"Still have a fever?"

After Quan Heng drank half a bowl of porridge, the woman took the porcelain bowl and put it aside, and touched Quan Heng's forehead with her cold hand.

Quan Heng's fingers on the quilt curled up slightly, hooked the Buddha beads on his wrist, and lowered his eyes a little tiredly, the tails of her eyes stretched out slightly obliquely, very noble, but the corners of her eyes were naturally bent, and she was warm and clear when she lowered her eyes.

The woman looked at her in a blink of an eye, always feeling something strange.

Age, body, and memories have all receded with the dream, why hasn't this feeling changed for her?

"Mom, do you have anything else to say?" Quan Heng lifted his eyes to look at her, and curled his lips kindly, "It's okay with me, you go and rest." ”

"No," the woman reacted and smiled, "It's your birthday, and your mother bought you a cake, haven't you always wanted to eat a birthday cake?" Although it is not good to eat much if you have a fever, it is okay to eat a small piece. ”

"Come, I'll help you push the wheelchair over, and Mommy will take you."

[Wan Liao, I see that Quan Heng is completely confused, sure enough, there is only a mother in the world, this is not a little guarded]

[Listen to the stupid fork upstairs, the ghost mother's ability is completely a psychological loophole, and then make your memory clear in the dream, you are dreaming, your consciousness is not clear, how many deep dreams have you seen that are controlled by people?] I'm really convinced]

[How do I feel...... What's wrong?,Did you just see a close-up of the camera?,Although I'm legally illiterate.,But at least I'm not illiterate.,I can read words.,Who has nothing to study the age of criminal law?? And just that tea-soaked "I'm okay", people like Quan Heng can say it?? ]

[It's normal for children to be spoiled, who doesn't spoil their mothers, I'm still a mother's daughter]

[You are spoiled to be spoiled, Quan Heng is going to be killed, and her "mother" is going to kill her]

“…… Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! The woman only had one mouth moving, and after singing the birthday song, she applauded, and gently looked at Kwon Heng, who was warmed by the firelight in the dark, "Blow out the candles and make a wish." ”

Quan Heng lowered his eyes, the faint candlelight flickered under his eyes, and said softly:

"Give this birthday wish to my mother, let me suffer in my birth, what wish does my mother want to make?"

The woman seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then smiled more gently: "Mom hopes to be by your side forever, love you forever, and take care of you." ”

Quan Heng raised his eyes to look at her: "Then how can I fulfill your wish?" ”

"I'm willing to give anything to make your wish come true."

The woman was completely stunned, and she saw a stubbornness that made the scalp tingle in this calm eyes like stagnant water, like the cold and suffocating sea water ebbing, revealing the jagged and withered rotten stones.

She was suddenly a little frightened, her intuition told her that she couldn't continue, but there was only one last step left in victory, the woman took a deep breath and forced to suppress this unknown emotion, picked up a gift box from the chair seat at hand, pushed it in front of Quan Heng and opened it.

It was a pair of blood-black buttons.

The long needle, which had not yet been wiped with blood, lay quietly next to the button.

"As long as you wear it, your mother can be with you forever."

"Don't you want to live with your mom forever?"

Quan Heng's pupils moved slightly: "Really? ”

The candle on the cake was already halfway burned, and the woman squeezed out a slightly stiff smile and nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

"Okay, I'll fulfill you." Quan Heng looked at the woman quietly for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth slowly curved, and even a smile appeared in his eyes, "But it doesn't need to be as troublesome as stitches." ”

"W-"

As soon as the woman's voice came out, she suddenly stuck, and saw Quan Heng on the opposite side stretch out her right hand, picked up the silver knife next to the cutting plate and stabbed it into the eye!

The barrage of swearing words and the woman who expects success are instantly stunned.

"Strange thing......" Quan Heng twisted the silver knife in his hand, and his eyelids were cut in half by the blade when he blinked, "Why doesn't it hurt?" ”

The room began to tremble, the walls kept falling off, all illusions were disintegrating, and the woman kept shaking, feeling that everything in the dream was slowly and forcefully out of her control.

There were only two cheap colored candles left on the cake, burning to the end, and shaking the candles in a desperate struggle.

In the darkness that gradually attacked, Quan Heng regretfully pulled out the silver knife and gently put it aside: "Why don't you change it, Mom, I'll change it." ”

She said gently, her fingers digging into her socket and removing her right eyeball alive.

A pair of buttons protruded from the woman's eyes, and she trembled: "Why are you, you are not ......"

Kwon Heng still smiled, looking at her gently and encouragingly.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the woman's mind, and she straightened up in horror and anger and asked:

"-You haven't lost your memory?!"

Quan Heng laughed softly, slowly stuffed the gouged out eyes back into the sockets, returned to normal in the blink of an eye, and sighed:

"I finally guessed it."

