Horror Studio

Between his own judgment and the feelings from his body, Qian Jiangyue chose the former.

He lowered his head.

If he can appear in my eyes, and I still can't tell, then the sense of touch should also be able to simulate it.

Qian Jiangyue thought.

For the next time, he sat leaning against the corner, the cold wind was blowing, and his thin clothes could not withstand the cold at all.

Qian Jiangyue hugged her legs and curled up.

Even so, his body was still trembling.

The pain and cold kept hitting Qian Jiangyue, and he felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.

"Can you hold me? It's cold." Qian Jiangyue said.

"I'm fake, you should know that." The child replied.

"Well, but I felt it when you touched my shoulder just now, so when you hold me, I will feel warm too." Qian Jiangyue raised his head.

His eyes were extremely clear.

"As long as you think it's useful, you can do whatever you want," the child said.

A warm feeling came.

Qian Jiangyue closed his eyes, then, his body trembled, and then he took a long breath, as if the wronged child finally let go of his dissatisfaction.

The morning sun shines on Qian Jiangyue's body.

He stood up, his body was still a little sore, then he took his right foot, but as soon as he took this step, he sneezed. At the same time, he found that his body was a little hot, and his right hand touched his forehead. Can't do it.

I am sick?

Qian Jiangyue said in her heart, and sneezed again at the same time.

He walked two steps, and found that he saw things a little fuzzy, and walked swayingly, as if the whole person had reached the limit.

"Where are you, why are you missing?"

Qian Jiangyue looked around and saw that the child who looked exactly like him last night had disappeared.

In this small alley, he is the only one, not even wild cats or dogs.

Walking out of the alley, there are already pedestrians around, going to work, going to school, everyone has their own busy things.

Qian Jiangyue glanced around, he was confirming his position, but at this moment, his mind was like a mass of paste, and he couldn't remember anything.

After taking another step, Qian Jiangyue fell to the ground.

He tried to get up, but now he couldn't exert any strength on his body, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Then, he fainted.

Although Qian Jiangyue in her pajamas caught some people's attention, she just took a few more glances and didn't do anything.

In a daze, Qian Jiangyue heard a familiar voice.

"Mom knows it was wrong, you wake up quickly..."

It was Lian Banxue's voice.

Qian Jiangyue wanted to open his eyes, but the whole person was very uncomfortable. Before he thought about the current situation carefully, he fell into a deep sleep again.

At this time, Qian Jiangyue was lying on a hospital bed. After he fainted, a neighbor who knew him happened to see him.

Sometimes luck is important to survive.

The sun shone on Qian Jiangyue's face, and two days of recovery made him wake up. After opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was his mother who was sleeping on the sofa next to the hospital bed.

Qian Jiangyue wanted to speak, but the events of that night flooded into his mind like a tide, making him feel scared, and the idea that he originally wanted to speak to the other party was immediately suppressed.

He moved his hand and found that he had recovered a bit of strength, so he propped up his upper body with both hands and sat up.

After about twenty seconds, Qian Jiangyue's feet were already on the ground.

He wanted to escape and leave this place.

When he took the first step, his body was still a little shaken, but he was able to fully grasp the balance in the second step.

Taking advantage of his own movement did not wake the sleeping person, Qian Jiangyue quietly opened the door of the ward, preparing to sneak out.

But the moment he opened the door, he saw the child who was exactly like himself.

"You can't run, you will break her heart." The child said.

"Why did you disappear at that time?" Qian Jiangyue spoke subconsciously.

His voice awakened the sleeping person.

"Yi Cunling?"

Lian Banxue opened her eyes suddenly.

Qian Jiangyue glanced back, and then ran out.

That's awful... I was really out of mind just now.

He patted his forehead.

"Trust me, that's right." The child said.

Qian Jiangyue pursed her lips, but did not reply.

He ran to the stairs.

"Nurse, help me stop him!" Lian Banxue shouted behind Qian Jiangyue.

"Where can you go? She is your only guardian, unless you really want to live on the street, don't you know why you are sick?" The child appeared under the stairs.

