For a moment, Cheng Ye could not move even an inch.
His whole body seemed to be frozen, and a pair of invisible hands gripped his ankles tightly, preventing him from moving.
He didn't know if it was the wind or someone blowing on his neck. Goosebumps instantly spread from his neck to his limbs.
Like a rapid infection.
It seemed as if a woman's cry was coming from a distant place. It was eerie and sharp, and the sound gradually became clearer from blurry.
The temperature suddenly dropped to zero.
Cheng Ye suddenly calmed down for some reason.
It's like he's been through this countless times.
He stood still, his eyes lowered.
The silver moonlight illuminated the floor very clearly.
He saw the extra shadow slowly wrapping around his body.
Wisps of black air with a biting chill spread up from the feet bit by bit, spreading out like the veins of leaves.
This cannot go on.
Will die here.
Cheng Ye realized it very clearly and made a quick judgment.
How can we interrupt the spread of shadow?
Cheng Ye stared at his legs. The shadow on the side facing away from the window filled up faster, but there was no shadow on the side facing the window...
shadow?
Light?
There has to be enough light.
Shadow is a phenomenon caused by the straight line propagation of light encountering opaque substances.
As long as the light is refracted enough to wrap around his whole body...
In addition to the main light, the living room also has four rows of small lights surrounding the ceiling.
Cheng Ye suddenly looked at the switch more than one meter away from him. As long as all the lights in the living room were turned on and the point light source turned into an area light source, his shadow would disappear.
However, he can't move at all now.
...
The next second, he raised the cell phone he had been holding and called his mother.
"the vast horizon is my love......."
"...What kind of rhythm is the most swaying..."
.......
The harsh bell rang suddenly, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet night.
My mother was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone. Her eyes widened and she was confused for a moment before realizing that someone really called her at around four o'clock.
She picked up the phone and saw that it was her precious son.
She was so angry that she lost consciousness. She answered the phone angrily and cursed: "You're still at home and you're still on the phone!? Staying up late at night and acting like a monster?"
Cheng Ye was very calm: "Mom, I'm lost."
"......"get lost? ? ?
My mother was so angry that she couldn't say anything and slammed her father, who was sleeping soundly next door, up.
Dad was confused and didn't know what was happening.
I saw my mother slamming the door and walking out of the bedroom while putting on her coat angrily.
He quickly got dressed and followed.
"Daughter-in-law, eh, wife, why are you going..."
"Snapped--"
Mom punched the switch.
Hua la la la la——
All the lights in the living room turned on instantly.
The whole living room has an unobstructed view, even the gaps are filled with light.
The bright lights gave Cheng Ye an incomparable sense of security.
He lowered his head and stared at the black lines on his legs.
I saw them disappear instantly.
It was as if the tentacles that were afraid of light suddenly retracted.
Mom walked up to Cheng Ye and was so angry that she grabbed Cheng Ye's ear and started scolding him: "You stayed up so late at night and called mom? You're still lost. You don't know where your bedroom is?"
The father was confused when he heard this, but subconsciously came to stop him: "Hey, wife, wife, maybe the child was asleep..."
Amid his mother's continuous abuse, Cheng Ye gained a sense of security.
He said nothing, silently letting his mother vent her emotions.
He felt that no one would believe such a strange thing even if he said it.
It would be better to say that he seemed to be swallowed up by the shadow than to say that he was lost in the living room.
Mom talked a lot, getting more and more angry as she talked, so Dad could only bring a glass of water over and let Mom moisten her throat.
After scolding him for a while, his anger subsided, and then he let Cheng Ye go back to sleep.
After struggling for a while, Cheng Ye was completely awake.
He didn't feel sleepy at all, he lay quietly on the bed and began to think about things.
The phone ringing just now does not exist.
Only he can hear it.
This is proven by the fact that he can wake his mother up by calling her.
Only he could hear the harsh and persistent ringing of the phone.
Explain that the call was directed at him.
Maybe to lure him into the living room and let the shadow consume him?
Is it to cover yourself, replace yourself, or simply kill yourself?
Cheng Ye was not sure.
In addition, there are continuous nightmares.
He couldn't remember the content of the nightmare at all. He only felt that he seemed to be hovering on the edge of life and death every time, as if he was just a little bit closer to never waking up.
What is the dream?
at last.
When did things start to go wrong?
Did you have a nightmare out of nowhere but don’t remember it?
Is it because the pain all over your body after waking up has not eased yet?
still......
The words of pity he unintentionally said when he saw the girl on the tombstone that day?
Cheng Ye looked out the window at the slightly blue sky.
The dark eyes were bottomless, and the pupils were solemn and cautious.
What made him most suspicious was——
This home is so unfamiliar.
He had just been lured to the living room. Although all the furniture seemed to have been seen thousands of times, their positions remained the same.
But it still gave him an inexplicable sense of strangeness.
This made him think further:
Why does he feel strange to his mother and father too.
Is he really the son of this family?
Is this really his home?
Who are you? Who is the mother? Who is the father?
Are they really his family?
...
Cheng Ye turned on his phone. It was already past five o'clock.
There is a faint fish belly white outside the window.
In this shallow light, his shadow looks particularly strong.
But there was no feeling of freezing him again.
It seemed that everything that had just happened in the living room was his imagination.
Is it an illusion?
Cheng Ye began to doubt himself.
I'm going back to school tomorrow. I don't know if leaving this home will make everything better.
...
Cheng Ye didn't know when he fell asleep again.
No more nightmares this time.
It was already eight o'clock in the morning when he was woken up by the alarm clock.
It takes about half an hour to go to school from here, and you can still catch up with the required classes in the morning.
He quickly walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash himself.
As a result, I saw bruises on my neck and arms.
He was stunned for a moment.
The bruises had turned black and looked shocking, as if someone had pressed him on the bed last night and tried to strangle him with all his strength.
But if he was really pinched so hard, how could he not feel anything or even resist?
Suddenly, Cheng Ye reacted.
He stared at himself in the mirror, a hint of depth flashing through his black and white eyes.
It's a nightmare.
He remembers waking up with a start and feeling a lot of pain in his neck.
By that time, the neck should have been injured.
...
So what happened last night was not a dream.
