Chapter 49: Parrot's Sorrow

Chapter 49: Parrot's Sorrow

Chapter 49: Parrot's Sorrow
Wen Xishu was very confident in his luck. After all, he had a lucky value this time and threw the biggest crazy dice of 666.

It's a great start, and the momentum shows that it's a game of luck. We will quickly complete the sixth level of the Desire Tower today.

How can we lose with such good luck?
Dice points: 2, 2.

"It seems that you are unlucky. You drink first." Tang Rui tapped the cup lightly with her index finger, looking straight at Wen Xishu.

Wen Xishu was silent.

Well, it’s good to start with a disadvantage, which is in line with my style. I lose first to show weakness, and then kill like crazy.

The wine was poured into the glass, and Wen Xishu saw that the originally wine-red liquid suddenly had a subtle luster.

"It's so beautiful..." Tang Rui couldn't help but say.

It was the first time she saw such a magical reaction. The dull red color actually became bright.

Wen Xishu said softly:
"After I finish drinking, you can ask me a question, and I promise to answer the truth."

Tang Rui said "oh", the truth didn't seem to have any meaning, but playing with this stranger who suddenly showed up might be interesting.

There seemed to be something about Wen Xishu that made her feel like she was a kindred spirit.

“Is happiness telling the truth?”

"It depends on who you are talking to. If you are talking to me, you might get an unprecedented surprise." Wen Xishu said seriously.

Tang Rui just thought the other party was talking nonsense and did not realize that this was a huge turning point in her fate.

Wen Xishu drank the wine in the glass directly.

[You drink the wine affected by the wine glass. From this moment on, you will absolutely tell the truth to any questions asked by the other person holding the wine glass.]

This is the first hint, and originally all the hints, which also means that the function of the truth or dare wine glass has begun to take effect.

But what’s interesting is that Wen Xishu received a second prompt.

[Under the effect of Weird Sequence 99: Mixed Feelings, the Truth or Noble Wine Glass began to change slightly. The other person holding the wine glass will gain an additional truth-listening experience.]

Wen Xishu was a little surprised.

Strange Sequence 99: Mixed emotions, there is indeed a strange sequence hidden in Tang Rui's body.

The only difference is that Jack mutated one day, but Tang Rui gradually awakened. At least at this moment, Tang Rui's sequence can resonate slightly with her own sequence.

On the other side, Tang Rui did not receive any prompts. These prompts could only be seen by the people in the bunker who held the black watch.

However, Tang Rui did feel the magical power of the wine glass.

She had a feeling that no matter how sensitive the topic she asked, no matter how secret it was, the other party would tell the truth.

This is dangerous because the effect may be the same for herself, but it is very attractive to her.

Truth or dare, once someone drinks, the other person will automatically be influenced by the glass and participate in the game.

"Do you... have a girl you like?"

This is a very clichéd truth or false question, but it is also suitable as a warm-up question. Tang Rui thought about asking something more private next.

"No." Wen Xishu answered decisively.

He loved this kind of question, which only required a yes or no answer.

But at this time, Tang Rui actually saw some scenes.

The city in the picture is a place that Tang Rui feels somewhat familiar and yet somewhat unfamiliar with. It is like Jiangcheng, but not like Jiangcheng.

The scene of the city flashed by only for a moment, and the next moment there was fire all around. A child of about twelve or thirteen was standing outside the fire, holding an undialed phone and talking to himself.

"Just love yourself, don't be deceived by them again, and don't trust anyone easily. Do what you like and experience all the novelty and excitement of this world."

After saying these words, the child dialed the number to call the police.

Tang Rui vaguely guessed that the child was the person drinking with her. She looked at the child's back and felt inexplicably lonely.

She suddenly had the urge to continue asking questions, so much so that she neglected to ask what the wine glass was about.

"You have experienced..."

"Shut up, this is the second question. Let's roll the dice first." Wen Xishu interrupted Tang Rui.

Wen Xishu could also feel what Tang Rui saw just now.

He realized the danger of the wine glass, but in this way, he could rely on the wine glass to obtain all the information.

However, Wen Xishu’s happiness did not last long.

Because the points are 1, 5. Adding up to six points, it means it's his turn to drink again.

"I'm lucky, you..."

Tang Rui suddenly stopped talking. She seemed to have become smarter and realized that she shouldn't ask such a big and general question because the other party could answer it roughly.

So she changed the question:
"Has anyone ever loved you in the past?"

Wen Xishu shook his head:
"nobody."

His expression changed from calm and composed to serious, or he didn't know what expression to use, so he could only remain expressionless, looking very serious.

