Dracula dreamed again, and this was the second time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In his dream, he was still standing in the gray desert, across the abyss, and the half of the ravine was where the rainbow palace was located, and the girl's voice stood on the other side, and he and she looked across the huge ravine.

He felt that the bag was bulging, and took out the thing, it was a book with jagged edges, and there were words densely written on it, which was his own handwriting, and it was the first time he wrote it, and the first time he held the pen, it was more like drawing the words, crooked and twisted like a twitching snake, and Dracula's five fingers gently rubbed the first page of the book, which was filled with the words "hello" in extremely scribbled font.

He remembered that it was the first word she taught him, you know people and know each other, even if you end up being the person who will accompany each other for the rest of your life, in the initial stage of the encounter, you can only look at her back who is still strange, and then you pat her on the shoulder, see her look back and smile, you say "hello".

Dracula got up from the ground and patted the sand on his buttocks, he stepped on the edge of the cliff, and the sand piled up on the edge suddenly collapsed and fell into the abyss below, Dracula stepped back and stood firm, looking at the sound on the other side of the shore, it was dark and he couldn't see clearly.

"You, hello. He greeted the figure.

He seemed to smile at the sight of the figure for a moment, and then the wind blew, and the girl's long hair swayed in the wind. He suddenly felt unsteady under his feet, the ground began to shake, the place where he was standing suddenly collapsed, the sand sank in large quantities, and fell like a waterfall into the darkness below, Dracula's legs fell into the turbulent quicksand, he couldn't pull out his legs, so then his whole body quickly sank into the sand, leaving only his upper body and arms exposed.

He screamed in panic, he waved his arms as hard as he could, trying to climb upwards against the drag of the quicksand on his body, he looked up and saw the gray sky, and the huge crystalline tree that he had been sitting under and leaning on the trunk not far away.

Dracula hesitated for a moment, do you want to go back, go back to that tree, and continue to sit there alone, for thousands of years, for thousands of years, then you want to go to the other side, yes, there is a dazzling palace, and there may be endless delicacies in the palace, and there may be mountains of beautiful clothes, and the warm rooms of the four seasons filled with crystal clear water for you to swim in, or there are huge birds waiting for you to fly on it? No, none of that matters, what matters is that the girl's figure stands in that place.

But can I get by? Can I really cross this huge gully that seems to be insurmountable? Maybe I can only stand on the shore and greet the figure of that world, and I don't know if I can get a response.

. It was said.

Dracula's eyes widened as he saw a burly man standing in front of him, just above him, with a rudimentary tattoo visible on his open chest. The leader of the gangsters seemed to stand condescendingly above his head, and said with a cold expression and a tone of disgust.

Get the hell out of here, he repeated.

You wild boy that no one wants......

No parents, no friends, no one who needs you......

Destined to be an unwanted guy......

All men are disgusted with you, and the world will abandon you......

You wild dog......

The words like a loaded pistol, every word was a merciless bullet, rushing through his eardrums, tearing his brain, and killing his heart!

He felt short of breath, his limbs became weak, he was about to slide down the quicksand, he looked at the cliff in front of him in a daze, suddenly full of people, countless people, they were just ordinary residents, yes, they were the people in this town where they were fighting, men, women and children, all of whom had been pranked and troubled by themselves, all with indifferent expressions, with disgust in their eyes as if they were looking at the garbage that should be cleaned up, they all spoke in unison, as if exhaling the cold winter.

Leave where we live......

You are not needed here......

You nasty bastard......

Why are there guys like you in ......

Get down......

Get down, get down, get down! The voice echoed in Dracula's head, like a myriad of hammers smashing him, and he had nowhere to run, and there were sharp swords of lips and teeth in all directions.

He looked blankly at the book he had been holding in his hand, the notebook, which the girl gave her.

The boss gangster suddenly bent down and made a move, caught off guard, he snatched the book from Dracula's hand, and came again, this time not giving Dracula any room to react, he grabbed the book and tore it into countless pieces, and the white shredded paper was thrown by his hands, and all of them were blown into the air.

Dracula looked up at the white dots flying in the sky, and felt that the blood in his body was cold.

His body could no longer squeeze out any strength, and the mud and sand rolled down.

Yes, I can't go there, I can't stay under the tree, and in the end, am I going to roll down into the endless darkness, shouldn't I, live......

But even so, I wanted to be able to hold what she gave me. Dracula lifted his hand and reached out into the air.

Suddenly, there was a pleasant singing voice in my ears.

