I Am Not the Supreme God

　　 Blue Star.

　　 The field of vision fell once again to this familiar place.

　　 Mom is sick.

　　, his father, who was in distress, sent his mother to the mental sanatorium by himself.

"Doctor, my wife's condition has worsened again. She always wakes up in her dreams, saying that she dreamed that her son had left us. What do I need to do to make her feel better?" Father's silver hair on the temples became denser and heavier. His expression was full of grief.

　　 The doctor sighed, and said, "In this case, I suggest staying here for a long time to recuperate. Besides, does she have any other abnormalities?"

　　 Father nodded quickly, and said: "Yes! She occasionally said that she saw two sons, and the one she couldn't see was the real Chuan'er. This made it difficult for me and my son to understand.

　　 So this time, I didn't bring Chuan'er, but brought her in private. Is this hypothesis? "

The doctor did not answer immediately. Frowning picked up the medical records on the table and thought for a while before saying: "According to the assessment, your wife is suffering from a long-term mental weakness, as well as pre-symptoms of schizophrenia. Hypothesis... shouldn't just be manifested. Regarding this matter, it cannot be ruled out. This requires long-term observation to make a conclusion."

　　……

　　 A few days later.

　　 After all, the paper package couldn't keep the fire, and my mother was gone. Under Tang Chuan's questioning, the father knew everything. Afterwards, both father and son were silent and sad.

　　 The doctor called and said that based on the hospital observations over the past few days, the mother’s illness could not be concluded.

　　 So he wanted his father to bring the crux of the problem, that is, Tang Chuan, the only child, to chat with his mother, and the doctor would observe on the other side of the camera.

　　 came to the personal ward of the nursing home.

　　 Tang Chuan cautiously opened the door, and saw his mother who was leaning on the bed with a sad face and staring into the sky with dazzling eyes, with some messy hair.

　　 The pale mother also looked over, softened her gaze as much as possible, waved to Tang Chuan, and said, "Chuan'er, you are here."

　　 Tang Chuan walked forward, holding his mother's cold palm, couldn't help crying, and choked up: "I'm here, mother, you...how can you get better."

　　 Mother smiled faintly, shook her head, and said: "Mom is okay, mom is not sick at all, no one knows better than me."

　　 Tang Chuan put his mother's cold palm on his cheek, and said, "I am your son, mother, I am heartbroken for your illness. It is because of me. If I can, I would rather I never come into this world."

　　 Mom smiled and stroked his face, and said: "Don't be stupid, Mom can feel your pain and love, but..."

　　Speaking of this, my mother looked behind Tang Chuan in a daze, and muttered: "I can't tell the truth from the false..."

　　 Tang Chuan looked behind him suddenly, but only saw the empty white wall.

　　 In a certain dimension, Tang Chuan, who has no substance at all, is also roaring and struggling hysterically.

　　 Mom seemed to feel something, and said in grief: "It's okay, Chuan'er, it's okay..."

　　 How can it be okay.

　　 Tang Chuan's true thinking is constantly distorted, and he is frantically triggering his master godhead.

　　Finally, the Lord Godhead may not want to see, the master's pain flashes a flash of brilliance.

　　 Wow!

　　 Suddenly, Tang Chuan's vision changed from the third person to the first person.

　　 He looked at his palm, and his mother who was at a loss.

　　In an instant.

　　 Mom and Tang Chuan looked at each other, tears streaming down their faces in shock.

　　 stroke each other's cheeks.

The silence speaks.

　　 Mother trembled: "Chuan'er?"

　　 Tang Chuan slightly nodded, holding his mother's palm, and said: "It's me, mother..."

　　 Mom laughed and said, "Look, I said I'm not sick, right? Where did you... go?"

　　 Tang Chuan tears down and said: "A long way away, mother, wait for me, I will be back, you must wait for me."

Mother smiled lightly: "I will, will wait for you forever, don't be too tired, don't worry about me, I'm fine, you... are all my good sons, but I linger and feel that you are lost A certain part, now you are complete."

　　 Mom got up with satisfaction and hugged Tang Chuan.

　　 But Tang Chuan felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred and farther away.

　　 He finally said: "Mom, wait for me, don't cry..."

"do not Cry……"

"wait for me……"

　　 Mom raised her head, as if she saw her own son who was being pulled to an endless distance by some kind of force.

　　 murmured: "Wait for you, as long as there is expectation, I will no longer suffer."

　　 Tang Chuan came back to his senses, not knowing what happened, so he hugged his mother tightly, and said, "Get well soon, mother."

　　 "Silly son, I'm alright."

　　……

　　 suddenly woke up!

　　 Tang Chuan was drenched again, and suddenly sat up from the sofa, his muscles tight.

　　 touched his cheek, already wet with tears.

　　 He murmured: "There won't be such a real and continuous dream..."

　　 Lord God, you will not have false dreams!

　　 Tang Chuan, besides obsessiveness, dreamed of the blue star, he had another "clone himself" to replace himself with filial piety. Since this time, he has never had any dreams!

　　 The godhead suppresses thinking, and there will be no more messy thoughts, which may affect Tang Chuan's will~www.wuxiahere.com~ The dream of the god, blessed by the godhead, has the power to turn falsehood into reality.

　　 In that case...

　　Mom, are you really being tortured by the false and the truth...

　　 Tang Chuan's heart was suddenly turbulent, and he fell into a daze, unable to calm down.

　　 He looked to the side suddenly.

　　 There, Chi Liu was lying on top of a basket of garlic, eating her own dessert.

　　 Just always feel that the garlic created by fantasy weapons has lost its original deliciousness...

Why is this?

　　 is not delicious.

　　 I feel that there is no such thing as the peach-wood sword that is so disastrous that it is delicious and annoying.

　　 This is natural.

　　哧哧As a communication product of the main god, it is impossible for ordinary things to express the emotion of wanting to eat.

　　 The reason why I want to eat the garlic brought by Tang Chuan is probably because the garlic has been baptized by the breath of the main temple, or because it has been watched by the ten main gods collectively, and is contaminated with the breath of the ten main gods.

　　 Chi Liu was worrying, and was suddenly startled by the catastrophe's eyes.

　　 Tang Chuan was a little stunned and said: "Chuck, come here."

　　 Seeing that the disaster is so serious, Chili didn't dare as usual, but suddenly appeared on Tang Chuan's thigh, squirming.

　　 Tang Chuan was silent for a while, and said, "Help me contact Rouqiu."

　　 "Shoo!"

　　 finally used his true attributes, and shook his whole body immediately.

　　 Suddenly, from his body, an obscure syllable above infinite dimensions emanated from an infinite distance:

　　 "I'm not here, please leave a message if you have something...

　　, it’s a disaster, then I’m here, ooh, right away, next, I’ll contact you later~"