Tang Rui hesitated to speak. She already knew the rules of the wine glass, which was to only tell the truth. This man sincerely believed that he had never been loved.

But the scene she saw was so heartwarming.

That was the happiness she had always dreamed of.

"Xiaoshu, Xiaoshu, look quickly, what is this? This is the RGO handheld game console that your mom bought for you. Are you happy?"

The woman's face seemed to be covered by fog, but one could still see that she had a very bright smile.

There are more heartwarming scenes like this one.

"Xiaoshu, Xiaoshu, I'm sorry to bother you at school, but today's lunch is delicious. I wish you a happy birthday. Let's go to the playground together after school."

Although the woman's sunny smile was obscured by the mist, Tang Rui still felt very moved.

Because she had begged for such a scene countless times.

The woman in the picture stood at the door of the classroom, waving at the boy in front of the teacher and classmates, holding a heart-shaped lunch box that you can only see in anime.

It turns out that even when their children are busy with schoolwork, there are parents who remember their children's birthdays.

Tang Rui was puzzled. With a mother like this, why did she say that she had never been loved?
She was already a little drunk and didn't bother to ask about the secret of the wine glass:

"Go on."

The points are 4, 4, still an even number.

Wen Xishu now realized the seriousness of the problem. If the number was an even number again, he would have to find a way to change the game.

Tang Rui had never experienced such truth before. It was as novel as if she had experienced someone else's life.

Wen Xishu's memories made her fascinated and envious:

"Then... have you ever felt happy at a certain moment?"

She asked similar questions because she wanted to see more similar scenes.

Absolutely not.

Wen Xishu wanted to say this, but he couldn't say it. The truth cup could only tell the truth. At this moment, what he said was:
“There was.”

Tang Rui saw this scene.

"Son, come here. You are about to leave us to go to middle school, which means you are growing up. From now on, Dad will set your level to level one. Do you still remember the games we played together?" The face of the man was also covered by fog.

He held the child in his arms tenderly, and gently pricked the child's face with his beard. Although the man's face was covered with mist, Tang Rui felt...

The look in that man's eyes must have been very gentle. This was the fatherly love she had never felt before. Throughout her life, her father had been a silent accomplice.

"I remember." said the boy.

"Very good, you have to keep upgrading, you know? All the questions in the new school are monsters, you have to learn knowledge, improve your level, and defeat the monsters. When you go out into the society in the future, there will be more monsters waiting for you to challenge." The man patted the child's back gently.

"You will become a man who can stand on your own in our family."

The little boy said:
"Are the teachers and classmates also monsters?"

"They are not. They are high-level NPCs. As long as Xiaoshu can master the knowledge, they will help Xiaoshu. They will follow you, just like when you are strong enough in the game, people will keep wanting to join your team."

"What about mom and dad? Are they also high-level NPCs?" the boy asked.

The man shook his head:

"To others, mom and dad are very powerful NPCs, but no matter whether you will be rich or poor in the future, no matter whether you will have a promising future..."

"We have been on your team since the moment you were born, and that will never change."

Tang Rui actually shed tears. She cried silently. In the past twenty years, if she had had a conversation like this with her parents once... perhaps her life would have been different.

"continue."

Wen Xishu's voice had become somewhat cold, and those bad memories surfaced, causing his mood to change quietly.

Fortunately, this time... the points finally became odd numbers. 4, 5.

The points are nine.

Tang Rui was very straightforward. She raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp. She knew that many of her secrets would be exposed.

"Just ask."

"Something unfortunate happened in your past. When the music in the music box sounded, what did the man with the greasy voice do to you?"

Wen Xishu's first question was like an arrow that pierced Tang Rui directly.

Tang Rui's hands were shaking.

Although her first reaction should be to question Wen Xishu why he knew all this, when those memories came back, her brain buzzed and she became panicked.

Wen Xishu knew that this question would most likely cause the other party to fall into extreme emotions.

This is indeed the case.

[No, don’t do that, I don’t want to answer, I don’t want to answer…]

He saw Tang Rui's mental comments. But the truth-telling cup forced Tang Rui to tell the truth:

"I was abused by that person..."

The words were brief. It was as if Wen Xishu was unwilling to tell the truth in delicate words. But Tang Rui's strange sequence of mixed feelings greatly supplemented the words. Those unbearable past events came flooding back.

"Who do you think we cooked this table of food for?"

“Who do you think we work so hard to earn money for?”

"Who do you think we are begging others to let you enter a prestigious school for?"

"You're not happy? What's the point of being happy now? You have to work hard! You have to work hard! Have you seen the mocking faces of other families? Have you seen it? I'm so embarrassed! Do you know what place the children of your age got in the exam?"

