104. Daydreaming

After more than half a month, I returned to this familiar bedroom and lay on the bed, which made me feel a little steady.

Although the house of the chubby uncle is large, he always feels empty after living in it for a long time, and he can't sleep well in the middle of the night.

At this moment, I suddenly had a feeling that I could finally relax after being tired for a long time. It's cooking time, and when I wake up after resting, the big elbows must be waiting for me in the pot!

"Get me up, don't sleep!"

This voice, so familiar? I fell asleep so quickly!

It must be because of the big elbow that my mother told me to get up and eat!

But it's really strange that this voice is so close, usually she calls me to get up, and she snorts in the living room, and today she took the initiative to come to my room, which is really strange!

"Aren't you up yet? Die! ”

There was a cold sensation in the neck, it was a pair of hands, a pair of slender hands. The hands just tightened around my neck, shrinking tighter and tighter.

Is this a human hand? Why, it's as cold as ice?

Why do these hands have so much strength? I couldn't breathe at all, and if I tightened my hands, I could have broken my neck.

I couldn't resist at all, there was only that familiar face in my field of vision, but at this moment, that expressionless face seemed so unfamiliar.

What am I doing wrong?

Why, Mom, is she doing this to me?

I can just eat a little, I'm lazy, I wake up late, I do less housework, why kill me?

Just now they were so excited to recognize me, and they thought they really had my son in their eyes, but why, do they treat me so cruelly?

The hands finally tightened again, the suffocation disappeared, and I felt a heat in my throat, and there seemed to be a salty liquid pouring into it.

The scene in my field of vision gradually dimmed, and at the last moment, I saw that the familiar body on the bed had been separated from the head!

"I've called you three times, why haven't you come out?"

A dream, it turned out to be a dream!

The surroundings were still the familiar layout of the room, but it was getting darker and darker.

I tried to get up from the bed, but I didn't seem to need half the strength, and my hands were shaking uncontrollably!

Only then did I realize that the cold sweat had soaked my back, and the cold touch seemed to stay on my neck for a long time.

How can this nightmare feel so real?

The dream was so abnormal, but I didn't have the slightest doubt in the dream. Moreover, the feeling of helplessness and despair in the dream still seems to make people palpitate.

I've never had a dream like this before, maybe I'm really tired.

As the saying goes, think about the day and dream at night. I've been exposed to too many supernatural things during this time, and I have been ruthlessly abandoned by two people, and I probably connected these things to have this nightmare for no reason.

However, since it's not true, I'd better not worry about it. They all have big elbows prepared, we are not such grudge people!

"Quick-point-out-comeβ€”β€”β€”β€”"

Outside the door, the sound of shouting dragged strangely for a long time.

"Okay, don't rush, I'll be right away."

If you go out slowly, the elbow soup should be cold!

I opened the door and took two steps.

How did I end up here?

Why? Will I be in a barren meadow surrounded by shrubs?

How can the scene here be so familiar?

No, no, I just came out of the bedroom, shouldn't I be in my living room?

No, it's weird, I have to go back!

What about the door? Where's the door I just came out of?

Behind me is a steep slope that is clearly four or five stories high, where is there any door?

"Hurry-come-come-ah!"

It's still the same voice, but the yin and yang weird tone is getting more and more terrifying!

Who's talking?

"Come to me!"

I could hear the direction of the voice, and over there, there was an abandoned and deserted house.

The cold touch hit me again on my heels, creeping up and eventually spreading to my back.

When I turned around, I saw that someone had climbed up the steep slope, grabbed me, and ascended little by little.

Who is this person, Mom?

No, this weird look could never be her, it's like in a dream, just a monster trying to kill me.

I could clearly feel that when she grabbed my neck again, that feeling of horror and despair would strike again.

I don't want to experience that feeling again!

I'm starting to run for my life! Where lies ahead? What awaits me? I didn't have time to think about it.

All I know is, if you don't run, it's over.

However, no matter how I tried to escape, the cold touch was still rising little by little, and it had slowly climbed to the shoulder position, about to lock my neck.

I could clearly feel her on my back, clinging to my back. But I didn't want to look back, I didn't want to see that again.

The deserted mansion in front of you is getting closer and closer, and if you flee there, will you be able to get rid of the monsters behind you?

Walking forward, the wooden door suddenly opened.

"Come-come-ah-" was still the same familiar and eerie voice.

Yes, get in!

If you go inside, you can escape the terrifying scene.

"On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of Smurfs! They are lively and smart......"

Hey? Why am I falling asleep again?

I'm still lying on the bed at home, just now, another dream?

Fortunately, the alarm on my mobile phone woke me up in time, this dream is so weird, I didn't expect it to be seven o'clock in the evening so soon!

I'm so hungry!

"Lovely Smurfs!" I got up and got ready to get out of the house.

I don't need any strength!

My hands are shaking even more, more than shaking outside without clothes for 39 days, what the hell is going on?

Could it be that this nightmare is too terrible, and I haven't gotten over it yet.

But why is this scene so familiar?

By the way, this scene also appeared in my dream!

The strangest thing is that the scene in the dream just now, as unreasonable as it is, I never imagined that it was a dream!

It's so weird!

And, could it be, still a dream?

But why is the feeling of hunger so real?

No, we have to go out and have a look.

I opened the bedroom door softly, and luckily, there was no longer any strange place outside, just my living room.

Mom and Dad are sitting at the dining table, with a soup pot and chopsticks in front of them, and they seem to be chatting and eating.

No, it's not sure if it's still a dream! Maybe they'll turn their heads around and grimace, and they'll end up killing me.

I'll have to hear what they're talking about first.

"kid, I've already eaten a big elbow, you can eat all the stewed little ones!"

"Okay, anyway, the kid's father, have we forgotten something!"

"No, what else can you forget about having a meal, there are only two of us in our family, and it is impossible to leave anyone behind."

"That's right! Reasonable! "Soon a medium elbow was gnawed in half!

Hehe, this is definitely not a dream, the identification is complete.

"Give me back my elbow! You don't even call me when you eat! ”

The last elbow was only bone, and even the rice was eaten up.

And soup!

I picked up the soup pot and held it tightly in my arms, not allowing them to snatch it anymore.

"Tons and tons and tons of ......"

"Drink, it's all yours!" A man touched his stomach and gave a long full burp, "Hiccup~"