Chapter 1 It's a decadent time for teenagers

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Nanjun City, in the speed Internet cafe.

"Fuck!"

whispered curse, Chen Mo, sitting in front of the computer, tapping the keyboard and showing a helpless expression on the LCD screen. His face is fair and his facial features are beautiful, but there is a trace of paleness in his face, which looks slightly weaker, and his gorgeous red hair adds a little contradictory publicity.

"Xiao Mo, don't be excited. It's just a game." Before he finished speaking, one person came in, took off his hat, and showed a clean face. He was about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, and did not turn on the computer. He just took out a cigarette and acted lukewarmly, showing a slightly lazy temperament.

Chen Mo saw the person coming clearly, and then stood up and sighed, "What are you doing here? Don't you need to manage the things in the hotel?"

The man rolled his eyes and made a grimace: "Can't I come to see you!" I know you will play games here..." Although he answered like this, his eyes subconsciously looked at the computer screen twice.

"What else can I do? I have nothing but games. Chen Mo looked at the clock hanging on the wall and found that it was still early. Then he took out two Zou Baba cigarettes from his pocket: "Come on, don't think the smoke is bad. This is my whole body."

"Thank you. I'll get you a good cigarette some other day." The man took it with a quick smile, but there was a little more bleak smell in his eyes. He stood at the computer desk with Chen Mo and pumped up very simply. He held the cigarette given to him by Chen Mo with two white fingers. The two stood together with different temperaments, which showed the unique diffuse atmosphere of a man of his age.

Chen Mo didn't talk much to him. He took a sip of the remaining half of the cigarette butt. His stiff and numb face was covered with a layer of inexplicable vicissitudes under the yellow light. He took a deep breath, looked up and spit out a winding smoke ring. He silently returned to the computer and began to play drumming.

The man looked at Chen Mo without saying anything, and his eyes were slightly disappointed. After thinking about it, he still took the initiative to say, "Hey, Xiaomo, the hotel business has been bad recently. If you are free, come and help your brother. I believe that if our brothers work together, this career will definitely prosper.

Chen Mo listened, thought for a moment, and shook his head calmly: "No, I still like my current life. I appreciate your kindness."

"Don't do this! Do you want to live on your father's subsidy for the rest of your life? You really can't fall like this anymore." The young man looked at Chen Mo expectantly.

"Maybe, this is also good for me. Everyone always has their own way of living." Chen Mo didn't seem to want to say more on this issue. He just answered a simple sentence and bowed his head to play the game.

Today is the weekend, but for Chen Mo, no matter what day it is, it will not be affected by people like him. By 9:30, the business of the Internet cafe is getting better, and the seats are almost full of people.

More than 80% of the guests are students who look very immature. These people are from 15 to 25 years old. Internet cafes are a black Internet cafe. It is rare for students who can play games on weekends. They come here early to struggle.

Seeing such a scene, the young man was not surprised and sighed - many of these students came for Chen Mo.

Since Chen Mo came to this Internet cafe, he has been very proficient in playing any games. Soon, the students in the surrounding schools knew that there was a man who was very good at playing games in the Internet cafe.

Chen Mo is thin and weak, with a pale and beautiful face, but he never likes to talk too much. He also rarely smiles and always looks indifferent. But it makes some younger players look like gods. Men like him are like hackers or killers on TV. It is the most admired role of those childish students these times.

Since he came here to play games, the proportion of students in the Internet cafe has increased. Whether it is at noon in the morning or at night, Chen Mo, who sits in front of the computer, always has a few players playing games around him. Some students also vowed to worship Chen Mo as a teacher and want to play games well. What's more, the little girl who has lost her formality and reservedness and really stepped into the society before she walked out of the ivory tower, she simply wanted to dedicate herself to be his game and a real woman.

What a bunch of brain-damaged people! There is no other intention but to play games. It seems hopeless!

I don't know why, the more the young man looked at these students today, the more upset he became. When he saw two boys who were not more than 16 years old, he wanted Chen Mo to take them to brush the boss in a game, and there was a trace of sadness in his heart.

The young man extinguished the cigarette butt and looked at the two boys standing on the side in front of him. Seeing that Chen Mo was going to agree to the request, he deliberately smiled: "You two should go home obediently today, so that I don't call the juvenile supervision center. It's not good for my parents to get it, right?"

