Nightmare GL

When Mulberry returned home, the sky had turned into a dismal gray.Against the thin snow-covered ground, it looked inexplicably eerie.

Sang's mother changed her clothes naggingly, fearing that she would catch a cold and get sick, she pushed her to sit by the stove and warm her hands.

Hands and feet gradually warmed up.Sangshen said suddenly, "Mom, is there anyone in our village called late?"

A woman's gentle smile suddenly appeared in his mind.

"I don't know." Sang Mu said.

"You take care of yourself first."

Sang's mother didn't take this matter to heart, she felt that her daughter couldn't even take care of herself well.

Mulberry held a cup and sat by the fire, staring at the faint fire light in a daze.

At night, Mulberry began to dream.

Her soul is too pure, so she can always attract some broken souls into her dreams.In fact, mulberry will be weak, and it is largely caused by them.In their dreams, they weave dreams and suck the spirit of young girls.After waking up from the dream, Mulberry automatically forgot everything.

That is the body's automatic protection mechanism.

Mulberry could know in her dream that she was dreaming, but after waking up from the dream, she forgot everything.

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The air is filled with a chaotic atmosphere, and the eyes are the old residential areas that have been walked countless times on weekdays.The whiteness of the walls has decayed, and black and green moss grows from the corners.There was silence all around, and Mulberry stood silently on the path.

It is a new dream.

She has the memory of all dreams in her dreams.There is also reality.

The soles of the shoes were sticky, and with every step, the trousers at the bottom of the hind legs were stained with yellow mud.

This seems to be a village many years ago.

Mulberry quietly looked at everything around her.

Only a ghost would pull her into a dream.She thought maybe she accidentally ran into a ghost during the day.

Mulberry has an answer in her heart.

She walked towards the familiar direction in her memory.

The only "living creature" on the side of the road, a yellow wild dog, was drooling and watching her pass by.

The wild dog is lying beside the street, its fur is messy, mixed with gray and black stains, twisted into a ball on the skin, the hair on the ground where it touches the ground is dyed wet black, and its eyes are bright red Light, was staring at her intently at the moment.Mulberry could hear the panting of wild dogs "haha", she lowered her gaze and hurried her steps.

There is no living thing in the dream.

That was the existence that the soul fabricated for her.

Only by finding the soul body and fulfilling its wish, can she be released.Or, suffering through everything, waiting to wake up from the dream.

Just when Mulberry was about to leave the wild dog's field of vision, the wild dog suddenly moved.It raised its paws and stood up from the ground.

The wild dog's limbs looked uncoordinated, but it adjusted quickly, and it followed Mulberry's pace casually.

Mulberry turned her head, but the wild dog didn't move.It stared at her tightly, and the two clusters of red light in its eyes were as sharp as thin needles.

Even though she had experienced countless dreams, she still couldn't help being afraid, afraid.She turned her head and dared not look at it.

Once the spirit has gained insight into her fears, it will be more difficult for her to escape the dream.

The calmer the surface, the more flustered the heart becomes.Mulberry heard her heart beating rapidly, and even her breathing became disordered.

The faster the speed of the soles of the feet, the more mud stains turned up on the trouser legs.

The wild dogs pressed on at every step.Its breathing was heavy and rapid, just like her heart.

The road has no end, and she can't find any place to hide.

She thought maybe she was wrong.The soul body may be the dog that is chasing after him.

The wild dog kept a distance from her, and compared to Mulberry's panic, the wild dog looked more like a leisurely walk.

It looks like a dog walking a person.

Originally thought to be an endless competition, the vision suddenly caught a glimpse of the reddish-brown gate.The door of the house appeared quietly.It is embedded in the wall abruptly, and the vermilion gate looks like the color of blood.

But Sangshen didn't have time to think, she just speeded up her pace blindly.

The wild dog locked Mulberry's position.Probably guessing what Sang Li was thinking, it also suddenly accelerated.

Four-legged animals chased two-legged animals.This is a contest of disparity in strength.

When it was almost overtaken, the two-legged animal kicked with its foot, and then stumbled into the gate of the house.

The ancient wooden door made a "boom".The wild dog stopped in front of the door.There seems to be something dreadful here.It sniffed at the door for a while, but could only look at Mulberry across the door.

Sangshen's palm scratched her skin, and she couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or hot sweat on her back.

The wild dog fell on the ground again, in the previous posture.It whimpered from its nose, and if it weren't for the red light in its eyes, Mulberry might have understood what it was trying to express.

【Run away! ! 】

Mulberry closed half of the door to block the wild dog from seeing her.

This is horrible.

The layout of the house is the same as the old house I visited during the day, except that there are a pair of tiger-toed shoes in the courtyard well.

That is a pair of shoes that belong only to young children.

Are there any children in the house?

Mulberry should be thankful that she didn't hear it, otherwise, this would be another ghost story.

In a dream, often only one ghost can enter.

Mulberry didn't think much about it.She opened the door cautiously.

"Is anyone there?" A timid voice echoed in the yard.

The wild dogs outside the door stared at the red wooden door boredly.

"I came in." Mulberry said.

The wooden door creaked, and Mulberry stepped in with one foot.

She didn't know when the wild dog's soul followed her during the day, so she was able to reproduce the structure of the house exactly, which surprised her.

The soul can only construct dreams that have been seen before.