She leaned back in her chair, and the candles on the cake were all extinguished, darkness poured in, and the house collapsed on all sides.

The icy wind struck in the next second, rolling up the dust and rubble, and the world was clear.

The floor was moved to stone slabs, the tables were turned into gravel, the reefs rose from the ground, and the buildings and alleys were replaced by the waves of the sky, as if in the blink of an eye, the stars shifted, the vicissitudes of the sea, and the noisy fireworks in the world turned into lonely mountains and rivers.

"This is a place I often come to," Kwon Heng folded his hands, resting on his lower abdomen relaxedly, looking at the sea from afar, "Mom thinks it's beautiful?" ”

The sea breeze was blowing on her cheeks, and she spoke slowly and clearly, softly and methodically.

In this way, it gives people a feeling that no matter who it is, no matter how many times they listen to Quan Heng's speech, they can instantly identify her as a generous and gentle, but also unobtrusive and skillful superior.

The faceless woman's body stiffened, and the ghost mother who was parasitic inside was not in the mood to listen at all, looking around vigilantly and irritably.

Quan Heng sensed her anxiety, looked back, and took the initiative to say, "Actually, it's very simple to tell if I'm pretending to be or not." ”

The ghost mother immediately looked at her.

"Sit." Quan Heng raised her hand politely, and there was immediately an extra chair beside the ghost mother, but she still stood.

Quan Heng smiled, and didn't care whether the ghost mother would appreciate it or not, so he retracted his gaze and looked away again: "It's actually very simple, no matter how calm a fourteen-year-old young man is, he will have the limitations of age and qualifications, and I wasn't as good-tempered as I am now." ”

The corner of the ghost mother's mouth twitched when she heard this.

Good temper?

You're not a good temper right now, are you?

"I used to be a lot more difficult to get along with than I am now, or I couldn't get along at all." Quan Heng knew what the ghost mother was thinking, and chuckled helplessly.

The ghost mother sneered vigilantly: "Really? ”

"It's so unfriendly to be controlled by someone," Quan Heng tilted his head and smiled slightly, "Are you in a hurry?" ”

The ghost mother choked: "You-"

"Let me guess again," Kwon Heng flicked the beads, "You are so jealous of me because I said last night, 'I'll help you kill someone, and you will help me deal with trouble', right?" ”

The ghost mother's uneven face froze, and her fingers curled up nervously.

"I haven't promised you before, and I'm not even happy with the false and wronged, you should be able to understand that I know what you promised to be able to, but then I suddenly agreed, or 'killing' This kind of illegal thing, you are wondering if I have the right to kill people reasonably, is it a 'ghost card'?

"After all, there are only ghost cards with the ability of 'indiscriminate killing', and there is no precedent for ghost cards in the audition, but I even have such an outrageous thing as predicting the plot eighteen times, so what's impossible?"

Kwon Heng said:

"Or you already knew, or expected me to draw the ghost card of 'indiscriminate killing', so you said 'draw a suitable card', you want to use me as a 'knife', but you didn't get the promise to be a 'sheath', so you want to solve me as soon as possible after Peng Qinan's death, and prevent me from killing you for double rewards and ghost card tasks."

The ghost mother's face became more and more ugly.

"...... said," Quan Heng rubbed his fingers against the rubellite, and sighed with a smile, "How could I expose such a big loophole?" ”

"It's still the horse's feet that I showed when I took the initiative to trade with you, and even opened champagne in the middle of the dinner chat, revealing that I had been to the sixth floor, adding fuel to the fire, and making you can't wait to do the game to kill me.

"—isn't that weird?"

The ghost mother bit her lip and didn't speak.

Quan Heng stopped pressing, closed his eyes, and felt that the fishy smell in the sea breeze was stronger than in his memory.

"The water here is very cold, especially in winter, and thick clothes can pull you down like a water ghost when they are full of water, which is almost certain death for a disabled person." Quan Heng raised his hand as if to hold the wind, but his voice also dissipated with the wind, "But at that time, I didn't struggle. ”

"By the way, I forgot to tell you," Kwon Heng retracted his emotions and tilted his head to laugh, "There are not many humans who can completely control dreams, but unfortunately, I am one of them. ”

"My dear mother, it's a game, but it's not you who hunt me.

"—but I, hunt you."

The waves towered for 100 meters, forming a high wall of death that covered the sky and the sun, and collapsed down.

The ghost mother wanted to leave but couldn't move at all, so she was forcefully dragged on a chair and forced to sit under the death scythe with Kwon Heng.

"Mom," Kwon Heng's smile deepened, meaningfully, "I will offer a bouquet of daffodils in front of your tombstone." ”

Daffodil......

The ghost mother opened her mouth in disbelief, and was drowned by the waves before being questioned in shock.

Heaven and earth are dead, and seagulls are chirping.