Zhang Lei had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and he couldn't move if he stayed there.

He suddenly remembered that his name was originally called Chen'er, yes, he was not originally called Zhang Lei, but Xue Ruochen, a somewhat feminine name.

Although he has used this name for a hundred years, the name Zhang Lei has only been used for a short year, if someone suddenly calls "Xue Ruochen" behind his back now, it must take him a long time to react that the other party is calling him, right?

Alas......

He let out a long sigh and flew dejectedly in the direction of his home.

Flame chirped behind him, "Fox, fox, where are you going......?"

It didn't expect Zhang Lei to disappear from its field of vision deafly, making Yan'er jump to his feet with anger.

Zhang Lei...... Zhang...... Who is Zhang Lei......"

Zhang Lei stood in front of the mirror and looked at the fair-skinned and handsome ten-year-old boy in the mirror. This is not Xue Ruochen's face, but Zhang Lei's, but standing here, is it Xue Ruochen? Or Zhang Lei? Who is he? Is it Xue Ruochen who occupies Zhang Lei's body? Or Zhang Lei who holds Xue Ruochen's soul?

He suddenly began to feel frightened, and with a wave of his hand, the mirror became blurred by a cloud of fog, and he could no longer see the figure in front of him.

"Mom...... Mom......"

In her sleep, Zhang Yulan was awakened by a call, and a small figure threw herself into her arms.

"Mom, I'm going to sleep with you. Zhang Lei's eyes were red, as if he had just cried.

Zhang Yulan hurriedly hugged him: "What's wrong Xiaolei? What's wrong with you? Don't be afraid, mom is here." ”

"I just had a nightmare and I'm going to sleep with my mom. Zhang Lei buried his head in his mother's arms, and his body trembled slightly.

Zhang Yulan took him into the bed, let him lie on his pillow, and gently sang lullabies for him while stroking his hair until he fell asleep.

Zhang Yulan stared at Zhang Lei's sleeping little face and sighed with pity.

Maybe it's because he has experienced too much suffering in life, but Xiao Lei's mind seems to be much more mature than children of the same age, this child is too well-behaved and sensible. Especially after a serious illness, his body seems to grow much slower than children of the same age.

He never causes any trouble to adults, and thinks about them everywhere. He never made all the material demands on his mother like children of the same age, but did his best to take on the housework.

Of course, Zhang Yulan is proud to have such a child with excellent grades, noble character, and obedient and well-behaved, but she wants her child to be happy and healthy, which is more important than everything.

"I'm sorry Xiaolei, my mother is always busy with work, and I care too little about you, you are my mother's good baby, my mother's baby...... Mom must make your life happy......"

Zhang Lei felt his mother's kiss fall on his face, and he hugged his mother's arm tightly.

This is my mother, my most important mother, I can do anything for her, I want to be "Zhang Lei", I am Zhang Lei, no one wants to snatch my mother, no matter who it is, who dares to affect my life, I will never give in, I will ......

After getting up the next day, Zhang Lei's eyes were still red, and according to Yan'er's words, he was "more like a fox".

He was in a state of absent-mindedness all day long, wandering in class, walking against trees, and throwing people out of the way with witchcraft when they clashed.

Even his friend Lin Kaikai, who has always been relatively nervous, noticed that something was wrong with him, and followed him and asked again and again: "Zhang Lei, are you sick? What's wrong with you today? Go to the infirmary to see!"

Zhang Lei didn't want to say anything, as soon as the bell rang for school, he rushed out of the school, sent Lin Kaikai away in a few words, and went straight to Zhang Weilin's school.

Zhang Weilin was sitting on the bed yawning. After experiencing that nightmare last night, somehow I became more sleepy, and I woke up after noon.

While cursing the group of unrighteous guys in the same dormitory for not calling him to go to class with him, he thought that he had been absent from class for half a day anyway, so he simply didn't do anything, and climbed back into bed and slept beautifully, until he was so hungry that he "cooed" and didn't get up.

He sat there eating half a bag of instant noodles that he had found after rummaging through the dormitory, while stretching comfortably, but he could make up for the sleep of the past few days.

Did Xiao Lei's talisman work? I slept for a day and didn't have that nightmare again, so taking him to the amusement park this Sunday should be regarded as a reward for him, right?

Zhang Weilin was enjoying himself heartlessly, and at the same time nibbling on dry instant noodles without a bite, his subconscious told himself that this experience of "meeting ghosts" was over.

Zhang Lei, who was standing next to him with invisibility skills, was glaring at him angrily, really wanting to put a spell on him and make him have even more terrible nightmares every night for the next month.

