Nightmare GL

The wild dogs outside kept raising their heads and howling, and the fear in Mulberry's heart gradually subsided.

No one can understand the sadness in the wild dog's eyes.

Why run?

In a sense, the wild dogs were set free.Without the iron chains that bind you, you no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold, you don’t need to be teased by children, and you don’t need to look at people’s eyes to live.

But it has left itself on this road forever.

What if the little master suddenly wanted to come to him one day?The wild dog thought so.

As time went by, the old villages were replaced by neat and tidy houses, and a generation of people passed away in reincarnation. When a generation was dying, wild dogs stubbornly guarded the once abandoned grassland.There is now the closure of an underground ditch.

Fortunately, the soul can't smell the stench.The wild dogs have been waiting there for nearly a hundred years.

Mulberry couldn't answer.

"Why does late sister know the story of the wild dog?"

This is so strange.

"Same as you." Late said, "I was trapped in a dream just like you."

"Maybe because we see each other during the day, we have a conclusion."

In the glass of water she poured for Mulberry, she planted a breath of her own soul.

"But my ability is higher than yours. Relatively speaking, I can see the story of the soul." But Mulberry can only know the purpose and possession of the soul only by constantly exploring on her own.

"Is that so?" Mulberry was thoughtful.

"Can late sister control herself to enter my dream?" she asked.

"I don't know." Late gave an ambiguous answer.

When waking up from the dream, Mulberry will not remember the intersection with her.She wouldn't come looking for her in the daytime.But at night, there are too many dreams, so frequent that it will be a little weird.

"Can you see the wild dog's wish?"

"It doesn't have much memory of its life, and I don't know what it wants to do."

A wild dog soul who is unwilling to go back to life for a small wish, its loyalty far exceeds that of humans.

"Is that so?"

What would a wild dog wish for?

Mulberry silently walked out the door.

Sure enough, when the wild dogs saw her, they wagged their tails happily.It fluttered its front legs, as if it wanted to get close but didn't dare to get close.

Mulberry has not realized a problem.All changes in the dream will change with the owner's state of mind.Because she was too afraid of these things, Mulberry never thought of taking the initiative.

Late leaned against the door and watched her quietly.

Mulberry knelt down slowly.She gave a cautious smile.

The girl's eyes carried potential expectations that she didn't realize.She spread her hands, "Dog?"

The wild dog struggled again and again, several times it obviously wanted to get closer, but it shrank back.

Mulberry kept the original action, she could only show kindness as much as possible in order to gain more trust from the wild dogs.

Fortunately, the body in the dream will not be paralyzed.She squatted for a long time, and the wild dog finally approached cautiously.

Mulberry can feel the touch of plush on the hands and the wet palms being licked.The body of the wild dog is so thin that the floating bones can be seen, and its tail is drooping and wagging.

She stroked the wild dog's head.

"So nice."

The wild dog is not good.Because it looks at people too much, it lives too much and shrinks.

The wild dog rubbed against her arm affectionately.

"Don't miss it anymore. Get out of here." Mulberry stroked the wild dog's fur one by one.

The wild dog lay on the ground, whimpering from its nose.

"Don't be a dog in the next life..." She sighed slowly.

What can a wild dog wish for?It just wants someone to touch itself again, and then show that loving expression.

The red color of the wild dog's eyes slowly faded, and its body began to become unreal.

The dreams other than the old house began to collapse.

Mulberry turned her head in panic.

The vermilion door was tightly closed, as if it had never been opened.The soul of the wild dog dissipated completely, and Mulberry fell into the endless abyss.

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"Mulberry, wake up!"

"Aren't you going to work today?"

Sangmu knocked on Sangli's door again and again.

Sangshen woke up from the dream, only to find that half of her body had fallen from the bed to the ground.No wonder she felt like she was falling into an abyss...

Mulberry stood barefoot on the ground, she pulled the mattress on the floor in doubt.

Why did she say that she fell into the abyss?

Often encountering ghosts during the day, Mulberry can't sleep well at night.

After all, there were ghosts haunting her in the dream, chasing and sucking her energy, how could she sleep well.

"Wake up. Mom." Mulberry called out.

"Breakfast is ready. Hurry up." Mother Sang nagged at the door.

"it is good."

Every time she wakes up from a nightmare, Mulberry always feels dizzy.In severe cases, nausea and vomiting.But today... Mulberry stroked her chest.

