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Zhang Xiaojun didn't feel much sadness in his heart. After thinking of those things, his first reaction was nervousness. He just didn't like the tense atmosphere between his parents. If parents can talk calmly, he doesn't mind what kind of interests his mother Lu Qiaolan has and whether she cares more about some teddy bears or her own son. He also prefers the toy airplanes and toy cars that his parents put away, rather than the parents who see him every day and nag him to study.

This is what a child thinks.

He thought wishfully that as long as his mother found his toy, she would be happy. He is also happy, as long as he has his own small plane and car.

Zhang Xiaojun's thoughts were so pure and natural that he quickly understood what his father said.

"Then let's go buy mom's bear!" Zhang Xiaojun looked up at his father and was shaken twice by his father's hand.

His father could only smile bitterly, "Your mother, she--" At this point, the man seemed to have swallowed his words, and changed his tone somewhat stiffly, "That one is a limited edition, out of print...it can no longer be bought."

Zhang Xiaojun only understood the meaning of "can't buy" and felt disappointed.

"Can't buy it anymore? Is mom still looking for it?" Zhang Xiaojun asked again.

"Um."

Zhang Xiaojun looked at his father and was pulled out of the toy store by his father.

Instead of buying a remote-controlled car for his son, the man bought Zhang Xiaojun potato chips as compensation.

"Don't tell your mother." The man winked.

Zhang Xiaojun hugged the potato chips and smiled happily, his depression and doubts all gone.

After they returned home, the man had a serious face and asked Zhang Xiaojun to do his homework well. Zhang Xiaojun immediately stopped smiling, pouted, and reluctantly sat in front of the writing desk.

The lights were on in the living room, but it was unusually quiet.

I saw the man playing with his mobile phone and turned off the sound. I also kept quiet to give Zhang Xiaojun a good learning environment.

Zhang Xiaojun quickly devoted himself to studying.

After Zhang Xiaojun finished his homework and skipped to the living room, he was allowed to watch TV and eat potato chips. Later, he was rushed to wash up by the man.

The life of father and son is very peaceful.

I never sensed the presence of ghosts or spirits. Those robots, planes, and cars were all fine and showed no abnormalities.

When Zhang Xiaojun lay on the bed and closed his eyes, nothing weird happened.

The man has not fallen asleep yet. I saw the light coming from the master bedroom. The light lasted for a long time. It wasn't until the clock reached eleven forty that the man turned off the bedside lamp and put down his cell phone.

Lu Qiaolan did not call, and the father and son did not contact Lu Qiaolan. Maybe they contacted Lu Qiaolan before I entered the dream state, or maybe the family became no longer close after what they experienced.

I stood in front of Zhang Xiaojun’s toy box. If something goes wrong, it can only happen here.

I stared at these plastic toys almost without blinking, waiting for one of them to move slightly before grabbing it.

It should be possible to catch it...

Although what is captured is not the main body...

I was a little confused for a moment.

Do I want to save Zhang Xiaojun? We can't say we know each other even if we are not relatives, but I subconsciously wanted to save this little boy.

I don't know if my thoughts stem from the protection of children, or from my friendship with Lu Qiaolan and Teddy Bear.

In fact, it wasn’t necessarily the spirit of the toy who attacked Zhang Xiaojun, right? It is also possible that, like Lu Qiaolan's experience when she was young, she was protected by a toy spirit... but failed to protect Zhang Xiaojun.

I turned to look at the little boy who was sleeping soundly.

He must be dead.

A child who just went to elementary school, didn’t understand anything and didn’t do anything bad, just died like this...

I suddenly felt a ray of light coming from behind me.

I turned around suddenly and saw a plastic car in the toy box turning on its lights automatically.

This simple little car doesn't use batteries, the lights are just decoration. Now the decorative plastic construction lights up.

Without thinking much, I stretched out my hand towards the car to grab it.

I got it!

The car lights went out!

With a flick of the brush, the headlights of another car came on.

Sure enough, it’s not the original body!

There's no point in me grabbing this plastic toy.

The toys in the toy box seemed to have heard the instructions, the car lights turned on and off one by one, and the propellers of the plane began to rotate. Like neon lights, these movements flicker and change.

I threw away the car and could only grit my teeth.

"Well..." Zhang Xiaojun was already woken up. He stared at the light and shadow on the ceiling for a while, then sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the toy box that made the noise. He soon opened his eyes wide and woke up completely.

All movement in the toy box suddenly stopped.

Zhang Xiaojun rubbed his eyes again in confusion.

He was in a daze for a while, then jumped out of bed and walked to the toy box.

I stared at the toys warily.

Zhang Xiaojun squatted down and looked at his cars for a while, then waddled out and went to the toilet.

When Zhang Xiaojun came out after going to the toilet, he had forgotten what happened just now.

I followed Zhang Xiaojun and saw that he was going back to bed to continue sleeping. There was no movement in the toy box, so I considered whether my actions had disrupted the spirit's plan.

Will it give up its attack on Zhang Xiaojun?

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Xiaojun, who climbed onto the bed, froze his movements.

I saw the window of the room from Zhang Xiaojun's field of vision. The curtains were drawn, and moonlight shone on them.

I turned around and looked at the window.

There was a clear silhouette of a shadow on the window.

The shadow of the bear…

My heart skipped a beat.

Zhang Xiaojun jumped out of bed with a bang, ran to the window barefoot, and opened the curtains.

Across the glass window, a teddy bear was sitting upright on the windowsill, its glass eyes reflecting the light of the moon.

"Wow!" Zhang Xiaojun exclaimed, happily opened the window, reached out and grabbed the teddy bear.

I also reached out and grabbed the teddy bear.

Zhang Xiaojun pulled and touched the teddy bear's butt strangely.

He thought the teddy bear was stuck to the windowsill. And all he felt was soft fluff and the same soft cotton inside.

Two memories also appeared in Zhang Xiaojun's consciousness. He felt that he should just pick up the teddy bear now.

As a child, he didn't think for long, and his thoughts flew in other directions.

"Little Bear, don't you want to come back?" Zhang Xiaojun asked, feeling a little sad, "Mom likes you very much and has been looking for you. Are you my mother's Little Bear?"

Zhang Xiaojun's blurted words gradually became hesitant. He began to suspect that he was dreaming and that something strange had happened to him. He stuck his head out the window and looked around. There was no one around the window. His home is on the fifth floor, and there shouldn't be anyone around here. There should be no bears on the windowsill.

The misplaced memories that kept flashing in his consciousness made Zhang Xiaojun even more confused.

I'm in a stalemate with my teddy bear.

I wanted to obliterate it, but my ability met resistance.

The bear seemed to be looking at me, and the smile on its lips was as cute as ever, but I felt its ridicule.

Zhang Xiaojun let go of his hand at this time and asked lowly: "Don't you like mom anymore?"

When the question came out, I felt Zhang Xiaojun's trouser leg being pulled.

The bear in my hand disappeared. When I lowered my head, I saw another teddy bear appearing next to Zhang Xiaojun's legs.