Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 84 The So-called Nightmare

The morning sun was very warm, and Han Hao stretched out his hand to cover it while lying on the bed.

here……

where is it?

The room was tidy, and there were several high school textbooks on the bookshelf besides comics.

There were many dark red fluffs scattered on the floor and bed sheets.

There are many irregular small holes on the blackout curtains, the sun shines in, and the tiny light spots like stars are cast on the floor. Han Hao puts on and takes off, like stepping on a galaxy.

He has an impression of this work of art.

The hole in the curtain is the paw print of Sorolla's naughty little one.

Seeing this, Han Hao no longer has to guess.

Ninety percent of this is his room.

It's just something isn't quite right.

He doesn't know how to tidy up the room, and my sister-in-law has never helped him tidy it up. Whenever the room is too messy to look at, he will tidy it up properly to make him more comfortable visually.

In essence, this should be sorted out.

"I said you, stop reading the newspaper every day! Hurry up to Hangcheng and bring that kid Han Hao back! Hey, I'm talking to you! You old man!"

Han Hao couldn't help but plug his ears.

Sister-in-law's voice was still as penetrating as ever, and it could be clearly transmitted to Han Hao's ears through a load-bearing wall of ten centimeters.

"Ouch." Uncle put down the newspaper and pushed the mirror frame.

"Don't you just miss him? Just make a phone call and it'll be over?"

"Aww~~(Yeah, yeah~)" Katie said.

The sister-in-law sighed helplessly, "I'll call him, can that kid pick it up? He wishes I could stay away from me."

"You think too much, Han Hao is quite sensible, if you call him, he will answer dd for sure."

…………

Han Hao listened quietly to the conversation between the two in the room. After walking for so long, his sister-in-law must have helped clean the room.

sister...

He really should call home.

It's been a long time since he ran out and hadn't contacted my sister-in-law.

Han Hao took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, and quickly opened the window, the house became farther and farther away in sight.

When the distance was almost the same, Han Hao broadcast the number that hadn't been touched for a long time.

"Ding bell~"

"Wow!" Katie barked suddenly, and stood up from the carpet in a jerk. The sister-in-law hurried to the living room and picked up the landline next to the coffee table.

"Hey?"

"Sister-in-law, I'm Han Hao."

"Han Hao?! You still dare to call me?? Why didn't you know to tell me when you ran away from home? Now you know how to call? Miss me? Let me tell you! Come back quickly! Hangcheng then Far away, how can Asuka City be better? Although it is smaller, it is close to home. Your uncle and I are also at ease. Don’t eat indiscriminately outside, go to bed early and get up early, live a regular life, you are not bad looking, there are girls If you want to confess your love to you, you should agree to it. It is impossible for a child like Xia Yihan to fall in love with you. Don’t hang yourself on a rope. Also, Zoroya likes to kick the quilt when he sleeps at night. You should pay more attention to it. , don’t let the little guy catch a cold.”

Han Hao quietly listened to his sister-in-law talking to him.

Xia Yihan has already become a thing of the past.

Although he was handsome, it was impossible for him, who stayed in the school hospital every day, to be confessed to, and even if he did, he would not be able to agree.

There were many mistakes in what my sister said, but Han Hao didn't interrupt, nor was he impatient.

He should have known earlier that my sister-in-law had always been very kind to him, and those harsh words were just the old man's willfulness.

"Hello? Han Hao, are you still listening? Why aren't you talking?"

"It's okay, I'm listening, that... sister-in-law, I miss you... after the exam, I'll go home right away!"

"—Hoo~" Han Hao hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

When he comes home from the school exam this time, it's time for him to go home and have a look.

"Soroya, you can be a train again this time, are you happy?"

"Zoroya?"

and many more......

Maybe it should be Torkby.

Han Hao subconsciously looked for an elf beside him, it might be a dark red fox, or it might be a yellow eggshell without a heart.

No.

Yes, not at all.

Han Hao panicked for a moment.

He ran home quickly and climbed in through the window.

"Soroya, where are you? Soroya! Don't hide, come out quickly!" He lifted the quilt, leaned down to look under the bed, opened the cabinet, and opened the drawer, all possible hiding places for Soroya He searched all over the place.

No.

Yes, not at all.

The sister-in-law heard the noise in the room, and immediately opened the door and came in.

"Han Hao? Why are you back? Didn't you just return..."

"Sister-in-law, where is Sorolla? Have you seen Sorolla?" At this time, maybe Han Hao should give sister-in-law a long-lost reunion hug, but he didn't do so, feeling flustered for no reason.

"Zoroya?" Auntie frowned, "You kid, what nonsense are you talking about? That fox died two years ago,"

died?

How can it be?

How could Zoroya die?

"You told me on the phone just now, have you forgotten? That little dark red guy, you cover him with a quilt every night."

There are dark red faces scattered on the ground, and there are claw marks left by him on the wooden table. With so many traces of his existence, how can it be said that he is dead?

Han Hao suddenly felt a headache.

The pictures of the past appeared one after another.

He walked among the street trees in the afternoon sun, groping along Zoroya's soft fur, and the little dark red guy made a purring sound.

........

He lay on the bed and held Soraya above his head.

"Let me show off tomorrow, in front of the girl I like."

.........

"Soroya, you can't let your temper go this time!" He ruthlessly threw Sorolla onto the battle stage.

.........

"Zoroya, become a Thunder God!"

.........

"Can you learn it? Roaring loudly?"

"Chase!"

"Scratch!"

...........

"Good game, I'll buy you strawberry biscuits tonight."

"I'm tired of that, I want strawberry-flavored Elf Peanut Butter."

...........

"A lot of ghosts!"

"Guardian of the Night Rain!",

The pictures of the past are constantly playing back in his mind, and every time he plays one, his memory will disappear for a while, and the sadness, battle, and beauty that he experienced with Sorolla are all gradually disappearing.

[All the people who have lost, their nightmares were collected by Darkley to form this space, this is a place made up of grief and love, you will fully experience their grief and bear their pain . 】

[Special note: The deeper the love, the greater the sorrow, and you can only come out after forgetting the pain of loss]

Lines of small fireflies appeared in front of my eyes.

Only at this moment did he remember where he was.

Darkrai's Nightmare Dimension!

As a dream, everything in front of me is too real.

This is a place where the fear in his heart will be magnified infinitely, and the thing he fears the most is losing Soraya, the little guy who pulled him out of the bad boy setting, has long since become an indispensable future in his world part.

"Pokeby, read the sword!"

There was no response in the void, but the Yunwu Tianjian had already appeared in his hand.

Forget the pain of the past?Wouldn't that make him forget even the good things?

I have long since stopped being a dog licker!

Pain down to 50% of true scale.

I bother!

He feels like a knife is twisting his heart now, but he doesn't feel comfortable at all.

I'm going to forget about the pain!

With the Heavenly Sword in his hand, Han Hao moved with a spiritual thought.

Since it is his dream, then he is in charge, even if you are the evil spirit who created the nightmare, you cannot control the dream!

"Yunwu Tianjian, the temple descends."

[The Temple is Coming: You can summon the Cloud Temple anywhere]

The huge temple crushed the dream space in an instant.

Han Hao lost consciousness, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the gold plaque of General Lin's Mansion.

(End of this chapter)