“............”

The two looked at the computer screen helplessly, thinking that they were scared by the man's words, and then quickly ran out of the Internet cafe.

Chen Mo's movements kept tapping on the keyboard like a cramp, and his face has been as calm as water. Even if the battle situation is a little more intense, his expression is so faint. Of course, in the eyes of those players, this is the performance of "professional".

Of course, he is very clear about what the man said, and it is not the first time it has happened.

- These Chen Mo are used to it.

He knew that the man was just angry. In fact, Chen Mo is very grateful for what he has done for him.

Chu Yanan... Why do you insist on doing this for me?

Chen Mo also smiled bitterly in his heart.

There are always some people in this world who live in pain. It's so bitter that they can't say it's really bitter.

But Chen Mo doesn't care - he is used to pain or numbness, especially after that happened three years ago.

Chen Mo is 20 years old this year. He once dreamed of becoming an engineer, but he has never realized it.

Speaking of which, a 20-year-old young man like him should still be in college at this time, and he should also have a job to make a living.

But in fact, this is not the case. My parents are ordinary workers in a nearby state-owned enterprise... Although the family is not very good, it is enough in Nanjun City.

Because of the nature of work, Chen Mo's parents are not at home all year round. The mother sometimes tries to squeeze out time to see him, but the father doesn't smile all year round, and occasionally sees that this son's eyes are more disgusted.

Therefore, Chen Mo has been in a boarding school since he was a child, and his long-term life has been a little more indifferent to his father. He has been used to living independently since he was a child - if he is bullied at school, he will recover some interest by gritting his teeth and desperately. Gradually, people don't get close to him. When it comes to high school, there will be less contact with his classmates, and there is another lonely figure on the campus.

Until one day when he was at school, he saw several of his parents' colleagues in the factory hurried to the school and took him back.

Then he got the bad news that he couldn't imagine: his father became a work accident because of a mistake, and his mother was killed in the accident.

After the incident, it was identified as an accident. The company not only compensated a pension, but also because his father had such an abnormal mood. It was specially approved to subsidize some living expenses every month, but his father never went to work again until a long time later.

After the family used the pension to handle his mother's funeral, Chen Mo became more and more lonely. Even if he didn't say a word to his father, there was no financial source at home, so Chen Mo dropped out of school and was idle at home. Every time he took some of the living expenses given by his father and went to the Internet cafe without saying a word.

Chen Mo has been used to living independently since he was a child, and his endurance is surprisingly strong, but after the incident, he has become more and more silent and does not like to talk.

When he is young, he has a keen awareness that his peers do not have. Something happened strangely. Chen Mo didn't believe the result at all - with this suspicion, Chen Mo looked at his father with a little more resentment.

The only thing that makes Chen Mo sigh is Chu Yanan, who used to live in the community and has been close to him. Now he is already a son of a rich family in his twenties. The family made a fortune and squeezed into the ranks of the rich in an instant. The industry bought by his hands is now quite large. The so-called hotel is the most profitable project in their family. When his family is in trouble, this friend is reluctant to give up with Chen Mo and tries everything he can to help. He got out of the predicament, but Chen Mo resolutely refused his help, but insisted on the so-called self-depravity, which was enough to move him.

Because when he was a child, his father told him that if he did not break out in silence, he would die in silence.

Although the relationship between his father and Chen Mo was not deep, and even said that both of them were a little hostile to each other, he still firmly remembered this.

Outbreak? Death? Perhaps Chen Mo chose to die slowly, which is meaningless to him.

......

"Hey, Chen Mo, in fact, I'm here today to tell you a piece of news..." After a long time, Chu Yanan seemed to have stepped into the topic of today's arrival and said with fundraising.

"Message? What news? If it could be worse than what it is now, I think I will be very happy." Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and turned around and walked into the stage. I randomly found a disposable plastic cup to drink water.

"Chen Mo..." Chu Yanan called him and still stood at the computer desk looking at him, squinting, as if he had made a big choice - "There are some things I hope you can accept." After saying that, his voice was a little low: "Your father died today and died in a car accident. The accident survey confirmed that it was a traffic accident. There is no news about the vehicle that caused the accident."

Chen Mo was stunned, and Chu Yanan's voice was a little heavier and said, "Don't continue like this. Everything will pass. I hope... I hope you can cheer up."

