Invade the World

  Chapter 253 Dark Dream 2

  Xu Xiangyang had already finished the drafts-he likes stories, likes to read stories, likes to tell stories, and exciting horror stories are among them.

  Perhaps because of the lack of entertainment, young people in this era choose to calmly read books in their leisure time, even if it is some fictional street magazines.

  However, when he heard the squad leader’s words, he was suddenly stunned.

  Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but stare at Zhu Qingyue's face carefully, trying to detect any clues from the subtle changes in her face.

  The girl’s smile was as soft as ever, and the expression in her pupils was unusually calm. He could not see the true thoughts of the other party.

   "I want to hear!"

   Lin Xingjie’s eyes lit up. Unlike Xu Xiangyang, who had tried it before, so she was surprised by the sudden confession - for her, this was a good opportunity to learn about the past of her best friend, and of course she didn't want to miss it.

  However, she soon also noticed the strange place in Qingyue's words.

   "Uh...you mean, did you experience it yourself?"

   "Yes." The squad leader replied softly, "I didn't lie, I didn't lie, I was speaking very seriously."

   "I don't think you are lying." Lin Xingjie smiled and shook her head, "I just think, since you said it is a ‘ghost story’, could it be a ghost made by an evil spirit?"

   "Then I don't know."

  Zhu Qingyue stretched out her hands, seemingly indifferent to it.

"At that time, I was still young and didn't have the ability to awaken, so I didn't know what happened. I just remember that there was something like that. The specific process was a bit blurred. Maybe there was an evil spirit? Maybe it was just when I was a kid. Delusion..."

  The long-haired girl blinked and replied with a smile.

   "Compared with someone's personal experience, which ghost stories I prepared are not worth mentioning. It seems that we can only listen to them with sincerity."

"very good."

  The squad leader cleared his throat.

   "Speaking of which, have I ever talked to you about my family situation?"

  "Tell me something." Xu Xiangyang replied, "When I was in a haunted house."

   "Well, Xiang Yang knew better, but Xing Jie was not present at the time."

"You are so embarrassed to mention it." When Lin Xingjie heard this topic, she couldn't help feeling agitated. She raised her cheeks to express her dissatisfaction. I don’t know anything, at that time I even worried that you might leave me alone..."

   "I don't have such worries anymore, right."

  Zhu Qingyue made a haha, and quickly brought the topic back.

"Actually, you don’t need to tell me, you can guess a little bit. There is nothing special. It is nothing more than a conflict between the parents. Although the two have not divorced yet, they have actually been separated for a long time since I was in elementary school. Until now..."

"In fact, neither of them can be regarded as a'cold war'. The relationship between the two of them has long ended. For me, the so-called'father'-all the meaning he once represented, now only has every period of time. When I went to the post office to collect the support payments, the signature on the remittance slip was signed. When I become an adult, maybe even the little remaining meaning will disappear."

"My mom told me a long time ago that my dad might have another woman outside, but my dad denied it. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he has it or not. Even if he didn't, he has lived in other cities for so long. It’s not surprising that he met a new woman and started a new family... The fact is that he abandoned us mother and daughter."

  Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie both listened in silence. After a while, seeing the squad leader picking up the mineral water next to him and preparing to drink it, the long-haired girl hesitantly seemed to want to say something, but Zhu Qingyue took the lead in raising her hand to stop it.

   "It sounds a bit sad, but I'm used to it, so I don't need comfort. And honestly, I will only feel embarrassed if you two will comfort me."

  This is a sad topic that is closely related to the family background of the three people. It cannot be distinguished by degree.

The girl with short hair moisturized her throat with water and smiled at them.

   "Well, the above is the background of the story, I will stop here. The next part is the real ghost story."

  ……

"In my impression, this incident should have happened at the very beginning... That year, I only went to elementary school. Because of the breakdown of the emotional relationship between her and her father, my mother was mentally depressed, and then became ill for the first time. fall down."

