In the warm afternoon sun, bursts of girlish singing came out.

The dark sky hangs low

Bright stars follow each other

Bugs fly

Bugs fly

Who are you missing?

The stars in the sky weep

The roses on the ground withered

The cold wind blows

The cold wind blows

As long as I have you with me

Bugs fly

Flowers sleep

One pair after another is beautiful

Not afraid of the dark

I'm just afraid of heartbreak

It doesn't matter if you're tired or not

It doesn't matter what the southeast and the northwest

A little girl of four or five years old, wearing a pink dress, brown hair tied into a ponytail with a red bow, swaying feet sitting on a wooden pier, sang the song "Worm Fly" in that childish and innocent voice.

"How's it going, Dad, am I singing better again?" said the little girl innocently

A freak with a head-to-toe coat made of black tarpaulin, a black top hat on his head, and a bone-white bird's beak mask on his face, only a white chin exposed, and a strong smell of paraffin wax, wearing a pair of white gloves, and holding a green blues ten-hole harmonica in his hand, slowly walked out of the shadows.

"My good daughter, of course it's good, this kind of natural sound can only be sung by you. His voice sounded like it came from a metal jar stuffed with hay, and it was uncomfortable to hear.

"Dad, when are we going to go to Mommy, I miss her so much. Coquettishly threw herself into the man's arms and cried.

The man touched his daughter's head, "Okay, don't cry, don't cry, baby, let's go to our mother, okay." ”

Saying that, the daughter raised her face to look at her father, it was a face that didn't know how to put together, a white, a yellow, obviously different people's faces, forcibly put together with black lines, looking at her father with those two obviously different eyes, the corners of the mouth cracked to a limit, the thick lines connecting the face were almost unable to support it, revealing different colors, exuding a rancid smell, black and yellow, and the teeth were immature, and said, "Dad is the best, I love you so much." ”

The man sniffed his nose vigorously, smelled the rancid smell through the beak like a gas mask, and then laughed, "Okay, let's see Mommy, but you have to take medicine now, only obedient babies are good babies, right?" ”

As he spoke, the man reached into his abdomen with his white-gloved hand, as if he had entered a pool of water, and after a while he was writhing and searching for it, and after a while he took a leather tool box with dried blood stains from his body, and opened it with all kinds of rusty and corroded tools, the most obvious being a rusty scalpel, a large pair of scissors that resembled a home kitchen, and several huge sewing needles and several bottles of powdered things of various colors.

The man picked up the scissors and leaned to one end to prevent the bird's beak from piercing his daughter, then cut the thick black line that connected the yellow skin along his chin, and then said in a very loving tone, "Bear with me, it may hurt a little." ”

The little girl closed her eyes tightly, and then made that childish voice with her jaw that was about to fall: "The baby is strong, the baby is not afraid of pain, as long as he sees his mother." When she spoke of her mother, a yellow, transparent liquid flowed from the corners of the girl's closed eyes.

The man nodded in satisfaction, then very skillfully removed the girl's chin, set it aside, and then used the rusty scalpel to remove all the rotten, blackened and shrunken tongues, and then he took out a ten-centimeter-high glass jar filled with green liquid from his body, and if you look closely, it contains a complete human tongue.

The man did not hesitate, skillfully put the finished tongue into the girl's mouth, took out the black thick thread and stitched it, and took out a bottle of green powder in the toolbox and poured it, a smell of chemically corroded protein came out with green smoke, and finally sewed the yellow chin back again, during which some small white bugs were found at the root of the jaw teeth, and those tiny white bugs kept twisting their bodies to drill in and out of the rotten tooth roots, and the man took a lot of effort to pull them out one by one with tweezers, as if a single father was sewing up the broken ones for his own childIn the end, there was really no way to leave the wormholes with a few bubbling yellow transparent liquid in the teeth, so I could only use some powder to stop the liquid from flowing out first.

Then he nodded with satisfaction, "That's almost it, before we meet our mother, let's dress up beautifully." Then gently close your own tool box.

The girl opened her eyes again, and she could see her expectation for her mother from those two different eyes, and then smiled with satisfaction, but this time she could clearly see that several wormholes were cracked at the root of her teeth, "Okay Dad, I listen to you." ”

The love flowing from the man's face could barely be seen through the thick glass lenses of the man's mask, and he put back the same thing he had taken from his body, and then took the girl by the hand and walked out of the forest full of dead wood.