When the food reserves become my wife

I patiently knocked a few more times, and the sound of knocking on the door, which was not too loud, reverberated in this dead space, making it even more terrifying.There was no wind, but the blood-red roses in the courtyard were trembling slightly, as if something originally hidden underground was moving restlessly, clamoring to break through the ground.

I pressed the door lock with my right hand, and with a slight force, the lock head shattered from the inside and made a soft sound, and the steel sheet broke. I pushed the door open and walked in.

My feet felt unsteady on the thick and soft light brown carpet. I took a few steps forward and stood still, looking around slowly.The interior decoration of the villa is very luxurious, all the lights in the huge foyer are on, and everything is exposed to the slightly bright yellow light.Tea sets were placed neatly on the clean table, and in the vase was a rose that had long since dried up, with dark brown petals curled up and falling on the table.

There is no trace of human habitation here.

I stepped forward and stretched out two fingers to touch the tabletop. As I expected, there was a layer of dust on the pads of my fingers.

I rubbed my fingers to wipe off the dust, opened the closed doors one by one, and looked at them one by one.There are two bedrooms on the first floor. The decoration is simple like a guest room. There is nothing there. After a few glances, I exited and turned into the kitchen.The kitchen stove was clean, and the bottles containing oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar were all empty. The closet above the head was locked, and I couldn’t open it after a few pulls. I didn’t really want to find out what was inside, so Attention was quickly diverted.

There was a slight whine of the motor running in the quiet room - the refrigerator was still working, I opened the refrigerator door, and a dark red thing fell out.

I caught the cold rose and put it on the stove. The refrigerator was full of red roses. Under the low temperature, the petals lost water slowly, and the petals did not completely wither, but were glowing with a dull red color, like blood that had been frozen for many years.

The same goes for the freezer in the lower refrigerator.

What does it mean to put roses in the refrigerator?I closed the refrigerator door in a daze, walked out of the kitchen, and entered the bathroom.Everything here is exactly the same as what I saw when I entered Liao Chi's dream for the first time, except that there are no more bloodstains everywhere, no more tortured women and drunk men.

No nightmare either.

I just took a peek before I backed out and walked up the stairs. The handrails of the stairs were also full of dust. There were many rooms in the corridor. I took two steps in and opened a door casually.

The wooden door creaked open, followed by a panicked question.

"Who?"

The young boy was wearing pajamas and was sitting on the bed leaning on the pillows, with an open book on his curled up legs, and the quilt covered his feet and half of his calves.It's not as good as the bright lights in the hall hitting his delicate face, casting a small shadow on the eyelashes and the side of the nose.

The boy seemed to be fatter than when he was seen in the previous dream, and his little face was also ruddy. His eyes were full of vigilance, he hurriedly got up and stood on the bed, and asked again with a trembling voice: "Who are you? Why are you in my house? "

Don't you know me?

As soon as this sentence flashed through my mind, the pillow that Xiao Liao Chi was leaning on before flew towards me, followed by the boy angrily yelling: "Get out!"

I held the pillow firmly, looked at the little Liao Chi who was standing on the bed in front of me, who was not as tall as me, raised one hand as a gesture of surrender, took two steps back and exited Liao Chi's room, and at the same time said quickly: "Okay, okay, I Get out, it's all right now."

"I'm telling you to get out of this house." Xiao Liao Chi still stared at me and said firmly word by word.He got up too hastily just now, the top button of his pajamas was undone, and a purple-red scar that hadn't fully healed could be faintly seen in the half-open collar.Seeing that I was unmoved, he gritted his teeth and threw the book over.

I ducked sideways, and the book smacked against the wall behind me and fell to the carpet.The very well-behaved boy in my impression suddenly became so irritable. I couldn't laugh or cry, and tried to explain myself: "I am a good person, I have no malicious intentions..."

Xiao Liao Chi, who was not listening to me at all, jumped out of bed, stepped on the ground barefoot, rushed over and pushed me hard: "Get out!"

It's no wonder that he, a child, can push me. After pushing for a long time, I stood still, but he gasped from exhaustion and began to hit me with his small fist.

I leaned over slightly, passed my hands under his armpit, and picked him up.The child was completely panicked. He stared at his big black eyes, slapped my arm hard with both hands, twisted his body and struggled, and his voice was faintly crying: "Let go of me! You big boy!" Badass!"

"You scream, and no one will come to rescue you if you scream and break your throat. You should follow me, the big villain, huh?" I snorted and said slowly, Xiao Liao Chi seemed to have realized me What he said was the truth, and he gradually stopped struggling, but the vigilance in his eyes did not fade in the slightest.

"That's how you behave." There must be a reason for him to be so irritable. I softened my voice and tried to make myself look amiable: "Are you the only one at home?"

"En." Xiao Liao Chi nodded, with a cold expression on his face.

"Where are the others?" I continued.

