Chapter 1151: Chen Shu

Chen Shu's past

Cheng Shi could not be sure whether the "meeting" in Ji Yue's mouth was a probe or a sequela left by fighting with the 【Memory】 believer Zhao Xishi.

He only knew that if the other really found her memory, the one who would die socially would definitely be himself.

Of course, it also included the other three Fire-Spreaders present at the time.

Thinking of that talk about becoming a god in the void at that time, Cheng Shi felt his scalp numb and his toes curling, although he was indeed on the road to becoming a god, but who would want to look back at dark history?

So he didn't want to stay for a second longer. Taking advantage of the night not yet ending, he prepared to go back to investigate the secret of the statue. He had already made some discoveries and hoped to find the answer he wanted before dawn.

However, heaven did not fulfill wishes. Although Cheng Shi had deliberately avoided the direction Chen Shu "ejected" out, he still saw that familiar bald head after turning a street corner.

The bald head reflecting the moonlight was so bright, just like a faded red light, telling Cheng Shi that this place was forbidden.

Cheng Shi's eyelids jumped, and he turned to leave.

But Chen Shu did not block him, just stood in place, looking up at the night sky, his eyes flickering, and his voice low:

"That's how Grandma left..."

"?"

Grandma?

Just this one sentence, Cheng Shi's body that had just turned around stopped stiffly in place, his ears like gossip radar, standing up in a second.

He didn't leave.

Chen Shu didn't look at Cheng Shi. He touched his head, looked at the galaxy from afar, as if pulled by some emotion, and fell into memories.

"I was a stutterer since I was a child, despised since birth.

They didn't like me, so they threw me to Grandma and took my flawless sister to live in another place."

Hearing this, Cheng Shi was stunned, thinking to himself, so Chen Shu really has a sister?

"Grandma..."

Chen Shu said this, suddenly smiled, but there were too many emotions mixed in this smile, and Cheng Shi couldn't sort it out for a while.

"... not a good person. She was sharp-tongued, mean, petty, and vengeful, just like the villainous old lady in TV dramas.

But no matter how outsiders looked at her, she was always the only righteous character in my life.

Whether it was neighbors, classmates and teachers, or villagers and passersby, they all mocked and bullied me. Whenever they hit or scolded me, only Grandma would stand up and help me scold them back one by one.

She held my hand to smash those people's doors, stood at the door and pointed at each family's lintel to curse loudly, every sentence not repeating, and when she cursed in a hurry, even I would be affected.

She cursed me for having no tongue, why I didn't dare to curse back like her.

I wanted to, but I couldn't curse, and couldn't learn.

She was a very powerful person, knowing everything about every family's mess. Whichever family she cursed would become the talk and laughingstock of everyone in the village for the next few days.

Later, everyone couldn't afford to offend her, so they gradually weren't so bad to me.

But I had been inferior since I was small, couldn't lift my head when talking to people, and was less and less willing to speak.

She scolded me every day for having no backbone, but when others laughed at me for having no backbone, she would chase them with a broom.

But this chase caused a problem.

One time, she ran too fast and fell, collapsing at her own door.

By the time I came back from school, she had been lying there for several hours.

Several hours...

Although my home wasn't by the street, it wasn't in a deep alley either. So many people came and went, yet not one was willing to help her up, help her a bit.

By the time I rushed back, she was already dying.

At that time, I wanted to call a doctor, and Grandma stopped me like that.

She said: It's too late.

She knew she was going to face retribution, and she wasn't afraid of retribution, just afraid that no one would help me curse people in the future.

I wanted to carry her to the clinic, but she didn't want to, saying she had just cursed others yesterday and didn't want to suffer that anger.

On her deathbed, she cursed me one more time: saying I wouldn't know how to attract dislike, what would I do in the future.

I cried bitterly, only feeling that everyone in this village was a murderer, wanting to kill them all.

Grandma saw through my thoughts, grabbed my hand tightly and said:

'There are still many good people in the world, it's just that good people are not here...'

After saying this, she left.

I carried Grandma into the house, cried for a day and a night, cried until I fainted in the room, and was awakened by hunger again.

And when I woke up lying on Grandma, I found that I didn't stutter anymore.

Grandma left me what she was most 'proud' of.

I naturally know what bad luck is, but besides this, I don't know how to face the malice of this world.

Because she only taught me this much."

The sound of tears dripping sounded in the silent night.

Cheng Shi turned to look at Chen Shu with mixed feelings, pursed his lips, and didn't know what to say.

He didn't know why a heart-to-heart session suddenly came, and didn't know that Chen Shu's past was so difficult.

Sure enough, everyone has their own bumps, no matter how unlucky, there are memories that cannot be let go.

Cheng Shi sighed. He knew that a sentence from Ji Yue today had evoked Chen Shu's memories, but this sadness was too heavy right now, so he thought about jumping out of this topic, not letting this sad emotion continue.

So he pointed to the tears under Chen Shu's feet, smiled with a complex expression: "Is this also gasoline?"

Chen Shu wiped his face clean and nodded heavily:

"Still brother-in-law who understands me!

Did your family teach you like this too?"

"..."

"On how to destroy the atmosphere in one second and successfully make others feel that you are unlucky."

Cheng Shi was really laughed in anger. He pointed at Chen Shu, but didn't curse in the end.

Always feeling that after hearing Chen Shu's story, cursing him a bit makes one feel a bit sorry?

Broken, wouldn't this be the plan in the heart of this 【Silence】 believer?

Can this also be hit!?

Cheng Shi's face changed several times, but finally sighed and said:

"Accumulate some mouth virtue, Chen Shu, for your Grandma."

"But my Grandma didn't accumulate mouth virtue."

"..."

If I pay attention to you again, I'm a fool.

Cheng Shi's face turned black, and he turned and left.

Chen Shu didn't stop him, just touched his head thoughtfully after Cheng Shi walked far away:

"Why didn't it work?

It was clearly quite useful for Qin Xin and Li Jingming."

Saying this, he squatted down, took out a match and struck it, then lit the drop of "tear" under his feet.

Watching the small flame rise by his feet, Chen Shu's tone was strange:

"Grandma, your tricks aren't always useful.

Sigh, still have to realize, still have to practice."

Seeing the flame lose fuel and slowly extinguish, Chen Shu stood up and walked toward where Ji Yue was. He walked while looking up at the sky, looking at the brightest star in the night sky, and smiled:

"There is little good and much evil in the world, who says death is not a relief." ===== CHAPTER 1152 =====