Comprehensive fear: This dog's life

One Eyebrow

When people get old, they always think about the past.

Decades of time passed by, and Yimei was already old. He sat on the rocking chair, and the golden-red sunlight shone in from the window, casting a faint light on his body.

"Ahao, this place used to be the place where little zombies lived. Do you know little zombies? He hugged you when you were young. You liked to cry when you were young. He stayed up all night, hugging and coaxing you. Ah Fang is not treated like this, he is well-behaved and never wants anyone to worry about him..."

Ah Hao rolled his eyes silently while setting the bowls and chopsticks. It seems that the master is really confused. He doesn’t believe any of these words. Thinking about how many zombies he has cleaned up after his debut for so many years, he I've never heard of a zombie that isn't bloodthirsty or brutal.

Was he raised by zombies?What a joke!If it really fell into the hands of zombies, he would have been gnawed long ago and there would be nothing left. How could he have lived so freely until now?

Looking at Ah Hao with one eyebrow, he swung his walking stick angrily and swung it at him. If the little baby spirit back then, if it wasn't for the protection of the little zombie, he would have been out of his wits long ago. How could he survive to be angry with him now?

Although Yimei was old, his hand skills were not weak, and the crutches were played quickly and anxiously, how could Ah Hao dare to hide, he was beaten until he screamed.

"Master, don't hit me, I'm wrong, can't you do it? Hey, master, it hurts!!!"

Ahao was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms, his brows were still puzzled, and he only thought about how to teach such a useless thing a good lesson.

Poor Ah Hao is already in his early forties, and he was beaten up like a child. If those people outside see him, he will lose face as a celestial master.

A Fang came in from outside the house with vegetables, and seeing the mess inside, he sighed, and said, "Ahao, you've made Master angry again."

While avoiding the master's crutch, Ah Hao retorted: "I didn't talk nonsense, and the master started to recall the little zombie again. I was just telling the truth."

Afang is really speechless, he is obviously such a smart person, why can't he see through this matter, the master is so old, it is normal to remember something wrong, just follow him, and it will be easy to please To win Master's favor without offending Master, Ah Hao is asking for trouble like this.

Afang put the dishes on the table, walked to Yimei, and comforted him softly: "Master, don't be angry, you also know that Ahao is good, he didn't do it on purpose."

A Fang's words successfully soothed his eyebrows, he glared at A Hao, and said angrily: "Don't get out of here yet."

"Oh, Master, I haven't eaten yet!" Ah Hao yelled, he has been beaten for so long, why can't he just give him a bite of his meal?

The one who answered him was a walking stick, Ah Hao let out a strange cry and ran out with a sharp sound.

A Fang shook his head, raised Yimei carefully, and slowly helped him to sit down at the table.

Ahao didn't believe what the master said, but Afang believed it. Although he looked a little stupid, but his memory was very early. He vaguely remembered that a small figure had taken care of them when he was a child.

They have lived in this yard for decades, and there is a room in which they are strictly forbidden to enter.

Children are naughty, and the more they are not allowed to see things, the more curious they will be. Once again, they slipped into that room while the master was out.

That room was very ordinary, and there was no gold and silver treasures they imagined. There was only a small bed and a stack of small clothes. The room was very clean. It was obvious that someone was cleaning it frequently, and the place beside the bed was worn down. It is extremely round, obviously someone has been stroking here.

At that time, they didn't understand these things. They lost their temper after not finding the treasure, and made a mess in the house. The naughty Ah Hao tore up all the folded clothes and threw them all over the floor.

When they went out of the house, the matches carried by Ah Hao fell out of his pocket and landed in the room. Later, for unknown reasons, the room suddenly caught fire.

When Yimei came back, the fire had completely burned the house, and there was nothing left.

That was the first time the master had been cruel to them. The two men were stripped of their clothes and hung on the big tree in the yard. The master beat them vigorously with thick willow sticks.

At that time, they didn't know what they did wrong, and children always had some inexplicable self-esteem. Even if they were beaten half to death, and their voices were hoarse from crying, they refused to admit their mistakes.

That was the first time they saw the master crying. The two of them were terrified and desperately admitted their mistake, but the look of grief and despair on the master's face was always engraved in their hearts.

The person who once lived there must have been someone very important to the master, right?

After lunch, Afang packed up the dishes and went out. Yimei lay on the rocking chair, shaking gently, and the rocking chair creaked. He just quietly looked at the clear blue sky outside the window, as if seeing the little zombie again A simple face.

"Little Zombie..."

Zombies don't have souls, and the moment they become zombies, their souls can no longer enter reincarnation.

The little zombie died, and died by his hands. Even if he didn't want it, in this life and the next life, he would never find that innocent figure again in this vast world.

"sorry."

*****

Luo Ke woke up from her sleep. The heart-piercing pain in the dream seemed to still be on her body. She clutched her chest, panting heavily, and stared blankly at the familiar room in front of her.

Recalling the things that happened in the dream, Luo Ke showed a wry smile on his face. Every time, she died so heroically. If she compiled these strange ways of death into a book, tsk tsk, it would definitely attract the crazy eyes of countless people. If this torment continues, she will definitely be tortured into a perverted snake spirit.

No matter how deep the bond in the dream is, it is only in the dream. Luo Ke clearly distinguishes it, no matter how real the dream is, she will not mix the things in the dream with reality now.

A dream is just a dream. When you wake up, everything is over.

Walking to the window and opening the thick curtains, the warm sunlight poured in and filled the small room. Luo Ke closed his eyes and bathed in the sunlight, feeling that his whole mood had changed. Very comfortable.

The past has passed, and the future continues. Her feelings remain in the past, but her feet are still firmly moving towards the future.

Yimei, I will be fine, and you should live well.