It was as if there was a pair of mischievous hands that suddenly woke up the sleeping person, and the nightmare was haunting, and the sudden fear took over all the sleepiness, wandering restlessly on the edge of dreaming and waking, obviously feeling deeply tired, but unable to sleep again.

Leng Qinghe turned on the bedside light, half-sat up, stroked his chest, and soothed his wildly beating heart.

How long has this been the case?

It should be from after the death of the mother......

Even if you are asleep, you can't sleep deeply, the picture in the dream is both real and unreal, constantly switching, sad or painful, or regretful...... For more than ten years, this feeling has been chasing her, and she can't shake it off, trapped in the same nightmare, unable to escape, unable to escape.

When he was pale, he wished he hadn't woken up again, and he had been spared such a dying struggle.

Pressing the remote control, the curtains slowly opened, the silent space, the lonely cold dawn, the sound of rain falling outside the window, knocking on the atrium at once, making the loneliness and loneliness even worse.

It's raining......

Yesterday was fine.

Back then, Uncle Jiang asked her if she wanted to dispose of the house, but she didn't agree.

She knew that Uncle Jiang was for her good, and she was afraid that after she recalled the memories of the past, her spirit would be affected again.

But this memory, where can it be solved by dealing with a dropped house.

In this city, probably only this house is left, and it is the only thing she can hold in her hands.

She was also happy, happy, and lived like a carefree little princess, but the accident came unexpectedly, and overnight, all the good things were buried.

Her father treated her very well, she was afraid of melting in her mouth, and she was afraid of falling in the palm of her hand, so amiable, she was never willing to beat and scold her, and she was rarely criticized.

This is how to be pampered and arrogant, when you get your father's favor, you are a little unscrupulous, you refuse to practice the piano well, you refuse to take the tutor class well, and even when you eat, you have become picky.

My mother had a headache for this, and often blamed my father for being too fond of her, but my father always said, who made our daughter so beautiful and cute like you.

Her mother was very opposed but helpless, because she had never made any mistakes of principle, so she obeyed her father's wishes.

Later, one day, my father began to become unpleasant, serious, and even nervous, often alone in the room, and did not come out for a long time, and even if he did, his face was very ugly.

She thought her father was just sick.

Father, indeed, is sick......

Too sick to be forgiven.

That day, it was the day of the school holiday, and she had already thought about asking her father to take her out to play.

After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no sound, so I called my mother to come, and my mother hurriedly came to open the door with the key, and the door opened, and there was a strong smell of smoke in my nose, as if something was burning.

My father was just like that, lying quietly on the bed, not breathing.

The mother trembled and called out her father's name, and shouted countless times, but he did not answer, and the coldness of the touch made her tremble.

The dose taken was too large, resuscitation was ineffective, and the doctor pronounced him dead.

It was the first time she had witnessed death, and she had witnessed a living person lying there like ashes, forever apart.

The person who loved her the most, after being "sick" for a few days, left completely.

There are constantly people in uniform who come to investigate, ask, and record confessions, and the mother is like a robot, not crying or making trouble, and answering questions honestly.

In order to avoid suspicion and clear the relationship, those friends who had a good relationship with her father on weekdays did not come to her father's funeral, and even her uncles avoided it.

Mother has always been spoiled by her father, a person has never experienced this, take her to see her uncles, hoping that they will be for the sake of the family and can give her father a ride.

At that time, maybe my mother was the only one, and I thought they were still a family.

Even if her mother knelt down on her knees and pleaded bitterly, she still couldn't wake up those selfish hearts, and at that moment, she suddenly found that under the drive of matter, people's hearts were so terrible and cold.

Her father's funeral was handled by her and her mother.

At that time, she was only 15 years old, until the moment she held her father's ashes, she felt that all this was just a bad dream, and when she woke up from the dream, her father who loved her was still there, and her mother was still blaming her father for his excessive love, and the home was still lively.

But this dream never woke up.

The day after dealing with my father's funeral, my mother made a big table of delicious food, and my mother said that she had lost weight in the past two days, and if my father knew, he would blame her for not taking care of her.

Even if she couldn't eat anymore, she forced herself to gobble it up, because she knew that if she didn't, her mother would be uncomfortable again.

Mother sat aside, couldn't eat any food, watched her eat, and then told her over and over again: Qingqing, you can't be picky in the future.

On the third day, her mother said that she would take her for a walk.

People who hide at home all day and don't even want to go to school are still in the mood to relax, but in order to make her mother less depressed, she went.

Her mother bought her a lot of clothes, spring, summer, autumn and winter, almost all of them.

Mother said: You have always liked to wear beautiful clothes, and you always pestered your father to buy them for you, and now that your father is gone, your mother will buy you more, and you will keep them and wear them slowly.

Day 4.

My mother went out early in the morning, and when she came back, it was already evening, and her eyes were swollen undecently.

She asked her mother what she was doing, and she only said that she had gone to see her father.

On this day, the mother locked herself in the room where her father died, not eating, drinking, or talking.

