Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 57: How many tomorrows are there?

"Grandpa Edward loves the painting in the study, but I actually like it too,

But don’t you think,

Does that little boy actually look like you from the back? "

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Su Bai recalled in his mind when he was at the Edward Psychological Institute in London, that loli, no, that **** brain pretending to be loliyin said to him.

She knows herself, because when she retaliated against herself, she said that the amount of pain she endured in the hands of her father back then has to be returned to her as a son.

So, that brain, or she, has a connection with his father, and it has a very deep connection, otherwise the father would not keep the woman's brain active and send it to the Institute of Psychology in London. Research object for decades.

Although Su Bai is very reluctant to admit it, the strange behavior that his parents often made when he was a child, and the wealth that the family was deliberately arranged for him, plus the Edwardian Institute and the bizarre accidents of his parents,

My cheap parents must have some secret back then.

Furthermore...The attitude towards herself when Litchi did not leave. Litchi said it was because her mother had funded an orphanage and Litchi herself was one of them. Su Bai never believed this explanation.

"Hehe, do you want to be so clichéd." Su Bai muttered to himself. At this time, seeing his father’s work appearing in this scroll made Su Bai feel a little bit more embarrassed. I have a lot of urges to continue exploring,

Even, somewhat distracted.

In fact, the investigation of the Edward Institute arranged by Su Bai before entering the story world has already produced results. The abilities of the various senior investigative groups and private investigators, both overtly and secretly, are beyond doubt. After all, you get what you pay for.

Su Bai received the notification after returning to the real world, but the report file has been locked in the safe at home by Su Bai, and Su Bai himself has not opened it.

The reason is simple and even absurd. The difference from the clichés of various bitter TV dramas is that as an orphan, Su Bai’s desire to explore things about his parents is not strong. More, it is an instinct, or a sense of moral restraint.

Since a very young age, Su Bai has become accustomed to sitting alone at a large table and quietly eating a table of exquisite dishes prepared by his servant. This lifestyle...

It lasted for ten years.

Mother pays great attention to etiquette, all kinds of etiquette, she is like an elegant woman living in the Republic of China, like a Lin Huiyin living in the contemporary era.

So, Su Bai was instilled in this kind of etiquette when he was very young, and also developed into this habit. It is not as cumbersome as Western etiquette, but it can be regarded as meticulous.

Every time you eat, there will be two dishes and tableware belonging to your parents on the dinner table.

So, for Su Bai, in those ten years, every meal was a torture for him, especially when his parents left, he was still a child under seven years old, but at that time But he stubbornly kept his parents still living with him like this stupidly.

For ten years, I have to experience this kind of torture every day, the thoughts of my parents, and the various influences of family ethics, flooding the world, the corners of this society, stimulating Su Bai all the time.

Later, after Su Bai decided to leave the old house and go to school on his own, he finally got rid of the prison he set up for himself, but after that, Su Bai suddenly found one thing, that is My character was distorted by myself for ten years.

The long-term depressive environment, the long-term meticulousness, and the long-term suffocating atmosphere inspired a strong rebellious mentality in Su Bai’s heart.

One kind,

The urge to overturn everything,

This, after these ten years, has quietly penetrated into my own bones.

So, my parents, apart from giving them the wealth of food and clothing, they have not fulfilled the responsibilities that belong to their parents. At least in China now, there are really not many parents who are not capable enough to let their children. starve.

Even the wealth that my parents left for me,

Hehe,

One thought ends here,

A thought-provoking smile appeared at the corner of Su Bai's mouth;

Before leaving Qinhuangdao, Qin Yang had said something like that with Su Bai. He was worried that he would make money with the abilities he obtained from the terror broadcast, and he would eventually pay his family back.

So, the reason why Su Bai himself entered this horror broadcast, does it mean that...

"Sir, the plane is about to land, please fasten your seat belt." A stewardess came to Su Bai and said, at the same time, she interrupted Su Bai's thoughts.

"Um, thank you."

After getting off the plane, Su Bai was walking towards the airport parking lot with his backpack, when the phone rang suddenly.

The call reminder is actually Xun'er.

A stone in Su Bai's heart fell, and she came out alive. Yeah, as an experiencer, the chance of surviving was very high, as long as she behaved and not so stupid.

Pressed the answer button, but the other end of the phone remained silent, and Su Bai also remained silent.

