Quickly wear cute girls to fight against five, and the villains form a group to protect them

After all, the "dad" mentioned in the rules who could help them was pissed away by themselves.

If "Mom" really goes crazy, their lives may depend on this.

It's better to be safe by avoiding it for the time being.

But neither Yueyue nor Xiaoya moved.

Yueyue got into "mother"'s arms, hugged her neck, and gently stroked the back of her head with her small hands.

"Once we leave, she really has nothing."

Career, friends, health, love, and...her mother.

Everything "Mom" once had has left her in the past few years.

What is left of her?

A home on the verge of collapse, a cheating husband, or a child who doesn't understand her?

She could only sit alone in the dim light and let her emotional pain wreak havoc.

There is nowhere to hide.

"Mom, don't be afraid, you still have us."

But such comfort could not bring her back to her senses.

After all, what "daddy" stung was the piece of soft flesh that hurt her the most.

Yueyue looked at the sky outside and suddenly had an idea.

"Xiaoya, open the bedroom door and turn off the light."

Although Xiaoya didn't understand what it meant, she did it immediately out of trust in her little sister.

After the lights went out, there was only dim moonlight in the room, which was clear and bright.

A figure appeared in the middle of the bed, and then walked out slowly.

"Grandma" still looked delirious, as if a corner of her soul was missing, but her eyes fell directly on "Mom".

Seeing her crying, "Grandma"'s expression changed for the first time.

She seemed to be in a hurry, and her steps were faster.

When she reached her mother, she stretched out her hand to hold her in her arms, but the calloused hand passed through her shoulder.

"Grandma" seems to be more anxious and has regained some intelligence.

Yueyue looked at her for a moment, with sadness and reluctance in her eyes.

She seemed to have just realized that she was dead.

She had no time to feel sorry for herself in front of her crying daughter.

Keeping her daughter from crying has been an instinct carved into her soul over the past few decades.

The three of them saw grandma opening her tight lips, and an old but gentle voice poured out, singing a nursery rhyme.

"Don't cry, little rabbit, spring is coming soon."

"Little rabbit, don't cry, the flowers are blooming outside the window."

"Little rabbit, don't cry, the grass is green."

"..."

"Grandma" sang very seriously, and every word expressed her concern and reluctance for her daughter.

But "Mom" can't hear...

When it was sung for the second time, Yueyue also started humming, then Xiaoya, and finally Xiaojie.

They and "Grandma" stood beside "Mom" and sang the nursery rhymes she remembered.

"Mom" raised her head, her eyes were really red like a little rabbit.

Without the numbness and sadness that life brings, she was once the baby in her mother's arms.

She was once innocent and full of longing for the future.

She also has her own name.

Wu Xiaoxia, Mo Dao Sang Yu is late, and the clouds are still all over the sky.

"Mom" held Yueyue's hand tremblingly, "Why do you know this song?"

This is what her mother sang to her since she was little.

There were countless times when she was sad and crying, or was distressed and didn't want to sleep.

Her mother would comfort her like this.

But my mother is no longer here.

She kept tightening her grip on Yueyue. She was obviously the big boss in a horror game, but at this moment she felt like fragile porcelain.

Yueyue wiped her tears for "grandma".

"My grandma taught me. She asked me to tell you, live a good life and stop crying. She will always be by your side."

"……Mother."

The tears didn't stop, and the cries also came out.

Only this time, besides grief, there was something else.

"Mom" fell asleep on the sofa after she was tired from crying.

She curled up with her thin body, just like she once curled up in her mother's arms.

Yueyue went to the master bedroom to get her a blanket. She remembered that one of the rules said there was a clue in the master bedroom, and her eyes wandered around the room.

Finally his eyes fell on a bottle of medicine on the bedside.

Yueyue picked it up and looked at it. It said on the bottle that it was for treating depression.

Is this a clue?

No, maybe there are other tricks.

Yueyue thought about walking out of the master bedroom and covering her "mom" with a blanket.

"Grandma" has been sitting next to "mom", her eyes filled with distress.

She was more conscious than last night, but only when she saw her daughter.

Yueyue tried to talk to her, but the little old lady still ignored her.

It seems like kissing someone from another generation is all a lie!

She was willing to take the initiative to take care of the children in the first place, probably because she was afraid that her daughter would have a hard time.

Seeing that "Mom" was sleeping peacefully, the three of them also returned to the bedroom.

In the dark room, three people were lying on their own beds, and no one spoke.

Xiaojie is a little homesick.

Xiaoya is also thinking about her mother.

She did not have a good relationship with her mother, and they often quarreled when they got together.

She would always impose her will on her body, making her feel breathless.

But at this moment, she just wanted to return to her side.

Maybe, mother and daughter can sit down and have a good meal, chat for a while, go shopping and travel.

I just don’t know if there is still a chance.

"Yueyue, can we return to the real world?"

"Woooooooo..."

Xiaojie burst into tears after hearing this.

"I want to go home, my dog ​​is still waiting for me, wuwuwu..."

Xiaoya: "...I think you look like a bitch!"

Xiaoya couldn't help but curse.

Not hearing Yueyue's voice, she asked again, "Yueyue, are you asleep?"

"No, I'm waiting."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Wait... an ugly guy."

Yueyue said, suddenly feeling a gust of wind blowing over.

In the cold wind, there is the smell of ashtrays that have not been cleaned for a year.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Come, come, the ghost with its own "body fragrance" is here.

The male ghost wandered over from the wall.

His face was green and black, darker than that time in the daydream, as black as if it had been scorched by fire.

He muttered as he floated.

"If I can't scare you in my dream, I don't believe you and I'll do it directly. I can't kill the three little cubs!"

"Hmph, don't blame me for being cruel, blame your father for not being humane!"

He floated into the room and saw Yueyue staring at him with wide eyes. She didn't feel afraid at all, and she was so angry that her orifices were bleeding.

There are only two methods of attack by ghosts.

One is in dreams, or creating illusions, by scaring humans, making them unstable and their livers and gallbladders split. He calls this a magic attack.

One is physical attack.

He can transform into entities and directly cause harm to human bodies.

But he forgot that the effects of forces are reciprocal...

When the male ghost showed his ghost claws and stretched out towards Yueyue's chest, a chubby little white hand pressed directly on it, preventing his next move.

Before he could react, a strong force hit him, and in the blink of an eye, his arm turned into a twist sold at a breakfast stall.