Zheng Lei had been trying hard to think about the forgotten thing, he felt that death was getting closer and closer to him, but the feeling of wanting to think of it in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

It wasn't until one day, when he accidentally saw a backpack that Shui Rou had once carried, that he remembered what he had forgotten. On this backpack, there are two figures, one large and one small, the big figure is obviously the father or mother of the small figure, and the villain is in the hands of the adult, walking in the afterglow of the sunset, it looks so happy.

Maybe it was this happiness that touched Zheng Lei's memory, and made him suddenly remember that for so many years, he hadn't even made a phone call home, many years ago, when he was still in college, that time Brother Ming took out his broken mobile phone, and when he was about to dial, Shui Rou came, and then he never remembered to make a phone call.

So when Shui Rou changed his diaper for him again, he mentioned it to Shui Rou, he thought that Shui Rou would gently bring the phone, and then dial a string of numbers, turn on the speakerphone, and gently put it in his ear, but when he said this, Shui Rou's face showed a trace of fear.

That's right, what he saw from Shui Rou's eyes was a sense of fear, as if Shui Rou was afraid that he would remember to call, but Shui Rou was only frightened, and then kissed Zheng Lei gently, and then dialed a string of numbers.

After a brief wait, the phone was connected, and a voice came from inside: "Hey, who is it?"

Zheng Lei's mouth trembled a little and said, "I'm Zheng Lei." ”

"Lei'er, are you really Lei'er? it! Lei'er's phone is really Lei'er's phone!"

Zheng Lei listened to the voice coming from the earpiece, and his eyes gradually blurred.

Then a loving old woman's voice came from the earpiece, trembling and asking, "Is it Lei'er?"

"Well, it's Lei'er, father, mother, are you okay?" Zheng Lei didn't believe his ears, and he couldn't imagine that he could talk to his parents once in his twilight years.

"Well, good, good. The voice coming from the earpiece sounded choked, perhaps excited, perhaps sad.

"Are you okay at home?" Zheng Lei asked.

"Well, it's all right, the family is still the same, everything is exactly the same as when you were at home, your sister has said many times that she wants your father and me to move out, but we haven't moved. ”

"Sister, which sister?" Zheng Lei asked suspiciously, could it be that after his disappearance, his parents gave birth to another daughter?

"Your sister, have you forgotten?"

"Xiaowan, Hu Xiaowan?" Zheng Lei suddenly remembered such a name.

"Well, yes, it's Xiaowan, she is also married now, and she has two children. ”

Xiao Wan has a family? How could her parents know about Xiao Wan? Isn't that a dream? Zheng Lei's heart suddenly rose a strangeness, at this moment, he felt that he had a splitting headache, and his brain fell into a confusion, and in the chaos, he felt that his memory fragments were constantly reorganized.

Slowly, he remembered more and more things, as if he had watched a movie in his head, and his memory was quickly fixed in the day when he was holding the report card.

A curse, a thunder, he began to run lifelessly, but the thunder fell one after another, just when he ran almost dead, the thunder finally stopped the pursuit, he took a breath, turned around, and saw a thunder falling in front of him, and then he saw a girl in a white dress lying on the ground......

The memory became clearer and clearer, and Zheng Lei's memory was finally reorganized to that night.

Suddenly, Zheng Lei felt that the world in front of him was spinning, rotating 90 degrees a little, at this moment, he felt as if he was standing, but when he looked at Shui Rou on the side, he found that Shui Rou was actually standing at right angles to him, he turned his head to look at Shui Rou with all his might, and Shui Rou's feet didn't touch the ground!

This is not true! None of this is true! This thought instantly exploded in Zheng Lei's mind.

As his mind fluctuated, the fear on Shui Rou's face became deeper and deeper, and then he saw that Shui Rou's face slowly broke open, and from the wrinkled gaps, a mist slowly floated out.

No, not from the wrinkles, but from this mist-like thing, slowly eroding Shui Rou's face.

Zheng Lei turned his head and glanced around the room, only to see that there were such mist-like things in every part of the room, these things were rapidly devouring the world, including Shui Rou, and it was not a space that was put into this world, but a piece of paper!

Slowly, Zheng Lei's eyes only left the lower half of Shui Rou's body, and it was full of holes, looking terrifying. The world in front of Zheng Lei turned into misty chaos in his infinite horror.

He finally remembered that he was still in this formation, and there were bursts of ** temperature on his back, which was the temperature of Hu Xiaowan's back.

He tentatively moved his left hand, and found that his left hand was almost unconscious, as if he had really forgotten that his left hand could still be used, and he was still holding the merit ruler in his right hand, and the near end of the merit ruler, that faint golden light, flickered gently, through the endless chaos, Zheng Lei could still see this faint golden light.

He lifted the merit ruler and knocked it up and down on his left hand, and with each stroke, the sensation of his left hand would recover somewhat, and slowly, the sensation of his left hand would recover seven or eighty percent, and then he began to knock on other parts of his body.

The chaos around him slowly faded, Zheng Lei also slowly saw his body clearly, he turned his head to look, and his eyes caught a glimpse of Hu Xiaowan still stiffened, standing there, motionless.

He kept knocking on his body, and his body slowly regained consciousness, and at this moment, Zheng Lei already knew that he was in the illusion just now, if he really died in the illusion, then he might really die.

Zheng Lei couldn't help but be a little afraid, and at the same time a little narcissistic, he couldn't imagine that he was quite talented, such a bullish illusion, he couldn't get him, look at Hu Xiaowan behind him, he was still in a fantasy now, stiffening his body.

Slowly, Zheng Lei's waist was finally able to twist, and then the first thing he did was to turn around and hold Hu Xiaowan with his left hand, and his whole body consciousness was concentrated on the merit ruler, towards Hu Xiaowan's forehead.

The merit ruler was on Hu Xiaowan's forehead, and a burst of intense golden light erupted, and then the golden light seemed to sink into Hu Xiaowan's forehead, Zheng Lei felt Hu Xiaowan's body jerk, and then his whole body began to crackle.

Zheng Lei knew that his blow had worked, so he took the merit ruler and continued to activate his legs with that stupid method, because his waist was not so flexible, after he finished knocking his thighs, he slowly squatted down and knocked his feet.