Demon Lord 3

Because of the appearance of that dream, I may not have changed my opinion of this person, but my mind is always thinking about all the unfair things that person did to me in the dream. Although I know it is a dream, I don’t have too many bad fantasies about that person, but what happened afterwards also made me feel unprecedented emptiness, that is, the dream really came true. This very clear dream is still fresh in my memory and it has become a reality. Later, our relationship really became bad. Maybe everyone has a premonition. There was another thing before that I remember very clearly. The relationship with a person was not very good to begin with, especially when I saw this person, I still felt a little disgusted. I thought that was it. Well, but I didn't expect that our relationship would become unprecedentedly good. However, it gave me a lot of bad thoughts in the end, that is, the two of us would eventually fall apart. All the good things between us at that time were just a dream, all superficial, and we were just taking advantage of each other. I may understand that all that is not something I can control, nor is it something he can control. Perhaps I also understand that we are not the same kind of people after all. The disgust I felt when we first met may be that my rejection of this person is due to my genetic physiology and my thoughts, and it is not something I can control. But fate is fate after all, and perhaps there are some areas where I can make some changes. That day, I ran into this person again. Our relationship wasn't good, but we were both sitting in the same car. At first, we didn't say a word, but then we both stood up at the same time to give our seats to someone else, forcing us to stand. After we stood up, he glanced at me, and I glanced back. We'd actually glanced at each other several times the entire way, and we weren't just looking down at our phones. But the moment he stood up, I was still moved. We were really close at the time. If I had said sorry first, would the outcome have been different? But then another thought popped into my mind. His expression at the time really resented me. Another thought popped into my mind: If he had apologized first, I would have forgiven him, forgiven everything he'd done before, forgiven all the things he'd just done to me. After all, we used to be friends, and our relationship was pretty good. But then, it seemed like his status had changed. He had more people around him, and maybe he didn't need me anymore. Did he still recognize me? After all this time, had he forgotten me? Maybe he just looked at me like he knew me before, or maybe he couldn't remember my name or what our relationship was! The child in front of me blinked his big, cheesy eyes and looked me over curiously, saying, "Auntie, who are you?" My face suddenly turned pale at the word "Auntie." What did this little brat mean? He called me "Auntie" right away. Was he saying I was old? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glare back and said, "You little brat, do you have any manners? Didn't your parents tell you? When you meet a girl, you should call her sister first. If the girl doesn't like it, call her auntie. Which girl doesn't like it? It's a name that makes me look younger. Now you call me auntie. Am I that old? Do you think I'm about the same age as your mother? Your mother can't be in her thirties or forties. You don't look that young either." The child opposite said aggrievedly, "Sorry, sister, I don't have a mother. I'm all by myself. Don't say that. Next time, I don't want you to call me auntie. Can I call you sister?" After hearing these words, my heart sank. This child is gone now. What category does he or she belong to? An orphan or a left-behind child? Looking at the child, I asked curiously, "What's your name? How old are you? Is there anyone at home?" The child also replied, "My name is Zhou Chen. There are not many people at home. I'm about 7 or 8 years old, but I don't know exactly how old I am." After hearing him say this, my heart also sank. There was no one at home, so what had he experienced before? I didn't ask in detail, but just asked him if he had anywhere to go. He shook his head. I asked him to stay with me and asked him what he wanted to do. He said he didn't want to do anything. After thinking about it, it made sense. After all, this child was not even ten years old and could not do anything.