"Yang Yi! Xiao Yi! Wake up!"

It's a bit like his mother's voice, but Yang Yi can't tell what is real and what is fake now, and instinctively resists and struggles, waving his arms and slapping indiscriminately.

"Let me come!" a deep male voice said.

Then, a heavy slap was slapped on Yang Yi's face, and a cold liquid splashed over.

Yang Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and there were three people in his eyes, Zhu Shanhua, Luo Linsheng and Liu Hao.

Zhu Shanhua looked at herself in a panic, her eyes full of panic and concern.

Luo Linsheng looked at himself with a mocking look, holding in his hand the mineral water bottle that Yang Yi had forcibly poured into him. Liu Hao's eyes are very deep and complex, and there is a very uncomfortable look of inquiry.

"What's wrong with me?" Yang Yi asked, shocked to find that his throat was dry, and it was actually a damaged vocal cord, and there was a feeling of severe dehydration. Looking around in horror, there was silence in the carriage, and there was a young mother in the opposite direction, holding the child's head in her arms with one hand, and looking at Yang Yi with horror and disgust.

Zhu Shanhua said in shock and fear: "Are you having a nightmare?" You have been shouting, in English. It's weird. ”

"What?" Yang Yi exclaimed. He knew that his English was not bad, but not strong enough to speak at will, and his English test score had been hovering between 60 and 70 because his spoken English was too poor.

"I'm shouting in English?" Yang Yi asked in horror.

Zhu Shanhua nodded and looked at him suspiciously. Although Yang Yi is not her biological child, she has lived with herself since she was a child, and her temperament is like herself, for example, her talent in language learning is not high, and in one point, the two mothers and sons have the same shortcomings.

Luo Linsheng put down the bottle of mineral water, probably avenged Yang Yiyi's revenge, his expression was a little proud, and he said in a mocking tone: "It's great, it's still ancient English, and the grammatical composition is different from the current one." ”

Liu Hao smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I slapped you if you couldn't wake up." If you're in a hurry, don't be surprised. ”

Yang Yi nodded. I'm so grateful for that slap, if it weren't for this ear, would my head really be chopped off?

Zhu Shanhua asked with concern: "How do you feel now?"

Yang Yi said: "Mom, I have nothing to do. Probably asleep and having nightmares. ”

In fact, he's bad. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his heart was still beating like a sledgehammer. I don't know whether the scene is real or illusory, and I remember it clearly, like a woodblock print.

The strange things that followed one after another had already made Yang Yi realize that something different and abnormal had happened to him, and he was hesitating to tell his mother. However, everything is really illusory or real, Yang Yi himself can't tell the difference, and it seems that there is no need for his mother to worry about these weird things or even maybe just hallucinations caused by nervousness.

Zhu Shanhua probed Yang Yi's forehead and said worriedly: "It's cold, didn't you get better from the last cold?" Son, where are you uncomfortable? Tell your mother, don't hold it alone." ”

Yang Yi opened his mouth, thinking that maybe it wasn't true, and it was better to talk about it.

"Mom, I'm ......"

Just as he was about to say, he stopped talking when he saw Luo Linsheng's uncle and nephew standing there.

Liu Hao has been looking at Yang Yi with a strange eye, which makes Yang Yi feel very uncomfortable, and there is an instinctive disgust of being probed. This made Yang Yi choose to wait for them to leave.

Sensing Yang Yi's reaction, Liu Hao just smiled and pulled Luo Linsheng back to his seat. Luo Linsheng turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Yang Yi, with a mocking and provocative expression. Liu Hao reprimanded Luo Linsheng a few times, and the latter retracted his eyes and continued to play PSP with an impatient face, still listening to it only as MP3.

Seeing the two leaving, Yang Yi was about to speak. Zhu Shanhua stretched out her head to look at the carriage connection, took off the towel from the shelf, and said, "I'll go wring the towel with hot water and put it on your forehead." It's so cold, I'm afraid you'll get sick. ”

Yang Yi's heart was warm, and he smiled: "Xie Lu, Xie Ma." ”

Zhu Shanhua stretched out her hand and twisted it on the tip of Yang Yi's nose, and said with a smile: "Thank you." I'm your mother, I don't care who you care about? ”

Yang Yi nodded and watched Zhu Shanhua leave his seat. It seemed that there was no hot water at the junction of the nearest carriages, and Zhu Shanhua walked to the next section.

Yang Yi looked around, it was already midnight, but the people around him were not sleeping, and they were looking at him with a frightened look. Yang Yi smiled awkwardly, already guessing that it might be his own yelling that woke these people up.

I sat down in a daze, no sleep, and couldn't help but think back to everything I had just experienced, including the last slash on the head.

Thinking about it distractedly, I suddenly felt pain in my arm, and subconsciously reached out and touched my right arm in my clothes.

It is slightly warm and a little slippery, and when I touch the skin, there is a sharp pain that cannot be ignored.

Yang Yi was stunned, a cold feeling rose in his heart, and he put his fingers in front of him in a cringe.

There were blood stains on the fingers.

Own.

Three fingers have been dyed red.

This realization made the blood on Yang Yi's face fade in an instant!

Looking up at Liu Hao, Liu Hao was resting with his eyes closed, Luo Linsheng was listening to the song, and he was holding Erlang's leg and hanging one foot to beat the beat. The rest of the people around him continued to sleep from the fatigue of the journey after the little turmoil caused by Yang Yi, and no one noticed him.

Yang Yi shrank into the corner by the window, ripped open his collar and looked in.

There was a cut on his right arm from something sharp. It wasn't deep, it wasn't long, about two inches or so, and the wound was slowly oozing out, already wetting the inner layer of clothing.

Yang Yi's heart shook wildly, and he recalled the long knife shot in the air, and it was this position that it slashed, leaving a wound here.

What I thought was an illusory wound has now become a reality. This means that what you think is illusory is real.

It's so real that it can leave a wound on your arm!

Looking at the wound blankly, Yang Yi was completely unresponsive.

A real wound in turn represents a real experience. In another completely eerie place.

At the same time, it also means that the old woman who was beheaded, the skeleton that killed people, all the chaos is real and exists! Not long ago, I participated in a chaos, I saw an old woman beheaded, in addition to being stabbed in the body, a young farmer lost his life to protect himself, and there was also a big man who should not exist and slashed people around with two knives.

Is this all true?

The wound is reminding Yang Yi that it's true!

Yang Yi shrank by the side of the window, and couldn't stop shaking, and suddenly felt that the air conditioning temperature in the compartment was too low, and it was as cold as winter!

My heart was in turmoil, and I was full of fear, and I didn't know who to say to him. The idea of talking to Zhu Shanhua was completely stopped at this moment, and what really happened made Yang Yi dare not pull his mother into this strange but dangerous whirlpool.

Calming down, his trembling hand pulled a few pieces of toilet paper and padd it on the wound. Then he pulled his collar and couldn't calm down anymore, and the chaos was like a storm coming.

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