This mask was bought by Wei Rou when she met her seniors from the previous class when she first came to school. It is a half-sheet mask of silver-white face paper. There are not many fancy things, and it is simply put on the face. Wei Rou bought it. After wearing it in front of the mirror a few times, I took it home and kept it in a drawer.
It was originally an ordinary mask, but when it was worn on Wei Mingyan's face, it unexpectedly looked good, as if it should have been on his face.
Most importantly, it covered the wound that he cared about.
The young man stroked the mask happily, looked into Wei Rou's eyes, and saw his current appearance from inside.
"Would it be strange for me to be like this?" Even though he asked like this, his eyes were full of joy.
"No, it looks great. You look better in it than I do."
There was amazement in Wei Rou's eyes, she really didn't expect Wei Mingyan to be so suitable for this mask.
One thing is, although it is very beautiful, people usually don't wear masks to go around. At most, when the school holds activities, some people will wear them to participate in performances.
"It's okay, I just need to cover this place." Wei Mingyan said with a smile, "Besides, I don't deal with them. As long as I don't want to, no one can see me except you."
Wei Rou was a little surprised, "Me?"
"Haven't you found out yet?"
Wei Mingyan touched the texture of the mask and looked at her, "You can see many things."
"and… "
He wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped.
Wei Rou looked suspiciously at the young man's gloomy face and stood up, looking far to the north, and she followed subconsciously, there was nothing but floors and floors.
"What's wrong?"
Wei Mingyan's expression was ugly, "Something from the outside has come in."
"What?"
"Another retarded thing."
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, Wei Rou heard the coldness in his tone for the first time, "I don't like it."
"but."
Wei Mingyan frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at Wei Rou, "You should know the person who got entangled with that thing."
***
Zhang Jing arrived home after a day's flight. She was so tired that she just wanted to fall asleep, but looking at her mother with red eyes, she still forced herself to stay in bed in the hospital.
When she knew that her father was seriously ill, Zhang Jing was stunned. In her impression, her father was always in good health. Although he worked hard, he didn't work hard. He is a doctor again, and he will give his father a regular physical examination. Usually, he doesn't even have a minor problem. Last month, he called and said that even those young people who went for a run in the park couldn't run him.
When Zhang Jing came back, she found out that her father had just been fired. Her mother said that he had been depressed all the time, and he seldom said anything. She thought it was because of being fired. down.
Cerebral hemorrhage, if Zhang Jing's mother was not a doctor, and she was sent to the doctor in time, she would have died now.
After Zhang Jing got the news, she had to catch the plane and car for a day, and she hurried back home. Her mother was already exhausted, and she was worried and afraid that her husband would just leave. She hugged her daughter and cried hard. A pass.
She has been in bed with her husband since his accident. The old people on both sides are too old to tell them. The husband has just been fired by the company. His friends are all from the same company. It is not easy for Zhang Mama to find them, except for her daughter. There was no one who could help.
Now the person is still in a coma, Zhang's mother has been guarding for a day and a night, and she is already exhausted. Zhang Jing asked her to rest and guarded her father.
There are not many people in the hospital now, Zhang's father is in his own ward, and Zhang Jing is sleeping on the bed next to him, but because he misses his father, he can't sleep well all the time, his eyes open and close for a while.
I don't know how long it took before a baby's cry suddenly came from my ears. Zhang Jing was a light sleeper, so she opened her eyes immediately.
She looked around suspiciously, the cry seemed to be her auditory hallucination, and there was no sound in an instant.
The wind was blowing outside, and although the window was only opened with a small gap, the wind blowing in was also unbearably cold.
Seeing her father sleeping on the hospital bed, Zhang Jing got out of bed and touched his hand. It was cold, and she hurried to the window to close it.
When she came to the window and wanted to stretch out her hand, Zhang Jing saw the scene behind her on the glass.
A small child with a big head and a small body was sitting on his father's chest.
Zhang Jing's eyes widened as she watched the child stretch out his little hand and hit his father's head one after another.
He was obviously just a child, but his actions were extremely fierce, and he even had a smile on his face.
She seemed to be froze with blood all over her body, and she turned around slowly.
On the bed, my father was lying quietly, frowning together, as if he was very uncomfortable.
How is this going!
Subconsciously, she looked at the glass again, and saw the child stand up and start jumping on his father, and just after he started jumping, Zhang's father on the bed suddenly groaned unconsciously, as if in pain.
"Cluck!"
The child giggled happily when he heard his cry of pain. While jumping, he called out in a childish voice, "Kun Po! Kun Po!"
Seeing her father's expression getting more and more painful, Zhang Jing endured the fear and stepped forward tremblingly.
What the hell is that, ghost
She's going out to get help...
Zhang Jing just stood by the door, holding the doorknob with her hand, trying to open the door, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't.
"Cluck!"
The child's laughter lingered in her ears, Zhang Jing's face was pale, and she desperately turned the doorknob, but the unlocked door seemed to be closed.
Just when she was about to cry, a thin hand suddenly grabbed Zhang Jing's ankle.
"ah!!!"
The girl screamed and saw the child squatting on the ground.
There was a crack at the corner of his mouth, it was a real crack, and the crack became bigger and bigger. On the dark skin, it seemed to be cracked, and bloody lines began to appear.
