Chapter 14.

There was always a vague sound in my ears, it was so noisy...

I closed my eyes and tried to push myself back to my deep sleepiness. The voice kept echoing in my ears unremittingly. I was helpless and finally opened my eyes, but was stunned.

The woman in front of her had a very gentle face. At this time, she was looking at me with a soft smile on her lips. Seeing me awake, the woman sighed helplessly: "Son, how old are you, you are still staying in bed! Get up soon and be late." After that, she shouted to the door: "Old Mu, take out the eggs in the pot and fill them for your son." A thick male voice immediately sounded outside: "I understand! Stinky brat, come out and have a meal!"

I stared blankly at everything in front of me, and for a while, I held the woman in front of me with my hands trembling for a while, opened my mouth a few times, and finally choked and screamed: "Mom?" The memories in my mind were in chaos. They said she was dead... But she was standing in front of me now...

Why can she speak? Why am I not in the hospital? I suddenly reached out and pulled my pajamas away, my abdomen was smooth and flat, not to mention the knife edge, there was not even a trace.

"Ranran, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?" Perhaps because my face was too ugly, my mother stretched out her hand worriedly and tried the temperature on my forehead.

I looked at my mother's gentle and tolerant eyes and slowly calmed down. The memory of chaos and pain in my mind began to dissipate, and everything gradually became clear.

I'm not an orphan at all.

My name is Muran, I am 17 years old this year. I have a very happy family. My mother is slow and gentle, my father is a loud voice. I also have a good friend who grew up with me since childhood, which is Yi Tian.

Everything, such as medicine, taking photos, and mute mothers, is just a nightmare!

All the memories of life before came to my mind. I widened my eyes and looked up at the bedroom I had lived in for 17 years, looked at the favorite star poster on the wall, the messy books and notes on the table, and even the smelly sock hanging on the back of the chair. Everything was so familiar. I was sure that this was the home I had lived in for 17 years. That Muran was really just a nightmare! In an instant, I threw my mouth into my mother's arms and cried loudly.

"What's wrong?" My dad rushed in with two boiled eggs in his hand. When he saw my crying face and tears, he was confused.

"Ranran, don't scare mom, what happened!" My mom pulled me out of her arms, wiped my tears with her hands, and looked anxious.

I looked at my parents who were scared by me. They were filled with deep worries in their eyes. All their emotions were touched by my movements and expressions, just like nothing in this world is more important than me. I suddenly recalled myself as an orphan in my dream. When I thought of the feeling of losing my mother, my heart aches and tears came out even more violently.

Fortunately, everything is just a dream, and luckily I woke up.

I wiped away my tears, swallowed my saliva in embarrassment, and explained in a low voice: "I've had a nightmare..."

The room was quiet for a second, then a chestnut hit my head, and my dad's loud voice sounded in his ear: "Bastard, how old are you? Do you think you are still breastfeeding?!" I held my head, but in fact I didn't feel it hurt, mainly because my dad's yell made me feel a little dizzy.

"Dad, can you yell in a low voice? I'm almost yelling as if I'm concussed by you!"

"Let's find a fight!" My dad was holding two eggs in his hand and reached out to think enough for me.

I was wandering around and hid in a mess. My mother looked at us both laughing and crying, "Okay, stop making trouble, you should be late for class. Ranran should change her clothes and come out for dinner." As she said, she pulled my dad out.

Looking at my parents' backs, I was stunned for a second, then suddenly rushed back to the bed and rolled happily. I felt that I was too childish and sat up quickly, and after a few seconds, I couldn't help but smile foolishly.

How could it be... so happy...

The whole person felt like he was steamed into a fluffy and soft bread, and the warm and sweet smell was everywhere.

After breakfast, after hearing Yi Tian calling me downstairs, I changed my shoes and pulled my schoolbag and ran out the door.

"Be careful on the way! I will pack my eggs in my schoolbag and remember to eat them for noon!" My mother's advice came from behind, and I responded, threw the schoolbag on my shoulders, and hurried downstairs.

As soon as I arrived downstairs, I heard Yi Tian’s impatient voice: "I have to wait for you every day! You will die if you get up early, right?" The boy in front of me frowned, his face was impatient and irritable, but he was extremely handsome. When he met his sight, he thought of the pain and despair of seeking in the dream, and felt palpitations in his heart for a moment. It was strange... How could he have such a dream? I looked at Yi Tian frowning for a long time, and after I was sure that I had no inappropriate thoughts about him, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Tian saw that I was stunned, and ignored me and threw the exercise book in his hand over. I rushed to catch it before I could ask him, and then he said lightly: "The old classmate will check in the afternoon."

"So?" I looked at him blankly.

"So you have to finish it this morning." He looked for granted that I almost bowed my head and replied.

"Why do you have to do your homework?!" I stared at him in disbelief.