"...Thank you, I mean the news." Chen Mo's expression was a little unnatural.

The action in his hand obviously hesitated a lot, and he simply ignored the game. Obviously, the news of Chu Yanan touched his emotions a lot.

He thought for a moment and looked at the man in front of him.

Chu Yanan patted him on the shoulder: "If there is no place to go, come and help me. I will always stand beside you." Seeing Chen Mo's struggling expression, he quickly added, "Let him go through the past, your father... After all, he is your father."

After saying that, he said softly in a comforting tone, "That thing may not be what you think. Who can guarantee that there will be no accident?"

Chen Mo raised his eyelids, had a little more expression on his face, pulled out a smile, and smiled sincerely: "Thank you, Yanan, you'd better go back. I'm used to this kind of life."

Looking at Chu Yanan's eyes with a trace of concern, how can he not understand what this friend has been thinking for many years?

He sighed in his heart, but finally he was embarrassed to tell him the original plan: with hatred for his father, he planned to commit suicide in a month, and a month later it was his 21st birthday. He was not ready to continue to investigate the truth of the matter. Now when he heard the news given by Chu Yanan, his heart changed a little more.

...Well, can everything be relieved? Die early and live early, Yanan, I'm sorry.

Chu Yanan looked very disappointed. After raising her eyelids, she didn't continue to say anything. She walked out of the Internet cafe with a little loneliness. After five minutes, Chen Mo also went out of the Internet cafe and returned home alone.

The house looks a little simple. The only electrical appliance that looks better is a TV bought five years ago. The rest are either smashed or sold by him as a temporary network fee.

Hesitant for a moment, took a simple shower, and then fell asleep.

............

At about six o'clock in the evening, Chen Mo gradually woke up. At this time, the sky outside had darkened, and the room seemed a little dizzy

Dark, he didn't plan to turn on the light. It lasted until about 11 o'clock, and Chen Mo still looked out of the window numbly in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound on the phone at home. Who would call at this late hour? With a doubt, Chen Mo connected the phone

"Is it Chen Mo?" The voice of a strange woman is a little embarrassing.

It seems that there is a lot of noise around the person talking on the other end of the phone.

Chen Mo didn't think much about it. If he dialed the wrong number, he would hang up immediately.

"...Yes." Chen Mo replied.

"I'm your aunt. I hugged you when I was a child. Do you remember?"

"Aunt? What aunt?" Chen Mo was a little confused and had not contacted these relatives for many years.

"You must be Chen Mo, right? Isn't your father Chen Chuhe? The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be very nervous and a little anxious.

"You're right, but what can I do for you?"

At this point, the voice of the opposite side obviously hesitated, "Since it's all right. It doesn't matter... Are you at home now? ... Did your father die suddenly today!"

"That's right..."

"Well... Your aunt's family wants to buy a house, but she can't raise money for a while... If your father has condolences to compensate, can you lend it to your aunt first? Don't worry, we will definitely add more interest." The other party stopped talking and waited for Chen Mo's reply.

Chen Mo frowned together, and his face looked very ugly. Borrow money? Interest? Why do I still have such cold-blooded relatives? Thinking about it, Chen Mo hung up the phone.

"What kind of world will this be? What is the meaning of my life? Why do you let me survive until now? Why did you bring me to this world? Why do you live? Why?" Chen Mo's hysterical cry, standing at the top of his residential building, broke out his anger for the first time for 20 years. Compared with the time when he was in the Internet cafe, he may be the real himself at this time, and there is only the unspeakable pain...

But when Chen Mo vented his despair, his eyes quietly changed. If he could see his face, he might be surprised to find that his eyes were permeated with a strange red, first white eyes, and then his pupils, from light red to black and red. This sadness is more than the death of the heart. This red, only the dim moonlight has witnessed its arrival...

Chen Mo got up early and entered the bathroom as usual, but when he washed his face, he was surprised to find that his pupils were red and the whites were also light red. This was not a red eye disease, but his first reaction.

This...

What the hell is going on? Why did my eyes look like this?

What the hell happened!

After a period of adaptation, Chen Mo still calmed down well, and then thought that he would die soon.

Then he also let go of the scruples in his heart.

Let's have breakfast first...