The voice was like a heavenly sound, as if the gentle and merciful god stretched out his hand to heal the wounds of the cruel world, Dracula suddenly felt that the momentum of sinking stopped, the song seemed to be a miracle, it was a miracle that suddenly came at the end of his end, the original fine sand flow froze, dragging his body to prevent falling, he looked up and saw that the people standing on the shore were still talking with cold faces, but their voices were getting smaller and smaller, and they were quickly drowned out by the singing.

Can one person's singing voice cover up the scolding of thousands of people at once?

The one who sang was probably an angel.

Dracula suddenly felt as if his whole body was about to touch the point, and the memory was uncontrollable and unfolded in front of him, it was a night, as he was walking in the usual world, and suddenly he bumped into the girl who was pushing the cart, and she came to the city alone like herself, and said to him, "Will you help me push the cart?"

So the night was different, he pushed the cart forward, and the girl sat on the roof of the car and hummed, singing the same melody as he heard at this time!

He finally faintly heard the singing.

What a color I am in your eyes?

If you have a rainbow in your heart, you are willing to give it to the sun

Overflowing with sadness, his eyes closed

Tears drip down and penetrate your heart and lungs

The waves of water meander and ripple, unable to overlap

It's like a cradle, inspiring people to sleep

Only in dreams to find the nostalgic face

......

Dracula twisted in the sand, he climbed on the sand and looked at the shore as the girl's figure paced in his direction, her lips opening and closing.

"Fina ......," he cried softly.

Dracula opened his eyes slightly, the faint light could not illuminate the whole room, and in the blurred vision, the girl sat beside him and looked down at him, the girl nodded gently as if humming, and the melody in her ears never stopped.

"I'm here. Someone replied.

He finally saw clearly, the girl who was very close to his face, the clearest and unforgettable time in his memory, the two of them sat together like this, very close to each other, only this time it was a little different, Fina was above him, the black hair fell down just right on his face, he saw Fina that looked a little pale cheeks showed a slightly tired smile, and the white hand reached over and stroked his cheek.

It's so cold, as cold as the biting rain in a vague memory...... At that time, was there ever someone who caressed his face like this, the exact same touch, or the temperature of the lungs. But he couldn't remember clearly, his head ached, and in that memory, he seemed to have lost a lot of blood, causing his consciousness to gradually collapse.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Dracula, who had obviously not learned the door of language communication, was stunned for a moment, and finally popped up this line.

Fina immediately withdrew her hand. Dracula saw her expression darken for a moment, and her heart chuckled, thinking that she had said the wrong thing again.

"Home. Fina said.

"Oh," Dracula finally had the strength to look around, the abandoned and cramped room was the one they had cleaned together, including the placement of all parts of the house, which was the result of the two of them, and he was lying on the bed in the corner of the room, "It turned out to be your house." ”

Fina smiled slightly, Dracula didn't understand the meaning of the smile.

"Ah, yes. He remembered something, and sat up and groped his body in a hurry, not even immediately noticing that the injuries all over his body were healing so quickly.

"It's in your hands, where are you looking?" Fina lifted her legs up on the bed and arched, dragging her cheeks with her hands, watching the boy next to her scramble funny.

Dracula was stunned for a moment, only to notice that what he was looking for turned out to be in his hand, he let go of his five fingers, and saw the crumpled notebook in his palm, still damp, and all the things written on it had been washed away.

"It's like this," Dracula muttered, scratching his head and not daring to look up at Fina, who realized something was wrong again and hurriedly added, "I'm sorry, you gave me something because I was made like this." ”

"It's not your fault," Fina reached out and stroked the damp and wrinkled notebook, "it was the people who bullied you." ”

"No, it's my fault," Dracula bowed his head, "it's all because it's me who gave it." ”

Fina hugged herself, hid half of her face in her arm, and pursed her lips secretly.

"I don't know how to explain it, I don't even know all the words," Dracula scratched his face, "Because I'm different from ordinary people, everyone lives in the lively neighborhood over there, that's a normal person, I even sleep in a random alley, it's not normal, if it's given to those normal people, they must be able to easily protect this book from breaking, but the person who gave it to me is me, so it won't be protected." ”

Fina listened to Dracula's narration and felt sour water flow in her heart.

"I'm like this, in fact, I've always been hated by everyone, those who are also hated won't like me, but always come to me for trouble, so many years, I'm used to it, wake up and go to the street to make trouble and be scolded by everyone, when I'm about to fall asleep, I walk around the town alone, and there is nowhere to go, and when everyone sleeps, I go back and just find an alley to squat there to see the stars, and I sleep when I see sleepy, sometimes those people come to me in the middle of the night and wake me up, and I haven't come back to my senses and I'm already injured all over my body, Dracula said, "But there are not as many people as there are people who come this time, and there are still people who use knives." ”

"Probably finally by me, the living man," Dracula smirked, but his face drooped as if he was crying, "Those people also know that even if they beat me to death, no one cares, after all, I don't know anyone, and I feel, what is that word?" he thought for a moment, "Oh yes, it's redundant, I think I'm the superfluous kind." ”

Is it redundant? Fina thought to herself, is she saying that she is not needed by anyone, so she is excluded from society, even if it is a beast, there is still a race or something, if human beings are not accepted in any corner of the world, then he will not be excluded from the world, really, abandoned by the world, gradually forgotten.

