How could such a strange idea come to mind
Tangning clenched his teeth tightly, tears welling up in his eyes. He raised his no longer slender wrist and stroked the scratched gold bracelet with his rough hands. He whispered in a hoarse voice, "How thick should your bracelet be? I don't usually like to buy jewelry. The gold bracelet Ningning's father gave me is enough for me."
Tang Ning was about to collapse from the dizziness he felt. He would rather see his mother's horrible appearance and bloody face than think of his mother who seemed to be comforting him.
How could a monster comfort him
Or was he overthinking it? Was it just that the preferences of the mother in the card world were different from those of the real mother, and was this a personality difference that could cause the player to make a mistake
Tangning grabbed Su Anyun's hand and pleaded with her. Su Anyun understood what Tangning meant and said to his mother, "Aunt, you and Uncle had a great relationship when you were young. I'd like to hear you talk about the past next time. It's getting late now. Xiaoning has been adjusting his schedule these past few days and needs to go to bed early."
After hearing this, her mother stopped her endless chatter and said to Tangning who was standing next to Su Anyun, "Yes, you really should go to bed early. Your eyes are so red."
The woman stretched out her hand as she spoke, her fingertips seeming to touch Tang Ning's cheek. Tang Ning did not dodge, he looked at his mother with red eyes.
At the moment when it was about to touch, my mother's hand stopped in mid-air.
Tangning forced a smile at his mother, then withdrew his hand with trembling fingers. He said to her softly as if nothing had happened, "Go to bed. Good night."
The pain in his heart came in an instant. As Tang Ning and Su Anyun held his hand and walked back, he tightly grasped the ring hanging around his neck with his other hand. Many crazy and irrational thoughts popped up in his mind, such as tearing the ring off and throwing it away, and then turning around and hugging his mother.
When they walked out of the room, Su Anyun suddenly wrapped her hand around his hand that was holding the ring, and whispered to him, "Xiao Ning hasn't slept with brother for a long time."
Tang Ning used a little force to pull it out of Su Anyun's hand, but Su Anyun was very strong.
"Do you want to sleep with your brother tonight?" The dark eyes looked at him without blinking, and the dim light was reflected in those beautiful eyes, like a starry night sky in summer.
When people look up at the starry sky, they always feel their own insignificance, and the pain they carry on their bodies seems to turn into dust.
Tang Ning's resistance weakened. He looked into the eyes of this person who tolerated all his bad tempers. The accumulated mist turned into tears and flowed out.
Su Anyun picked up Tang Ning and gently placed her on the bed in the bedroom. He then went to his room and got a pillow.
Tang Ning's bed was not big, just the right size for two grown boys. Su Anyun put down the pillow, and Tang Ning watched Su Anyun go in and out of the room. He brought a hot towel and a basin of hot water to his side and wiped his body briefly. The warmth from his body reached his heart.
Tang Ning wiped away the tears on his face, but the blush at the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose seemed to be more intense. He curled up on the bed obediently, his long eyelashes wet, and his equally moist eyes looked at Su Anyun's busy figure.
Tang Ning's heart ached, and he had to ask Su Anyun to relieve the pain. Tang Ning didn't know that his eyes were so cute that they could make people feel soft-hearted. Su Anyun reached out and touched Tang Ning's head.
Su Anyun finished dealing with everything. The lights in the room were turned off, and the boy climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Tang Ning.
The room was pitch black. Tang Ning couldn't see Su Anyun anymore. He felt a surge of panic in his heart, as if he had slipped and fallen into the water.
"Su Anyun." He shouted in panic.
The boy's gentle voice sounded very close, "Why don't you call me brother anymore?"
Tangning liked to call people by their full names, but Su Anyun liked to be his brother, so he meekly called him, "Brother."
The slender hands embraced him as if to reward him, and held Tang Ning in his arms. Tang Ning buried his face in Su Anyun's arms and breathed in Su Anyun's breath in big gulps. He had to inhale this kind of warmth to numb the pain in his body.
"Brother," he called again, and Su Anyun reached out and patted his shoulder, as if coaxing a child to sleep.
In this A-level dungeon, everything was dangerous. Only Su Anyun's embrace was safe. It was his real safe haven. Tang Ning curled up with his eyes closed for a long time, so long that he seemed to be about to fall asleep. He whispered, "Brother, is Mom my Mom?"
"Did you eat stupidly today?" Su Anyun asked softly.
It seemed to be reminding Tang Ning that there was something wrong with the food.
Tang Ning thought about what Su Anyun had said before, "If I always eat the food cooked by my aunt, will I feel reluctant to leave this home?" He knew that he would definitely leave this home. After seven days, he would leave the dungeon. However, the context of Su Anyun's words was that he would leave home to go to college.
