Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

Today's night fell as usual. Although Xingzi exposed the disguise of the sky, it did not bring light to the world.

The dark place is not only outdoors, but also indoors.

At 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, everyone in the house has fallen asleep.Kong Hou opened her eyes suddenly on the bed, the wind chime above her head was jingling by the night wind, causing Kong Hou to see it at the first sight.But it was different from waking up in the middle of the night before, this time Konghou stared at the wind chime, her eyes were so clear and calm that she didn't look like she was in a dream at all.

"What the hell?" Kong Hou murmured to herself, then stretched out her hand and grabbed a corner of the wind chime and violently tore it off the ceiling.

The wind chime kept shaking due to her violent movements, and the sound was noisy.Konghou shook the torn wind chime casually, and said with a mocking tone, "Is this for scaring people, or for attracting ghosts?" As she spoke, she threw the wind chime into it with a wave of her hand. The trash can next to the bed, and then he took a good look at everything in his bedroom.

Afterwards, Kong Hou switched on the bedroom light at hand.But when the room became bright, she narrowed her eyes subconsciously, and it took about half a minute for the scene in front of her to return to normal from white, and she shed physiological tears.

Kong Hou wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, frowned and picked up the photo holder on the bedside table.

"Oh, it's still there." Kong Hou murmured in a contemptuous tone, but her tear-stained fingertips kept stroking the photo of herself and Yue Ze.In her memory, this photo had been burned to ashes long ago, so that now she feels unreal when she sees this smiling photo.

Kong Hou took a deep breath, put the photo back, and put the front on the table.Then she felt like getting out of bed and going to see this place that was already very strange but maybe familiar.When she twisted the doorknob to open the door, she took off the boy with the scarf on the door and threw it into the trash can.

Yue's living room is also quiet, but not without sound.Kong Hou didn't turn on the light this time, but directly looked up at the only thing that made a sound in the whole living room, the imitation European-style ancient clock hanging on the wall.The pendulum of the ancient clock swayed in the clock box no matter how many minutes and seconds it was, and its hands always made a ticking sound.Kong Hou listened to this sound, she actually liked this sound a little after going through many things in the world, because the frequency of this sound sometimes resembles a heartbeat, a lively heartbeat.

But even though he liked the type, Kong Hou still tiptoed to take down the big guy.Just as violent as before, Kong Hou directly disassembled the thing with bare hands, destroying the most critical parts inside.The pendulum, which had been imitating the rhythm of the heartbeat just now, died suddenly, and the whole room became quiet again. Kong Hou looked at the dead body of the pendulum for a while, and then turned back to the pot of green radish with the doll hanging there expressionlessly.

Kong Hou approached the pot of green radishes, and took down one of the dangling dolls. These little dolls had white faces in the dark, making their big, round black eyes even more frightening.It has to be said that they are really like the shadows of Kong Hou once, like the hanged ghost shaking with the shadow of the lamp under the light.

"Tsk tsk." Kong Hou clicked her lips, and with a crisp sound, the doll's head suddenly broke in two in her palm.Then she threw the body of the doll, which had been divided into two, beside the pendulum, and when she was about to destroy Luluo, she heard footsteps coming from the corridor next to it.

The living room was dark, only a little bit of starlight was shining, Kong Hou was wearing a white nightgown and looked towards the direction of the footsteps in the darkness.The footsteps sounded like male footsteps, Kong Hou lowered her eyelashes and guessed who was walking from the corridor.The light in the living room was turned on at once, Kong Hou closed her eyes for a short while, and spoke before the surprised Yue Ze, with a complicated tone: "Dad."

Yue Ze was first startled by the harp radiating from the white clothes, then he calmed down and looked at the harp, and asked nervously, "Why didn't you sleep? Did you have another nightmare?"

Kong Hou looked at this man who was trying hard to play the role of father, and shook his head slightly.For a while, Konghou's memory of Yue Ze was the same as her biological father's memory. They were all frozen in a black and white photo with a smile, and turned into a dark box buried under six feet of loess.

"Then why did you get up?" Yue Ze continued to ask, he didn't know why he suddenly woke up from sleep, and wanted to come to the living room to have a look.

Kong Hou pointed at the pendulum and the corpse of the doll, and said in a low voice, "Dad, I hate these things. If the new aunt in the family is not my future mother, we should fire her."

This was the first time Yue Ze heard the word hate from Konghou. He felt that Konghou's performance tonight was a little strange, so he asked Konghou why.

"Why do you hate her? Did she do something bad?" Yue Ze asked as he walked to the sofa next to Kong Hou.Judging from what he cared about, he didn't intend to make Yin Xue the stepmother of Kong Hou.

Kong Hou looked at the plate of lush green radishes, raised her hand and tore off a leaf with a smile: "It's not that she did anything bad, but all the things she brought made me feel heavy psychological pressure. "

"Psychological pressure?" After hearing these four words, Yue Ze faced up to the extra things in his living room, these decorations that he thought were innocuous, especially the pot of green radishes hanging on the harp just now.

Yue Ze stood up all of a sudden, and grabbed all the little dolls hanging on the green radish vines. He thought for a while, and anger and annoyance appeared in his eyes.Then he roughly tore off these things like Kong Hou before.The flower pot was pulled halfway and some black soil fell out, Kong Hou stood sideways to the side.

