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Mr. Lucky sat in the living room in silence and watched the happy time of his father and son as children.
But as I remember, happiness is always short-lived.
Father will leave again after giving his son a birthday.
When I was young, I was reluctant to say, "Can you not go … stay for a while and stay for … ten minutes!" "
Father said lovingly, "You just said so. Ten minutes have passed, and the world is in danger. We can’t relax for a moment and forget what you promised me just now. Be strong, honor and be responsible."
When I was young, I whispered, "But you have no honor … They don’t respect you."
My father thought for a moment, "I am honored that the world knows, but the world knows that I don’t care, and I can’t care."
Watch my father leave by car
I waved to my father side by side for two periods.
Looking at crying, Haw was young, and Mr. Lucky gently said, "Me too."
……
Out of this memory
Mr. Lucky came back to the last time he saw his father in his memory.
This day is not a holiday, nor is it my birthday. My father suddenly went home after being away from home all the year round.
"dad! You are back! "
I rushed to hug my father when I was young.
Father’s brow is a little tired and a little guilty. He said, "I miss you. Today I belong to you, not to this world."
When I was young, I sat on my father’s neck and directed my father to go home and asked, "Why didn’t you tell me when you came back suddenly? Did you want to surprise me?"
The father replied, "If it makes you feel good, it is."
When I was young, I was surprised and asked, "But I don’t have a holiday today. If I don’t go to class, will the teacher scold me and your leader won’t scold you?"
"Ha ha"
My father asked me to stand up straight and smiled. "I’ve asked for leave for you. The teacher won’t scold you and no one is qualified to scold me … except you."
"I won’t scold my father!"
"You have this qualification. Our work has come to an end, but we are still short of the last step …"
"Horse you can go home with me every day? ！”
Father smell speech silence for a long time and then tired, "I can rest but …"
"Don’t say I know! But I am very satisfied to see you today. "
"I’m sorry you and I chose the former."
"What does this mean?"
"The truth will die, but you will be lucky when you grow up, but this is what the world and I owe you, and I love you."
"I … I love you, too"
Chapter 279 With a swish ~
Father’s words have said everything.
This is the last time I can remember seeing him.
And when everything was remembered, Mr. Lucky also knew that his father had already died for his righteousness.
After the death of Mr. Truth, he kept the world order.
His will is also a number, gentlemen and the will of the ultra-squad. Everyone is his disciple and everyone lives in his peace-keeping world.
Mr. Lucky also learned a lot from his father’s conversation in his memory.
Except for the mystery that made my father have no clear clue, Mr. Lucky, the mysterious partner, really knew some secrets behind the original intention of the Super Team.
Knowing everything, he finally reached a settlement with his father in memory.
I once blamed the man for being full of address unknown and not having a normal childhood.
But now I know that those words of God and Taoism seem to answer young people, but they are all talking to themselves now.
In a certain memory, Mr. Lucky and his father finally said "I’m leaving. Do you have anything to say to me?"
Father turned around and smiled. "It’s getting late. You should do your own thing. The world will be beautiful because of you, and I can finally rest. I have said for the last time many times that I want to talk to you … I’m sorry I love you."
Mr. Lucky cried without tears, but his heart ached. He said, "I love your father, too, asshole."
Father waved and said, "Go, there is nothing I can do for you. With my strength and will, I can finish what I have failed to do. I will always remember you."
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Sniff ~
Mr. Lucky walked out after hitting the door of the memory retrieval device.
His face is full of tears. Although he can’t shed tears in his memory, his body is already full of tears in reality.
But now he has reached a real reconciliation with his father who was not responsible for himself.
He has no more resentment and has strengthened his belief.
Isn’t it because of this world that my father’s own childhood tragedy is produced? Then I have to correct all this and make everything look like my father and myself.
Raise your hand to signal the distant hyperactive players not to disturb themselves.
Mr. Lucky sat in a wooden chair by the sea, called his mobile phone and clicked on the almost white online log left by his father.
I entered the password left by my father, and the log presented something completely different from my impression.
Many years after my father’s death, I asked programmers to type the encrypted log page of my father, but it was not surprising that everything in it was short of parents.
However, after entering the password to unlock, this page was banned and it also appeared.
There is only one sentence "My son will inherit my strength, I am the truth, and he is the truth".
Mr. Lucky murmured, "Is everything predestined, including my ability to get lucky, my joining the Super Team, and my inheriting his power …
Selfish, you won’t repair and guide our cognition and memory across time, will you? "