When she came back from there, Chen Meng was in an extremely low mood and locked up in the room and couldn't come out.

The second master put the child to sleep, and when he pushed the door, he saw Chen Meng leaning against the window and looking at the stars.

The truth of the sentence of two lives was finally found out, but why is life still so heavy, the second master went over and gently hugged her shoulder, Chen Meng looked at the stars in the sky and said to herself.

"When I was a child, I thought that when people died, they would become stars in the sky and then guard their relatives on earth."

"Hmm."

"Sometimes it's really tiring to live, but it's not easy to die, and there are always endless troubles to solve."

The second master pulled her shoulders, and sure enough, he saw two lines of tears on her face.

"Don't blame yourself, it's none of your business."

"I'm not completely innocent in the whole incident, when I'm floating, I want to divide right and wrong, I want to divide the good guys and bad guys into two teams, but when I come back, I find that some accounts don't understand."

Chen Meng was very confused.

She once felt that the second master was not a good person, but it turned out that only the second master was sincere to her.

She felt that the most innocent person in the world was herself, but she felt more and more that she was not so innocent.

These things are entangled, it's really like seeing flowers in a fog, and you can't tell the truth from the fake.

"Even if she doesn't meet you, that kind of personality is a high-risk personality that is prone to disease, and the death of those children has nothing to do with you." The second master is one-size-fits-all, and he can't see his wife sad.

Chen Meng shook his head painfully.

"If I had caught her abnormality earlier, maybe it wouldn't have been, and if I had cared a little more about her, she wouldn't have been so painful."

"According to Murphy's Law, if this thing is going to happen eventually, then no matter how unlikely it is, it will still happen, and even if you don't have it, there will still be other reasons to trigger her to get sick."

The second master coaxed Chen Meng, but Chen Meng's heart was still heavy.

This matter can't be rushed, Chen Meng must always be given a time to adapt, and the trauma in his heart always needs a long recovery.

In order to prevent Chen Meng from drilling the horns, the second master comforted her "deeply" and made her fall asleep.

But Chen Meng still didn't sleep well.

She dreamed of her childhood, back to those carefree, to be precise, heartless years.

Chen Meng has not had a normal growth environment since he was a child, but his naturally optimistic personality should be to turn the environment of wind and frost into a wind and snow.

In the dream, in that empty clearing, Chen Meng saw himself who was not yet ten years old climbing trees and picking elms with Chen Huan and Yu Dabao to eat.

She and Yu Dabao were naughty, they both went up the tree, Chen Huan was only 3 or 4 years old at that time, she was timid and didn't dare to move, so she waited under the tree.

Dreaming is a very magical feeling, there will be a God's perspective, Chen Meng's consciousness is floating in the sky watching all this, looking at the three children, Chen Meng is obviously very relieved but sad, if life is only as first seen, if time is frozen at that time, how good it would be, if her little sister has not grown up, will there be those disasters later.

But dreams can't be shouted, Chen Meng can only watch his young self, struggle to climb to the height of the elm tree, and try to break the branch with his little hand that has the most elm money, the little hand is too short and always out of reach, the center of gravity is unstable and accidentally falls, a scream but not pain, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of particularly good-looking black eyes.

Chen Meng watched himself fall from his dream and pressed a good-looking little brother...

Is it Dabao?

No, Dabao is still laughing at her on the tree, so who is she pressing...