After finishing all this, Mo Ran turned off the virtual screen in front of her and relaxed completely on the sofa.
Through the huge glass window in front of me, I could clearly see the fading afterglow in the distance.
As the sun's afterglow began to change from golden to deep red, Mo Ran's thoughts unknowingly sank into the depths of her memory.
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"Hahaha! How about this gift we prepared for you, you aloof guy? How about it?"
"I play with this disgusting stray dog in the neighborhood every day. Aren't I afraid of getting rabies?"
"We're doing this out of pure compassion to help you, so you should thank us properly, hahaha..."
The sounds of laughter and squeaks around her kept penetrating her brain. Mo Ran slowly looked down at the ground, where a stray dog was lying motionless.
Its pale golden fur was stained with bright red blood, and the ground around it was also stained with blood, tiny specks of blood that could be seen everywhere like sesame seeds.
Mo Ran just stared at it quietly, her face as still as water, devoid of any expression.
"Why isn't Ah Huang moving? Is the red stuff blood? Was Ah Hong beaten to death by them? Should I... kill them? Ah Huang... is dead..."
Mo Ran felt an unknown emotion welling up in his heart, which was very strange... and very strange to him.
"Hey! You aloof guy, we're asking you a question! What's with you standing there motionless? Are you ignoring us?!"
The sound behind them suddenly grew louder, accompanied by a series of approaching footsteps.
Mo Ran slowly turned his head, his cold gaze fixed on the group of children. Under the influence of an inexplicable emotion in his heart, he didn't even notice the change in his gaze.
Just as the boy in the lead was about to speak, he saw Mo Ran turn to look at him.
With just one glance, he felt his heart being violently clenched, and a feeling of fear surged within him.
At this moment, Mo Ran's eyes, which were as still as water, revealed an aura that terrified him.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Ran began to walk slowly towards the group.
"Waaaaah... Ahh! What... what are you going to do?!"
"Waaaaah! A ghost...a ghost!"
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Watching the children running away crying, Mo Ran stopped and then focused her gaze on Ah Huang.
"He's dead..."
Mo Ran turned and left, walking towards her own apartment building.
The sun had long since disappeared below the horizon, leaving only its golden afterglow to illuminate the world.
Mo Ran leaned against the window and looked down. She saw a cleaning lady come up to Ah Huang and sweep him into the trash can like garbage.
Mo Ran stared blankly at the horizon until the last ray of sunset completely disappeared.
"Son, come out for dinner!"
Hearing the shouts coming from outside the room, Mo Ran got up and started walking out of the room.
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"Did you all understand? Are there any students who didn't understand? Then I'll explain it again."
"The solution to this problem is to do it like this, then like this, and then like this again. Does everyone understand...?"
All around were the sounds of teachers lecturing and students turning pages and answering questions.
Mo Ran's gaze unconsciously drifted to the window, watching the fading afterglow in the distance, which filled him with a sense of unease.
A figure suddenly entered from behind the door, and the homeroom teacher quickly came to Mo Ran's side.
"Mo Ran, pack your things and come with me right now, quick!"
The anxious-looking homeroom teacher attracted the attention of many students around her, and many eyes even fell on Mo Ran.
Although Mo Ran didn't understand why, she quickly packed her things, put on her backpack, and left the classroom with her homeroom teacher.
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"Drip...drip...drip...drip..."
The ticking of instruments and the pungent smell of disinfectant constantly entered Mo Ran's mind through his senses.
"Wife...wife, you'll be alright. The doctor will definitely cure you. No matter the cost, I'll do everything I can to get you cured."
The father knelt by the bed, holding the mother's left hand tightly in both. This steady middle-aged man was now weeping uncontrollably, his face, etched with the marks of time, filled with pain.
"What will you do if I leave...?"
Mo Ran stood by the bed, watching the scene with a calm expression, but her eyes were filled with struggle.
From that day on, Mo Ran suddenly felt that her home had become so spacious and quiet.
The last rays of sunset faded completely, and the sound from outside the room was no longer heard.
"Son, come out for dinner."
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"Drip...drip...drip..."
The sunset glow shone through the window, casting a golden light on the hospital room.
Mo Ran stood in front of the hospital bed, gazing at it calmly.
An elderly man with white hair lay on the bed, his face etched with deep lines of time.
"My son...you never married...you had no wife...and no children."
"If I...if I leave, what will you...what will you do alone?"
The father on the bed was barely breathing, as if he would leave us completely at any moment.
Mo Ran slowly squatted down and gently lifted the withered and thin arm with both hands.
"Father... I'm doing well, I'll take good care of myself."
As Mo Ran finished speaking, a smile slowly appeared on the father's face, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
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