Invade the World

   Chapter 422 Haunted House Call Forwarding

   "How do you..."

  Lin Xingjie looked surprised.

   "When I was just sitting here, I started to fantasize about Qingyue sleeping on the bed."

  Xu Xiangyang answered very honestly, regardless of the slightly contemptuous eyes of the long-haired girl in front of him.

   "Then, while I was thinking about it, I suddenly thought of something that happened before."

   "What is it?...Ah, thank you for being able to think of this, the two of you are really on the same page in some ways."

  Lin Xingjie showed a sudden realization.

   "I also remembered it. Yes, we both know that when Qingyue had no awakening ability, she used to stay with the possessed only a distance of the bedboard for two whole nights."

   It happened when the three of them had not yet become friends, and because Zhu Qingyue was rescued by Xingjie, they became "acquaintances" who kept the same secret.

In fact, from that time onwards, the class leader began to actively get close to them, and on the two nights when the possessed invaded the home, she implicitly sent out a distress signal in her own way... However, Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie were both at that time. Haven't noticed.

"Yeah, it was from that time that I realized that this woman's mind was not normal." Lin Xingjie shrugged, "After that, we had a little awkwardness after a certain flag-raising ceremony because of this, because I really I don't understand what this guy thinks."

  To say awkward—

   "You said at the time that I have a very awkward personality when it comes to being awkward. I don't deny that. But if I can meet someone who is willing to reach out to me, I will definitely catch it."

   Rapunzel put her hands in her pockets.

   "She was holding it in her heart at that time, didn't she mean she didn't believe us? Can't she tell whether we are good or bad?"

   "...Perhaps, it was because she knew that you and I would help her, so she didn't want to cause trouble for us."

  Xu Xiangyang thought about it and guessed like this.

   "She knows her character. If we treat her a little better, she can't help but pester us, because she is afraid of loneliness."

   "And then to be a troublesome woman? Pretty accurate in that sort of thing, she is now."

  Lin Xingjie straddled the desk and stared at the photos on the shelf supported by the stand.

"That is…"

  The photo carefully framed in a wooden frame is the memory of the three people going out together for the first time.

The background of the photo is a supermarket that has just opened, the sun is shining brightly, the glass dome reflects the dazzling light, the streets are crowded, a white dove flies across the sky, and a shallow white cloud looks like the traces left by the flapping of its wings, The smiles of the boys and girls in the photo are as bright as the sun in the sky.

  Lin Xingjie was silent for a moment, then turned his eyes back.

   "Xiangyang, what about the content of that letter? What does she want to say to us?"

  Xu Xiangyang unfolded and flattened the letter and placed it on the table.

  [To my dear lover, and my best friend. ]

   "This beginning, is it imitating the love letter you wrote to Qingyue?"

   "Hmm. It's a bit like... wait wait, wait, you know the content of the love letter?"

  Xu Xiangyang was surprised, even a little panicked.

   He didn't hide the fact that Xing Jie wrote the love letter, he certainly couldn't hide it anyway. As for the specific content, he had already handed it over after all, and the content was naturally forgotten - at least that's what he said in front of Xing Jie.

   "Well, Qingyue showed me."

  Lin Xingjie didn't look up, and replied casually, but she didn't look angry.

   Qingyue? Show her? Xu Xiangyang's head was full of question marks, and he couldn't imagine that scene.

  [Sorry, I was locked up. ]

   "Sure enough, he was locked up!" Lin Xingjie couldn't help complaining after reading the beginning, "It's really useless, he obviously has such a smart head..."

  [The reason I was locked up was my mother. As you may have discovered by now, my mother has long since passed away, and all that remains is her phantom, but I was self-righteous, obsessed, and ended up making a big mistake. ]

   "Huh?" Xu Xiangyang was a little surprised, "Looking at the meaning of this, Qingyue didn't actually notice it?"

   "And the tone is very frank. It's not like her usual, it seems that the situation is not very good."

   At this time, even Lin Xingjie couldn't care about complaining, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed tightly because of worry.

  [The person who imprisoned me was the 'mother' I created... In other words, in fact, my past abilities all came from it, and I haven't found the real source, so I can't do anything. When I said I wanted to leave it completely, the other party started to get angry and thought that my daughter should never leave her mother's side, so they locked me up. In the face of the angry 'mother', I had no way to resist effectively, I could only raise my hand and surrender. By the way, I seem to be a superhero. ]

   This is a very convenient way to mention it.

  [Since it is a divine mediator, I am afraid my influence will not be limited to me. Because I was locked at home, I don't know the outside world. Maybe it will be very bad, maybe it is the end of the world... During this time at home, I have been thinking about these questions, and the more I think about it, the more I think about it. Worried to the point of being unable to extricate herself. So, I decided to write a letter to you. ]

  [Please rest assured that my life is fine during this time, or it is no different from the days when I was at home in the past. Before I met you, I spent every day off and every vacation like this. At least, I don't need to take care of my 'mother' now, and I still feel a little relaxed. ]

  [Anyway, I can’t get out of this house, I can’t speak, and I can’t contact anyone, so no matter what I do at home, ‘Mom’ will not stop me. Although all the little things I did were clearly seen under her nose, she probably thought it didn't matter...]

