What does it feel like to hug a monster with a normal person's body
It was cold, really cold, the cold seeping from the outside to the inside, so cold that his soul seemed to be frozen.
But Tang Ning still hugged his mother tightly.
He hadn't hugged his mother like this for a long, long time. When he grew up, young boys would hug their mothers like they did when they were children.
Later he wanted to hug his mother, but that person was there.
It's really cold.
Strength and warmth are fading fast.
But so happy.
He felt great, long-lost happiness.
Even if he died in his mother's arms at this moment, he would be willing.
A warm hand pressed on Tangning's shoulder, pulling her away from the cold, smelly embrace. "It's time for you to go to bed, Xiaoning."
Su Anyun forcefully pulled the weak Tang Ning up. Tang Ning looked at Su Anyun in a daze. He looked at Su Anyun, the one who always stood behind him and protected him, even though he had broken her heart.
Su Anyun held the cold Tang Ning in his arms. His arms were warm and broad. He carried Tang Ning away from the monster in the shadows.
Tang Ning looked back and saw his mother curled up in the corner, staring at him.
That cold and paranoid look was one that Tang Ning was familiar with; it was the look of a ghost.
Such a look made Tang Ning afraid, but he persisted in staring into the dark and cold gaze until Su Anyun carried him into the house and he saw it too. Only then did Tang Ning retract his gaze and stared blankly at the woven lights on the ceiling.
He saw a small flying insect circling around the lamp.
Su Anyun boiled some hot water and used a hot towel to wipe the blood off his body, but she was unable to warm his body.
"Xiao Ning, do you know what you are doing?" Su Anyun asked.
Tangning didn't say anything.
He knew what he was doing, he knew what he was getting into before he took off the ring.
Su Anyun made it very clear. He had clearly told Tang Ning before that the evil spirit's nature would make his mother hurt him, but his mother's nature and the ring on Tang Ning's body prevented her from doing so, thus maintaining this barely balanced situation.
This balance is very difficult.
The mother was so reluctant that she couldn't face him tonight, and made the decision to "go traveling" before she could even think straight.
If he does, what next
Mom would hide herself in a corner where he couldn't see her. Their last communication would always be on the door panel today.
So he chose to take off the ring.
Even if it means death, he wants to force his mother to stay.
Even if his mother only had the ghost side, he still wanted to keep her.
Su Anyun walked out of the room, and after a while, he came back with a small bowl that smelled strongly of blood.
Tang Ning's eyes rolled like dead fish and he looked at Su Anyun's bowl. The bowl was filled with blood-red soup with something like coagulated blood clots at the bottom of the soup.
"Drink something hot to warm yourself up." Su Anyun said to him.
"What is this?" Tangning asked softly.
"Tonics." Su Anyun said.
Tangning was helped up by Su Anyun. He looked at the bowl of food and asked, "Who was this given to before?"
Su Anyun did not answer immediately.
"Who drank it the day before yesterday?" Tangning asked in more detail.
Su Anyun said calmly: "I."
The person who drank the supplement on the first day was Su Anyun
"Brother, why are you drinking this? Are you healthy?" Tang Ning asked again.
Su Anyun said, "Hmm," and said, "Drink it quickly."
Maybe this soup has some negative effects, but Tang Ning no longer cares about these things. Tang Ning took the bowl of blood-red soup and took a sip. It did not taste like blood as he imagined. Instead, it tasted bitter, very bitter, just like medicine.
After drinking it, the cold feeling lingering in Tang Ning's body was dispelled. Apart from the bitter taste in his mouth, Tang Ning felt much more comfortable.
Tangning held the bowl with only blood clots in it and looked at Su Anyun who was sitting in front of him. "Why is my brother so healthy?"
Even though Su Anyun always behaved like a weak scholar, in Tang Ning's mind, he was considered powerful.
Su Anyun didn't answer. He took out a candy from his pocket and handed it to Tangning, "Eat something sweet and press it down."
He then took the ring out of his pocket and carefully put it back on Tangning's hand before saying softly, "Go to sleep."
The diamond ring sparkled brightly.
Tangning clenched the candy tightly in her hand wearing the diamond ring. When Su Anyun stood up, Tangning asked softly, "Brother, why are you still so nice to me?"
Obviously I didn't choose you.
Su Anyun turned off the lights and stood in the darkness. "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"I do." Tangning said without hesitation.
After a while, the young man's laughter came from the darkness: "It will scare you."
Will it scare him? What does that mean
"Go to sleep. Good night."
The door was closed and Tang Ning was lying on the bed. He touched the diamond ring in his hand. The ring that had been hanging around his neck was finally back to its original place.
