Penitent hand, trembling slightly

Her cheap mother squeezed Chen Meihan's little face: "Go, Auntie has also brought Mao Mao home."

Chen Meihan held one of her father's fingers in her little hand, and bid them farewell in a childlike voice: "Goodbye, Aunt Shen, goodbye Mao Mao."

The two families separated at the school gate and walked in two different directions.Shen Maomao was led forward by the cheap mother, holding his little yellow duck umbrella and looking back behind him.

The man's back was straight, and a black umbrella was opened from his head. He took his daughter's little hand and stepped into the sea of ​​people step by step. He was quickly submerged and disappeared in the rain.

From the moment he saw him, he didn't seem to say a word, like a lonely tower of silence.

"What are you staring at?" Cheap mother asked her, "Can't bear Chen Meihan?"

Shen Maomao pretended to be naive and asked: "Mom, why didn't Chen Meihan go home with us?"

Shen's mother said: "Didn't I tell you before? Her parents don't live together now, maybe today is the day when she goes to live with her father..."

"Oh." Shen Maomao responded and looked back.

All that catches the eye are the raindrops connected in a line, and the father and daughter can no longer be seen.

……

After returning home, Shen Maomao took out the small notebook in his schoolbag, sat on the dining table in the living room and began to do his homework seriously.In order not to arouse the suspicion of others, she tried her best to write the words in a way that made it look more like a primary school student's handwriting.

The clouds were low, the thunder was deafening, and the rain beat on the windows with impunity, leaving rows of twisted water marks on them.

Their home is on the eighth floor, the top floor of the building.Because of the torrential rain outside, the balcony that had been in disrepair for a long time began to leak water, and the water droplets just fell into the water basin that Shen's mother had prepared in advance, ticking, ticking, very regular.

Shen's mother threw the chopped vegetables into the pot, and the sound of "Zrazla" oil suddenly overwhelmed the sound of water droplets.After Shen Maomao finished her homework, she bit the tip of her pencil and fixed her eyes on the hand-torn calendar hanging on the wall opposite the dining table.

Today is September 2004, 15, [-] years earlier than the actual timeline.

Mother Shen came out of the kitchen with the dishes, avoided her homework, put the plate on the table lightly, and then poked her little head with her hand: "Don't bite the pencil! Put away the homework when you're done, Go play with toys in your own room, and have dinner together when Dad comes back."

"Okay." Shen Maomao stuffed all his homework back into his schoolbag, and hesitantly pushed open a room with a little rabbit doll stuck on the door.

This room is very narrow, with only a small children's bed and a row of wardrobes against the wall.

It seems she guessed right, this is her room.

Shen Maomao walked in, closed the door, and threw the schoolbag on the bed.

There is a window facing the main road in this room, the gray light shines in from the outside, along with the noise of cars honking, and the "dang dang" who don't know where the road downstairs is laying foundation or knocking water pipes. "Voice.

This room...is not particularly suitable for children.

But Shen Maomao was not a real child, she lay on the bed and looked downstairs for a while, but couldn't find anything unusual, so she turned her gaze away and turned to the room.

She first opened the closet, and found an ugly doll and a bunch of plush toys inside; then she opened the small drawer under the bed, and found some odds and ends of living tools; finally, she restored everything to its original state, Holding the ugly doll lying on the window sill, pretending to be a real child.

Not long after playing, she heard the sound of a key opening the door from the poorly soundproofed room, and immediately understood that it was the father of this body who had returned.

Shen's mother called her at the door: "Come on Mao Mao! Dad is home!"

Shen Maomao put on a happy expression, opened the door and rushed out, and flew into her cheap father's arms: "Dad, are you home?!"

Father Shen grabbed her armpits and lifted her up to the top of her head, making her scream involuntarily in fright.

"Drop Mao Mao again!" Shen's mother pushed the man, "Go wash your hands and eat!"

The family of three sat around the dining table, and Shen Maomao casually dug the rice with a spoon, eavesdropping on the conversations of the adults.

"You said Chen Meihan's father didn't say last month that her daughter was a loser and wanted to live with the son of a third-year student outside. Why did she suddenly come to pick her up from school today?" After saying this, Shen's mother realized that her daughter Still by my side, I hurriedly said to Shen Maomao, "Maomao is mother's little baby~"

The 86 version of Journey to the West was playing on the TV, and the story progressed to the part where Sun Wukong beat the Bone Demon three times. Father Shen stared at the TV with straight eyes, and casually replied, "Did you suddenly feel that your daughter is getting better again?"

"I think Xuan." Shen's mother curled her lips, "I heard that the mistress is not easy to get along with, maybe he stayed there for a while, and found that the wild flowers are just like that, and began to miss the goodness of the family flowers again. It's gone." Shen's father was a little impatient: "Why do you care so much? It has nothing to do with our family."