Or maybe, she was coveted all the memory.Mulberry pursed her lips.As she got older, the ghosts she met became more and more strange.

Mulberry can't predict the ghost's actions.All she knew was the dream she had been woken up countless times.

Every ghost has a story.

A woman's figure suddenly appeared beside the opened door, and Sangsan was startled, she took a few steps back unexpectedly.She wanted to speak, but couldn't utter a word.

Late held a water basin, her hands were wet, "Mulberry?"

It was the first time she called her name.

Mulberry nodded, but didn't intend to approach her.

She can't guarantee whether the late stage is the soul itself.

Late opened his mouth, "What's wrong?"

She poured water from the basin into the yard.

There was no trace of the tiger-toed shoes in the yard.The wild dog at the door pricked up its ears vigilantly.

Mulberry swallowed her saliva, "Later...sister."

If Hunhun likes to tease her, they will turn into the appearance of people she has seen before and weave nightmares.Once Mulberry showed a panicked expression, the souls jumped with joy.

This is one of the few funs they have.

If the late stage suddenly turns into bloody mud, Mulberry feels that she may no longer be able to look directly at her in the future—there will be shadows.

"Aren't you coming in?" Late asked.

"Yes. Here we come." Mulberry responded.

Wild dogs barked outside the door.The more Mulberry walked into the house, the louder the barking sound became.

Mulberry looked a little uneasy.

"Miss Late, can you hear the dog barking?" She stared at Late's expression.

"Hmm." Late said lightly.

"Will it bother you?"

"I'm fine. But I don't know if you will." What is the reason for the wild dog barking, Shi Qi knows clearly in his heart.

"Is it always like this?"

"It's been dead for a long time."

The sudden answer made Mulberry choke.She felt goosebumps all over her body.She gritted her teeth, not daring to look at Late's expression.

"Why do you say that..." She pretended not to understand.

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The wild dog is not actually a wild dog, it is just abandoned by people.

The wild dog grows up with the little master, they laugh and play together, and have countless memories.

Only the little master in the whole family likes it.

The little master will take it out for a walk and secretly bring back delicious things for it. When it is locked by chains and cannot move, the little master will specially move the homework bench and sit beside it.

The wild dog still barked, but he was content.

There are many scars on the wild dog's body. Because it was chained, sometimes naughty children would throw stones at it because they were unhappy.The distance he could move was only a short iron chain, and soon, the wild dog let out a howling cry.The little master didn't even dare to tell his parents when he got home and found out.

They were already talking about getting rid of the old dog.

The little master hugged its rickety body full of scars, crying silently.

The wild dog raised its head to lick the tears of the little master.Tears are very salty, which is a taste it has never tasted. The little master has a sad expression, but it can't do anything.

"It's so dirty, don't touch it!" A piercing female voice sounded, the little master let go of the hand holding it in a panic, he wiped his face with his sleeve, and was dragged into the room by the woman.

The wild dog silently licked its own wound, and it coiled itself in a circle.

The messy hair can't cover the blood, and the wild dog can only keep himself warm in this way.

Its owner is the owner of a factory, and the wild dog’s duty is to look after the house. Except when it was first bought, it can walk around freely and play with the little owner. When it grows up, its world will only be left with the dilapidated dog next to the chain. Doghouse.

And its only light - its little master.

The man squatted in front of it and smoked, and the wild dog moved its nose. It looked at him sadly, longing to see some different emotions in his eyes.

After a cigarette was finished, the man crushed the cigarette end with his foot.He sighed, with a strong smell of smoke in his mouth.

It watched the man walk away.

The next day, the wild dog got a delicacy that he had never eaten before.Its stomach is very hungry, and it has not had a full meal for a long time.Every few bites, it looked up at the expression of the male master repeatedly.

Maybe its eyes were too sad, the man couldn't bear to look any more, he turned his back and took out a new pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

The wild dog didn't move after eating half of it.It was meant to be reserved for myself at the next meal.

But there is no next meal...

Man leads the dog on a leash on a wheeled car.

This is its first contact with the outside world.The traffic of people coming and going, people greeting each other, the fresh smell of grass and trees is so good that it makes people feel happy.

The wild dog hung its head.It's grown for its age.

After a long time, the man finally put it down.The man unchained it, and the wild dog stood there without moving.

"Go." The man scolded.

The wild dog stared at the man.After a while, the little master should be able to go home.

The man kicked it.

The wild dog howled and walked a few steps to the side.It hurts.The body is in pain, and there is also unknown anxiety.

The man smokes another cigarette.

The wild dog slowly relaxed its vigilance, it was going to mark the scent under the tree, but everything suddenly changed.

The man ran fast on his bike, and the wild dog chased after him on all fours.

It heard the man yelling, but it didn't want to be abandoned.It doesn't matter if you get hit.Just don't drop it.

The sudden red stained its eye sockets, its limbs seemed to be crushed, and the wild dog lay on the side of the road.

The van still maintained its speed.The car owner spat out of the car window, "Dead dog, why are you running around?"

The wild dog's consciousness is fading.

It has no name, even the little owner calls it a dog.Will the little master be sad if he doesn't see it when he goes home?The wild dog blinked feebly.

The light of the world is extinguished in its eyes.

The author has something to say: the setting comes from the inspiration of a recent dream

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People who walk forward with their lives on their backs will slowly lose their persistence

感谢在2020-02-0104:56:08~2020-04-0220:45:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Nogu bird;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!