Is this really the case
Did Su Anyun have something to say like before? He still had a long time before school started, so did leaving this home mean that Su Anyun knew that he was leaving the dungeon
There is another problem, Su Anyun seems to be nice to him.
In every instance that Tang Ning had been through, although the prince was very nice to him, he always seemed to ask for something in return. The most obvious thing was physical contact, hugging, kissing, and even going further.
But this is not the case with Su Anyun.
He was hugging Tang Ning now, without touching her, this hug was just to give Tang Ning warmth.
When he was with Tang Ning, he was actually very gentlemanly, like a real brother. Even when buying women's clothing, Tang Ning and other players went to buy it first. He liked that JK skirt, and Tang Ning bought a black skirt herself, but Su Anyun didn't say anything.
When Tang Ning wanted to ask Su Anyun for help regarding Jiang Mianmian's family affairs, Su Anyun vaguely mentioned the matter of the clothes. Tang Ning did not answer, and Su Anyun did not ask any further questions.
If his mother seemed to be approaching him step by step under the cloak of tenderness, then wasn't Su Anyun also getting along with him as a perfect brother
Except for Su Anyun in the orphanage and the cat-changing copy.
With chilling indifference.
No, there was also a time when his mother asked him to throw away the porcelain doll.
The porcelain doll she had been carrying bumped into Tang Ning's skin. Tang Ning seemed to see a flash of the porcelain doll falling to the ground. Cracks appeared on the doll's face, revealing an ominous scarlet color inside.
Tang Ning felt panic for no reason. In the darkness, he grabbed the corner of Su Anyun's clothes tightly, wanting to touch the true inner self of the other person.
"What's wrong?" Su Anyun's voice was still gentle.
"Brother, you..." Tangning asked softly, "Why are you so nice to me?"
Su Anyun smiled and said, "Because I am your brother."
It's not that I like you.
It's not that I love you.
Just because, I am your brother.
Tang Ning felt a sudden sense of emptiness in his heart.
His slender fingers ran through Tangning's soft hair and rubbed it gently, "Why are you talking nonsense tonight? Now, go to sleep."
Tang Ning's drowsiness grew stronger. He was like a kitten chasing its own tail and spinning in circles. A smart bystander would have known at a glance that the kitten was chasing and worrying.
It was Tang Ning who was spinning around and almost couldn't stand still.
Brother, mother, his home.
Tang Ning's mind sometimes appeared his mother's bloody face, and sometimes his brother's face was covered with bloody scars. In the end, he was surrounded by a familiar yet unfamiliar home.
He closed his eyes and had a weird nightmare.
It was really a very strange dream. The house in the dream was dripping with blood, the flowers and plants were withered, and the corners of the walls were covered with spider webs.
He stood in the center of the house. In front of him was his terrifying and sinister mother. Her skin was pale and covered with corpse spots. Her upper body was twisted, as if something had happened to her waist after a strong impact.
Tangning suddenly realized why the house was covered in blood. It was because her mother, who was bleeding non-stop, had to crawl to various places in the house to do work. She climbed up the ceiling to clean the chandelier, crawled under the bed to sweep up the garbage, and finally came to Tangning, stretched out her bloody hand, and said word by word with her broken voice, "Ningning, come to mommy."
A cold wind blew through the eerie room, causing the broken wind chimes to emit a desolate sound.
Tangning heard a gentle and sweet voice behind her: "Xiaoning—"
Tang Ning turned around blankly. He felt Su Anyun's slender, clean hands. He was wearing neat and decent clothes, standing by the door with a smile on his face. His dark eyes were impervious to any light. Two cracks spread from the corners of his lips, and scarlet blood flowed out of his fair skin. The third crack ran right in the middle of his lower lip to his jaw.
As Su Anyun spoke, blood continued to drip from the crack, "Come to me."
One is his mother and the other is his prince.
He couldn't give up any of them.
Two voices were calling him at the same time in this house, two hands were grabbing his hands at the same time, two external forces were pulling at Tang Ning's body, but the most painful thing was the struggling emotions raging in his heart.
"Ningning, don't believe him!"
"Xiao Ning, don't believe it."
"Ningning, don't you love your mother anymore?"
"Xiao Ning, I love you."
""
If so, Tang Ning hoped that he would be split into two halves, so that he could bear the huge pain instead of the person he loved.
The two monsters were pulling him at the same time. They were becoming more and more hideous, more and more terrifying, and more and more crazy.
"Tangning! Who do you choose?!"
Tang Ning suddenly opened his eyes.
His chest was heaving violently, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and the fierce and surging emotions were still piling up in his chest, like a roaring beast, ready to devour him completely from the inside out at any time.
After panting for a long time, Tang Ning's expression with his eyes wide open returned to normal. Even though it was just a dream, the tearing pain seemed to still cling to him, making Tang Ning unable to help but seek comfort.
He reached out to touch his side, trying to touch Su Anyun, but found nothing.