“Because you have always been doing it.”

"Why?!!" I asked, Yi Tian simply ignored me and turned around and left. I followed a few steps and continued to ask unyieldingly: "Why?!" Yi Tian stopped, turned his head and looked at me expressionlessly: "Give me back my limited edition sneakers." I was stunned, then a big smile appeared, tiptoed and hooked his shoulder with great effort and said in a very innocent way: "Isn't it just a homework, who is the one between us?" Yi Tian rolled his eyes at me, shook me away and continued to move forward.

Looking at the tall back of the boy in front of me, I gritted my teeth and shook a few eyebrows, and finally sighed helplessly. I suddenly understood why I had that kind of dream... Because this bastard usually squeezed and persecuted me, I expressed my dissatisfaction with him in a form of resentment and inability to get it. No wonder I said that the heartache in my dream is so real. It turns out that there is a foundation in real life...

Thanks to Yi Tian, ​​I lie on the table all morning and try hard to fill his new exercise book that can be stuffed back to the bookstore for resale. Fortunately, this guy has a conscience. When I didn't even have lunch, I took out the eggs my mother cooked for me and peeled them for me. I imagined the eggs that Yi Tian bit them hard and knocked them to his lower lip. Yi Tian looked at me with an idiot's eyes next to me, and I almost couldn't help but crush the eggs and stuffed him with a look...

Finally, I passed the inspection of the old class without any danger. On the way home from school, I rubbed my fingers that were almost cramped, while Yi Tianze yawned beside me and complained that he was not full of sleep. I was so angry that I wanted to commit murder and dismember myself on the spot.

When I arrived at the door of my house, I said goodbye to Yi Tian and went up a few floors, and a strong sense of anxiety suddenly surged in my heart. I turned around and ran downstairs.

"Yi Tian!" I shouted to the back in front of me who had not yet walked away.

Yi Tian stopped, turned his head and raised his eyebrows and looked at me questioningly.

"We will see you tomorrow, right?" I didn't know why I asked this, but suddenly I was scared. I wanted to make sure what, but I didn't dare or didn't know what to make sure of.

Yi Tian did not answer me, but just threw a look of "This guy is stupid again", waved his hand casually and turned around and left.

An aunt who was holding a few bags of vegetables in her hands when she came home from get off work and greeted me with a smile. A few old men were playing chess leisurely under the big tree in front of me. A few little boys ran over with the red scarf in their hands and ran over in front of me. The sky in the distance was red, and the sun was hanging in the sky. Everything was so beautiful and real. I exhaled, shook my head with a smile, and turned around and went home.

When I opened the door, the smell of rice came to my nose. There were a few plates of hot dishes on the dining table. My dad sat next to me and looked at the top ten NBA balls selected today on sports news. Occasionally, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up two fried peanuts.

"Ranran is back. Go wash your hands and start your meal soon." My mother came out of the kitchen with soup and immediately smiled happily when she saw me. I responded, then put down my schoolbag, washed my hands and sat next to my dad. As soon as I picked up a peanut, my dad beat it with chopsticks.

"Your mom is not on the table yet, so don't move your chopsticks."

"Then you are still moving." I dissatisfied and glared at him.

"I am your father." My father shook at me and smiled with a slight smile. While picking up another chopsticks and eating them, I didn't have time to speak, my mother came over and gave my father a blank look: "You are so old and bullied my son, you are not ashamed." My father suddenly turned red, but he didn't dare to refute my mother's words, so he had to lower his head and stare quietly. While I was holding my smile, my hands were so shaking that I could hardly hold the chopsticks.

After dinner, the family sat in the living room watching TV. My mother peeled an apple for me and my dad, and then the couple watched the advertisement and waited for the TV series. After a while, the tragic opening song was played, and the heroine, whose eyes were swollen, sat on the river bank and muttered to herself: "I'm going back anyway. I can't escape for the rest of my life, I can't stay here."

My dad began to criticize the heroine's weakness, while my mom helped the heroine say good things sympathetically: She was too hard and grew up alone and didn't even have someone to rely on.

I leaned on the sofa to watch them discuss the TV plot, and my heart felt warm and quiet. But probably because the atmosphere was too warm, I relaxed my whole body and mind. Gradually, I felt that my eyes were getting more and more open and I felt a deep sleepiness.

Don't leave!

I don’t know who cried and shouted in tears in the TV series, which scared me so much that I shook all over. I tried to open my eyes wide and wanted to see where the story was performed, but I couldn’t see anything clearly. Everything in my sight was stained with blurry spots of light. In the end, I didn’t even have the strength to open my eyes.

"My son is asleep. Turn the TV down and keep it quiet."

"You guy is exhausted in class."

"Don't disturb him, let him sleep well. I'll get him a quilt."
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