This time he didn't answer me directly, but said: "You put me down first."

Such a small child can't do anything in front of me, thinking this way, I put him down, the moment I let go, the boy twisted like a loach and squeezed through the narrow gap between me and the door frame Passed over and ran away all of a sudden.

I:……

I sighed, and instead of chasing after him, I lay down on the railing on the second floor, watching him run down the stairs "dengdengdeng" all the way, and finally stood in the middle of the hall on the first floor, raised his head and yelled at me "viciously" Said: "Mom didn't want me, and Dad didn't go out to drink. When they come back, they will definitely drive you out!"

The child's bare feet stepped on the carpet, and a few tufts of soft light brown fluff emerged from between his fingers, making his skin white.He seemed to think that he was not fierce enough, so he put his hands on his hips, wrinkled his nose and snorted heavily.

Really cute.

I folded my arms, leaned on the railing, and said "oh" to show that I knew.Little Liao Chi saw that my reaction was so flat, he hesitated for a moment, puffed up his cheeks and asked, "You...are you not leaving?"

"Why are you leaving?"

My question managed to make the boy's face blank for a second.

Judging from the behavior of Liao Chi who is obviously the young master of a rich family, the time point here should be before Liao Chi's mother was killed. Although the furnishings in the house did not conform to what it should have been at that time, it was Liao Chi's subconscious after all. , Everything in the world is what he thinks in his heart.

So red roses from his favorite flower?

For some reason this idea popped into my head.

No matter how much you like it, you can't put flowers in the refrigerator...

I turned over the railing, jumped directly to the second floor, and landed firmly in front of Xiao Liao Chi. He was frightened by my extraordinary behavior, and he stepped back a few steps to run. How could I give him another chance to catch a chick? General grabbed the collar of his pajamas, pulled him over, and pressed him into his arms.

The boy was screaming like a little chicken, and I had a headache from his noise, so I comforted him helplessly: "Stop screaming, I've already said that I'm not a bad person, and I won't eat you."

"You lied to the child, you said that if you are a bad person, you are not a bad person? You can't believe what an adult says, and your father told your mother that he never drinks!" Xiao Liao Chi quickly came back and continued to snark.

Is this really Liao Chi when he was a child?

I simply can't imagine what kind of person Liao Chi would be in the real world if he hadn't suffered that tragic accident suddenly.I threatened to twist the soft flesh around Liao Chi's waist. I didn't use much strength, but the boy gasped in pain, and the expression on his face was distorted.

Realizing something was wrong, I lifted the hem of Liao Chi's pajamas.

What came into view was dense scars.

Xiao Liaochi screamed, grabbed the hem of his clothes and pulled it down irresistibly, then looked at me silently.My hand was still in the posture of lifting his clothes, but suddenly I felt a little boring.

So I put him down, rubbed his soft hair, and walked towards the gate of the villa.

Xiao Liao Chi's hesitant voice sounded from behind: "Are you leaving?"

At this moment, he sounded like a boy in a dream. I waved my hand, opened the door with a broken lock, and walked out.

The surrounding area was still gray, and the rose red was dazzling. I looked back at the boy standing barefoot at the door, and he was also looking at me. His body was so thin that it could be blown away by the wind.

I didn't say anything more and left here.

Returning to the reality of being still in the middle of the night, I fell back on the bed, and the space next to the pillow was disturbed by me, the gardenia petals trembled a few times, and soon returned to calm.

Liao Chi's sleeping posture hasn't changed much. Compared with me, he sleeps so honestly.I pulled the quilt and kicked my feet to spread it out, draped it obliquely on my body, and lay on my side facing Liao Chi.

What appears in a person's subconscious is the most impressive and important thing to him. I have not entered the deepest part of Liao Chi's consciousness, because it is only open to those who fully trust it.Even just walking around the periphery, I found many problems.

From the previous dream, I learned that when Liao Chi was young, his father would often beat him when he was drunk. If Liao Chi's subconscious time was before his mother died, how could she not notice the obvious scars on Liao Chi's body?

Under what circumstances, a mother, knowing that her child has been abused, still wants to keep him at home?

……

My lack of imagination is not enough to support me to complete this story in my head.

That ubiquitous red rose may be a breakthrough.I think.

Have time to find an opportunity to ask.

The scenes of Xiao Liaochi throwing a stern temper and telling me to get out are still replaying in my mind. Although he looks like a bear no matter how you look at it, he is also quite cute.

I closed my eyes, and was about to continue to sleep, when a thought suddenly popped up: maybe this rational, gentle, mature man subconsciously always hoped that he was a child who could be willful.

……

Impossible.

This idea successfully made me shiver in the summer, and I hurriedly drove it out of my mind, warning myself that if I didn’t sleep, I would appear in front of my colleagues with two dark circles under my eyes when I climbed the mountain tomorrow. I calmed down and fell asleep quickly.