Rubik's Cube Seven Days Dream

Zhou Xuerong didn't covet that bit of tenderness, but pushed Zhou Mi away and stood up again.

"Are you still blaming mom?"

Zhou Xuerong shook his head.

"Then why don't you stay, we can be together forever, just like before."

"I said, you are dead. You died 14 years ago." He looked at the soles of his feet, recalling the heat, "You lit this place, and I saw with my own eyes that your body was wrapped in a white cloth and carried out .”

Zhou Mi put her hand on his chest and said softly, "But I live in your heart. You know it."

"Maybe. But I already have a new life. It is impossible for people to live in the past." Zhou Xuerong took her weak hand and let it go, "So now, can you tell me, how should I get out?"

"Then kill me." Zhou Mi said calmly, "Kill me to prove that your heart is strong enough."

His eyes flickered, and he smiled ironically again: "In order to survive, I have experienced the cruelest fighting, fighting with demon-like creatures. Now you tell me, the way out is to kill you... .”

Zhou Xuerong rushed to the kitchen, picked up a cooking wine bottle and broke it, and put the sharp side on her neck.

"You think I dare not?"

Zhou Mi looked directly at him, and said without fear: "Go ahead, kill me, and you can leave here and start your new life."

The tip of the glass went down an inch, pierced the skin, and blood dripped out.

"Don't force me."

"Oh? Aren't you not afraid to fight with demons? Why are you so soft now?" Zhou Mi sneered, "You think you can start a new life if you get rid of me? You are wrong. You may think that you have already It's changed, it's no longer cowardly and no longer pitiful, but that fire will always confuse you in the dead of night."

"'Why am I lying in a flower bed?' 'Why didn't I burn with my mother?'"

Zhou Mi looked carefully at Zhou Xuerong's calm face, but his eyes revealed his softness.

"Looks like I was right. Do you want to know the answer?"

"I do not......"

"Because I suddenly thought, if I let you die with me, what should I do if I get down there? I have already lived in pain in this life, how dare I bet on my next life... "

"...Stop talking."

"I thought about it, and I think it's better for you to be alive, so let's keep Yin and Yang apart and never see each other..."

Zhou Xuerong stared at her firmly.

"Do you know why I put you in the flower bed opposite?"

"You shut up, I don't want to hear..."

"Because that's the best angle to watch all of this, and you can have a panoramic view of the fire."

His hand pressed harder and harder, and the tip of the glass sank into Zhou Mi's throat, making her unable to make a sound, and could only pant with difficulty.

"...Try hard...Keep on with what your father...has not done, kill me..."

"You are doomed...you will never be able to... escape...you are just like that person...bloodthirsty..."

Zhou Xuerong let go of his hand, and the woman slid to the ground.

"No matter what you say, I will not kill you." Zhou Xuerong turned around and strode away, "I will find another way to get out."

Then Zhou Mi gradually became afraid, sat on the stool with difficulty, opened the first drawer of the dressing cabinet, and took out a box of matches from it.

Zhou Xuerong stood in the familiar bedroom, looking at everything around him, even the smell in the air would pull him back to the past.

He sat on the wooden chair, the desk in front of him was already too small for him, and there were several picture books and Chinese books in the drawer, all of which were almost torn by him.He still remembers the mood when he read these books every time. At that time, he didn't know that reading was a chore for ordinary children, but he was very intoxicated by it. He hoped that there would be endless books in the future.

He flipped through the picture book on the wall again, and every one of the books on it, from winter to summer, from season to season, was his imagination of the fresh world when he was a child.

But he couldn't imagine that the outside world is so big, and he will meet many people who are willing to treat him well and love him.The peonies that grandpa planted in the yard are even more beautiful than those in his dreams.

At that time, he didn't dare to hope for more. If he could travel back to the past and tell his past self that in the future he would be taken care of by his grandfather, and that there was another person who was willing to give him tenderness and stay with him even if he had no blood relationship, then Will he feel better?

He caressed the drawing paper with his fingertips, and was still indulging in the blue-gray past, when he suddenly smelled a burnt smell.He immediately ran out of the room, just in time to see a blue fire dragon rapidly spreading towards his feet, the fire spreading like the ground was covered with oil.

In just a dozen seconds, the entire living room turned into a feast of fire, and there was no room to put out the fire. The scorching air caused pain in the back of his neck.

Shortness of breath, stinging eyes.

Zhou Mi stood in front of the old TV, surrounded by flames.

"What are you doing?! You're going to burn yourself to death!!"

