It was a one-bedroom one-story bungalow, with cracked tiles overhead, a table and several benches in the living room, all made of crooked planks, as clumsy as a child's handicraft, and the kitchen and living room were connected to a simple stove, with an empty cupboard standing on one side, and firewood piled up around the corner, and other than that, it was as clean as an uninhabited deserted house.

And the place where the candles are lit is not the living room, but the room next to the living room, which is a little more popular—a stool with a small schoolbag made of rags, probably the most valuable item in the room, an old-fashioned sewing machine, two beds, one large and one small, and a woman sitting on the edge of the large bed, handling a pile of cloth in the dim light against the sewing machine...... Huh? A woman?

Lin Yingkong's shadow that burrowed into it paused, and he didn't know how his inquisitive heart suddenly rose, and the shadow climbed a little more curiously to look at the woman's appearance- Long black hair, bright face, old floral skirt can not hide her delicate body, soft lip line is always easy to provoke people to fantasize about what she will be beautiful once she laughs, but the years have ruthlessly polished her face under the carved lines, what is even more wreaking is the heavy gloomy death in her eyes, she is like a woman who has been worn away by life all hopes, insensitive and unwilling to live in this world, her body is old because of resentment, but also because of resentment and lingering, she is so indifferent and mechanical repeating the action of operating the sewing machine, no reaction to the things of the outside world。

This woman is somewhat similar to the boy's outline, I think it is his mother, with such a family, Lin Yingkong is not surprised that the boy will grow into such a cowardly and humble character.

Suddenly, the woman looked up and glanced at the shadow on the ground, Lin Yingkong was startled - the woman really glanced at his shadow, could it be that she found something?

Lin Yingkong remembered the word "monster" said by the children who beat and scolded the boy just now, and he was not very surprised, in fact, there have always been many people with strange abilities in the human world, and it is not a strange thing to run into one casually, but Feng Rong's sea of knowledge limited his ability, so that not only could he not sense where the minister was now, but he could not identify whether the person in front of him belonged to the supernatural world, but it didn't matter, this mother and son were already in the past, and what he did here would not affect their lives in reality.

After the boy finished serving the porridge, he realized that he didn't light a candle when the guest entered the house, and he didn't even invite him to sit down, so he hurriedly came over and found a short candle that had been used many times at a glance and lit it, and dragged a bench to Lin Yingkong, wiped the non-existent dust on it with his sleeve, and said sneeringly: "That, you can sit down for a while." ”

Lin Yingkong didn't say anything, he smiled at him and sat down, the shadow had already shrunk back from the room, and he was so polite that the boy felt ashamed. But it's nothing, Lin Yingkong has seen all kinds of people, compared to those bitter and mean, the boy's introversion is not an unbearable thing, and he always feels an inexplicable good impression of this child, I can't say why, but the minister's matter is pressed in his heart, so he doesn't have the heart to think about this little thing.

The boy looked at him uneasily for several times before he put down his heart and went to serve the bowl of white porridge, as if he was afraid that Lin Yingkong would regret it and take back those big steamed buns that were not delicious but enough to top his stomach, he held a large bowl full of porridge, compared to the rice soup that the boy drank by himself just now, this bowl of porridge was obviously two-thirds of the rice grains. This is already the best food for this four-walled home, but the boy is still worried, Lin Yingkong felt sour for some reason, subconsciously took it and took a big sip, pretending to be satisfied: "Fortunately, I can finish the porridge at this point, I'm not hungry, but I was about to choke to death from steamed buns just now." ”

The boy pursed his lips, but he didn't smile, it seemed that he was not used to smiling like this, but he was deliberately imitating the man with gentle eyebrows in front of him, "If you like it, I'll ...... I'm going to bring porridge to my mother, and you can sit here for a while, okay?"

Lin Yingkong regretted a little that he ate too quickly because he wanted to prove something, "...... It's okay, there you go. ”

The boy didn't explain why his mother didn't come out to say hello when a guest came, but just filled a bowl of porridge with a lot of rice grains, and entered the house with half of the steamed buns that Lin Yingkong stuffed for him, and the thin wall couldn't block his thin voice at all: "Mom, it's time for you to have dinner." ”

Lin Yingkong couldn't suppress his curiosity for some reason, the shadow drilled into the wall more carefully this time, adjusted the angle and looked at the scene in the room, only to see the boy lightly put the porridge and steamed buns on the small table on the side as if he was afraid of something, and then approached the woman, as if he was approaching a time bomb, he called softly a few times, and the woman stopped her movements expressionlessly, glanced at him, and didn't say anything.

