127 Subconscious (3)
"Okay, then we'll go in with you." Yan Junshan thought for a moment and said to Zhao Min.
Since she insisted on going in, then I would accompany her to see what kind of medicine was being sold inside this door?
Zhao Min nodded, and slowly pushed open the door with her name hanging on it, which was shining with colorful light, she did not hesitate, and stepped into the door until the light covered her and disappeared.
"Let's go in too!"
Yan Junshan pulled Yan Xiaoqing and prepared to follow, but the light curtain inside the door bounced open, and both of them fell to the ground, and then watched the door with Zhao Min's name on it close automatically.
"This ......"
Yan Junshan and Yan Xiaoqing looked at each other, this door actually only allowed the people it designated to enter.
"What now? Shall we wait for her to come out? Yan Xiaoqing asked, the scene just now was beyond the scope of what he could understand.
"I'll go in the door with my name on it, and see what's going on here, and you'll wait outside for us to come out, and if there's a connection inside, I'll bring her out."
Yan Junshan realized the seriousness of the matter, solemnly instructed Yan Xiaoqing, and then stepped into the door with his name hanging without looking back.
After Yan Junshan stepped into the door, Yan Xiaoqing was the only one left in the empty street, and she waited outside for ten minutes, but she didn't see anyone come out.
She took a deep breath and came to the door with her name on it, on the one hand, out of curiosity, on the other hand, she felt that if it was an exit, Zhao Min and they had actually gone out, but there was no way to inform herself, and it was not impossible for her to wait blindly on the street.
Yan Xiaoqing stood in front of the door with his name on it, and like the other two doors, it slowly opened, and inside the door was a strange chaotic space, exuding all kinds of light.
After hesitating for only three seconds, Yan Xiaoqing closed her eyes tightly and raised her legs to step into it.
When she opened her eyes again, she was found at a wooden table with several home-cooked dishes and a delicate cake box.
There was also a teenage boy sitting next to him, he was holding dishes and chopsticks, sitting upright on a chair, waiting for the meal, this was her younger brother Yan Xiaojie.
There was a sound of stir-frying in the kitchen, and then a woman poked her head out and shouted: "Xiaoqing, call your dad to see when he can get home, today is his birthday, he said he would come back early." ”
Seeing that Yan Xiaoqing didn't reply to her, the woman probed and shouted again: "Xiaoqing, what are you still doing in a daze, don't hurry up, my mobile phone is on the coffee table." ”
"Oh, here we go!" Yan Xiaoqing replied subconsciously.
What's going on with this cake box? Father's birthday? Yan Xiaoqing suddenly thought that her parents had divorced when she was in junior high school, and the day of the divorce seemed to be not long after her father's birthday.
She picked up the old-fashioned cell phone on the coffee table, found his father's mobile phone number from the address book, and dialed it.
"Hey!" A familiar and unfamiliar male voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Dad......" Yan Xiaoqing pursed her lips, thought about it for a while, and shouted out this extremely unfamiliar term.
"Oh, Xiaoqing! Dad's traffic jam here, tell your mom, I may not be able to go back until late in the evening, so you can eat dinner first! After saying that, Yan Xiaoqing hung up the call without waiting for Yan Xiaoqing to speak again.
Looking at the mobile phone in her hand, Yan Xiaoqing was lost for a while, since her parents divorced, she followed her mother, her younger brother followed her father, and her father never came to see her once, but she didn't expect this time and space tunnel to really bring her back to before her parents divorced.
She ran to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror, with a standard student head and a slightly childish face, which was what she looked like in junior high school.
"What's the regret, I don't have a relationship with that man at all......" Yan Xiaoqing muttered to herself in the mirror.
"Xiaoqing, what did your dad say?"
"Oh, he said there was a traffic jam, come back later, let's eat first." Yan Xiaoqing came out of the bathroom and said.
"Okay, let's eat first! The cake was left for him to open when he returned. ”
A trace of sadness flashed in Yan's mother's eyes, and then she smiled again.
Yan Xiaoqing's mother's expression changed in her eyes, how could she not know that her father was actually celebrating her birthday with another woman outside, and her mother also knew something at the moment, but she didn't want to mention anything in front of her children.
"Yay!" Yan Xiaojie heard that it was time to start, and happily ran to the kitchen to serve rice.
In this regard, Yan Xiaoqing will not say anything, and she does not want to change anything, she will go to high school in the future, and she will be a student in the eyes of her classmates, so she has no regrets about the departure of that man.
It's really a pity that he lost such an excellent daughter, Yan Xiaoqing thought silently.
That night, there was a quarrel in the next room, the sound of smashing things, the sound of a woman crying, and finally the sound of Yan's father slamming the door and leaving.
Yan Xiaoqing didn't bother to pay attention to it, grabbed the quilt, covered herself, and thought about how to end this time and space journey, why did she return here?
"Squeak!"
The door of the room was pushed open, and Yan Xiaoqing thought it was her mother, so she got up and turned on the light.
When he saw the person who pushed the door in, Yan Xiaoqing was suddenly frightened, and almost jumped up.
It wasn't her mother who came in, but the strange man who handed out the leaflets, half of his face was badly ulcerated, only one of his eyes was rolling, and the corners of his mouth were half upturned, looking extremely terrifying.
"You...... How did you get in? Yan Xiaoqing asked angrily, in the middle of the night, this strange-looking strange middle-aged man suddenly broke into his room, what did he want to do?
The middle-aged man shook his head, half of his lips squirmed, and said, "This is my territory, why can't I come in?"
"Your territory? What exactly do you want to do? "Yan Xiaoqing is quite smart, knowing that pies will not fall from the sky for no reason, this person has this ability, what is wrong with it? And after changing the past, will the current self still be yourself?
"I think all of you who come in can make up for it."
"I have no regrets." Yan Xiaoqing, don't overdo it.
"You have, you subconsciously crave fatherly love!" Although the man had only one eye, he seemed to be able to see through the heart.
"You go, if you don't leave, I'll call someone." Perhaps because he said something in his heart, Yan Xiaoqing was annoyed and ashamed, and pointed to the door and asked him to go out.
"I created all the people here, you ......"
After that, the middle-aged man paused, then walked up to Yan Xiaoqing, poked his head in front of her, and continued to speak softly: "Who can you call?" ”
"You created it?" Yan Xiaoqing keenly caught the word, and she slowly retreated, distancing herself from this strange middle-aged man.