After breakfast and busy, Liu Miao ran into her room, fell on the tatami mat, picked up her mobile phone, and suddenly remembered the novel. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Did my mother write it? Possibly! No, I'll have to look for clues. Hurriedly opened the phone and flipped through it, Liu Miao saw:

When the autumn wind rose again, Xiao Weiwen was discharged from the hospital.

Xiao Yu and Xiao Feng also returned to their normal life and could finally sleep peacefully.

After settling his parents and coming home, he didn't have the strength to do anything anymore, lying on the bed, the exhausted Xiao Yu fell asleep for a while.

Where is this?

Hollow and eerie. There were no windows, no doors, no walls, but they couldn't get out.

Black, soft, sticky, wet, no limbs and no head, what kind of dirty thing is this? I can't avoid it, I entangle myself, I can't push it away, I can't knock it off, and what's worse, I can't shout a single sound no matter how hard I try.

Terrified. Break free, break free, break free with all your might, but the more you struggle, the more powerless you become, the more powerless you fall, and you can't escape!

What to do?

Help me, who will save me?

With an "ah", he shouted like breaking through the barrier, and woke up.

Xiao Yu opened his eyes, there was no light in the room, it was hazy, looking at the ceiling, not daring to move. Heartbeat, palpitations, palpitations, a heart blocked in the throat, hot pain, and difficulty breathing gently.

After a long time, he slowly sat up, turned on the lamp, Xiao Yu leaned on the head of the bed, put on his glasses, and looked out the window, the stars were lit up, and it turned out to be night.

Curled up on the bed, dizzy, but he didn't dare to close his eyes again, for fear that the horrific scene would appear again in his dream.

Maybe it was a cold sweat just now, but at this time, a chill hit him, and he couldn't help shivering, Xiao Yu hurriedly pulled the clip over the quilt and covered his body.

How can you dream like this? Are you too tired?

"Mom, did you call just now?" the door opened, and a childish voice came.

Xiao Yu turned over, and her daughter was looking at her timidly.

"Isn't it?'s mother's sleep, maybe it's a neighbor's voice?" Xiao Yu couldn't bear to disturb her daughter.

"Oh, maybe, Xiaoqiang upstairs is so naughty, I've scared him a few times. Ming'er leaned over and looked very serious, "Mom, are you still tired?"

"I'm not tired. Xiao Yu sat up, looked at the unobstructed window, and turned to his daughter, "Baby, go and close the curtains." ＂

"Okay. Ming'er jumped out of bed and ran to the window and closed the curtains.

"What is the baby doing?" Xiao Yu sat up straight and looked at her daughter leaning over again, "Finished your homework?"

"I'm done. Ming'er blinked, twisted her eyebrows, and her voice became quieter and quieter, "Mom, I'm hungry." ＂

"What time is it?" raised his wrist and looked, oops, it's eight o'clock, and her daughter is still hungry? What about Pingren? Didn't cook for the child? Xiao Yu woke up completely.

"There is nothing to eat at home. Ming'er muttered quietly.

"Where's Dad?" Xiao Yu frowned.

"Answered the phone and went out to eat. Ming'er jumped out of bed and looked back at her mother, "Dad won't be drunk again, will he?"

"No, it won't. A trace of unhappiness welled up in his heart, Xiao Yu got out of bed, took his daughter's little hand and walked out of the bedroom.

There are clutter on the sofa, and the TV is not turned on, indicating that the owner has not returned. After a glance, Xiao Yu's heart was suddenly full. Don't you have to wait for me to clean up the things that can be put together easily? Alas! I don't even know how to help when the oil bottle is poured!

What's the use of thinking about this? Forget it, Xiao Yu snorted and walked into the bathroom.

"What do you want to eat Ming'er? Mom will make it for you. After a brief wash, Xiao Yu walked to the kitchen.

"I want to eat everything. My grandfather was sick, my mother was too busy, and my father couldn't cook, so I lost weight. Ming'er patted her stomach.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't eat my baby girl. Mom will do it now, you go read a book first. Touching her daughter's face, Xiao Yu entered the kitchen.

It's all this time, so let's make it simple. I opened the refrigerator and looked at it, and I couldn't help frowning, oops, what does this smell like? Why is it so messy?

Think about it, in the past 20 days, the hospital unit at home has been running in three places, and the rhythm of life is too irregular, so I really have lost sight of one or the other. Xiao Yu shook his head, bury it like this for a while, quickly fill her daughter's belly, and then clean it up.

Ten minutes later, two bowls of steaming, fragrant egg noodles were out of the pot.

"Let's eat. Xiao Yu shouted.

Before the words fell, Ming'er ran over with a ponytail.

"Slow down, be careful. Xiao Yu took an empty bowl, picked out some noodles and put them in, and brought a spoon to put some hot ones, and put them in front of his daughter, "It's so cold, let's eat this bowl first." By the way, the money cucumber is gone, so I'll pay for it today, and tomorrow my mother will pickle some more. ＂

"Oh, it's so fragrant, Mom is so good at home! I don't have to eat my dad anymore, it's so bad. "Hungry Ming'er tasted sweetly.

Looking at her daughter's greedy eating, he touched her head and sat down next to her. After taking another bowl and eating a few bites, the same noodles couldn't eat the feeling of a daughter, Xiao Yu sighed secretly in his heart.

Heirahito went out to eat again, can he not drink? Can he not get drunk? Why is he nervous? Isn't it just going out once? Is it because he was affected by the dream he just had?

Actually, thinking about this period of busy travel, although it is hard, my heart is still very steady. Heiren takes care of his daughter, although he is not meticulous and thoughtful, in terms of his character, it is not easy to be able to do this, and it can be regarded as dedication.

But why is he so restless? Is he worried that Pingren will be unable to resist loneliness, resist temptation, and grasp himself and get off track again, and return to the old path of being anesthetized by alcohol and losing his reason?

Yes, I'm really worried, because Pingren hasn't fully woken up yet, and he hasn't completely recovered his mind.

Xiao Yu sighed heavily.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Ming'er tilted her head and pouted.

"Oh, nothing, is the baby full?" glanced at it, and the daughter's bowl had bottomed out.

"It's full. Is it okay for me to watch TV for a while?" Ming'er stood up, clapped her hands and spun around, "It's better to be a mother." ”

"The little thing has such a sweet mouth, go ahead, watch less TV for a while. Mommy is going to clean up the fridge, no matter what you do. Smiling at his daughter and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, Xiao Yu turned around and went into the kitchen.

Facing the messy appearance in the refrigerator, the already unbearable mood instantly fell to the bottom, a nameless fire rushed out, closed the door of the refrigerator heavily, leaned on the door frame, Xiao Yu closed his eyes, bit his lip, and gasped.

That's right, my mother wrote it, I remember this story, I really remember it, and despite some romances, I still recognize the mold. Putting down the phone, Liu Miao got up with a bone, and the real person didn't show up! My mother, you are so amazing! Give you a big thumbs up!