There has been a vague sound in my ears, so noisy...
I closed my eyes tightly and tried to push myself back into deep sleep. The voice kept echoing in my ears. I had no choice but to finally open my eyes, but I was stunned.
The woman in front of me had a very gentle face, and she was looking at me with a soft smile on her lips. Seeing me waking up, the woman sighed helplessly: "Son, how old are you and you still stay in bed! You will be late when you get up soon." After saying that, she shouted out the door: "Old Mu, take out the eggs from the pot and give them to me." Your son puts it on." A rich male voice immediately sounded outside: "I got it! Brat, come out and eat!"
I stared blankly at everything in front of me. I held the woman in front of me with trembling hands, opened my mouth several times, and finally choked and shouted: "Mom?..." The memory in my mind was chaotic. They said she was dead. ...But she is standing right in front of me now...
Why can she speak? Why am I not in the hospital? I thought of something and suddenly stretched out my hand to pull open my pajamas. My abdomen was smooth and flat, not to mention there was no trace of the knife edge.
"Of course, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Perhaps it was because my face was too ugly, so my mother worriedly stretched out her hand to test the temperature of my forehead.
I looked at my mother's gentle and tolerant eyes and slowly calmed down. The confusing and painful memories in my mind began to dissipate, and everything gradually became clear.
I'm not an orphan at all.
My name is Mu Ran. I am 17 years old. I have a very happy family. My mother is slow-tempered and gentle, and my father has a loud voice. There is also a good buddy who grew up with me, Yi Tian.
Everything, the drugging, taking pictures, and the mute mother are all just a nightmare!
All the memories of my previous life came to my mind. I looked up at the bedroom where I had lived for 17 years with wide eyes. I looked at the posters of my favorite football stars on the wall. I looked at the messy books and notes on the table that had not been put away, and even the books and notes hanging on the chair. That smelly sock on my back, everything was so familiar. I was sure that this was the home I had lived in for 17 years, and that Mu Ran was really just a nightmare! In an instant, I threw myself into my mother's arms and cried loudly.
"What's wrong? What's wrong!" My dad rushed in with two boiled eggs in his hand. He was stunned when he saw my crying face full of snot and tears.
"But don't scare Mom! What happened?" My mother pulled me out of her arms and wiped my tears with her hands, her face full of worry.
I looked at my parents who were very frightened by me. Their eyes were full of worry, and all their emotions were affected by my actions and expressions, as if nothing in this world was more important than me. . I suddenly recalled myself as an orphan in the dream, and how I felt when I lost my mother. My heart ached, and tears welled up even more violently.
Fortunately it was all just a dream, fortunately I woke up.
I wiped away my tears fiercely, swallowed embarrassedly, and explained in a low voice: "I had a nightmare..."
The room was quiet for a second, then a chestnut hit me on the head, and my dad's loud voice sounded in my ears: "How old are you, bastard boy! Do you think you are still breastfeeding?!" I held my head, but actually I didn't feel any pain, mainly because my dad's roar made me a little dizzy.
"Dad, can you yell a little lower? I almost got a concussion from your yelling!"
"Looking for a dozen, right?" My dad still held two eggs in his hand and reached out to reach for me.
I was running around in embarrassment, hiding from my dad. My mom looked at us dumbfounded, "Okay, stop making trouble, you're going to be late for class. Then quickly change your clothes and go out to eat." As she said that, she pulled my dad away. Got out.
Looking at the backs of my parents, I was stunned for a second, and then I threw myself back on the bed and rolled happily. Feeling that he was too childish, he quickly sat up and couldn't help but giggle again after a few seconds.
How could it be... so happy...
The whole person feels like it has been steamed into a fluffy and soft bread, with a warm and sweet smell everywhere.
After breakfast, after hearing Yi Tian calling me downstairs, I changed my shoes, grabbed my schoolbag and ran out the door.
"Be careful on the road! You have the eggs in your schoolbag and remember to eat it for lunch!" came my mother's advice from behind, and I obeyed, threw my schoolbag over my shoulder, and hurried downstairs.
Just as he arrived downstairs, he heard Yi Tian's impatient voice: "You have to wait for me every day! If you get up early, you will die, right?" The young man in front of him frowned, with an impatient and irritated look on his face, but he was Very handsome. When I met his gaze, thinking of the pain and despair of not getting what I wanted in the dream, I felt my heart palpitate for a moment. It's strange... How could you have such a dream? I watched Yi Tian frown and thought for a long time. After making sure that I didn't have any inappropriate thoughts about him, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Yi Tian saw that I was stunned and ignored me. He just threw the exercise book in his hand over. I hurriedly caught it and before I had time to ask him, he said lightly: "My boss is going to check it out this afternoon."
"So?" I looked at him blankly.
"So you have to finish it this morning." He looked so matter-of-fact that I almost bowed my head before answering.
"Why do you want me to do your homework?!" I looked at him in disbelief with my eyes wide open.
"Because you've always been the one doing it."