  [I have caused a lot of trouble for the two of you. However, since you can read this letter, it means that our relationship has not broken down. So, in order for you to forgive me, I decided to try hard. ]

  The letter has not been written any further.

  Xu Xiangyang turned the paper over.

  [Ps: I hope 'Mom' doesn't get rid of these things. Hope, hope. ]

   On the top of the last sentence, three cute Q-version villains are drawn. Although it is very concise, it can still be seen that the protagonist in the painting is the monitor, and the short-haired villain stands on a small step, pointing out the direction for the two villains, a man and a woman below.

   "… Consciousness is pushing us up?"

  Xu Xiangyang and Lin Xingjie looked at each other.

   "Pretend to be mysterious."

   Rapunzel pouted.

   "Isn't it interesting?"

  Xu Xiangyang said with a smile.

   They turned from the second floor to the stairs leading to the third floor.

   "When Qingyue's mother was 'severely ill', was she on the third floor? Let's go take a look."

  …

  The number of rooms on the third floor of Qingyue's house is obviously less than that on the second floor, and it is more like an attic.

   They first entered the room where Qingyue's mother used to stay. It was a secret room that would become airtight and pitch-black as long as the curtains were drawn, but now it was no longer closed, so there was nothing special anymore.

   Then, they followed the instructions on Qingyue's painting and came to another larger room.

   "Strollers, tangrams, building blocks... This is where Qingyue grew up, right?"

   But these are not the most conspicuous things in the room.

   When they looked around, the first thing they saw was a watercolor painting posted on the wall.

From the beginning of the painting about the little girl taking care of her mother alone; then the little girl who grew up and the boy hid together in a place that looked like a classroom at first, with a dark monster lying outside the window; The whale flies over the alley, while the little girl watches from a distance.

   Then, it was the first time the three of them went shopping, cheered for their companions at the sports meeting, traveled to Sanyin City together, visited the community where Xingjie once stayed, and wandered the city together for adventures...

   There is no doubt that it is a scene that can make the three of them feel fresh at the same time.

The four walls of the room were all sparsely pasted with paintings drawn by the monitor himself, a total of forty-five paintings, some of which were even pasted into the corners of the ceiling, condensing the experience of the past six months into one after another. on a still image.

As for the painting itself, at first it was clumsy graffiti, like a beginner; later, it became more and more refined and beautiful, as if I could see the girl stroke by stroke, earnestly writing down the precious memories in her mind , and use the brush strokes to outline the shape of the shape a little bit on the white paper.

  Xu Xiangyang looked at each one carefully, and when he saw the last one, he sighed.

   "I thought when did she learn to draw and hide so deeply that she never showed her hand in front of us... It turned out that I was wrong."

"Oh?"

   "Qingyue, she probably learned from scratch and spent a lot of energy to draw to this level."

   "How come, it's only been a few days, even if she is really a genius..."

   "Well, so there's only one answer."

  Xu Xiangyang squatted down and stroked the traces left by the watercolor pen on the drawing paper with his hands, as if in this way, they could connect their fingertips through time and space and touch each other.

"She wasn't in captivity for a few days, but for a long time, maybe a month, two months, maybe even a year... we just didn't notice. The haunted house is a time-deranged world, do you remember? ?"

  Lin Xingjie was silent for a moment, then squatted down with her.

   "Then, we need to find her as soon as possible."

"touched?"

  Xu Xiangyang put his head together.

   "I'm so annoying you."

  Lin Xingjie slapped Xu Xiangyang's face a little angrily, and pushed his head back.

   "Who would be moved by such a small trick. Besides, she probably just felt bored by being locked up, so she used this method to pass the time."

  Because she didn't know how long she would be imprisoned, she kept the most precious thing to her in this way.

  Time or memory, its value is not in the length, but in who is with and what you do.

   In Zhu Qingyue's eyes, the half year she experienced at the age of seventeen was worth the seventeen years since she was born.

   This is all she has.

Xu Xiangyang glanced at the latest half-finished painting. It was scattered on the table and had not been put away. It seemed to be depicting the previous scene again. This time, it was her experience of going to No. 41 Anning Street with herself... It seems to be preparing Repeat this process over and over.

   "Let's go."

  Xu Xiangyang was collecting these paintings one by one; at the same time, Lin Xingjie stood up, she stopped looking at the room, but looked at the empty door.

   "It's the first time I've met a haunted house that can change its location... It doesn't matter, it's hidden, we'll find it, it's too far away."

   (end of this chapter)