He had already found that trace in the depths of Zhang Weilin's mind and cut off its connection with Zhang Weilin, Zhang Lei blew on it lightly, watching it snag out of the window and float into the distance.

"I've cheapened you this time, next time I'll make trouble, see who helps you!" Zhang Lei put down the threat that the other party didn't know about Zhang Weilin, who didn't know about his existence, and then flew away with the "line".

Zhang Lei followed this imprint in Zhang Weilin's thinking all the way, and the closer he got to the Taoyuan community where their family lived, the tighter his heart became.

So when he found that the direction of the mark stretched north through the neighborhood where they lived, his nervous expression relaxed a little and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He followed the faint, intermittent trail to a familiar hospital.

"I don't know if he was in this hospital......" Zhang Lei said to himself.

"I remember it was at home...... Yes, it's obviously at home......" Thinking of this, his nervousness eased slightly, and he lingered over the hospital for a while, took a deep breath, and flew in through an open window in the hallway.

As soon as I entered the hospital, the number of souls in it increased dramatically, and all kinds of people who died here still stuck in their last thoughts. Their souls may have been reincarnated or dissipated, but fragments of their souls can still float like this for a long time.

Zhang Lei calmed down, began to carefully distinguish the origin of the faint ghost aura on Zhang Weilin's body, and walked along the corridor one by one.

The souls that are usually overlooked, because of his concentration now, are clearly displayed in front of him one after another, and the souls here are all dazed and helpless due to injuries, pain and despair after a long stay on the sickbed, and unexpected injuries.

This made Zhang Lei feel very uncomfortable, he frowned and walked forward, and finally, a little soul entered his field of vision.

Zhang Lei saw that the soul was floating out of a ward, and he didn't know that the mark he left on Zhang Weilin's body had been torn off by Zhang Lei, as if he was going to follow that trace to Zhang Weilin.

Zhang Lei didn't think about it, he flew over, ready to kill him immediately, and beat it to death. But when he met the little soul with no expression face to face, he didn't know why his heart softened.

The little soul clung to the "thread" and climbed up, and immediately fell off the broken thread. He didn't know what was going on, and spun around like a headless fly. Keep climbing, falling, climbing, falling...... Again and again, completely unaware of giving up.

Zhang Lei watched it for a long time, and his brows furrowed more and more......

The living room of Jin Ying's house is always lively, and the "family" is huddled together, eating dinner and happily watching TV.

From time to time, Yan'er generously "took" the best pieces of meat from Ji Ao's plate and put them on his plate, and Ji Ao "gave" Yan'er with bones, fish bones and other things in response.

Halfway through the meal, soups, vegetables, and dishes flew around the table from time to time. Jin Hotaru, who had been quietly eating his vegetarian dish, already had a bowl on his head, enoki mushrooms hanging from his ears, rice soup dripping from his hair, and steamed buns sticking to his arm.

When a large dinner plate fell heavily on his head, he just raised his head to look at his friend and son Yan'er who were sitting at the dinner table, and said calmly, "Don't make trouble, let's eat." ”

The answer to him was a flame that imitated the sound of a machine gun "da-da", and at the same time fired a series of egg-sized fireballs at Ji Ao, Ji Ao did not show weakness, plates, dishes and chopsticks kept flying out of his hands and threw them at Yan'er.

Finally, Li Yao, the master of the kitchen and the housewife, who calls herself a housewife, appeared.

I saw her screaming, holding a pan in her right hand and a stainless steel spatula in her right hand, majestic and murderous, walking out of the kitchen with rock-solid steps.

She glanced back and forth at the noisy table for a moment, and realized that she had been ignored, that her authority had been challenged, that her dignity had been hurt, and that she had growled, brandishing her weapon and striking the two culprits.

The hot oil splashed, the steel shovel was cold, and Ji Ao and Yan'er "birds" flew and "tigers" jumped, making a mess. Then they began to blame each other under Li Yao's pursuit, and put the responsibility for destroying the stability and unity of the table on the other party.

When Zhang Lei came in, he saw such a familiar picture.

Anyway, Jin Ying's dinner was like this almost every day, and Zhang Lei was accustomed to breaking into the battle group, grabbing Yan'er's neck and dragging it out.

"Yan'er, I want you to do me a favor!" he shook Yan'er anxiously.

"Hey, let go, you want to strangle me!" Flame replied as she gave him a wing.

"Anyway, you come with me to do me a favor, and the ID account of the high-level warrior I have in the game will be yours. ”