"You have to work hard! Work hard! I have found the best teacher in Jiangcheng. He said that no matter how dumb you are, he can make you a top student!"

"Don't cry, don't cry! You feel tired, but we feel tired too! Do you know how hard the work is? We are so tired, but it's all for you!"

"We are all doing this for your own good!"

Every sentence was a scene, and when the girl talked about being abused, all the sounds overlapped, all the pictures piled up, filling every corner of Wen Xishu's sight.

So much so that Wen Xishu's ears were frequently filled with the ending sounds of "for whom", "for whom", and "for whom".

What he saw was a child who was not very good at studying, but under the high pressure from his parents, he forced himself to study with a huge sense of guilt.

The memory continues——

"Then I'll trouble you, Professor Yan. You can educate the child however you want, you can beat him or scold him, as long as he can win the award!"

The woman smiled at a fat man. The man also smiled and looked at the girl next to him:
"Don't worry, look at her, she's like a beautiful little bird. She will stay with me and fly high."

[Stop! Stop now! ]

Tang Rui's mental barrage appeared, but the effect of the truth or dare wine glass was too intense.

Wen Xishu saw the scenes constantly changing, and saw the fat man's slap land on the girl's face.

"How come you can't even answer such a simple question? Are you mentally retarded?"

"You know, if you're too stupid, your parents will abandon you. If you want to get back to them, you can only win the prize!"

"The certificates you receive in your studies are the contract that your parents love you! Children without certificates don't deserve their parents' love at all!"

"Your parents have done so much for you, do you know how difficult it is?"

Every word from the fat man was like a heavy hammer hitting the girl's spine.

"I'm sorry... I will definitely study hard and make my parents love me."

No wonder...

Wen Xishu suddenly understood. No wonder this girl was so obsessed with the illusory past in her memory.

The sentence "From the moment you were born, we have been in your team and that will never change", whether true or false, is what the girl once longed for.

Wen Xishu seemed to understand what kind of family the girl lived in.

But he still underestimated Tang Rui's experience.

"Hello, Xiaorui's mother. Your child has won the seventh place in the math competition. This is an incredible achievement. I spent a lot of time on it. I sent the certificate. Did you receive it?"

"Thank you, thank you so much, got it, got it! You are so awesome, my husband and I are so proud of you!"

"Don't thank me yet. She really doesn't want to study at all. She is so resistant to studying that I can't teach her anymore. She even slandered me, saying that I did something to hurt children. Hey, in order to avoid studying, she is making up all kinds of nonsense now. How could I do such a thing!"

But the woman's voice on the other end of the phone became stern:

"This is such a shameless thing. Professor Yan, you have to take it easy. Don't be so mean to a child. You are such a respected person. As long as she can win the award, we will only be grateful to you! Don't worry, we absolutely trust you and we will help you clarify it!"

The phone hangs up.

When the fat man passed the microphone to the girl's ear and she heard the busy tone after hanging up...

The man's smile was greasy and disgusting.

boom!
The scenes suddenly broke apart. It turned out that Tang Rui, who was already in tears, slammed the truth wine glass hard on the table!
"Come again! Drink! Don't leave until you're drunk!"

Wen Xishu nodded calmly:
"Okay, continue."

He himself did not notice the lack of joking in his tone.

Wen Xishu is a person who has experienced misfortunes himself and bears a huge sin even after traveling through time. He always has a joking attitude when facing the misfortunes of others.

But this time, he put away the joking and teasing.

The dice hit the dice cup. Under the influence of alcohol, Tang Rui began to get drunk.

When it comes to tearing open a wound, I naturally resist it at first because it hurts. But once the pain comes, I seem to feel a kind of pleasure in destroying myself.

Counting, six, three. Nine o'clock. Wen Xishu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Rui didn't waste any words. She picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. It was very refreshing.

"Just ask!"

Wen Xishu said:
"Second thing. Tell me about a second thing that you think would make you feel just as bad as this one."

It's another sharp question.

The delicate nails made a cracking sound because they pressed too hard on the table. Tang Rui was angry at first, but then she felt helpless:

"I had a dream when I was a student, but it was destroyed. I used to... really like singing."

The singer in the bar was still singing a slow tune, and his voice was very pleasant to hear.

"My voice used to be much better than those bar singers."

Wen Xishu suddenly remembered what Ji Boda had said -

She loves to sing. Although her voice is not very good, Wen Renjing still invited her to sing together in the open-air park, which attracted many tourists to applaud.

Now it seems that Tang Rui's voice was not bad from the beginning.

"But my parents made it so that I can never sing again."