"I'm just curious." Shen's mother snorted softly, "If you dare to keep the red flag at home and the colorful flags outside, I will divorce you! I don't want to be like the sister-in-law next door who has to wait for that The bastard changed his mind..."

Father Shen coughed dryly twice: "Okay, Mao Mao is still there, and he can say anything, what if Mao Mao fails to learn?"

Shen Maomao looked away from the TV, pretending that he had just heard someone calling his name, and asked ignorantly, "Ah? What's wrong, Dad?"

Mother Shen pinched her nose with a smile: "Why don't you go into the TV?"

Shen Maomao smirked, and Shen's mother turned around and complained to Shen's father about the weather.

It was already dark after dinner, but the rain hadn't stopped.

A family of three was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the news broadcast. Shen Maomao's eyelids felt heavy for no reason.

……

I didn't know what time it was when I opened my eyes again.

The rain was still falling, and the noise was not small, but it was louder. Thunder exploded one after another. The wind blew the leaves outside. Occasionally, a car whizzed by, and the headlights cast light and shadow changes on the walls of the room.

Shen Maomao lay straight in the quilt, stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, and his ears caught other sounds in the sound of rain——

when--

when--

The sound of hitting steel pipes into the ground that I heard in the afternoon is still there!

Shen Maomao was a little afraid to move, and even wanted to cover his head with a quilt.

With such a heavy rain outside, whose project will continue? ?

But you can't find clues just by escaping. Shen Maomao did half an hour of mental construction for himself, and finally got out of the bed, crawled to the edge of the bed, and leaned on the window sill to look out.

The rain had obscured the glass, and she had to press her face hard against it to see clearly.

There is already a large area of ​​water on the ground, the road is empty, and the lights of the street lights are flickering, looking like they might break down at any time.

The "Dangdang" sound still exists, but there is no one downstairs.

when--

when--

One after another, one sound, it hit Shen Maomao's heart.

She was afraid that someone would push her from behind when she was leaning on the window, and then the window, which should have been strong, would fall away, leading her into the abyss...

Of course, this is not the most terrifying.The most frightening thing is: her face is so close to the window, a grimace will suddenly appear outside the window, smiling at her close to the window on the eighth floor—or is the face more terrifying?

Her heart was beating wildly, and she suppressed her fear and looked downstairs a few more times, then her gaze paused, and she dodged and hid behind the curtains.

Across the road downstairs, there seems to be something...

She didn't look carefully before, and always thought that someone put a billboard or something in that position, but when she glanced at it just now, she found that the shape of the large black shadow seemed wrong.

After calming down the rapid heartbeat, Shen Maomao poked his head out from the side of the bed curtain again, and finally saw the appearance of that thing clearly——

That's a person.

A man standing in the storm with an umbrella over the window facing her across the road! !

The second she saw clearly that it was a person, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the entire land.The man suddenly raised his head and stared at her across the road and the eight-story building.

Those sights were like two sharp arrows, stabbing fiercely into Shen Maomao's brain.She fled in despair, opened the door and rushed into the living room almost like shit, and ran to the room of Shen's father and Shen's mother, panting heavily with lingering fear.

With a "click", Shen's mother's bedside lamp turned on: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

At that moment, Shen Maomao's scalp was numb, and he almost had a heart attack from fright.Now let her think back to the situation at that time, she can't even remember what the man's face looked like, but only remembers his cold eyes, which can be clearly imprinted in her heart even after being so far away.

So she got hot-headed and ran out in fear, wanting to stay in some popular place.

Shen's mother made an excuse for her, and she immediately nodded crying: "Mom... I dreamed that a person stood downstairs and stared at our house, it was scary..."

Shen's mother and Shen's father who woke up slowly looked at each other, then got out of bed and hugged her in his arms: "It's all a dream, it's all a dream...the dreams are all fake. Don't be afraid, Mom is here, I will I will always protect you and prevent outsiders from bullying you!"

Although she was just an npc, Shen Maomao was shamefully moved: "Mom, you are so kind, can I sleep with you and dad?"

Shen's mother smiled: "But there is not enough space on the bed, why don't you let Dad sleep on the floor..."

"That can't be done. Father Shen also lifted the quilt and stood up, turned on the lights all the way to her room, looked down the window, and didn't see any men with umbrellas, "Look, Maomao, There is no one down there. "

Gone?

Shen Maomao ran to his room, lay down next to Father Shen and looked down.

The rain didn't know when it stopped, the opposite side of the road was empty, a billboard stood alone by the side of the road, and there was nothing else.

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