Chapter 112: The Amusement Park (1)

Yes, I know you. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I understand my pain, and I understand the pain of being torn open when I can't reveal it.

I don't know how long I cried, but my last consciousness was the act of shedding tears.

By the time I woke up, it was already early the next morning.

I woke up from my sleep.

It was a terrible dream in which my child was forcibly removed from my body. I tried to save him, but I couldn't do anything but watch him disappear in front of me little by little.

"Oh!

I woke up from my sleep with an exclamation, and rushed from outside. He looked at me sweating profusely, hugged me in his arms in distress, and asked with concern, "My heart, what's wrong, is it a nightmare?"

I didn't respond to the darkness, and my hand subconsciously touched my lower abdomen, where there was my child, and I could feel his presence.

Probably seeing the meaning of my actions, he touched my head and must have told me, "My heart, don't worry, our children are fine, and I am not here for anything." Don't worry, don't be afraid, he's healthy. ”

"Really?"

After hearing the words of the underworld, I was actually very relieved. However, as soon as I thought of the scene in the dream just now, I was so distressed that I couldn't breathe.

"But I just dreamed that our children were not good at all. He kept crying, crying and saying 'Mommy save me'.

He's asking me to save him, let me save him. But I couldn't do anything, I couldn't do anything, I knew for the first time that I was so useless, so useless that I couldn't even protect my own children......"

I cried hoarsely, and no matter how much I tried to soothe him, it was useless.

It wasn't until my lower abdomen suddenly twitched that I looked nervously at the underworld, for fear that something would happen to the child.

He touched my head and rubbed my eyes again, "My heart, don't cry, if you cry, the child will feel it."

As I said, ghost fetuses have great abilities. So, even if he is still in your belly, he can still empathize with your feelings, your heart. ”

"Really?"

I thought it was a lie made up to make me stop crying, so I looked at Styx in distrust.

"Of course it's true. ”

Smirk smiled and continued, "Today weekend, you don't have to go to class, I'll accompany you to the amusement park, okay?"

I was very patiently coaxed, and I naturally nodded happily to express my excitement.

"Then you get up quickly, wash up, I've already had breakfast delivered, and when you're done, we'll go to the amusement park." ”

I nodded excitedly, got up quickly, washed up, ate a little bit, and went out with him.

Although this baby is eighteen years old this year, but when I grow so big, I haven't been to an amusement park once, so of course I'm excited, not to mention that this time I'm accompanied by the underworld, as well as our children, of course I'm very excited!

As if he was used to this kind of place, he quickly bought his ticket and took me around with him.

Originally, I was worried that because I was pregnant with a child, I would not be able to play those strennalist games. But I told me that because the child is a ghost, as long as no one who knows how to do magic hurts the child, I will not bounce the child even if I try hard.

So, I just want to have fun and play.

I had just stepped off the merry-go-round and was about to take the underworld for a ride on the pirate ship, when I was intrigued by the haunted house advertised on the side.

"Hell, I'm going to go in here. ”

I looked at the underworld, smiled and pointed to the sign at the door of the haunted house, and lied coquettishly.

"Okay, I can go wherever I want. ”

He smiled softly, his eyes full of tenderness for me.

"Hehe, you're the best. ”

I smiled and took the hand of the Underworld, full of joy.

Yes, the underworld is the best, and it has always been the one who spoils me the most.

When he agreed, he went to buy a ticket and took me into the haunted house.

I couldn't suppress the ecstasy that came out of my heart.

Haunted house, this is a haunted house!

He took me by the hand and walked very lightly on the floor of the haunted house.

I looked at the masks hanging on the wall and the ghosts that came out to be scary, and I was so calm that I didn't have the urge to come in and see the poster at the door of the haunted house.

After all, I'm someone who's seen real ghosts. So in my eyes, I really think that the acting skills of these performers are simply rough.

The haunted house is very dark and dark in order to set the atmosphere. All I could hear was the sound of the underworld, and the slightest chill in my palm.

"Bored?"

Hearing that Stygian said this, I directly and unabashedly told Stygian what I really thought.

"Well, it's boring. ”

After all, in front of the underworld, I don't need to hide my bad emotions at all. Because, whether it's my good mood or my bad mood, I will know it.

"Then let's get out. ”

As soon as the words of the Underworld were finished, I heard a scream from not far from us.

"Ahh

"Something's wrong!"

I subconsciously thought that something terrible had happened, and blurted out a sentence. At this time, a couple who followed us also walked over.

The man looked at me nervously and said with a smile, "This is your first time in a haunted house, right? ”

Hearing his words, I turned my head to look.

It was a tall, single-eyelid boy who spoke, and next to him was a very petite girl, her hand tightly grasping the boy next to him. Apparently, she was also scared.

Wait, why should I add a "also"? Is there anyone else who is afraid of her?

He probably knew what I was thinking, so he let out a low laugh, and reached out to rub my hair, his eyes full of pampering, despite the fact that there were other people here.

I reached out and knocked out the hand of the Underworld, glaring at the Underworld.

Not to be outdone, he reached out and pinched my face again.

I glared at him again, and then stopped talking to him.

"Okay......"

Just as I was trying to soothe me, the screams rang out again, accompanied by the exclamations of men and the cries of girls for help.