Zhou Mi turned to him with calm eyes: "Didn't you say that I have already died?"

Zhou Xuerong covered her nose with her sleeve, her eyes and temples were so painful that tears were squeezed out, blurring her vision.

"Stay here, my son." Zhou Mi's voice was gentle, "Mom is so lonely down here by herself, this time you will stay with Mom, okay?"

His tears evaporated in the high temperature, recalling that winter night, he was lying on a stretcher, looking at the charred arm exposed under the white cloth on another stretcher passing by.

"Mom is wrong, you are right. Fire is warm and bright. It can wash away impurities and let you go to a place where there is no pain." Zhou Mi said, stretching out his arms like a wall of fire. Miraculously, a gap was opened, and then the whole person came out of the firelight, stretched out his arms, "Come with me, let's go to a peaceful world, where you will never be sad, and nothing will make you cry. Mom knows you have been tired, that person is not worth what you pay for him, he doesn't even know what you did for him... ",

"Stay. A world without pain awaits us."

The surrounding flames froze.Zhou Mi gently wrapped her arms around Zhou Xuerong's waist, and buried her face in his chest, as if waiting for an answer.

After a long time, Zhou Xuerong lowered his head and returned a hug from the thin woman.

In front of the screen, a young man with disheveled hair was roaring hysterically.

"No!! She's lying to you! She's not your mother!! You know that!"

In the picture, the disfigured middle-aged woman is trying her best to lure the tall young man to die in the flames.

Xu Minglang is like everyone watching a movie, he has no control over the plot of the characters on the screen, he can only let the crisis hang like a guillotine, and then watch it fall.

He punched and kicked the curtain, trying to stop the woman from speaking.

However, not long after, he saw Zhou Xuerong hugging Zhou Mi back.

"Do not--"

Xu Minglang's roar resounded through the theater, even though he knew it was futile, he couldn't stop it.

"Don't go with her!!"

"I see...I remember it all...don't go with her..."

"You'll be back... right?"

That hug lasted for a long time, Zhou Mi did not chatter endlessly, the two embraced each other silently, the stagnant flame bloomed like a red flower in the ruins.

Zhou Xuerong hugged her so tightly that he could even feel the dull pain of bones pressing against his ribs.

Then he whispered in her ear:

"I have to admit that I long for you to love me more than I hate you. I never want to admit this because it's too shameless..."

"For so many years, I always thought, why did you commit suicide in the first place? How much did you hate me to let a ten-year-old me watch you burn to death? You said you didn't want me to dirty your hell road ...... I used to tell myself the same way, ten years of this bull's-eye. For ten years, I have hated you, why did you transfer the hatred for that man to me, hate you for me Your cruelty, neglect of me, hate you for abandoning me. Maybe only by maintaining your hatred can heal the wound in my heart. "

Zhou Mi was about to suffocate, and beat his back desperately.

"But I was wrong. My real mother would not let me die with her. She is mentally ill and always goes crazy. She is very gentle to me when she is good, and beats me to death when she is crazy. I can Understand why she feels bad when she sees me, because I'm like that man, like her nightmare, so that every time she looks at me, it's like facing the nightmare... But you know what? That's her , but would hug me and cry after regaining her senses, apologize to me, and tell me not to hate her."

"I think she still loves me. It is because she loves me that she can't bear to take away my future. Maybe she has expected that there will be a lot of pain and struggle in my growth, but as long as a person is alive, there will always be hope."

He looked at the hideous "mother" and said to the behind-the-scenes person hiding behind the skin: "You have never been a god. God has a benevolent heart and never fools his people. I don't know you Who the hell, and why did they play such a sick game and create those evil aliens. I know you want to test human nature and prove the insignificance of human beings, but if you want to control a mother, then you are big So wrong."

"God can't be everywhere, so he created mother."

Zhou Mi's face was ferocious, and the hand that beat him gradually became weak.

"But I still want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to call 'Mom'."

"Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, a clean strangulation move instantly interrupted Zhou Mi's circumaxial vertebrae, cut off her breathing center, and slid away like the ground.Zhou Xuerong squatted down and hugged the woman's waist in time, wanting to take another look at her face, but what he saw was a lifeless fake face carved out of wood.

"Crack-"

The lead wires in the puppet joints broke, and the wooden joints collapsed in an instant, scattered all over the ground.

He stood up and looked down at the wooden blocks on the ground. The flames danced again, bringing a stronger heat wave.

Zhou Xuerong turned around and walked towards the kitchen.He took off his coat, covered his mouth and nose with a wet rag, and walked to his bedroom.