She felt as if her heart had become a fragile husk, and now that the shell had cracked, the acid water that had been stirring had flowed out, as if it were about to pour out of her eyes with tears.

"I didn't teach you words to use here. Fina said as she stared at Dracula.

Dracula was startled, and looked up to see Fina huddled at the foot of the bed with her, hiding her face in the crook of her arm, and secretly glaring at him with two eyes, looking at him for a while.

"Did I say the wrong thing again," Dracula was a little nervous, "yes, I'm sorry." ”

"Actually, I've always been scared, and I can't tell why, and the thought of not being able to come to you again makes me feel very uncomfortable and empty," Dracula forced a smile, "but I'm the kind of ...... that everyone hates," he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

"It's time to say thank you, I really feel special, very good during this time," he lowered his head and glanced at the notebook in his hand, which the girl had painstakingly collected and cut paper and bound it, and she had given it to herself before she could use it, but she had made her things into this unsightly appearance, "It doesn't matter if you hate it." ”

Fina felt the sour water gush up in her breath, as if it was blocked in her throat and flowing into her nose, making her choke.

She suddenly stretched out her slap, and finally landed on Dracula's face where there was still a centimeter away, stopped, her fingers trembled, Dracula subconsciously closed her eyes, but the expected feeling never came, he quietly opened his eyes, and saw the hand hanging in front of his eyes, and the water flowing in the pupils of the owner of the hand.

Fina withdrew her hand, but she couldn't bear to do it.

"That notebook ......," said Fina.

"Well, it's all my fault. Dracula closed his eyes and bowed his head, waiting for the next reprimand.

"No one will give it but you," she said, "I am like you, I don't know anyone, and if I don't give it to you, who else can give it, and no one will scarce my things." ”

"It's so cunning, as if you were the most special," she added, "Actually, everyone is the same, you don't have relatives, I don't have any, you don't have friends, and I don't either," she slowly looked up at Dracula, "we're all the same, ours is nothing." ”

Dracula was stunned as he looked at Fina's smile and at the water marks left on her cheeks.

She suddenly lay on Dracula's body, approached the past, stretched out her hands, Dracula was startled, and subconsciously stepped back, but his back immediately hit the wall, he looked at Fina in a panic and thought about it, stretched out his hand on the top of his head, and rubbed it vigorously.

"It's not fair, it's not fair," said Fina, "everyone was born in this world, even if we don't have parents or siblings, but everyone should still be the same, at least, we all have the right to live well, why, why can't we live well in this world," her face was pressed against Dracula, and the eyes of the two people met, "Why, you can't be accepted, why, you should be abandoned by the world." ”

She cried.

"I ......" Dracula looked at the girl in front of him blankly, not knowing what to say, he could only watch the girl cry, he had never hated himself so much like this, hated that he couldn't speak, couldn't do anything, and provoked the only girl who was willing to communicate with him, crying.

"I also had a very difficult time, when I was very young, the only old man who kindly adopted me, my grandfather also passed away, since then I am just one person in the world, I have been bullied, I have been indifferent, I cry and miss my grandfather, angry with my parents I have never met, and I doubt and are at a loss about how I should live. ”

"It's the first time I've seen you," said Dracula, "and you're so happy and laid-back." ”

"If we are already living in sadness and hardship, then why don't we make ourselves happy and leisurely," said Fina, "I can live as hard as I do now, why do you think about it, so negative." ”

"But everybody hates me. Dracula muttered.

"Who said that, have you ever seen someone who hates you willing to talk so much to you," said Fina, "listen to me Dracula, you can't sleep on the side of the road or in the alley from now on, you walk aimlessly outside the town without thinking that you have nowhere to go, you are here," she patted the bed under her vigorously, "You don't need to go to the street to play pranks when you have nothing to do, I hope someone will watch you," she gently put her arm around Dracula's neck, It's here, it's here, you don't want it, so do I, I'll teach you to read, take you out with you, go to all kinds of places to do all kinds of things, we can also have the life of so-called normal people, we can have friends, we can have family. ”

"Me, can I stay here?" asked Dracula, stunned.

"Let's live together, live well," said Fina, "and let's be family." ”