Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 250 The fake world

However, before he could take two steps, the two quarreling classmates suddenly seemed to sense something and looked at Lin Feng at the same time. At that moment, Lin Feng saw a scene that made him shudder.

The angry expressions on their faces vanished instantly, as if wiped away by an invisible hand. In their place were two faces filled with smiles, so exaggerated that their mouths stretched almost to their ears. Their eyes held an indescribable strangeness, and they simultaneously greeted Lin Feng warmly.

Lin Feng's body trembled violently, his eyes widening as if he had witnessed something utterly terrifying. His heartbeat quickened, and a deep sense of unease and shock washed over him. He wondered, "What the hell is going on? How could they suddenly become like this?" Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: "Is this all fake?" Once this thought occurred to him, it quickly took root and sprouted in his heart like a seed.

Lin Feng's eyes turned cold and angry. He no longer hesitated and strode towards the two students. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step seemed to be a challenge to this false world.

Lin Feng walked up to the two men without hesitation. He raised his right hand and, with all his strength, slapped the thin student across the face. A crisp "smack!" echoed through the quiet classroom building. The thin student's face was knocked to the side, and his body swayed slightly, but the smile on his face remained, only becoming even more eerie.

Lin Feng didn't stop. He immediately raised his left hand and slapped the tall student in the face with the same force. "Pa!" This slap was even louder, like Lin Feng's roar at this illusory world. The tall student was also hit and his body was tilted, but like the thin student, he still had that creepy smile on his face.

After being beaten, the skinny student touched his face, his movements like a meaningless performance. His eyes didn't hold a trace of anger or dissatisfaction. Instead, he said to Lin Feng with a flattering expression, "Lin Feng, haven't you recovered yet? Why are you so impulsive? If you're feeling unwell, you must rest more."

Gao Da also nodded quickly, his eyes flashing with mechanical concern, and he echoed, "Yes, Lin Feng, it's not good for you to do this. If your body hasn't recovered yet, don't run around. If something happens outside, we will be worried."

Lin Feng looked at their fake expressions, his heart filled with disgust and anger. His lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing. He knew that it was useless to reason with these fake people. He glared at them fiercely and turned away. His back seemed somewhat lonely and resolute. He decided to leave this place full of lies and find the truth in his heart.

On his way out of the schoolyard, Lin Feng saw many people. There were students hurrying along with their backpacks, teachers strolling slowly with lesson plans, and staff cleaning the campus. Upon seeing Lin Feng, they all smiled at him and greeted him warmly. But to Lin Feng, these smiles were like masks painted on their faces, lifeless.

His eyes were cold and empty, and he ignored all the greetings. He kept repeating in his mind: "This is all fake, there's no need to pay too much attention." He quickened his pace, just wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.

As his pace quickened, the surrounding scenery receded. Images of his parents began to emerge in his mind, the warmest presence in his heart. Although he knew this world might be fake, he couldn't help but want to return to that simple but loving home.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Lin Feng finally arrived at his familiar home. It was a small, somewhat shabby-looking bungalow, the paint peeling off the walls, revealing the gray bricks within. The roof tiles were uneven, and in some places, a few small, unknown grasses grew. The fence in the yard was also crooked, as if a strong wind could blow it down. But in Lin Feng's eyes, this home held an indescribable sense of intimacy.

He pushed open the shabby wooden door, which made a creaking sound. In the yard, a few chickens were pecking at rice grains on the ground. After hearing the sound, they just glanced at Lin Feng lazily and then continued to pecking.

Walking into the house, Lin Feng saw his mother, Li Yurong, busy at work. She had her back to the door, tidying up things on the table. Her figure looked a little frail, but filled with a warm energy.

Hearing the door open, Li Yurong turned around. When she saw Lin Feng, her eyes were immediately filled with surprise. A bright smile spread across her face, and that smile was like the warm sun on a winter day, dispelling the haze in Lin Feng's heart. She put down her things and walked quickly to Lin Feng.

Li Yurong's eyes were full of concern. She looked Lin Feng up and down and asked gently, "Feng'er, are you doing well in school? Are you being bullied?" She stretched out her hands, wanting to hold Lin Feng's hand, but was a little hesitant, as if she was afraid of disturbing Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at his mother, a mixture of emotions welling up in his heart. He said nothing, tears welling up in his eyes. His lips trembled slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say but didn't know where to begin. Suddenly, like a lost child who had found support, he threw himself into Li Yurong's arms.

He hugged Li Yurong tightly, wrapping his arms around her tightly, as if he wanted to merge himself into his mother's body. His face was pressed against his mother's shoulder, and tears flowed uncontrollably, wetting Li Yurong's clothes.

Li Yurong was startled by Lin Feng's actions. Her body stiffened slightly, but she quickly relaxed. She gently stroked Lin Feng's back, just like when she coaxed him to sleep as a child. Her voice was filled with tenderness and concern as she softly soothed him, "Feng'er, what's wrong? Did someone bully you? Tell me, and I'll take care of it for you."

Lin Feng remained silent, hugging his mother tighter. In this false world, his mother's embrace was the only real thing he could feel. His mind recounted every moment he had spent with his parents, and those warm memories flooded back like a tide.

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