"My father came to visit at the beginning, and he also sent his mother to the hospital to take care of him. I heard from him that the doctor said that this disease is incurable and requires a long course of treatment. This is for the patient and the patient’s family. They are all rigorous tests, and the material and spiritual pressures are very heavy."

   "Maybe because of this, he has been farther away from this home since then, and he just called someone to take care of him."

"However, I always feel very uneasy to let others take care of my mother. Therefore, I started to learn to do housework and help take care of the sick. Fortunately, our family's financial conditions are relatively rich. These things are for me as a primary school student. It was a bit hard, but in the end I persisted."

"But for a while... I remember very clearly that it was the time when my mother's illness was the most serious, and none of the effective drugs could control her condition. Even the people who cared for her said that her mother was going to die soon, and even planned to give up this job. At that time, I didn’t like to let an outsider take care of my mother, and maybe I was disappointed and angry with my dad...In short, I don’t think the person taking care of it left, I don’t think it matters, anyway, I can do it alone. Take care of mom."

   "Then, from that time on, I started to take care of my seriously ill mother alone."

"Wake up early during the day to prepare meals, and when you come back at night, in addition to studying, you have to deal with housework and take care of your mother. Every day, every day, I am always busy until late and late to go to bed, and I have to cry out for tired time. no."

"Now I don’t feel hard anymore, because I have already exercised, and people have grown up... At that time, I was different. Not only was I young, my mentality was not very stable. On the one hand, I felt that the teachers and classmates in the school They all treat me differently, feeling like they can’t stay; and I’m the only one in the family facing my mother on the sick bed all day, and it’s so hard to die..."

"Hey wait a minute, I said, don't look at me with this kind of eyes. Don't you have this kind of time? Just when you feel that there is no one in this world to rely on, and you can only grit your teeth by yourself... I know Xiangyang has always been accompanied by Sister Lian, but Xingjie should have an experience similar to mine, right?"

"Well, I know. It used to be before, now is now. I don’t want to say it... In short, I was really muddled during that period of time. As a result, I broke my body and got a cold, fever, and runny nose. No one is right."

   "After finding out that I was sick, I had to take time off to stay at home, but at that time I couldn't stop and rest, so my condition never got better..."

  *

  That afternoon, the little girl was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a quilt on her body, a wet towel on her head, and pills and water on the cupboard by the bed.

  Of course, no one will prepare for all of this, so she drags the sick body by herself and barely supports the preparation.

  The whole house is so quiet that only the people on the TV are talking noisily; because the lights are not turned on, the only light source in the living room is the light from the TV screen, which makes the small face of the girl curled up on the sofa pale.

   "Hoo——Hoo——"

  Rough and dull, it is the kind of breath that people who are seriously ill in bed can have.

  At this moment, only this sound reverberates in the silent room and stairwell; after listening for a long time, people will have the illusion of "like the whole house is breathing".

  "...Clear moon...clear moon..."

  After the terrifying gasp stopped for a moment, it was replaced by a human voice. She was half-dreaming and half-awake, but she was awakened by the woman's call.

  The girl stayed for a while and looked up at the wall clock on the wall. It turned out that it was time to take the medicine.

At this time, the girl’s body and mind was already at its limit, and the whole person felt overwhelmed, but she still responded mechanically: she barely supported her body, staggered up from the sofa, and when she got her things ready, she walked. Staggered to that room.

Pushing open the bedroom door, there is also no light inside, the air is full of strong medicine smell, the big bed immersed in the dark is like a monster's den, and the woman lying on the bed has long no longer remembered the gentleness. Appearance, more like a monster entrenched in the dark.

  However, after watching this scene for a long time, I got used to it.

  As usual, she crushed the medicine and poured it into the water, preparing to put the cup on her mother’s mouth.

  It’s just that her body is clearly weaker than usual, so her hand holding the glass trembled.

  When the cup was close to the pillow, a thin arm suddenly appeared from the bed. She couldn't dodge the cup. The cup in her hand was knocked off and fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The water inside splashed on the floor.

  The little girl stood there, and after a long silence, she said hoarsely:

   "Mom... wait a moment. I'll clean it right away... and bring up a new cup."

