The coat that smelled of mothballs was put into the washing machine, the rice was soaked in water, and some canned luncheon meat was put in. After eating, Chengmei went out early. Suddenly the soft goose-colored scenery and sunlight hit Chengmei's face. Seungmei closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, the familiar and transparent hormonal aura was slowly coming towards Chengmei.
"Are we going to see that mysterious and familiar man again?" The moment Chengmei braked suddenly, she immediately felt pressure from her waist. She hurriedly opened her eyes and saw her mother lying sprawled next to her, with her bulging belly not covered by the quilt.
"Why have you started having different dreams recently?" The intense heat and drought that lasted for several hours tortured Chengmei's throat. She quickly opened the door, and the narrow living room was filled with dust. The sofa, which was integrated with the night, had several cracks, and the cotton spun out from it was as cold as a werewolf's teeth. A few withered roses in the vase in the corner of the window spare no effort to fight against hunger and thirst. Chengmei was already worried, but facing the dilapidated decoration, she felt a little desolate.
1.00AM The moon that cannot be folded up the window screen reveals an angry red light, and the broken clouds scattered around slowly approach from a distance, dragging their heavy bodies. As the dark clouds moved, a huge shadow enveloped Cheng Yan's face, and she quietly stretched her hand into the dark void.
At 2.00AM, the weather was really unpredictable. The raindrops just became lighter and then started to pour again. After a while it started thundering again. As the new round of dark clouds fade away. In the blink of an eye, there was another storm blowing indoors and outdoors.
2.13AM Chengmei finally coaxed Chengyan to sleep with sincerity. She was so tired that she suddenly wanted to be alone in a dark corner. It lasted for about another hour. The rain falling on the window frame was sometimes small and rustling, sometimes it poured down hard like a pack of wolves, and sometimes it scattered like powder. But Chengmei’s eyes never blinked...
4.18AM When the wind and rain were raging, Cheng Yan had been trapped in the corner of the room shivering.
Watch the concentric circles bloom gently on the window, and feel the house swaying on the sea-like ground. Occasionally, Cheng Yan would be frightened to tears by the sound of water waves, because to her ears, the sound sounded like a lost electric current with no intervals.
Hearing an unexpected and strange sound late at night at 4.37AM, Seung-mi quickly got up wearing pajamas and holding her cell phone and went to Seung-yeon's room. The moment she opened the door, Cheng Yan's face flickered in and out of the snow-white light, looking slightly ferocious. At this time, the sound of raindrops hitting the window was heard again in the air.
"Are you scared?"
Chengmei stood at the threshold and asked softly. But Cheng Yan just gave Cheng Mei a confused look. Then, she squatted in front of the table and stared at the remaining water in the three glasses for a long time. Perhaps she wanted to see if there would be ripples on the water, Cheng Yan's eyes were uncertain and silent.
Seeing that Cheng Yan had been silent for a long time, Cheng Mei hurriedly sat next to Cheng Yan. He stressed again uneasily: "How about my sister stays with you."
The more Seung-mei tried to communicate, the more Seong-yeon stared at the cup, with an expression as if she was eagerly waiting for some bad omen. Of course, it was also possible that she was gradually feeling disappointed because there was no movement. Just when Chengmei was about to fall asleep, she felt the house shaking violently. She quickly opened her eyes and saw that the bedroom door was open, and the kitchen facing her was dark. But from the depths of the darkness came the sound of violent trembling water.
Chengmei calmly held the door frame and walked in. The water in the pots and dishes seemed to have a premonition of something and began to sway in unison. Chengmei panted and raised her phone, and the faint light from the corner faintly illuminated Chengyan. Cheng Yan stood by the window blankly. His back looked precarious.
Cheng Yan raised her hand fiercely and threw something towards the ground. Cheng Mei had no time to react because it happened in just a thought. Although she heard a cold trembling sound, Cheng Yan did not hurt herself. It was a plastic bag filled with water. At this moment, the bag broke and the water flowed out. Cheng Yan thought about it for a while, then desperately attacked other bags filled with garbage. Three or four bags were all broken, and the unpleasant smell crawled out of the kitchen and towards the living room. Chengmei suddenly wanted to stop her, but the floor tiles were dark and sticky in the darkness. Chengmei didn't know what to do. She couldn't take even half a step forward except hesitantly retreating.
Cheng Yan was frantically looking for all the things she could play with. She really didn't know where she got the overloaded energy after being up half the night. Seung-mei's patience reached its limit, and she grabbed Seung-yeon's shoulders. Suddenly, Seung-mei felt a viscous liquid touch her toes. Seung-mei held up her phone and looked at it. The dark red thread slowly spread. Maybe Seung-yeon was overly excited and stepped on the broken glass. Chengmei jumped up and picked up Chengyan, but her thin body was not strong enough to subdue an adult woman.
Chengyan grabbed Chengmei's wrist hard and even bit it with her teeth. Seung-mei was startled, but refused to let go of Seung-yeon. After a while, Cheng Yan probably didn't have the strength, so she slowly sat back towards Cheng Mei's feet.
