Ye Cai Ping's incarnation in the parallel world

  When Ye Cai grasped the mouse and clicked the right button on the folder "Urban Hero", her pupils contracted, her eyes suddenly deepened, as if after a brief process, she saw a picture full of passion, heroism, and grandeur in another world.

  ……

  ……

  "Cough...cough..."

  Under the crimson sky, on a battlefield shrouded in smoke and flames, beneath a fragmented wall with charred marks, leaned over a dozen disheveled yet handsome young men. Their trembling, pitch-black hands grasped various firearms, their bodies wrapped in bandages blackened by gunpowder, most of them listless, plunged into despair.

  The enemy army was just behind the broken wall, with titanium alloy tanks, all-intelligent combat robots, close-fighting robot spiders, and radar machine dogs. Endless, a vast expanse of silver waves, covering the horizon, rolling over the ruins along the way, advancing with a terrifying momentum that could destroy everything in its path.

  At this time, in front of the broken wall that symbolized the last line of defense, a pile of rubble suddenly rose slightly. Seeing this scene, the injured brothers were shocked, staring at the black and damaged pile of rubble without blinking. After a while, only one pale hand came out from it, grasped at the air twice, and then pressed against the ground full of rubble. The brothers saw this, and in their dull and lifeless eyes, tears of excitement gradually welled up.

  At the same time, a pale hand slowly emerged from the rubble, pulling out a man's upper body. With several loud crashes, the debris rolled down, and the man walked out of the rubble with his head bowed, his eyes hidden under his hair, looking like a walking corpse, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

  Like this, under the stunned gaze of more than a dozen brothers, the man stood with his head down on the spot, and gradually, white gas streams similar to hot air rose from his body surface, and his body also gradually turned golden.

  "Cheers!!!"

  He suddenly raised his head, rolling up a cloud of dust and smoke, and disappeared in an instant. When he looked again, he was already in the high sky, holding a fighting posture, with white airflow surging on his body. His face was calm, looking down at the countless mechanical army below.

  At this time, the army of machines had already discovered his figure, and billions of artillery pieces and gun muzzles adjusted in an instant, all aiming at him. Gradually, the artillery pieces and gun muzzles began to compress energy, until a scene similar to light points shrinking appeared in front of the gun muzzle, looking far away, like a colorful horizon.

  But he remained unmoved, his long hair dancing in the wind. Suddenly, he raised his right fist high, his voice thundering, "Brothers and sisters, let's fight side by side!"

  "Oh oh oh oh oh!!" The onlookers started shouting loudly again, with their shoulders hunched and backs arched.

  Huh?

  Something doesn't feel right...

  The old mother narrowed her eyes and gazed at Ye Cai with a look of disdain, lightly pushing her forehead.

  "What are you thinking about? Hmm?"

  Damn it, next, I should go with those robots to fight. Those damned robots dare to invade the earth, how can they destroy the happiness of all humanity...

  Ye Cai rubbed his forehead, which was pushed by his mother, as if thinking to himself - Brothers, let's go together, for all humanity.

  She gritted her teeth and revealed a face that had abandoned its life with hatred.

  Bang!

  "Oh no!"

  Holding the lump on his head, Ye Cai crouched down with tears streaming down his face.

  Seeing her like this, Ye Xiao Xiao pursed her lips and lowered her head, unable to help but smile; Old Mother hugged her arms around her chest, sighing and shaking her head.

  Taking this opportunity, Mom grasped the mouse and clicked on "Heroes", selected "Delete"...

  When Ye Cai was rubbing his temples and standing up with a cold sweat, he saw his mother holding the mouse and opening the "Recycle Bin", suddenly panicked, shouting: "Don't, don't delete!"

  With a "ding", the prompt popped up, and Mom clicked confirm. The "Hero" folder in the recycle bin disappeared. Shrugging her shoulders, Mom turned around, feeling refreshed and exhilarated, wanting to tease Ye Cai, but was taken aback by Ye Cai's bewildered eyes, twitching mouth, and unnatural smile. Meeting her awkward gaze, Ye Cai softly said "oh", lowered his head, and muttered in a low tone: "Thank you..."

  Ye Xiao quickly ran over, shaking Ye Cai's arm and anxiously said: "Don't don't don't don't, don't be stubborn by yourself, Mom is also doing it for your own good..."

  Ye Cai shrugged her shoulders, under the awkward and worried gaze of Old Mom and Ye Xiao Xiao. She lifted her face, with a faint smile, saying: "It's okay, delete it then, I indeed wrote it wrong, but it doesn't matter, in the future, I will write well..."

  As she spoke, she walked slowly forward, making a gesture as if to sit down in the computer chair. Her mother and Ye Xiaoqian hastily made way for her. After sitting down, she looked down with a low gaze, forcing a exaggerated smile on her face, lightly grasping the mouse, reopening a document, then, seemingly oblivious to everything else, began clacking away at the keyboard.