In the end, the whole body was covered with thin and dense red thread-like things.
He opened his mouth where it was almost impossible to see, and stared at the girl in front of him with only the whites of his eyes, as if laughing from his throat.
[cluck cluck cluck! Kun broken! Kun broken!]
Zhang Jing screamed with her eyes closed, stretched out her leg and kicked the hand desperately, shouting, "Go away!!! Go away!"
When there was no movement at last, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Zhang Jing was relieved that the child was no longer in the ward. She quickly stood up and tried to open the door to call for someone. This time, the door opened.
Just as Zhang Jing was about to run out to call for someone, a burst of tearing howls came, and the child from just now rushed forward with his mouth open like a beast.
"ah!!!"
She slammed the door shut, unable to stand up crying.
Why it became like this, and why there was such a thing, she had no idea.
Zhang Jing looked at her father on the bed, and she hurriedly looked at the glass window. Fortunately, the printed father was still the same as she saw.
She forced herself to think calmly, it's impossible to go out and call someone now, that thing is right outside the door.
She wants to guard her father and wait for the dawn. Maybe the nurse will come to make rounds before dawn.
Zhang Jing moved weakly with difficulty, and came to his father's bedside, staring at the scene printed in the glass window without blinking.
Father Zhang lay quietly, his frowning eyebrows were no longer together, he didn't know how frightened his daughter was holding his hand, not daring to relax at all, waiting for redemption.
Zhang Jing stared at his father in the glass window, but suddenly felt chills on the back of his neck.
She froze, and slowly set her eyes on the other glass window that was facing her.
There, she was sitting as she is now, but there was a child standing beside her, blowing on her one after another.
As if aware of her gaze, the child raised his head, looked at the glass window, looked at Zhang Jing, and grinned.
"cluck cluck cluck..."
Zhang Jing couldn't move at all, and watched it grow a mouth full of fangs towards her. From her angle, she could clearly see the black blood coming out of its throat continuously and dripping on the ground.
-boom! !
The door was slammed open. As soon as Wei Rou came in, she saw the child next to Zhang Jing. She gritted her teeth and took out a book she was holding and threw it on it. Yan squatted on the ground, looking at her sullenly.
"Zhang Jing! Are you okay!"
Wei Rou looked at it vigilantly, while carefully helping Zhang Jing to stand up.
"Wei Rou..."
As soon as Zhang Jing saw the familiar face, she didn't bother to think about why Wei Rou suddenly appeared, tears immediately fell down, she didn't know what she was talking about, "My father, him, on him..."
She froze suddenly.
A child's laughter came from behind again, "giggle giggling..."
Before Zhang Jing could react, Wei Rou quickly took out another book from the book she was holding and threw it over.
But no matter how you throw it, that thing is like a prophet, flashing past quickly.
It landed on all fours, giggling and giggling, and crawled to the feet of the two girls with a hideous face.
Wei Rou also panicked. She was about to throw the last book down, but was stopped by a pair of white hands.
The boy wearing a half-mask intercepted the book in her hand slowly, "You can't just throw the book, but you have to scold these mentally retarded things, otherwise, in their eyes, you are a big piece of fat that can be eaten."
"They have to be scared."
"Are you a hen laying eggs? Cluck, cluck, if you like cluck so much, go to the chicken coop!"
As Wei Mingyan spoke, he accurately threw the book on the head of the child who was looking at him vigilantly and in fear. It screamed and backed away, completely losing its arrogance just now.
Wei Rou was thoughtful, and the fear that had arisen just now was gone.
The boy knelt down and picked up a few books on the market and handed them to her, "You try."
"Um!"
The girl nodded, and went forward with the book in her arms, probably because Wei Mingyan was right behind her, she gained confidence in her heart, and threw the book hard on the child in front of her.
"Why are you staring! Do you have bigger eyes than anyone else!"
That thing screamed shrillly and opened its mouth full of fangs, and another book fell directly on its mouth.
"Do you want me to give you an award because you call it so ugly!!"
"Still calling! Still calling!"
Books fell on him one after another, it wanted to run away, Wei Mingyan stood behind Wei Rou and looked at it, but in the end he could only scream and roll under the bed unwillingly.
Zhang Jing was still standing with her limp body propped up against the wall, watching the thing that nearly killed her just now disappear with a scream, she was relieved, and suddenly collapsed on the ground.
Wei Rou also heaved a sigh of relief. It was the first time she did this kind of thing, and she was a little happy. She turned to look at Wei Mingyan, her eyes were bright.
The boy nodded, "It's a great job, next time it will be like this."
After finishing speaking, he walked to Father Zhang's hospital bed, bent down suddenly, and grabbed the child who was hanging upside down while smoking white smoke and kept screaming.
Looking around, there was no container to put it in, so he simply turned his head and said to Wei Rou, "Ugly like this, it's useless."
As he spoke, he carried the neighing child to the window and opened it. He held it out of the window with one hand, and taught, "In this way, just throw it down."
[Ah ah ah! ! ! !]
Accompanied by screams, the child covered in patterns was thrown down.
Hearing that there was no movement outside, Wei Mingyan clapped his hands in satisfaction, touched his mask and it was still on his face, and then said, "They like to be under the bed. Catch them under the bed, one at a time."
Wei Rou clenched the remaining book in her hand and nodded heavily.