"I am a good girl who must study hard and pass the civil service exam." Tang Rui almost gritted her teeth as she said these words.

The hatred in those eyes has not dissipated to this day.

If there is anything that can be compared to the devastation of childhood experiences, it is probably the shattered dreams of teenage years.

With mixed emotions, Wen Xishu once again saw Tang Rui's past.

"Look, Mr. Tang, what nonsense is your daughter writing in her diary!"

"Her academic performance has declined because of this! She won a certificate of honor when she was in junior high school!"

"Now! She is so ignorant and uneducated that why would she play music? Look at her grades!"

"Why learn to sing? Is that something a decent person should do? Look at Xiaolei next door. He is just unlearned and unskilled. Why does he want to play football? Does that give him extra points in the college entrance examination?"

"You are not allowed to learn this! If you continue to learn this, I will send you to Teacher Yan!"

A series of memories came flooding back.

Tang Rui was told to keep a diary to develop a good habit since she was a child, and she always did it obediently because she really wanted her parents to love her.

She has always tried to do everything she can to please her parents.

The same is true for keeping a diary.

But she didn't know that her parents didn't ask her to write a diary in order to improve her writing skills, but just to know... what she did in school every day.

When a child's recent grades plummet, parents will check the diary to find out why.

Wen Xishu laughed silently.

He also wrote a diary, but it was completely different from Tang Rui's. It was a completely different experience.

But he suddenly felt that he and Tang Rui were so similar.

The effect of the Truth or Dad game has not ended yet, because the greatest pain has not yet occurred.

Although she was forced to give up music by her parents, the girl in my memory never really compromised.

She would still sing quietly in her spare time, and hum her favorite songs when she was bored.

Until one morning, she woke up as usual and tried to say something, when she felt a sharp pain in her throat.

The original ethereal feeling was gone, replaced by a disgusting hoarseness, and her vocal cords were vibrating like rusty metal rubbing against each other.

In just a moment, mist appeared in the girl's eyes.

Silence hit her like a tide, coating her soul with a layer of salt.

The sound of tears staining the dust was so loud that the tears in the girl's eyes began to drip down in big drops.

The man and the woman stood opposite the girl, like two dark walls or two silent stone statues.

"Be good, Mom is doing this for your own good. Don't worry, the medicine will only hurt your throat, not your brain. Just study hard, get into a good university, and find a good job in the future. Our neighbors will be so jealous of us!"

"What's the point of girls learning those things? It's better to find a good job and marry into a good family in the future."

"Don't cry! Why are you crying? It's just that you can't sing!"

"What do you mean I control your life? I gave birth to you. Do you know how hard it was for me to be pregnant with you? Do you know who I do all this for?"

"Go study! Otherwise I'll send you to Teacher Yan!"

The three words "Teacher Yan" seemed to be the deepest fear in the girl's heart. She once wrote that memory in her diary.

But one day, the diary was torn up. She didn't know who tore it up, and she searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it.

But after that, when she tried to resist her parents' arrangements, her parents would say: If you don't listen, we will send you to Teacher Yan.

It was like a spell, making Tang Rui, as a girl, more and more like a parrot.

The parrot had looked at the Children's Palace in Jiangcheng many times, where there were many children happily drawing, singing and dancing.

But she couldn't go in, even though it was not far away. Perhaps the birds there were chirping, filling the air with the scent of the forest.

And she is a parrot.

If a parrot cannot make bird sounds, it is not a good parrot. A good parrot should mimic the sounds of others. It should say what the owner says...

　(Don't panic, there is still a big chapter, two chapters are close to 43 words, but let me make a patch to prevent reports, because Chapter 19 was reported not long ago, and part of the content was cut out during the review. The tone of today's chapter is more serious. The material for the story creation is that in , a friend who teaches musical instruments in Sichuan told her about her experience, about how she was hurt by her tutor when she was a student. Coincidentally, just this summer, another friend who I have known for many years and often eat with me suddenly chatted with me late at night because he was urged to get married by his parents, but did not want to have close contact with the opposite sex, so he came to me to confide. As a result, a similar thing happened in junior high school. This incident really shocked me for a long time because it happened around me.

　　In fact, there was a chapter in the book that hinted at Tang Rui’s age when this happened, and then it was reported by readers, and finally that part of the content was cut out due to review.

　　But all weird stories are far less horrible than reality, and the distortion of the Desire Tower is much more exaggerated than the Weird Tower. If you don't write about it, does it mean that these things don't happen in reality? It's not the key to write about it or not, the key is the author's attitude towards these things, just resisting them. So, please be merciful, I really don't want the story to be cut off and affect the readers' impression.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)