open the door and asked, "Aren't you asleep? Can I turn on the light?"

Before Fu Xiluo could answer, the lights had already turned on.

He closed his eyes tightly, thinking of his good friends at school, and sometimes complaining to him that he was beaten by his parents; at that time, it sounded like an adult picked up the mop pole and threw it horizontally on the back. It was a terrible thing, but fortunately his mother was ashamed of violence and made it a rule at home never to move a finger of him.

Now Fu Xiluo thinks, it's better to give him a beating, at least it will be over after the beating is over.

"You are a smart kid, and you can do well in elementary school without studying."

Sitting by the bed, his mother took out the book from the cabinet next to his bed and flipped through it one after another. "But you will be going to middle school soon... Do you think you can continue to hang around by relying on your cleverness? Of course, things other than study are important, but they also have to be divided. We will send you to summer camps, seminars, cello Lessons, ski races, overseas study tours... How much did it cost? Did we complain? Because these are all useful things.”

She twirled the corner of the book with her fingertips, flicked it up and down a few times, and asked, "But what's the use of this? A child found the way to the magic world in the closet... What did you gain after reading it? Nothing, It’s useless. For these things, don’t go to school, are you stupid? You are such a smart child, of course you know that these are all fake, and there is no other world at all.”

Fu Xiluo originally made up his mind not to say a word, but now he said in a strange way: "Yes."

"No," my mother said coldly, "if yes, where is it?"

"I don't know," whispered Fusiro, "but there is."

"You don't even know, how can you be sure?"

He couldn't answer for a moment, and his mother snorted through her nose, a way of laughing with pity after victory.

"Think about it carefully, what is meaningful," she patted Fu Xiluo on the shoulder, got up and left, and took the book away.

Fu Xiluo lay in the dark, looking at the starry sky outside the window for a long time.

He had already completed part of his junior high school classes ahead of time, and he knew that there was no alien society beyond the sky full of stars, and even on the other side of the bright starlight, maybe even the celestial body at the beginning did not exist.

He didn't even remember the content of "Legend of the Fantasy Sea". Now that he thinks about it, it seems really meaningless to watch it. If you don't read it, it seems meaningless to take some lessons that you have already learned, but you can never finish and never use.

...My parents are probably right about one thing. There is no mysterious sea in the world that has not been discovered by humans.

There is always a faint, pet store-like smell in my study... This is the main activity place of my two cats. The cat food and water bowls are all in the study. I wonder if someone vomited in some corner. But no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find the source of the stench... I really wanted to tear down the house.

PS: Looking at it this way, Fu Xiluo turned out to be from Yazhou (bushi