Su Anyun is not here
Tang Ning's hand moved upwards and touched Su Anyun's pillow. There was still some residual warmth on the mattress, proving that Su Anyun had just left.
Did you go to the toilet
Tangning took out his cell phone and checked the time. It was twelve o'clock midnight.
Tang Ning put his phone back under his pillow and closed his eyes for a while. Su Anyun still hadn't come back, which made Tang Ning frown. He took out the time and saw that three hours had passed.
Do you want to go out
Tang Ning hesitated for a moment and decided to go out. What was Su Anyun doing at this time
Afraid that his shoes would make noise, Tang Ning simply walked barefoot on the floor. He carefully approached the door step by step. The room was unusually quiet at midnight, and even a pin drop would be heard. This made Tang Ning's action of unlocking the door seem to be in slow motion.
He held his breath and pulled the door handle all the way down. A cold breeze seeped in through the gap in the door, making the cold sweat on Tang Ning's forehead especially cool. Tang Ning paused in his movement to pull the door.
Unfortunately, his door had no peephole, so he could see through the peephole whether there was anyone standing outside the door.
Although I could look through the crack in the door while lying on the ground, there was no light and I had to use a flashlight. The strong light would alert the enemy in the dark.
Tang Ning slowly opened the door. In the darkness, he did not feel anything standing in front of him.
But Tang Ning heard the strange sound again, which was the chewing sound coming from the kitchen.
Tang Ning heard a terrifying noise last night when he accidentally kicked a bottle on the ground, alarming his brother and mother in the kitchen.
Do you want to go again
In fact, there is no need to hesitate. There is something that Tang Ning must explore. The opportunity has already appeared before his eyes. If he is afraid of this and the crisis that comes with the opportunity now, then what will be waiting for him in the future will be a huge danger that he is not prepared for at all, and he will be killed in one blow.
After Tang Ning made up his mind, he learned from his last experience and did not walk while standing. Instead, he squatted on the ground and moved step by step. Before taking each step, he would carefully feel the ground with his hands to see if there was anything on it. Although this was slow, it was at least safer.
His fingertips felt the cold tile floor and his ears heard the noises of people eating in the kitchen. Tang Ning approached the kitchen little by little. This was the home he had lived in for more than ten years. It allowed Tang Ning to feel his way in the dark without knowing the direction.
The closer he got, the faster Tang Ning's heart beat. He wondered if the kitchen's sliding door was closed. If it was, it would be difficult for him to see what was happening inside.
But there was a window but no curtains. As long as he opened the sliding door a little, he should be able to see what was happening inside with the help of the moonlight.
As Tang Ning was thinking about countermeasures, his fingertips suddenly touched something cold and hard.
Tang Ning's heart skipped a beat, and before his brain could react, he retracted his hand. Fortunately, Tang Ning's force was not strong enough to knock the thing over.
Is that so?!
Tang Ning was squatting on the ground and didn't hear any special noise. He quickly changed his position and moved forward, preparing to bypass this thing.
When Tang Ning reached out to feel again, he felt something with the same texture. If that thing didn't move on its own, then there should be at least two cold and hard small things appearing on the ground
Because of the shock he had not long ago, Tang Ning did not withdraw his hand immediately this time. Instead, his fingertips moved downwards and felt the soft touch.
What is this
Tang Ning really wanted to turn on his phone and shine the screen, but he was very close to the kitchen now. The chewing sound had not stopped, which meant that the things in the kitchen had not been disturbed by him. If he suddenly turned on the light and let the things inside notice it, it would be a waste of time.
Tang Ning was about to move away for a distance, so he took another step to the side. When he reached out his hand to feel around on the ground, he didn't feel that thing.
It is hard on top and soft on the bottom. It feels small to the touch, but it is very heavy and stable. It feels like it cannot be pushed over even with the slightest force.
Is this really happening
It was really cold for Tang Ning to walk barefoot. As he was thinking, he unconsciously placed his hand on his cold toes.
The hard part is the fingernail.
The toes that are soft are not covered by nails.
Tangning's eyes widened suddenly.
What he just touched was a pair of feet!!!
A pair of cold bare feet stood on the ground.
Tang Ning's feet were so frightened that they went straight to the top of his head. His hands and legs were weak with fear. Tang Ning squatted on the ground, turned his head stiffly, and moved slowly towards the place where he had just touched his feet.
This place is very close to the sliding door of the kitchen. The faint moonlight spills out, and with that little light, the outline of a human figure is vaguely outlined.
"Ningning, why are you squatting on the ground?" the woman asked slowly.
With the sound of chewing, the dark kitchen stopped.
The air was dead silent, with only Tang Ning's rapid breathing as the sound could be heard.
