"What's wrong?"

Yang's wife wanted to speak and stopped, but after the last moment, she settled down, handed Yang Zhonghua a stack of children's crayon drawings, her face turned slightly pale, and said in a low voice: "Jiajia's weird ability seems to be stronger." ”

"You mean ......"

"Yes. He can now see more things that we can't. I'm ...... now I didn't dare to doubt their existence. ”

Yang Zhonghua didn't know what to say, so he forced a smile and said, "Wan'er, maybe it's just that we're worried in vain." Children, it's like that. ”

Yang's wife shook her head, her lower lip was bitten white by herself, and she said in a low voice: "When you went on a mission, I went to the bank one day to withdraw money, and when I was leaving, my son suddenly cried and said to me: Mom, don't line up at window No. 3." I couldn't understand what I heard at the time, and when I saw that he was making a lot of trouble, I had to agree. ”

"And then?"

"I thought it was weird, so I paid attention. When I arrived at the bank, I subconsciously looked at the No. 3 window, where there were the least people, and most of the numbered tickets issued by the numbering machine pointed there. When I went to get the numbered ticket, I got the ticket number waiting at window 3. At this time, I suddenly thought of my son's reaction, so I ......"

"You've renumbered. Yang Zhonghua affirmed. If it were me, my son would say so, and I guess he would be like his wife. There is no other reason, anyway, it is not troublesome, just to meet a small unreasonable request of his son.

Yang's wife nodded, her face turned even paler, and she said in a trembling voice: "I gave this number to another person who was in a hurry, and I went to line up another one." At that time, I thought, go home and tell my son, Mom remembers your words, let him be happy. This time, I got it from window five, and it was separated from window number three. Then ......" her voice trembled a little, and Yang's wife subconsciously bit her lower lip again.

"Hey, don't bite, you have this vice when you're nervous and scared. ”

"That's because I'm really scared!" said Yang's wife, "At most, it was only a few minutes before there was a fight at window three." ”

"Robbery?"

"It's not. The two men first began to quarrel over the issue of gambling debts, and then started to fight. One of them had a gun...... He pulled out his gun and shot, and the person he wanted to hit was not killed, but the person I gave the ticket to death. Subconsciously wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and his wife said: "If I hadn't listened to Yang Jia, I would have been in that position in a hurry...... I don't even dare to think about the rest of it. ”

Yang Zhonghua only felt terrified for a while, for the terrible thing that happened to his wife, and for Yang Jia's words.

Yang's wife shrunk into her husband's arms, trembled, and said, "I've seen it on TV, and this ability seems to be called precognition." Our son, I'm afraid I can really see something. If it wasn't for him this time, it would be me who died. The thought of not being able to see my son again, not being able to see you, made me feel like I was drowning, my whole body was chilling, and I couldn't breathe. ”

"Shhhh Yang Zhonghua put his arms around her and rubbed her arms vigorously, trying to make her feel safer.

The safe and powerful movements from the man made Yang's wife calm down, pointed to the paper in Yang Zhonghua's hand and said, "This is the picture he drew in preschool, look at it." ”

Yang Zhonghua flipped through the picture scrolls in his hand, and most of them were painted in front of him, such as the sun, houses, flowers, trees, grass, cars, etc., many things seen through the eyes of children. The coloring is bright, the painting method is childish but very cute, for example, there is a three portraits of a man and a woman holding a child in the middle, the head is big and the body is small, the gender can only be distinguished from the skirt and long hair, Yang Zhonghua can't help but smile, the three of them are his own family.

When he turned to the penultimate one, Yang Zhonghua's smile froze: "This is also what he painted?"

Yang's wife nodded: "It's only been a while." When the news was broadcast, he had been painting there quietly, and it was so quiet that I was a little scared, and I didn't know until I went to see it. ”

Yang Zhonghua looked at the painting in his hand, which only used two colors: black and red. The black color forms the whole and forms a human figure, with huge wings stretched out from the back. The proportions of the human body are a little out of proportion, I don't know if it is due to the childish way of drawing or Yang Jia's deliberate drawing, the arms appear very long, reaching the knees, and the fingers are too long, as if there is something extra on the fingertips. The red is an embellishment, drawing a pair of red eyes, red teeth, and fingertips painted with this color, which looks like dried blood.

