"Time Leaves Traces" turns the camera to a man in his twenties.
He looked emaciated and was lying on the computer desk, typing frantically on the keyboard.
Blood stains were faintly visible on the fingertips.
"Time Has Traces" cried, "Master, this is my son."
"Don't be impatient, sister. Speak slowly."
Xiao Yiju tried to comfort her.
"Time Leaves Traces" only started to tell the story after he calmed down.
It turned out that this man was her son, named Fang Zhixue.
Her husband died in a car accident seven years ago, and she raised her son with great difficulty.
To send him to school.
The suffering involved is beyond words for outsiders.
It was not easy for me to graduate from university.
But there was no job to be found anywhere.
I had to deliver takeout to make a living.
But it’s not easy to be a courier these days.
Fang Zhixue worked very hard but only earned 5,000 to 6,000 yuan a month.
Sometimes the points are not paid off and more money is deducted in a month, so I can only get three or four thousand.
Fang Zhixue has always been a sensible child.
He knew it was not easy for his mother to raise him alone.
What I don’t want to see even more is my mother secretly working two or three jobs a day just to save money for buying a house and getting married.
So Fang Zhixue started to use every bit of his free time to write online articles.
However, online writing has not been easy to make money in recent years, and the writings I learned are not recognized by readers.
After writing an online article for three or four months, I can only earn a few hundred yuan to buy groceries.
"Time Leaves Traces" Seeing Fang Zhixue's hard work, sometimes he would advise him not to write anymore.
Fang Zhixue always agreed to her promises in person, but secretly wrote novels behind her back.
Originally this was normal.
But starting a month ago, things started to get weird.
Fang Zhixue claims that he has mastered the readers' psychology and can write the most popular novels.
Then he sat in front of the computer every day, writing novels without sleep or food.
At first, I didn’t take the “marks of time” seriously.
But gradually she found that Fang Zhixue was wrong.
He rarely eats, rarely sleeps, and no longer delivers takeout. He just sits in front of the computer typing every day.
Even when his nails were worn off, his fingers were broken and bleeding, he did not stop.
And his temperament became more and more anxious.
Sometimes when "Time Has Traces" tried to persuade him, he would rudely push her away, shouting viciously: "Don't get in my way!"
"I'm going to become a great god, no one can stop me!"
"Time Leaves Traces" initially thought that Fang Zhixue had mental problems and wanted to see a doctor.
But Fang Zhixue refused to cooperate, and "Sui Sui You Heng" went to the hospital to inquire, and found out that a routine check-up in the psychiatric department alone would cost several thousand yuan.
It costs more to get a diagnosis.
I am a little scared of the saying “Time leaves its mark”.
She and her son worked hard for a month but couldn't save much money. All the money was spent on this examination in one day. She felt a little reluctant.
But for the sake of her son, "Years Have Traces" still gritted her teeth and took Fang Zhixue.
After a round of examinations, it turned out that a lot of money had been spent as rumored, but the disease could not be confirmed.
The doctor meant that it would take more rounds of examinations to determine Fang Zhixue’s problem.
"Time leaves its mark" is a sign of both worrying about the money and worrying about the son.
That night, I heard Fang Zhixue roaring like a wild beast while typing.
She was terrified and began to suspect that Fang Zhixue was possessed by some unclean creature.
"Time Leaves Traces" didn't know any master of metaphysics, so when searching online, he saw Xiao Yiju's live broadcast room.
After staying in the live broadcast room for two or three days and becoming convinced that Xiao Yiju was a capable and true master, he sent him rockets to ask for help.
The reason she waited until now was because she saw that no one was brushing tonight, and she could guarantee that this rocket would get the opportunity to ask the master for help.
“Jump, jump, jump!”
When Xiao Yiju saw that it was her turn to speak, she quickly played with the toys and jumped for joy.
Tiao Tiao raised his little face, which scared Xiao Yiju because his face was covered with sweat.
How did playing with a doll make you feel like you were in a sauna?
Xiao Yiju couldn't help but admire Tiao Tiao's dedication.
"Brother Xiaojuhua, please don't make trouble. Yanzi Jiji and brother are getting married in a hurry."
Tiaotiao said as he grabbed the two dolls at hand.
It seems that she mistook these two dolls for Jiang Yan and Xiao Yiju.
Xiao Yiju was stunned. Did Tiao Tiao misunderstand something?
Why do brothers get married for no reason?
But he had no time to think about this now. "Time Has Traces" was already crying over there. If he didn't help her, his reputation would be in jeopardy.
"Tiaotiao, if you don't help your brother, you'll have to pay for the glass you broke last time."
Xiao Yiju used his ultimate move.
"That was smashed by Big Black."
The little dumpling shrank his neck, obviously feeling guilty.
As long as Zhu Zhu doesn't instigate him, Tiao Tiao will still be a good boy.
Xiao Yiju said: "Everything is recorded. Don't try to shirk responsibility. But as long as you help me with the live broadcast, I won't blame you."
Okay, since my brother said so, Tiao Tiao will reluctantly agree to him!
Tiaotiao squeezed the curse.
Zhu Zhu glanced at it reluctantly.
Tiaotiao said, "It's about killing a chicken. This brother was killed."
"What? Tiaotiao, what did you say?"
Xiao Yiju was dumbfounded. What does it mean to kill a chicken?
Could it be that Fang Zhixue goes out to kill chickens every night?
Tiaotiao muttered, "Little Juhua brother is so stupid, it's killing the chicken, not killing the chicken."
Xiao Yiju: ...
Over there, "Traces of Time" was already anxious and asked, "Master, what's going on?"
Xiao Yiju coughed: "He went out to kill at night..."
Suddenly I felt something was wrong and remembered the concept of evil spirits in Feng Shui.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