She crouched at the door, calling out to her mother from time to time, she was very afraid, afraid that her mother would be like her father, and suddenly left her.

When the mother opened the door and came out, she saw her curled up in the doorway, pulled her up, hugged her, and cried and said: I will not die, what will you do if I die?

As a result, her mother still lied to her.

Mother lay on the same bed where her father had sit, the same position, the same coldness, the only difference was that her blood stained the sheets shockingly.

On the cabinet, there is a piece of paper.

The font is beautiful, just like a mother's gentleness: Qingqing, mom is sorry for you, mom is going to take care of your dad, you have to learn to be strong alone in the future, there will be an uncle surnamed Jiang who will come and take you away, you go with him, live well.

Oh, be strong!

Good irresponsible two words.

Want her to be strong? But why isn't she strong!? Why didn't she think about it for her, she also needed to be taken care of......

Uncle Jiang helped her take care of her mother.

Uncle Jiang said that when his father knew that he could not escape, he approached him, hoping that he could help take care of her and her mother.

Uncle Jiang agreed, because he had a good relationship with his father.

Maybe Uncle Jiang wouldn't have thought that his promise was only half fulfilled.

She hated her father's knowledge of the law, and hated him for abandoning her.

She resented her mother's selfishness, which forced her to accept the death of her relatives in just a few days, and why she couldn't be braver, making her an orphan without a father and mother.

When anger filled his chest, he even vented to Uncle Jiang who came over.

He hates those who push his father into the abyss, he hates those who look on coldly, he hates gossip, he hates the fear when the shady curtain comes, and he hates the memories he chases all his life.

The princess in the fairy tale, after all, has returned to reality, everything has become different from before, her carefree, her willfulness, happiness, innocence...... Follow my father and mother, and be buried together.

Only the neighbor who helped her with sympathetic eyes is now long gone, and the strange face no longer pays attention to her past, and the present is only sad.

I want to cry, but after all, there are no tears.

Outside the door, there seemed to be some movement.

got out of bed with his clothes on, opened the door of the room, and Leng Qinghe and Jiang Xing, who was standing outside the door, also looked at each other.

"Boss......" Jiang Xing also had a hint of panic, and immediately looked away.

"Hoshiya?" Leng Qinghe was quite surprised: "It's still early, you should sleep in the room." ”

"I ...... Can't sleep. Jiang Xing was also embarrassed.

"It's because I didn't think it through, I should arrange a hotel for you to live in, here ......" can understand the other party's discomfort, after all, this house, in the eyes of outsiders, is simply a haunted house.

But the ghost that others are most afraid of is her most worried relative, if there is really a ghost in this world, she really hopes that her father and mother can reappear in front of her, so that she can call her father and mother for a long time.

"It's not!" How to tell her that he is no longer a little hairy child who has just entered society, this place is her home, what is so terrible, he just ...... "I was woken up by the rain outside, and I didn't fall asleep after waking up, and then I wanted to come and see, I was worried that we were far away, and if you shouted at me, I wouldn't be able to hear it." ”

He couldn't tell her, but he was worried that she was scared alone, so he came to take a look.

Even though she gives everyone the impression that she is a strong woman with quite a skill, the silence and sadness she occasionally shows only makes him feel that she is just a woman who needs to be cared for by others.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, for fear that he would be wrong, and he was also afraid of being sentimental.

What a lame reason.

couldn't bear to debunk it, Leng Qinghe tried hard to squeeze out a smile: "When I recruited you into the prosperous world, I was as an assistant, and now Uncle Jiang often tells you to do things, you are now more like my personal bodyguard, it seems that I have to give you a salary increase, otherwise I will think that I, the boss, oppresses the employees." ”

"No, boss."

"Huh?"

The autumn water was bright, with a hint of warmth in the cold, and frowned slightly.

"Sister."

This rain came and went quickly, and it disappeared with the dawn, and the fresh air exuded the smell of rain and clear weather.

Every city, there are a few places to highlight the characteristics, this city is of course no exception, the most popular is hidden outside the city of an ancient alley, but unfortunately now has been occupied by a dazzling array of modern shops, although it has lost some of the taste of the ancient alley, but the people who come to play, there are still not a few.

Ji Qianheng picked people up from the hotel, looked at Yan Shi, who was dressed like a flower, and couldn't wait to distance himself a little more.

"You're here to attract bees and butterflies?"

"Isn't it pretty? I think it's pretty good, but I haven't had time to wear it last time I went out to play and buy it. Having already put yesterday's unpleasant conversation out of the clouds, Yan Shi turned around to herself: "Look at how fairy this dress is, you remember, you will take a few more photos for me in a while." ”

If I hadn't made a promise, I would have wanted to leave...... Ji Qianheng had to admire, should he say that this girl has no heart and lungs, or should he praise her for her excellent ability to bear it.

An hour later.

Ji Qianheng really understood how energetic this little aunt and grandmother are when she goes shopping, no matter what kind of store, even if it is selling things for children, she has to go in and take a few looks.

He followed step by step, and gradually lost his patience.