Yue Xiaolei lied that the nanny Tan Xian'er gave her pocket money halfway, and he said that Tan Xian'er had gone out on a trip with friends.

For this reason, Yue Xiaolei's parents complained that the nanny Tan Xian'er was extremely irresponsible, and they were ready to complain to the platform about her.

But Yue Xiaolei said that the nanny Tan Xian'er was very good to him, and she was also a friend, so there was no way to invite her.

Yue Feng and his wife saw that Yue Xiaolei was so considerate of others, and they appreciated it very much, so they didn't pursue it.

A few days later, Hua Kenong, a psychiatrist who had not been in contact with Yue Xiaolei's parents for a long time, called, and he made an appointment with Yue Xiaolei's father, Yue Feng, to meet.

When Walknon opened Dr. Warknon's office, there was an old man with gold-rimmed eyes, a long curly gray beard, and a head with curly gray hair.

The old man's eyes were very deep, like two black holes that seemed to be able to devour other people's souls in an instant.

"Mr. Yue, this is my friend Lin Yawei, he is an expert in the study of ancient witchcraft and totems, after I saw the photo you sent me last time, I thought it was related to his research, so I passed it to Lin Yawei, after he saw it, I want to talk to you seriously, can I?" Walknon said kindly

"Absolutely. Yue Feng replied briskly.

"Mr. Yue, what your son painted is an ancient black dream totem text, black dream is the name of a witch clan, this race is mainly concerned with the study of witchcraft, and the witch clan disappeared overnight, wiped out, some people say that they have all become resentful spirits, in short, the text of the black dream witch clan has almost not appeared in this world, I want to ask you, are your ancestors from the black dream witch clan?"

"No, we're not, we're normal people, we don't believe in any witchcraft in this world, and we don't believe in any evil spirits. ”

"I checked a lot of information before I translated these words drawn by your son, and the meaning is very terrible. ”

"What do those words say, and why do they say terrible?"

"The old words painted on the walls say, I'm going to kill you all!"

"No way, my son has always been very sensible, he won't write such cruel words, he must have watched some anime and movie, and he wrote it unconsciously while sleepwalking. ”

"This is impossible, Mr. Yue, the writings of the Black Dream Witch Clan are in this world, except for some of them that I have found and researched by archaeology, no one in the world has ever seen these words, let alone your son is only six years old. ”

"I don't believe your nonsense, my son is normal, there are no ghosts in this world!"

"Have you ever thought that he is no longer the son you used to be, maybe you have forgotten to understand what he is thinking recently, you have forgotten some changes in him now, everything will change, you ignore it, you will not understand the other person! Whether you believe it or not, your current son is very painful, because the evil spirit is fighting against his own mind and soul, he needs the love of your parents at this time, not the usual accusations, has he done a lot of unusual actions recently, or you will not come to the psychiatrist. Lin Yawei looked at Yue Feng with a pair of deep eyes and said intently.

"Alright, that's the end of our conversation, I don't want to listen to your nonsense anymore. Let me explain once again, my son is lovely and normal! He is not the devil!" Yue Feng angrily closed the door and walked out of the Walknong psychological counseling room.

Yue Feng walked down the street, he was extremely disappointed and uncomfortable!

His life was normal!

He didn't want to hear someone say that his son had been overrun by evil spirits and had become evil spirits.

The sun is not very big.

He felt like he was about to be scorched.

After dinner at night, Yue Feng looked at his son, who looked as cute as an angel, and he hugged Yue Xiaolei and kissed him.

"Dad, why do you keep kissing me?"

"I love you, son, madly loved, I love you so much, there is nothing more important in this world than you. ”

"But I think I don't like you sometimes, and I'm even a little afraid of you. ”

"Why?"

"I don't know. ”

"No, Yue Xiaolei, my son, don't be afraid of me in the slightest, I am your father, I will only love you, I will only protect you, I will never hurt you. ”

"What if I do something wrong?"

"I will educate you and influence you, but I will not hurt you. ”

"I don't believe it, because you and your mother have deceived me before, and some of the things you promised have not been done. ”

"Son, there are some things that are to keep you from crying for the time being, not to make you angry, no longer to make you uncomfortable when you have a cold and illness, and to promise you for the time being, that's not a lie, that's love. ”

"No, in my opinion, that's a lie, and I've noticed lately that mom and you seem to be at a distance from me, and I'm not so patient with me. ”

"Son, I'm sorry, Dad will definitely accompany you well in the future and listen to you well. ”

Yue Feng hugged his son tightly again.

"Daddy, you're hurting me, okay, I believe you, I'm sure you'll always love me, let's play a game of kickball. ”

"No, Dad still has work to do, you can play by yourself first and rest early, and you will go to school tomorrow. ”

Yue Xiaolei was ruthlessly rejected, his beautiful big eyes kept watching his father go to another room, he was very disappointed, he found that his parents were paying less and less attention to him, and less and less time was spent playing with him, it seemed that his active games would always make his parents feel tired quickly.

He felt lonely, lonely.

At this time, the demon began to talk to him, and had a lot of conversations with him.

Gradually, Yue Xiaolei began to talk to himself, and he played games with each other with his two hands, which he regarded as two people playing games.

Because adults are always busy! busy!

It seems that as long as he doesn't get sick, the adults are busy with their own business.

It seems that his play is no longer an important thing that adults also need to participate in.

He became his playmate.

In fact, sometimes his father Yue Feng looked at this son who was talking to himself more and more that he was playing with his own hands, and his heart was also uncomfortable, and he also wanted to play with his son, but he seemed to have more than enough heart and not enough strength.

With the heavy pressure of life, the real world requires you to earn money to live, and there are endless jobs in your hands, he always feels that as long as his son is healthy and alive well, his play can be ignored.

Adults always don't understand that the child will grow up before you know it, when you want to go back and play with him.

He also started to run out of time.

He wants to play his own game, he doesn't need adults to play with him.

This is how fate and life are intertwined.

Those who get happiness often cherish what is in front of them.

It's just that very few people can understand.