When Mo Xiangyan was out of school recently, he could always feel a pair of eyes behind him silently staring at him, looking hard. He obviously saw Aunt Gu Yan's figure, but every time Xiangyan looked in that direction again , but it was empty.
How could the smart Mo Xiangyan not know Li Yuhong's intentions? From the day Mo Yichen went on a business trip, the frequency with which he could see Aunt Gu became less and less.
On the contrary, the probability that Aunt Chen Qian is at home is getting higher and higher...
"Aunt Gu...Aunt Gu..." Late at night, Xiangyan sat up suddenly from the bed, and beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down his white cheeks.
In the dream, Aunt Gu Yan was in ragged clothes, with bright red liquid seeping out from her forehead. She knelt on the ground, begging her grandma to let her stay, and looked at Xiangyan with tearful eyes...
Xiangyan cried and shouted, trying to run to Aunt Gu Yan quickly, but his body was held up by the arms of three or four strong men. No matter how hard Xiangyan struggled, it was all in vain.
Seeing Aunt Gu Yan getting further and further away, lying in a pool of blood, Xiangyan cried even harder...
Xiangyan sat blankly on the bed, wiping the sweat off his forehead with one hand, his eyes dull. The dark night made Xiangyan feel timid.
Fumbling randomly for the button of the bedside lamp, Xiangyan recalled scenes from the terrifying dream just now, making him feel even more uneasy.
The room was brightly lit by a sudden bright light, and a small figure stood alone in the corner. Xiangyan looked at everything around him with fear.
Xiangyan has been going crazy recently and has watched a lot of horror movies. Thinking of those terrifying scenes in the movie, Xiangyan tightened the quilt and lay down on the bed, wrapping the quilt tightly around his head.
But the terrifying scene lingered in his mind, and there were inexplicable noises in the room. Xiangyan couldn't help but sit up again and shouted loudly: "Grandma...Grandma..."
Suddenly he saw the tablet computer lying on the desk under the bed. As if he remembered something, Xiangyan lifted up the quilt without wearing any shoes. His bare feet stepped on the cold ground. He picked up the tablet computer and Xiangyan threw it down. on the bed.
Xiangyan sent the video call to Mo Yichen without hesitation.
Within a few seconds, the call was connected. Looking at the familiar figure on the screen, Xiangyan felt a soreness in his nose and tears kept flowing down.
"Xiangyan, what's wrong? Why aren't you sleeping so late!?" The man's voice was strong, and the sternness in his eyes was hard to resist.
Xiangyan paused, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and choked with sobs: "Dad, I'm scared, I..."
The dim light shone on the gradually gentle face of the man over there. Mo Yichen slightly curved the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Xiangyan, you are the man of our family, so you should stand upright and overcome the fear in your heart. Besides, There are no ghosts in this world. Dad has never seen such a thing as a ghost, okay? "
How could Mo Yichen not know his son's little thoughts? He had always been like this before. Even though he knew he was timid, he always insisted on watching horror movies with him.
Every time I watch a horror movie, I guarantee I won’t be able to sleep at night! At times like this, Mo Yichen was always by his side, telling him fairy tales and coaxing Xiangyan to sleep.
Looking at Xiangyan's resentful eyes, how could Mo Yichen not feel uncomfortable.
"Oh, by the way, Xiangyan, has your Aunt Gu Yan come to see you recently?" Mo Yichen suddenly remembered something and sat up from the bed, leaning on the pillow with a serious expression.
On the one hand, it was to divert Xiangyan's attention, and on the other hand, Mo Yichen himself was indeed very concerned about this matter, but Gu Yan's cell phone was always turned off when he was free at night.
Mo Yichen, who hadn't contacted Gu Yan for a week, always felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
"Dad, has something happened? I've been..." Before Xiangyan could finish his words, the door opened with a "squirting" sound, and Li Yunhong walked in.
"Grandma!" Xiangyan turned around and looked at the woman with a kind face who suddenly came in with surprise.
"Hey, it's so late. What are you doing? Grandma told you before. Night is for sleeping, not playing with the tablet."
Li Yunhong slowly walked to Mo Xiangyan and tucked him in. There was a hint of resentment in the black eyes, and the wrinkled face looked even more haggard.
"Grandma. I'm on a video call with dad." Xiangyan said, raising the tablet in his hand and showing it to Li Yunhong.
"mom!"
"Yichen, how are you doing there? No matter how important things at work are, you still have to take care of your body." Li Yunhong looked at the sleepy face of the man on the computer screen and felt a little more distressed in her heart.
"Mom, everything is fine here. Don't worry about work. Don't worry."
"Grandma, I haven't finished talking to dad yet. Give me..." Xiangyan snatched the computer from Li Yunhong's hand without hesitation. Helpless Li Yunhong could only sit aside and watch Mo Mo, who was screaming and acting cute. Xiangyan chatted with Mo Yichen.
The night became darker, and it was quiet outside the window. Occasionally, the wind made the window creak, and Li Yunhong sat beside the bed and yawned.
"Xiangyan, has your Aunt Gu Yan come to see you recently?" Li Yunhong, who was in a daze, heard the anxious inquiry from the man over there, and her sleepiness instantly disappeared.
"Yichen, it's getting late now, it's almost two o'clock. Xiang said he has to go to school tomorrow." Li Yunhong raised her arms and frowned, interrupting the conversation between the two.
In fact, Li Yunhong had known for a long time that Gu Yan's career had been hit, and now she needed Mo Yichen's help the most. But as Mo Yichen's mother, Li Yunhong couldn't watch her son being deceived and delayed by women again and again. A great future.
How could Mo Yichen not understand his mother's thoughts? His eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something. After about a few seconds, Mo Yichen raised his head, lowered his tone, and said with great displeasure: "Mom , you guys go to bed early”
After hanging up the video call, Li Yunhong breathed a sigh of relief. She placed the computer on the table beside her, tucked Xiangyan's quilt back into her hands again, picked up the fairy tale book beside her, and prepared to comfort Xiangyan to sleep.
"Grandma, why don't you want dad to mention Aunt Gu Yan? We haven't seen Aunt Gu Yan for a long time. Could something happen to her?" Xiangyan's big eyes locked on Li Yunhong's surprised face.
Li Yunhong was stunned, ignored Xiangyan's questions, and continued to tell him fairy tales. Soon, Xiangyan fell asleep amid her grandma's gentle stories.