Her eyes were cold and deep, as if there was a beast hidden in the depths of her eyes, and at some moment it would suddenly come out to eat flesh and thirst for blood, and the boy did not know what he remembered, so he suddenly shrank back, took a step back, and shouted "Mommy", and fell out of fear in his voice.

This "mother" seemed to have triggered some minefield of the woman, her deep eyes suddenly became fierce, and with a wave of her hand, she smashed a bunch of cloth heads on the boy, and her voice shouted sharply: "Why are you still here?!Aren't you dead, why are you still pestering me here?!"

Her voice was so sharp that it almost shattered the cracked tiles on the top of her head and fell down, Lin Yingkong and his shadow made a movement of shrinking their heads at the same time, and the double sound that they happened to hear from a mile away stimulated him a lot, this woman's tone sounded almost no different from a madman, but in comparison, he cared more about this woman's attitude towards the boy - what does it mean to die? Are they really biological mother and son?

The boy seemed to be used to it, and his appearance still seemed cowering and frightened, but there was a kind of habitual resignation in his eyes, and he didn't even dare to pick up the cloth that was smashed on his body and head, but said cowardly: "I, I didn't ...... Mom, I won't pester you, don't be angry, I'll leave now, can you eat well? I'll leave right away, really......" His words were as familiar as if they had been rehearsed a thousand times, and he retreated while comforting, but he suddenly remembered that the family had not eaten steamed buns for a long time, and the boy wanted his mother to taste them for the first time, after all, because of his mistakes in work, he did not get his salary in time to supplement the family, and they had not eaten for a day, so he tried to pass the porridge and steamed buns that had been put aside, " Look, Mom, we have steamed buns to eat today, can you eat a little, as long as you eat it, I will leave......"

He repeated these words as if he were just a foreigner, saying that he would leave, but instead of leaving, the boy's action of reaching for something irritated the woman, and she stood up suddenly, frantically picking up what she could get her hands and smashing it at him, "You go now! No, you won't go, you won't go! Demon, why do you keep pestering me, why...... You have ruined my life, ruined my family, why do you continue to follow me, you still have to take away my things, I have nothing......" she roared hoarsely, and the next second she hid her face sadly and began to cry, the cry was so poignant, as if she was mourning and remembering something that she would never get again in her life.

The boy's eyes turned red and he couldn't help leaning over to comfort his mother, but the woman woke up the moment he touched him, and viciously pushed him to the ground, "Demon, get out of the way......! No, I can't be entangled by you, I still have to live, I want to see him...... Don't pester me, get out of here!"

She stumbled around the room as she screamed hysterically, and then tripped over the small table, and the warm porridge spilled on her floral dress, quickly spilling into her skin, and she screamed as if she was really entangled by a demon, and ran out like crazy.

Lin Yingkong was really stunned by this sudden scene, and he couldn't stop the woman in time when she ran out, and he didn't react until the boy who fell to the ground was also anxiously shouting "Mom" while chasing him out, and followed without saying a word.

In this era, there were no street lights, only a thin moonlight illuminated the earth, and the land was too big for the child who was looking for him, it was too dark, and he ran too fast, and he tripped over a stone not long after he went out, and fell out with a thud, and fell all around, and when he snorted, he noticed that his palm was cut by something sharp, and the touch of warm blood flowing down his movements was not strange to him, so he shook his head, and wanted to continue chasing forward without care, but at this time the boy found that he had lost his mother, and all around him was black, I don't know when the scream will subside, he is so lonely and confused standing on this land, he can't see the front clearly, and he can't find his mother, as if he has lost the direction of life.

The sorrow that came from this sudden attack was so swift that he almost clung his face to weep as his mother had just done, but suddenly a bright light struck him, and the boy looked up in astonishment, and saw the strange guest who had just given him a few steamed buns leaning towards him quickly, holding in his hand a small object that would glow—a light warm enough to dispel the darkness around him.

"What's going on?" said the guest in a voice with a sigh and tenderness, "You freak out the hell on me." ”

The boy closed his eyes suddenly, as if he couldn't stand the sudden approaching light, and as if he ...... Because of his own humility, he could not face the pure kindness.