Comprehensive fear: This dog's life

The students in group B of the first year found that Shuya Watanabe, who has always been taciturn recently, seemed to be a different person, with a smile on his mouth every day, as if some happy event had happened.

He hurriedly asked for leave and went home after half of the class every day, because his grades had always been very good, so the teacher was very tolerant of his behavior, as long as he didn't miss his homework, he could do whatever he wanted.

Although the students complained quite a bit, they were not as smart as Shuya Watanabe after all, so they could only say a few sour words, and there was nothing else they could do.

Yuko Moriguchi looked at the seat that had been vacant for a long time, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she moved her gaze away from the empty seat, and turned to the seat in the middle of the classroom, where she was chatting and joking with the students around her Naoki Shimomura inadvertently saw Yuko Moriguchi looking at him, he shivered tremblingly, as if he had fallen into the cold winter in an instant, he lowered his head in panic, not daring to look at the calm face of the teacher, Naoki Shimomura The thin body trembled.

The inquiries from the surrounding students seemed to come from a distant place, and they couldn't be heard clearly. Naoki Shimomura really wanted to shrink himself to a smaller size, as long as he could escape the teacher's eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Moriguchi Yuko looked away, looked at the dark cloud-covered sky outside the window, and whispered, "It's going to rain."

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How long has it been since he did an experiment?The operating table was covered with dust, the white coat was thrown in a corner, and the execution machine was thrown to nowhere.

It doesn't matter, he only does this so that his mother can notice him, now that his mother is by his side, everything doesn't matter.

Watanabe Shuya sat at the door of the kitchen, looking at the beautiful figure who was busy in the kitchen, with a dreamy smile on his face, now all this is like the dreams he once had, it's great that his mother is back.

"Mother."

"Ok?"

"I love you so much."

"I love you too."

It was raining heavily outside the house, and the small rental house was like an isolated island. Shuya Watanabe snuggled into his mother's cold embrace, closed his eyes, and still had a sweet smile on his mouth.

Cold fingers brushed over the young boy's immature face, and the corners of Luo Ke's mouth curled up slightly. Do you feel happy?Then enjoy this happiness, because you will soon fall into the abyss of pain, and you can only look up to happiness in hell forever.

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"Why are you so stupid, you can't do such a simple thing, how could I give birth to a child like you?"

"It's all about you, it's all about you, it's because of you that I ruined my life."

The slap fell on his body and it hurt. Shuya Watanabe looked at the crazy woman and the boy who was hiding in the corner crying and saying sorry. He didn't understand why he saw such a scene, why this crazy woman would He looks so similar to his mother, and his mother is so gentle, so she won't beat him, insult him, and abandon him like this woman.

She is not his mother.

Shuya Watanabe struggled to wake up from his sleep, dripping with cold sweat, the room was pitch black, he stared blankly at the empty room, suddenly he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality .

A pair of cold hands stretched out from behind, hugging him into a cold embrace, and a gentle female voice sounded beside his ears: "Xiuzai, did you have a nightmare?"

Watanabe Shuya buried himself in that cold embrace, and said softly: "No, with my mother by my side, Xiuya will not have nightmares."

As long as my mother is there.

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Shimomura Yuko found that Naoki's child had changed a lot recently. His always lively and lovely son unexpectedly became taciturn. He was afraid of the dark and being alone. Every night, all the lights at home must be turned on, otherwise He would scream in fright.

He refused to stay alone, even if he was sleeping and going to the bathroom, he had to be accompanied by her, otherwise he would behave in panic, like a frightened bird.

The son is very attached to her, she is very happy and satisfied, she is needed by him, just like she needs him.

Shimomura Naoki frowned uncomfortably in his sleep, and blurted out a few words: "Don't...don't come here...I didn't mean to... .”

Shimomura Naoki's body twitched unconsciously, and white foam gushed out from the corner of his mouth. Shimomura Yuko screamed in fright: "Naoki, Naoki, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom, Naoki, Naoki..."

Shimomura Naoki opened his eyes, and stared blankly at his mother's face that seemed to have become a little strange. The next moment, that face overlapped with the small face in his memory. He screamed and pushed away Hugging his mother, he shrank himself into a ball and hid in the corner of the bed.

Shimomura Yuko was caught off guard, and her head hit the bedside table heavily, and blood gushed out instantly. She didn't care about the blood on her head, and anxiously wanted to check on her son's condition. Shimomura Naoki was even more frightened by the blood on his face.

Naoki Shimomura screamed desperately, the scene in the dream overlapped with the reality, the little girl in the dream crawled out of the swimming pool filled with blood, and crawled towards him step by step, the blood dragged a long trail behind her. With bloodstains, that pretty little face became even scarier than the evil ghost.

After all, Naoki Shimomura is only a boy under 13 years old. Such successive dreams are enough to break his fragile nerves. The ruthlessness that threw Amy into the pool at the beginning has disappeared. He is now just a child with a lot of guts .

Fear and fear, all kinds of emotions are entangled, but he has no guilt for the innocent child who died in vain, even if he drowned the innocent little girl alive, he has never felt even the slightest bit of regret or guilt.

The black mist invisible to ordinary people poured in from Naoki Shimomura's mind, and merged into the body of the little girl standing beside the bed. She watched indifferently as the woman ignored her pain and went to comfort her child.

What a loving mother, it doesn't matter how badly she has been injured, she just cares about whether her child is injured. If Luo Ke didn't know how cruel this woman is to others, she would probably feel sorry for her motherly heart. moved.

Your child is a treasure, is someone else’s child a weed?