If this is a dream within a dream—
"Click." The blinding light came on, dispelling the thick darkness and causing Tang Ning's pupils to shrink. He saw a pair of pale feet. His mother, who was wearing a white nightgown, was standing barefoot against the wall, staring at him with her eyes downcast.
A strong smell of blood came from the kitchen. Tang Ning turned his head stiffly and saw Su Anyun walking out of the kitchen.
Su Anyun's skin looked as pale as plaster under the light, but his lips were scarlet, as if he had just drunk a glass of blood.
"Xiao Ning, why are you here?" Su Anyun asked gently and curiously.
Tangning was speechless.
"Maybe he's hungry." said Mom.
"Xiao Ning came late and the food in the kitchen has been eaten." said the brother.
"Why are you still squatting on the ground?" asked Mom.
"Why do you look unhappy?" asked the brother.
"Get up," they said at the same time.
Tang Ning stood up shakily. Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, he felt his vision go dark and his head swell. Everything he saw had residual images. One was his beautiful and caring mother, with a bloody and pale figure behind her. The other was his gentle and caring brother, with an ominous red color showing through his broken skin.
He walked with the support of Su Anyun, his mother's cold hands on his back. The cold wind poured in through the window, blowing the hanging wind chimes.
With the help of his family, Tang Ning returned to the big bed. The residual warmth on the bed had disappeared. Tang Ning heard his mother say, "You two boys are so old, why are you still sleeping in the same bed? Don't you think it's crowded?" His brother said, "Shh, he's very tired, don't disturb him."
The pillow was taken away by an unknown hand, and Tang Ning was left alone on the bed. Footsteps came and went, and the door closed gently. Tang Ning's heart seemed to tremble with the sound of the door.
—“Don’t go.”
He heard the weak and helpless pleas from deep within his soul.
—"Whether you are family or monster, please don't leave me or abandon me."
He wrapped himself in his clothes and curled up into a ball, tears rolling down his eyes. He hugged himself and murmured, "Don't go, don't leave me."
Tears wet the pillowcase, Tang Ning's shoulders trembled slightly, his exhausted body and mental state made Tang Ning quickly fall into a dream. He didn't remember what he dreamed about, he only knew that he was fleeing and running frantically in the dream. When the alarm clock woke Tang Ning up, he woke up from the nightmare.
The faint light of morning sun filtered in through the gaps in the curtains. Tang Ning's face was covered with traces of dried tears. He did not feel refreshed after waking up. Instead, he felt even more tired than before he fell asleep.
He picked up his phone and received many new messages.
Jiang Mianmian: "Did you buy any clothes? I think."
Lin Yun: "I'm almost downstairs at your house."
Bai Yingxue: "I'm sorry, I didn't reply yesterday because I was recovering from my injuries. We are going to visit Jiang Mianmian's house today. I will tell you about your question when we meet."
Tang Ning felt a little more cheerful after hearing the news about Bai Yingxue. No matter what, it was good news that Bai Yingxue was still alive.
He told Lin Yun that he still had more than ten minutes left, and told Jiang Mianmian that he bought a black skirt.
After a brief contact with his teammates, Tang Ning seemed to absorb some of their vitality, which gave him the strength to walk out of the room.
As soon as he opened the door, Tang Ning heard screams. He was stunned for a moment, then went to the side and saw a familiar TV series about tearing apart Japanese invaders. His mother was sitting on the sofa, concentrating on watching TV.
There were sounds of washing up in the bathroom. Su Anyun hung a towel on the rack. Tiny drops of water dotted his long, dense eyelashes. He looked at Tangning with his eyes curved, as if tiny lights were flickering in his warm eyes. "Good morning, Xiaoning."
Tangning moved her lips and said in a daze, "Morning."
Su Anyun helped Tang Ning prepare the water for washing and squeezed the toothpaste for her.
Tangning subconsciously looked at Su Anyun's lips. They were a light color, not as red as they were last night.
"What's wrong?" Su Anyun asked.
Tangning shook his head in panic. He put the toothbrush between his neatly aligned white teeth. Suddenly, he remembered something. He ignored the milky white foam on his lips and mumbled, "Clothes."
The clothes and wig bought yesterday are still in Su Anyun’s backpack!
"Which one does Xiaoning want to wear?" Su Anyun asked.
"Dark." Tangning said without hesitation.
Su Anyun nodded and went to get clothes from her room. Tang Ning washed up in a hurry and while his mother was still concentrating on watching TV, he returned to the bedroom like a thief.
Su Anyun was putting his clothes for today on the bed, black princess cut wig, black skirt, and black stockings.
There seemed to be something weird mixed in at the end
Tang Ning picked up the black skirt and wanted to find a bag to put the skirt and the wig in. After all, his mother was at home, so he would not go out wearing women's clothes.
But when Tangning picked up the little black dress herself, she noticed something was wrong—
There is a large area of sexy hollow patterns on the back of this black skirt.