"Shut up!" Qian Jiangyue frowned.

"Yi Cunling, calm down, otherwise things will get worse and worse." The child continued.

At this moment, Lian Banxue had already caught up. At this moment, Qian Jiangyue recalled the scene of that night in her mind.

The fear in his heart drove him to escape from where he was now.

Before he could make a decision, his right foot had already stepped out, but just after taking two steps, his right foot suddenly became weak and unable to support his body, and because his hand was not placed by the handrail of the stairs, he fell straight down the stairs. .

When his body hit the wall, Qian Jiangyue thought he was dead for a while.

He opened his eyes and saw the child just squatting beside him.

"This is the consequence of not listening to me." Although the appearance is the same, the feeling of Qian Jiangyue with a child in front of him is completely different.

"Who are you?" Qian Jiangyue's voice was very weak, "You are not..."

"Yi Cunling, you are smart, but you can be smarter." The child stood up, "This is an opportunity. You can control your mother, know?"

"She has not been sick most of the time, so we can divide her into two periods. One is the period of the disease. During this period, you only need to protect yourself. The other period is the normal period. You are his son. If she knows that she wants to kill you when she is sick, she must be very guilty."

"Since there is a sense of guilt in my heart, then naturally there will be the idea of ​​compensating you."

"You can use this to fight for a certain amount of rights for yourself."

"I don't need me to teach you how to do it, right?"

The child's tone is very cold, almost without any emotion, in his eyes, everything is an object that can be used.

"If the previous words are true, then you are just the person I imagined."

Qian Jiangyue took a deep breath.

At this time, Lian Banxue had already reached the top of the stairs.

"Son, are you okay?" She was very nervous.

"In other words, everything you say to me is my own thoughts, and I was actually arguing with myself in earnest just now, not like a person thinking at all, which means..." Qian Jiangyue still said , But the voice was very small, "I am like a mother, also...sick."

"When one day, when you change your image and appear, I will not be able to tell whether you are a real person or a fake person."

After saying this, Qian Jiangyue stopped speaking.

"Son, are you okay? Who were you talking to just now?" Lian Banxue asked while inspecting Qian Jiangyue's injuries.

"It hurts..." Qian Jiangyue showed a painful expression on her face.

At this time the nurse has arrived.

At night, Lian Banxue had fallen asleep, and after she was convinced that her son Yi Cunling was not in danger, she finally couldn't hold it up and slept on the sofa.

As for what happened that night, neither of them spoke.

The window was gently opened by Qian Jiangyue, and the breeze came from outside the window, and it was very cool on the face.

Qian Jiangyue endured the pain and climbed onto the window.

"Do you really want to do this? At this height, with your current injury, there is basically no possibility of survival."

The child's gentle voice came.

Qian Jiangyue looked back and found that the child was standing at the door of the ward.

He glanced at Lian Banxue again.

"I have seen the foreseeable future, boring and sad. Besides, it doesn't matter if I die. The only person who cares about me thinks that my birth was a mistake. In that case, what is the meaning of my life?"

Qian Jiangyue didn't make any sound. This was a mental dialogue between him and the child.

He sat on the window sill, his left hand held the window, and his legs were placed outside the window.

The child walked to him step by step.

"You can jump like this and don't care about anything~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But what about her? You have seen how she was when she became ill. How will she be dealt with if she hurts other people? Whether it is in prison or It will not end well if you are locked in a mental hospital."

"The only person she can rely on is you. If you are still alive, there is still a little hope in her life. Once you die, then she will be all over."

"At least...wait for her to go..."

After the child finished speaking, he looked at the stars in the distance.

Hearing these words, Qian Jiangyue didn't say anything, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop.

He lay back on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

"Want to know why you encountered this kind of thing?" Another villain's voice rang in Qian Jiangyue's ear, "Remember, the fourth word on line 5 on page 16 of your Chinese textbook this semester is what?"

The pages of the book in my mind began to turn, and finally I located the Chinese character I wanted to search.

Life!