"Why?!" I asked, but Yi Tian simply ignored me, turned around and left. I followed him in a few steps and continued to ask persistently: "Why why?!" Yi Tian stopped and turned to look at me expressionlessly: "Give me back my limited edition sneakers. Come." I was stunned for a moment, then opened up a big smile, stood on tiptoe and struggled to hook his shoulders and said very innocently: "Isn't it just a homework? Who will follow the other between us?" Yi Tian turned to me. He rolled his eyes, walked away from me and continued to move forward.
Looking at the tall back of the boy in front of him, he gritted his teeth and threw a few daggers at him, and finally sighed helplessly. Suddenly I understood why I had that kind of dream... Because this bastard usually squeezed and persecuted me, I expressed my dissatisfaction with him in the form of a resentful woman who asked for nothing. No wonder I said that in the dream Why is this feeling of heartache so real? It turns out that it has its basis in real life...
Thanks to Yi Tian, I spent the whole morning lying on the table desperately filling up his exercise books that were so new that they could be stuffed back into the bookstore to be resold. Fortunately, this guy still had a conscience and took me out when I didn't even bother to eat lunch. My mother took out the eggs she had boiled for me and peeled them for me. I imagined the egg as Yi Tian biting it down hard and hitting his lower lip with too much force. Yi Tian looked at me from the side like I was an idiot. I almost couldn't help but crush the egg and smear it on his face...
In the end, I passed the inspection of my old class without any danger. On the way home from school, I rubbed my fingers that were about to cramp. Yi Tian was yawning next to me and complaining that he didn't have enough sleep. I was so angry that I almost wanted to commit murder and cut the body into pieces on the spot.
When I arrived at the door of my house, I said goodbye to Yi Tian and then went up a few floors, I suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in my heart. I turned around and ran downstairs.
"Yitian!" I shouted towards the back of the figure in front of me who hadn't gone far yet.
Yi Tian stopped and turned to look at me questioningly with raised eyebrows.
"Can we meet again tomorrow?" I don't know why I asked this, but I was suddenly very scared. I wanted to be sure of something, but I didn't dare or didn't know what to be sure of.
Yi Tian didn't answer me, he just looked at me like "this guy is stupid again", waved his hand casually and turned around to leave.
There was an aunt in front of me who came home from get off work and was carrying a few bags of vegetables and greeted me with a smile. A few old men were playing chess leisurely under the big tree in front of me, and a few little boys were chasing after them while waving their red scarves. He ran in front of me. The sky in the distance was fiery red, and the sun hung gloomily on the horizon. Everything is so beautiful and true. I exhaled, shook my head with a smile, turned around and went upstairs to go home.
When you open the door of your home, the smell of rice hits your nostrils. There were several plates of hot dishes on the dining table. Dad sat beside him and watched today's top ten NBA players selected on the sports news. Occasionally, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up two fried peanuts.
"Ran Ran is back. Go wash your hands and start eating right away." My mother came out of the kitchen with soup and smiled happily when she saw me. I responded, then put down my schoolbag, washed my hands and sat next to my dad. As soon as I picked up a peanut, my dad knocked it away with his chopsticks.
"Your mother hasn't served it yet, so don't move your chopsticks."
"Then you're still moving." I refused and glared at him.
"I'm your dad." My dad winked at me and smiled, while picking up another chopstick and eating.
Before I could say anything, my mother came over and gave my father a look: "You are so old and you still bully your own son, you are not ashamed." My father immediately blushed, but he did not dare to refute my mother's words. , had no choice but to lower his head and stare at me quietly. I was suppressing laughter and my hands were shaking so much that I could hardly hold the chopsticks.
After dinner in the evening, the family sat in the living room and watched TV. My mother peeled an apple for me and my father, and then the two of us watched the commercials and other TV series. After a while, the tragic opening song ended, and the heroine, whose eyes were swollen from crying, sat on the bank of the river and murmured to herself: "I have to go back after all. I can't escape for the rest of my life. I can't stay here."
My father began to criticize the heroine's weakness, while my mother sympathetically helped the heroine and said good things: her life was too hard, she grew up alone, and she didn't even have anyone to rely on.
I leaned on the sofa and watched them discuss the TV plot, feeling warm and quiet in my heart. But maybe it was because the atmosphere was so warm that I relaxed my whole body. Gradually, I felt like I couldn't open my eyes more and more, and I started to feel sleepy.
do not go!
Someone in the TV series screamed and cried, which made me tremble all over. I tried to open my eyes wide to see where the story was going, but I couldn't see anything clearly. Everything in my sight was blurred into some blurry points of light. In the end, I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes.
"My son is asleep. Turn the TV down."
"You brat must be exhausted from class."
"Don't disturb him, let him have a good sleep. I'll get him a quilt."
I curled my lips and waited for my mother to put the soft quilt on me, but until everything turned into nothingness and silence, until I lost consciousness and fell into the boundless darkness again, I didn't wait for that touch of warmth. .