Omniscient Elf World

After father and mother left the principal's office, they had just walked out of the office building when mother rushed towards the teaching building as if possessed by a demon.

In the classroom, there must be proof of the existence of the child in the classroom.

Mom was running in front, Dad was chasing behind, and there were two security guards chasing and shouting behind him.

Perhaps because of the power of maternal love, my mother rushed to the sixth floor in one breath and found Class 2, Senior Three.

At this time, Class 2 of Senior Three is taking a geography class, and the head teacher, Mr. Xiao Wang, is explaining the test paper.

Seeing the mother standing at the door looking at the classmates inside, Teacher Xiao Wang asked suspiciously: "Who are you looking for?"

The mother looked around anxiously, but she couldn't find the child, and someone else was sitting in the child's seat.

When her mother's eyes fell on Song Jingyang, she rushed in front of Song Jingyang, and Teacher Xiao Wang hurriedly prepared to hold her back.

But mother was faster, she looked at Song Jingyang and shouted hysterically: "Ayang, Xiaoye, where is my Xiaoye?"

At this time, Song Jingyang looked puzzled, but he knew the hysterical lady in front of him.

He had seen her in his father's photo album before, and knew that she was a good friend of his father's childhood sweetheart.

The security guards from behind arrived and forcefully pulled the mother out.

Dad protected mom, but he was also controlled by the teachers who rushed around.

In this way, Mom and Dad were sent to the police station.

This is their second visit to the police station.

The police officer in charge of recording frowned and warned: "You disrupt public order like this, and you will be detained administratively."

The grandparents who heard the news rushed to apologize to the police officer.

The grandfather said to the police officer apologetically: "My daughter has been stimulated recently, we must discipline her well."

The police officer sighed: "Go and see if you have mental problems, don't let it out like this."

Hearing this sentence, grandma immediately became unhappy: "You are the one with mental problems, my daughter is just a little uncomfortable."

Almost, there was a big fight at the police station.

In the end, my mother was sent back to the hospital. Sitting on the hospital bed, my mother felt ashamed.

She looked at her father's ashen face, and said slowly: "You also think our Xiaoye doesn't exist, right?"

Dad quickly vetoed: "We saw Xiao Ye disappear together, Nan Zhi, it's all my fault, if it wasn't for the photos I brought...Nan Zhi, I would definitely bring Xiao Ye back."

Mother's tone revealed a trace of despair: "Forget it, you go, I don't want to see you again."

Dad knelt on the ground to apologize, but Mom didn't say a word, just looked out of the window silently.

Grandpa couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled Dad away: "Nan Zhi will be taken care of by us, you should also go and calm down."

Grandma sighed from the side: "I told you to have a child, but you never did, and now such a thing happened."

In the memory of grandpa and grandma, there is no existence of grandson at all.

Dad returned home and sorted out the items for archaeology.

He decided to go back to that ruin.

There must be a problem with that ruin, since it can make people disappear, it can definitely make people come back.

That night, Dad received a call from a stranger.

"Hello, Uncle Li, I'm Song Jingyang." On the other end of the phone was Song Jingyang during the day.

Ever since her mother's hysterical questioning, Song Jingyang's memory seemed to have a phantom of a young boy.

He remembered that he was inseparable from that boy.

But, why, he couldn't remember the boy's name and what he looked like?

As for the call about Papa Li, Song Jingyang got it through Papa Song.

Father Song heard about his mother and called his grandparents.

He didn't believe that Ye Nanzhi, who had always been rational, would do such a thing.

There must be some reason for it.

"Thank you, Ayang, thank you for remembering Xiao Ye." Dad cried for the first time.

Mom can be hysterical and have no worries, but dad can't.

There must be one person between the two who needs to be sober in the eyes of outsiders, so that there can be hope.

It was so that both of them would not be locked up and never be able to touch the outside.

"The person who disappeared is called Xiao Ye, right? What's his name?" Song Jingyang on the other end of the phone continued to ask.

"Li Ziye." Dad replied.

"Li Ziye, a nice name, uncle, I will always remember his existence." Song Jingyang replied.

At the end of the phone call, Dad begged: "Ayang, can you go and see your Auntie Ye and tell him that Xiao Ye really exists."

"Okay, it's a bit late now, tomorrow." Song Jingyang immediately agreed.

"I'll pick you up at your school tomorrow? When?" Dad asked excitedly.

Having another person who can prove the existence of Li Ziye is very helpful for mother's emotional stability.

"At six o'clock in the morning, wait for me on the west side of the school." Song Jingyang hurriedly hung up after leaving a sentence.

The next day, Dad drove the car and parked on the west wall of the school. There was no door here. He wondered how Song Jingyang could get out.

I saw Song Jingyang skillfully turning over from the wall.

Sitting in the car, Dad kept talking to Song Jingyang about Li Ziye in his memory.

"I seem to know what he looks like. I seemed to dream of him last night." Song Jingyang said slowly, "In the dream, we were sitting in the classroom, and he saw me and called my name, but in the dream I don't seem to know him."

When he came to the hospital, his father excused his grandparents, and Song Jingyang met his mother.

"Aunt Ye." Song Jingyang greeted obediently.

Mom sat up tiredly, her face was pale at this time: "Ayang, I'm sorry to let you see Auntie's appearance yesterday, it must have frightened you."

"It's okay, auntie, I came here this time to tell you that I remember him, I remember Xiao Ye, and I also remember Li Ziye." Song Jingyang said sincerely.

Mom smiled weakly: "Thank you, Ah Yang, it was your father who told you, don't do this, I know, in this world, I am the only one who knows that he exists."

Song Jingyang shook his head quickly, and took out a notebook and a pen from the drawer beside him.

The scene began to be drawn, and under his pen, a lifelike boy appeared.

She is [-]% similar to Li Ziye.

Mother looked at Song Jingyang's finished product, kept touching the pages of the book, and tears fell unconsciously: "Xiao Ye, my child, my child."

Unknowingly, this painting has been soaked in tears.

Song Jingyang retreated out of the room silently, leaving the room to his mother.

Grandpa and grandma came back and saw mother crying bitterly holding the book.

They got used to it, and just looked at their poor daughter with pity.

I've been safe and sound all my life, how could such a thing happen to me.