  “

  Under the last rays of the setting sun, in a desolate corner of the street, next to a pile of garbage filled with acidic smells, a young man in tattered clothes crouched. The youth's expression was hidden under the dark and messy long hair, the sunset couldn't shine on him, he hid in the shadows, his eyes between his hair were dull and indifferent, just like two mirrors reflecting the passing figures...

  The old lady withdrew her gaze, glanced at Ye Xiaoxiao, and showed an awkward and guilty expression. Ye Xiaoxiao slightly shrugged, pushed the old lady out of the room with a gentle gesture, and quietly closed the door.

  Meng Meng shook her bird-like head in the direction of no one and shouted "Bastard!"

  It was as if Ye Cai, wearing a milky white dress and two over-knee black stockings on her long legs, had a boy in a black stand-up collar windbreaker appear beside her computer desk at some point. His face was indifferent, but his deep and dark eyes would leave an indelible mark on anyone who glanced at him.

  ……

  Ye Xiao Xiao and her mother walked down the stairs together, the atmosphere was a bit oppressive and heavy. Ye Xiao Xiao pouted and said to her mother with a sideways glance: "Mom, you shouldn't have done that earlier, my sister is too sensitive..."

  The old mother's eyes drooped in shame, she sighed, shook her head helplessly, and after a moment of contemplation, went downstairs. Suddenly, she turned around and said to Ye Xiaoxiao: "Come with me, let's discuss this properly. I'm worried about your brother's mental state..."

  Ye Xiang followed her mother into the room, and the two sat down on the cold and lonely bed. Her mother raised her eyes and asked: "What do you think? Can't just let it go, can we? I read that article of hers, it's probably a reflection of her state of mind..."

  She rolled her eyes, let out a stifled sigh, and listlessly raised her gaze, saying: "What else can we do? Let her be happy, but she's writing now. If we go disturb her, she'll definitely..."

  The mother and daughter pair both looked away, then let out a sigh at the same time. Before long, the old lady frowned and complained: "This is all your father's fault. Why did he have to be a policeman? Tsk!"

  "Mm—" Ye Xiao Xiao gently shook her head, unable to express the depth of her loss.

  ……

  At dinner time, the atmosphere was awkward and dull. Ye Cai kept his head down and never took the initiative to look at anyone. Occasionally, he would catch a glimpse of his sister's and mother's gazes, and then he would raise his face to respond with a dry smile.

  Mom put down her chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Xiao Cai, what's the plan for developing the plot from here on?"

  Ye Xiao slowed down his eating speed and looked at Ye Cai with a curious gaze, watching him quietly eat.

  "It's about killing people and making money, but it's a bit cruel..."

  She shrugged, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, smiled faintly at her sister and mother, turned around and went away, silently washing the dishes like a lonely child who had placed herself on the edge of the family.

  The old mother and Ye Xiaoxiao exchanged a glance, then shook their heads, the situation had developed to this point, they could only pray silently in their hearts that Ye Cai's mental state would improve.

  Second floor.

  Ye Cai smiled quietly at Mengmeng, stroking the beautiful hair crown on the back of little Mengmeng's head, murmuring: "I'm going to write a piece this time, with depth, with ideas..."

  She left a faint smile, took a deep breath, faced the keyboard, adjusted the fragmented pictures in her mind, and started typing.

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  As night was approaching, a young boy with a backpack appeared before the youth. The boy, supporting himself on his knees and slightly bowing, had a bright red face and was panting heavily in the midst of the foul-smelling garbage heap.

  After catching his breath, the little boy curiously looked at the young man who was squatting in front of the garbage heap with a messy shirt and nodded friendly but timidly, sidestepped him, bent down, and used both hands to rummage through the garbage for something.

  After a long time, the little boy became impatient, his lips moving rapidly as he quickly rummaged through the trash bag while repeatedly muttering "Where did it go? Where did it go?"

  "Is this it?"

  The little boy was taken aback, turned around, and saw the dirty young man waving his hand, with a delicate but stained pendant on his palm. The little boy snatched the pendant in an instant, holding it in his hands with a lingering fear and joy, his small body trembling with excitement. After swallowing hard, he hastily put the pendant around his neck, then covered it with a red scarf, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

  The little boy adjusted the straps of his backpack, and with a happy smile on his face, he ran towards the alley entrance.

  Behind him, the young man squatting on the ground remained motionless, as if he were a wax figure.

  At this time, the little boy suddenly turned his head and stared curiously at the young man. The young man's wooden gaze met him, and the little boy immediately shrank back in fear, gradually relaxing, he nodded timidly and said: "Thank you..."

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