Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

Snowflakes are falling.

Sprinkled on the head, shoulders, covering the ground.

The chill in the air became more and more biting.

It seems to penetrate clothes and coagulate people's blood and heart.

In just a blink of an eye, in the corner of the car ahead, there was the little boy waiting alone.

Two figures, one large and one small, appeared in the snow again.

The three of them seemed to belong to two worlds, invisible to each other.

The woman squatted in front of the child and whispered softly:

"Listen kid, just wait here. You will listen to your mother, right?"

"Ok!"

The child nodded obediently.

Listening to the woman's instructions again and again.

Then, he watched the woman leave.

When passing by Jiang Ye, he didn't take a second look.

Jiang Yemei's heart skipped a beat, and she resisted the urge to look back, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

The chill was breathed into my lungs, stinging my heart.

"and many more,"

Just when Jiang Ye was about to lift his feet and continue walking forward, a childish voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

"and many more."

When it first appeared, the little boy who had been waiting alone in the snow for a long time suddenly looked here and opened his mouth.

Jiang Ye opened his eyes suddenly.

"Wait, Mom."

The little boy's nose and face were red from the cold, as if he didn't see the other child beside him.

He staggered after the woman in the direction she left.

"Mom, mom, is it you, mom."

The snow was so thick that the little boy's feet were almost frozen.

After running for two steps, he fell down.

He climbed up with red hands and continued to chase forward, his voice was thin.

It's like a baby seeking its mother's embrace.

"Mom, Mom, wait for Xiao Ye... Xiao Ye will come over soon..."

puff.

The little boy fell again.

But the next second, he was helped up by a pair of gentle hands.

Jiang Ye held on to the wall of the carriage and watched this scene, his pupils tightening.

It's obviously a reenactment of the scene, but why, why...

"mom!"

The little boy looked at his mother in front of him and was very happy.

He flew into his mother's arms, crying and laughing, and tightly grasped the woman's down jacket with both hands.

"Mom, you are finally back. I thought you didn't want Xiaoye."

"Silly boy."

The woman smiled softly, raised her hand and wiped the corner of the little boy's eyes, "How could mom not want you?"

"Yeah!" The little boy whimpered and nodded vigorously in his mother's arms.

"I've been waiting for mom to come back! Xiaoye is very good!"

"Be good." The woman kissed the little boy on the forehead, "Let's go home."

"Well, go home!"

The childish voice followed the woman's footsteps and disappeared.

Jiang Ye opened his mouth, and the hand hanging by his side couldn't stop trembling.

Why was he picked up...

Why does he have a mother...

Why would she come back...

Obviously not!

……

"Mom went out to do some errands. You have to be good."

"Well, mom, please come back soon."

In the carriage ahead,

Scene reconstruction.

The second child and the third child were waiting together in the snow.

They were so close, but no one saw each other.

It's like... sites that are the same but not completely overlapping.

After the woman gave instructions to the child, she left without looking back.

When passing by Jiang Ye, who was stunned, she suddenly looked back.

The madness and indifference hidden deep in his gentle brows and eyes disappeared.

It was replaced by a touch of tenderness.

It’s as if the ice and snow are melting and spring is blooming.

"It's Ono."

The woman looked at Jiang Ye in surprise and said with a smile: "You have grown so big, you are so handsome!"

Jiang Ye blinked and shook off a trace of snow on his eyelashes.

"What are you looking at?" The woman waved her hand in front of him, "Let's go home."

Jiang Ye looked at the woman so close to him, her features were so familiar yet so unfamiliar.

Just as he remembered, it was as if she was really back.

Jiang Ye closed his eyes.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that this is the case... this train, Xiaojun on the train, is peeking into his heart.

Pity……

He closed his eyes, held on to the wall of the carriage, and walked forward step by step.

The woman's voice still appears in my ears:

"Stop standing there stupidly."

"Your favorite pork and cabbage dumplings have been prepared at home. You can eat them when you get back."

"Put some vinegar on the dumplings, right?"

"Xiaoye!" Seeing him moving forward stubbornly, a hand held his arm. The woman asked in confusion: "Where are you going?"

The touch was very real.

It's like a life site specially built for him.

Pity.

It's a pity that Xiaoye was named by grandma for him.

It's a pity that as he grew up, he didn't survive by relying on his obsession with 'waiting for her to come back'.

It's a pity that what he wants to go back to is not 'her' home.

Unfortunately, your plan failed.

"I won't look back."

Jiang Ye shook off the hand and continued walking forward.

Various voices kept appearing around him.

There are the sounds of a little boy waiting in the snow, the sounds of mother and son reunited, and the sounds of a woman advising him to go back.

They were so close, as if they could be reunited as soon as he turned around.

But Jiang Ye didn't open his eyes again.

He held on to the wall of the carriage and walked forward step by step, leaving deep and shallow holes in the snow.

He will not look back, nor can he go back.

As a child, he waited and waited and waited.

Later, he ran and ran and ran.

As you run, you grow up.

As I ran, it was daybreak.

He was not running to get that woman back.

But for yourself.

He has a family, a life of his own, and a future he wants to move forward with.

"Ono..."

"Mom, wait..."

Gradually, the surrounding sounds disappeared.

Jiang Ye's hand also touched a door.

He opened his eyes and saw the dim cockpit in front of him.

On the operating table is a golden key.

He walked into the cockpit.

Swah——

A small light came on.

I saw a young man sitting in the driver's seat.

He was wearing the uniform of a train staff and looked clean and delicate, like a recently graduated college student.

He put one hand on the operating table and asked humbly: "Sir, where are you going?"

Jiang Ye raised his hand and pulled out the key, "Go where I want to go."

The train is still running.

The wind outside the window whined.

There was light coming in.

Its daybreak.

The young man Xiaojun turned to look at Jiang Ye, with a hearty smile on his face:

"Train 003, happy to serve you."

[System prompt: Treasure hunt successful! 】

[System prompt: You have obtained Xiaojun’s treasure! 】

[System prompt: You have gained Xiaojun’s friendship. 】

[System prompt: The welfare copy has ended! 】

A series of system prompts sounded.

The last thing Jiang Ye saw was Xiaojun's smiling face.

When he came to his senses again, he had returned to the pure white resting space arranged by Horror World.

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