"I'll call her tomorrow and tell her not to come." After putting all the branches of the green radish into the trash can, Yue Ze gave the explanation Kong Hou wanted.

"En." Kong Hou nodded, not surprised by this result.

"Honey, let's go see a psychiatrist after your teacher visits tomorrow." Yue Ze picked up a piece of incense from a cigarette case on the table, pressed the lighter and didn't light it, he looked strange in this state The harp was a little distressed.

"Home visit?" The calm expression on Kong Hou's face was broken by these two words.

Yue Ze replied naturally: "Didn't your homeroom teacher tell you? She called me yesterday and said she was going to come home to take a look."

"Baby, did you make any mistakes at school? You tell Dad in advance, so I can be mentally prepared." The originally depressing atmosphere, after Yue Ze said this joking sentence alleviated.

Kong Hou hesitated uncertainly, "Probably not..."

If I knew it, I would wake up tomorrow.At the same time, Kong Hou felt sorry in her heart.

Yue gave Kong Hou full trust: "That's right, the head teacher's home visit is not necessarily a door-to-door visit to find trouble. If my baby is too good, the head teacher will praise it in front of me."

Kong Hou laughed out loud upon hearing this.

"Okay, it's almost four o'clock, you go to bed. Otherwise, your homeroom teacher will come tomorrow and see that you are still in bed." Yue Ze took advantage of the situation to persuade Kong Hou to go to bed.

"Well, I'll go to bed right away." Kong Hou nodded, looking at the lighter that Yue Ze was playing with, she suddenly said, "Dad, you should smoke less."

"Okay, okay, don't smoke, don't smoke." Yue Ze said immediately, stuffing the cigarette in his hand back into the cigarette case, and urged again: "Go to bed early."

Kong Hou stood where she was, and continued to tell Yue Ze with her long eyelashes hanging down: "Be more careful when driving in the future, and pay more attention to the vehicles next to you. If you can stop smoking while driving, don't smoke. It's not only bad for your health, but also unsafe."

Yue Ze saw that she couldn't laugh or cry, but what he wanted to say came to Kong Hou's worried next sentence, "Dad, I've always been worried about you." For Kong Hou, this sentence was rare to say from the bottom of her heart.

Yue Ze was silent for a while, put down the lighter, and said after a long time: "Dad knows, you must be careful when driving in the future."

"Hmm... good night." Kong Hou didn't want to leave FIAG to Yue Ze anymore, so she simply said good night to Yue Ze, and immediately returned to her room after saying that.

"Good night, baby." Yue Ze said, and when he could no longer hear Kong Hou's footsteps, he took out another cigarette and lit it.

Accompanied by the smoke rings, Yue looked at the toy figurines in the trash can. He stretched out his hand and pulled the string tied around the figurine's neck and lifted a figurine into the air.Then he picked up the cigarette and used the hand that was holding the cigarette just now to smoke the villain's body around.

"Brother, if you really have knowledge, you can charge me with any resentment. Don't make things difficult for your own daughter. She is a little girl who doesn't know anything. Just take care of her and let her get better soon. Be refreshed earlier." Yue Ze said, taking a puff of cigarette and coughing violently because of choking.

"Brother, I really treat her like my own daughter."

"Forget it, forget it, save my own daughter." The doll hanging in his hand returned to the trash can again, Yue Ze smiled wryly and shook his head, clutching his forehead and pressing the remaining half of the cigarette into the ashtray.Yue Ze knew that Kong Hou's mental illness was getting more and more serious, but he always felt helpless, but he simply thought that Kong Hou's illness came from the death of his biological father.

On the other side, Kong Hou was half lying on the bed, silently staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Hehe... Now my memory is like someone else's memory."

"It was life or death before, but now I feel no pain or itching, it's good to be alive." Kong Hou said, thinking for a while, picked up the phone next to the pillow and sent a text message to a certain name in the address book.

It was ten o'clock the next morning, and Kong Hou was still sleeping with the quilt in her arms, until Yue Ze couldn't sit still and came knocking on her bedroom door.

"Konghou! Wake up!"

"Baby, if you don't get up again, your homeroom teacher will come!"

"Teacher?" Kong Hou, who was half asleep and half awake, got up from putting on her clothes and sat up. After a moment of confusion, she straightened her nightgown, opened the door and asked Yue Ze who was at the door suspiciously, "Dad, what did you mean just now?" Is my head teacher coming?"

Yue Ze nodded, and asked in confusion: "Didn't I tell you last night?"

"Last night... When I came home yesterday, didn't you get off work?" Kong Hou frowned slightly, and she was really puzzled.

"Honey...do you remember that you got up at three o'clock last night?" Yue Ze sensed something was wrong.

"No." Kong Hou shook her head resolutely.

Yue Ze pondered for a while, and said seriously to Kong Hou, "Honey, you sleepwalked yesterday. I've already made an appointment with your own psychiatrist, and we'll see him in the afternoon."

"..." Kong Hou rubbed her head, her eyes shifted to the bedroom door, the sticker she hated had been torn off.Kong Hou turned her head and found that the wind chime that had not been hung for a long time had also gone into the trash can, and she had always had the habit of locking the bedroom door.

Did I really sleepwalk last night?

The author has something to say: I feel like I am Jiang Langbenlang