About a minute later,

Only the voice came from the other side:

"Su Bai, have you experienced that too?"

Xun'er's voice doesn't contain much emotion, and he can't tell whether he is afraid or panicked now.

"Yeah." Su Bai replied and started beckoning to stop the taxi.

"You don't mean enough." Xun'er said suddenly, "In such a fun place, you didn't tell me before, you were playing secretly."

"If you tell others about this kind of thing, they won't believe it, and you can't tell it if you want to. You will understand it later."

Xun'er’s reaction and emotions were unexpected for Su Bai. At the beginning, the four people formed a murder club. Su Bai was mentally ill and homicidal. Chu Zhao was out of rebellious attitude towards his family. Gu Fan is chasing Xun'er, and Xun'er...

Purely for excitement.

It looks like a woman with a kind of oriental beauty, but she is a military officer stationed abroad, plus a runner who has been on the path to the ultimate pursuit of sensory stimulation.

Maybe, just like myself, the story world of horror broadcasting is a great torture for others, but for myself and for Xun'er, in the real world, there is basically no meaning and meaning to struggle. Necessary, she is money-free. As a woman, Xun'er does not have much aspirations for power and high position.

So, maybe in the terrorist broadcast, you can find another meaning of life.

Xun'er is interesting to herself. Su Bai knows this. However, he has always treated Xun'er with a friend attitude, not because of Gu Fan. In fact, Su Bai is not the kind of pedant man who would push the woman he likes to his buddies for the sake of buddy friendship, but he does not have much feeling for Xun'er to want to be a lover.

"Where are you now?" Xun'er asked.

"Just off the plane, ready to go home."

"May I pick you up?"

"No, I'll take a taxi and go back."

"You are also so strange, you don't look like such a rich person."

"Money is not money. Now it doesn’t make much sense. Okay, I got in the car. You can go straight to my house later. Now you have become a grasshopper on a boat, and you need to communicate. Exchange."

"No, I still have something to do today, tomorrow." Xun'er thought for a while, and refused Su Bai's invitation. He just called Chu Zhao but no one answered him, so he called Chu Zhao's parents and said Chu Zhao went to travel to relax.

Su Bai didn't know that Chu Zhao immediately listened to the horror broadcast after the phone call with him.

"It's up to you." Su Bai hung up, then put one hand on the taxi window.

About twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived at Su Bai's house, got out of the car, Su Bai swiped the entrance guard with the key card, opened the door, and walked in.

The little guy is now auspiciously looking after the next person and having fun on the carpet, Ultraman is on the TV, and the floor is full of toys.

Seeing that Su Bai was back, the little guy was taken aback, then grinned, and crawled over to Su Bai directly.

Su Bai also threw the backpack to Jixiang~IndoMTL.com~ and then took the initiative to walk over, lifting the little guy up and spinning a few times.

Perhaps, the only thing I have nostalgia for now is the fleshy little man in my hand.

"Baba...Baba..."

"Haha, son."

Listening to the little guy calling himself Baba not very standard, Su Bai suddenly remembered one thing, that is, if he continues to enjoy the property left by his parents, will he also bring cause and effect to the little guy?

Jiangsu took Su Bai's backpack and walked to the corner of the living room, but he still looked here from time to time. It was indeed not very reassuring for Su Bai, the father and child.

"Come on, it's time to give you a name." Su Bai carried the little guy on a whim and walked to a cabinet in the living room, where there were some decorative books. Su Bai took down a Xinhua dictionary and put it In front of the little guy, "Flick it yourself."

The little guy bit his own finger, then nodded, and turned his fleshy hand over.

Su Bai saw that the first word on that page was "Zhao", and immediately shook his head. The little guy must have his last name "Su".

The little guy was addicted to flipping, and flipping again, a word "iron" followed by a word "pillar".

Zhao Tiezhu?

Or,

The Cycad Pillar?

Su Bai gave up the idea of ​​letting the little guy continue to look through the dictionary to name himself. If Su Weiguo, Su Jianshe, and Su Bayi came out again, it would be a toothache.

"Forget it, son, wait until tomorrow your dad will take you to the temple to ask for a good name."

Su Bai kissed the little guy's pink cheek, and he hadn't shaved for a long time, and the little guy giggled because of the scum.

But Su Bai suddenly became a little heavy in his heart,

Tomorrow,

How many tomorrows do I have? (To be continued.)