Chi Mu sat in his lonely home, looking at his grandmother's portrait on the cabinet, and couldn't help shedding tears.
From now on, he will never be able to eat his beloved fried rice again.
Staying in the house, Chi Mu only felt endless loneliness. He hated this feeling and he now desperately hoped that there would be someone around him.
After some struggle, Chi Mu put on his coat and planned to go out to buy a bowl of fried rice.
In fact, he could have asked the think tank to deliver it to him, but in order to get some fresh air outside, Chi Mu decided to go out himself.
Chi Mu was walking on the street and was quickly recognized by many people.
But this time, unlike the previous times when Chi Mu went out, no one came up to take a photo with Chi Mu or say hello.
Because everyone in Longguo knows that Chi Mu’s beloved grandmother has passed away, and he now needs to calm down and adjust his mentality.
Chi Mu chose a restaurant that looked pretty good.
"Boss, give me a bowl of egg fried rice."
"Okay, wait a minute!"
The boss was so excited to see Chi Mu coming to his restaurant that he made the most delicious fried rice he had ever made in his life.
After Chi Mu took a few bites, he lost his appetite.
Even though this bowl of egg fried rice was delicious, it didn’t have the flavor of my grandma’s, so it became tasteless.
So Chi Mu put the money on the table and left quietly.
Walking aimlessly on the street, Chi Mu felt that the whole world was gray.
At this time, someone tugged at the corner of Chi Mu's clothes.
"Big brother, this lollipop is for you. I hope you can be happier and not sad."
Chi Mu looked down and saw a little boy who looked only six or seven years old, holding a lollipop in his hand.
"Thank you...
Chi Mu took the lollipop from the little boy in a daze.
He guessed that this should be given to him by the little boy's parents, hoping to give himself some encouragement.
However, Chi Mu is not in the mood to eat sweets now.
After putting the lollipop in his pocket, he crossed the square and walked into the subway station. He planned to go back to sleep.
When I wake up, it’s time to join a new ghost story.
At that time, I would have something to do and would not be immersed in sadness all the time.
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