But is he really qualified to wear this ring
If he were allowed to choose once, and if both hands were extended to him at the same time, who would he choose
Tangning felt pain in his temples and scalp. He closed his eyes as voices echoed in his mind:
"What you saw was just something made up by the card game! It's your mother! Calm down! You've been bewitched by the card game!"
"Your mother's kindness is touching, but humans have their own ways, ghosts have their own ways, ghosts are strangers after all, ghosts are yin and humans are yang, if you want to live together for a long time, my friend, you will have to live for a long time."
"But the dead are gone, we always linger in the past, stagnating before, and in order to survive, we also keep moving forward."
"Xiao Ning! Come to my side!"
Tang Ning fell into a bizarre dream. He had many dreams about the past. He dreamed that when he was a child, he got very bad grades on a test. He hid the test paper and dared not show it to his mother because he was afraid that she would scold him.
As a result, because he was too stupid, he only hid the test paper in the compartment of his schoolbag. When his mother helped him organize his schoolbag, she immediately saw the test paper he had hidden.
The paper folded into small squares was unfolded by mother.
His mother had a stern face and stared at the test paper seriously, while he stared at her blankly.
To him at that moment, it seemed as if the sky had fallen.
The mother looked over the test paper again and again, and finally looked at him. To his surprise, the mother did not scold him, but asked: "You folded the test paper so small, are you afraid that I will find it?"
He nodded timidly.
"You have to find another place to hide it." Mom said, "At least hide it at home. When have you ever lost something and I helped you find it?"
Mom unfolded the test paper, folded it, and put it back.
He was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, why did you scold me?"
"You are my child. I know you have worked very hard during this period. Why would I scold you?"
"But, I'm ranked last in the class this time." Tangning didn't dare to say which place she was in.
"Why would I compare you with others? I know best what you are like in my heart." The mother picked up little Tangning and spanked her on the bottom. She said seriously, "But since you did so badly on the exam, I'm still punishing you! I made three cola chicken wings today! You could have had one, but now because you failed the exam, you can only have one!"
The dull sound of being spanked was heard.
Tang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, cold sweat dripping from his forehead and sliding into his eyes, causing a stinging pain. With blurred vision, Tang Ning used the bleak moonlight to see a bloody and rotten face.
The woman with long hair stood by the bed in the middle of the night, staring at him.
The unrecognizable face in front of him overlapped with the face of his mother in the funeral home. Tang Ning fell weakly on the bed, looking at his mother with trembling eyelashes. Tears fell silently from his eyes, making it difficult for Tang Ning to tell whether they were tears of fear, tears of loss of control, or something else.
Under his dazed gaze, perhaps it was the power of the poison, his mother's face gradually returned to normal. That beautiful face was especially gentle under the moonlight, and her expression touched people's hearts.
She frowned and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? I was half asleep when I heard you calling for your mother."
The face in front of him completely overlapped with the woman in his dream. Whether it was the mother in the image of a monster or the mother in the image of a normal person, she was the mother in his memory.
But everyone, everyone.
His teammates, his prince, the masters he met told him that this was his mother, a ghost, a being that would hurt him.
Everyone says so.
Tang Ning grabbed the quilt and cried until he almost fainted. His tears immediately wet the pillowcase. So many tears blurred his vision, making it difficult for him to see clearly what was in front of him.
He wanted to see clearly whether it was a ghost or something else, whether this was the present or the past, whether this was a game or reality. There were so many confused thoughts, so confused that he couldn't organize his words.
The mouth uttered a trembling voice before the brain: "Mom"
Tangning heard herself crying, "Mom, I want a goodnight kiss."
The woman standing by the bed did not move.
Oh, and he still wears that ring.
Tang Ning stretched out his shaking hands, trying to take off his ring. Even though his body was terrified of the freezing cold that was about to come, and even though his instinct to survive was trying to stop him, he still held the ring firmly.
Obsessed with enlightenment, like a person who has lost his mind.
Before he could remove the ring, a cold hand covered his.
Full contact with the ring.
Tang Ning seemed to hear the sound of blood dripping, dripping, like a mother's tears.
The cold hand stopped him from taking off the ring. In the darkness, Tang Ning could smell the stench of a corpse.
Something cold kissed his forehead gently.
"Good night, Ningning." She said it gently, in a strange tone that made one's scalp tingle.
The moment my mother kissed me, tears began to flow down my cheeks.
Tang Ning cried like a little child.
He thought, this is my mother, even though she looks a little strange now, even though she looks too much like other people’s mothers, even though everyone says she is a monster.
But to me, she is my mom.
No matter what she becomes.
I recognize her.