  Because of her head fever, she even seemed to be upside down when she spoke. Xiao Qingyue turned around and wanted to walk in the direction of the door.

  She should have lifted her foot to avoid the debris on the ground, but she ignored it.

  Severe pain came from the soles of the feet, and she stepped on the spray with stumbling steps. The girl slipped under her feet, and she fell forward.

  ……

After recovering, Zhu Qingyue tried to get up from the floor. She leaned against the bed board behind and sat there quietly.

   Then, she suddenly didn’t want to stand up again.

so tired……

very tired.

she thinks.

  I don’t want to move anymore.

  Compared with this exhaustion that seems to be suffocating, the pain of falling and the pain of bleeding from the bottom of the sole of the foot being pierced by glass shards seem to be nothing.

  She even thought it would be nice to be able to lie down like this. No need to work, no need to work, isn’t it great?

  Why do you have to work so hard?

  Other children can grow up with peace of mind without knowing the world under the love of family members, but she has to struggle desperately. Why?

  Although Xiao Qingyue's personality is precocious, she still can't understand some things.

  It’s normal to be unable to persevere, and it’s normal to collapse. Even adults with strong and mature personalities will encounter moments in their lives when they can’t stand the setbacks and shocks. But these things-all of these, no one has told her how to think and face them, and no one will help her.

  What can one do to shoulder the responsibility of the family alone? How can we be strong and calm to face the unfairness encountered in life? What kind of effort must be made to have the day to get up from the cruel predicament?

  She is just a child, it is impossible to think about these overly complicated topics; but she also has her own ideas...at least for a moment, she thinks of death.

  Although this is an unfamiliar and unpredictable topic for children of this age, Zhu Qingyue is different. She has been exposed to this matter early.

While taking care of her mother, the young Zhu Qingyue looked at the weakened woman on the sick bed. When she smelled the decayed breath from the other person-"death", the meaning of the word was clearly shown for the first time. In front of her.

  But at this time, Zhu Qingyue still finds it difficult to understand the seriousness of it, and even thinks of "just die".

  Whether it is her, or the mother who is tortured by illness.

no matter who.

  Everyone—any life that lives hard in this world, as long as it dies.

  In this way, a little head wandered around with problems that even adults would have to frown. The little girl sitting on the bed with her knees on her knees quickly began to fight up and down with her eyelids.

  She fell asleep.

  After she woke up, she still sat quietly beside the bed, but suddenly instinctively felt that this bedroom seemed to become darker.

  But her consciousness did not become sober at all because of the rest, but became more languid.

  Besides drowsiness, there is also cold, cold like a ghost.

  Under her, there is cold water that has not had time to clean up. But the feeling at this moment seems to be more than that——

  The girl even felt that the place she was currently in was not a small bedroom, but a vast dark forest.

  Just like this, she was sitting alone in the dark forest with her knees on her knees. There was no longer a wooden floor under her body, but a muddy and moist lake. Next to her, there was an invisible dark lake extending in all directions.

  This feeling is so real, when she closed her eyes, she even smelled the smell of soil and the moisture of the lake that overflowed her ankles.

   and pain.

  It is not the pain of a certain wound, but the pain all over the body, even the bones are creaking.

  It was cold and painful, but all of this was still not as difficult as consciousness. The girl's thinking was quickly dragged into the next deeper dream.

  When she woke up again, the darkness in the room became more intense, and the feeling of being in the dark forest became more real.

  Something is approaching, rustling, like spider limbs crawling on the floor.

"what……"

  In her chaotic mind, an answer that was as clear as fate suddenly appeared:

  ——"This is the feeling of death."

  In spite of this, the girl does not feel any fear at all, but has a strange sense of curiosity, mixed with the desire for liberation.

   Repeated this way, her consciousness was undulating in the gloomy ocean, the creeping sounds in the dark were getting closer and closer, and the gloomy forest lake was close at hand.

  And just then, the bedroom door was knocked.

  　 Why the title is 2, because there are more than two hundred chapters before there is 1...

  (End of this chapter)