Yang Zhonghua looked at it and couldn't help but feel cold. Although he didn't understand what kind of monster was depicted, the combination of red and black blood was a kind of violence hidden in the dark and bloody, which made people feel suffocated.

When I looked up at my wife, I saw that she was just as uneasy as herself, nervously wringing her fingers and pursing her lower lip.

"Son, come to Daddy. ”

Yang Jia came out with his Transformers toy, opened his big black and white eyes, and asked, "Dad, what's the matter?"

Yang Zhonghua pointed to the painting and asked softly, "You painted this?"

Yang Jia stretched out his head to look and nodded.

"Well, can Daddy ask what he draws......? Monsters?"

Yang Jia smiled and shook his head: "No." I drew Brother Yang Yi. ”

Yang Yi, the Yang Yi who smiled with a refreshing face and a sunny face, recalled the monster he saw in the headshot and the painting in the painting, and Yang Zhonghua couldn't connect the two.

"Brother Yang Yi isn't like this, right? Paint him as a monster, be careful that Brother Yang Yi hates you. ”

"That's what he looks like. Brother Yang Yi has many appearances, and this is just one of them. ”

Yang Zhonghua's face changed slightly, and there were many kinds of looks, one of them, what does it mean? The child's ability to express himself without a head or tail made Yang Zhonghua unable to figure out what Yang Jia meant.

"What do you mean...... Brother Yang Yi, well, one of many appearances, is such a monster?" Yang Zhonghua asked cautiously, verifying his thoughts.

Yang Jia was unhappy, and said with a small face: "Brother Yang Yi is not a monster! He likes me, he is a good person! He is very powerful!"

"Okay, good, good! How can a monster have wings if it's not a monster? Brother Yang Yi is a human being, and so are we, we don't have it, how can he have it. ”

Yang Jia said unhappily: "I won't tell my father." Brother Yang Yi is not a monster!" dragged his toy back to the house, muttering, "He's going to change." Like Optimus Prime. ”

Will it change? Yang Zhonghua sensitively grasped the word. Like Optimus Prime in the cartoon, will it turn into a big truck? Should I praise my son's imagination, or should I honestly tell him that although the military has designed a machine that can be partially deformed to meet the needs of combat, it should be like in the cartoon...... Let's wait for the technology to develop for a few hundred more years.

Yang Zhonghua suddenly wanted to laugh, but another sentence came out of Yang Jia's mouth, which completely made him unable to laugh.

Yang Jia said to himself: "But Uncle Gan said that he is a monster, and he is still a very powerful monster." ”

Rain?

Dead Ganlin?

Yang Zhonghua's face changed greatly, and he looked at his wife and saw that her face was blue, which was even worse than himself.

"You Uncle Gan...... He...... What else did you say?"

Yang Jia walked to the TV and said, "I didn't say anything." said that although Brother Yang Yi is a monster, don't be afraid, he will protect me. Hehe, just like the Autobots protect the Earthlings. Ahh

"Oh, good. Yang Zhonghua responded unconsciously, and his heart was confused for a while.

Looking down at Yang Jia's paintings again, the combination of black and red is still full of blood and violence. Strange wings, stretched out in a flapping shape. The red of the fingertips, as if something had been torn just now, and there were traces of blood. The red in his mouth was like having swallowed fresh flesh, and the flesh foam and blood clots were still between his teeth before he had time to swallow them. The red of the eyes is even more bewitching and unpredictable, and only these two red points attract the focus of attention in the pasty facial features. The whole painting, the painting is alive and well, it is a monster that looks like a human!

The two husbands and wives looked at each other, both seeing uncontrollable horror in each other's eyes.

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