Unexpected calm.

She glanced out the window.

Today's snow is so thick, I'm afraid I can't ride a bicycle.

She took out a thick cotton-padded jacket from the closet, and then thickened long johns. Mulberry always dressed in a way that kept her warm.She has a slender figure that doesn't look too bloated even with a pile of clothes on.

After getting dressed, Mulberry pushed open the door of her room.

The hat and scarf by the fire were put on the chair by Sang Mu to bake, and Sang Li patted her face.

Getting ready for breakfast and going to work.

……

Office work is often two people.Besides her, there was another girl who was a year or two younger than her.

The girl's name is Ding Ting, and she has a relatively playful and lively personality.Compared with the well-regulated Mulberry, Ding Ting has a lot more careful thoughts.For example, talking on the phone with her boyfriend while holding the office landline at work, dozing off lazily when fishing in troubled waters, peeking at novels and comic books... These are all common things.

Ding Ting, like her, came in through connections.Mulberry's thinking still follows that of the older generation. Her character is rigid and dull, and she is often chased by Ding Ting and called her old-fashioned.Mulberry never defended, firstly, she didn't like wasting saliva, and secondly, she felt that she didn't need to argue with her too much.

The friendship in the office doesn't need to be too deep, and she doesn't want to know others too well.What's more, she is still older than her. If there is a real quarrel, she probably won't get any advantage.

There were not many people in the administrative building at this time, and the bell of the morning class echoed throughout the school.Mulberry took off the gloves on her hands, and she took out the office key from her pocket.

The key was hung in the key ring and the surrounding keys made a crisp sound.

Ding Ting will come to work much later than her. Mulberry often sees thick dark circles on Ding Ting's face, and eyes that never wake up.This young and beautiful girl usually sleeps for half the morning before arriving late.So when the two of them worked together, Mulberry was almost always responsible for opening the door.

In the office of the two, it seemed that only Mulberry was working hard.Only when a leader or a student comes to the office, Ding Ting will smile like she is suddenly full of chicken blood. She is enthusiastic and patient, unlike the mulberries who are only tapping on the computer in the distance. Looking for information, maybe no one will pay attention to her.

The key made a click when it was inserted into the lock hole, but with only this sound, it was firmly stuck in the lock hole and could not be moved.

Mulberry said "Huh?", and she began to turn the key with great effort.

The door of the office is an old-style iron door, because it has always been used, and the school has not thought about how to replace it.Mulberry noticed the rust on the door lock very early on. Although it took a lot of effort to open the key every time, she was able to open it anyway, so she didn't take the initiative to report it.

Mulberry rubbed her thumb and index finger, because she had been holding the key handle tightly, her fingers were already red and painful.She wiped the hem of her clothes, and there was a lot of sweat on her two fingers, and there was a strong smell of rust.

Mulberry wrapped the key in her own glove.She used both hands.

The earmuffs on the ears had been ripped off by Mulberry and hung around his neck, and Mulberry finally twisted the key with all his strength.

"Hang thump."

The door lock was unlocked, and Mulberry breathed a sigh of relief.

If you encounter problems even with the simplest opening of the door in the morning, it feels like something will happen today.Mulberry's mood is not very calm, her premonition has always been accurate.

The deserted office was silent, and Mulberry opened the windows a little for ventilation.

After so much effort, Mulberry's cheeks were stained with a slight blush.She took off the scarf and earmuffs around her neck one by one, and plugged the mulberries into the water dispenser.

That girl should be late today too.Mulberry stood by the water dispenser and waited for the water dispenser that was boiling water.

It is also a very difficult problem to wake up early in the winter morning.

The white moisture floated on the teacup, and Mulberry took a sip of the hot tea before putting in a day's work.

The office building was too quiet in the morning, and the snow outside the window was still falling.

It will be a very cold winter.

Mulberry put her legs together tightly, and she curled her fingers.

The cold wind blowing in through the cracks in the window made her hands and feet tremble.Mulberry sometimes does unnecessary things, at least she thinks so.After struggling for a while, Mulberry slowly moved to the window to close the gap.

She stood by the window and looked down, her vision was all white.The back door of the school is far away from the teaching building, and very few students go through the administration building through the back door to the classrooms.

In the vast expanse of white snow, someone was walking forward with a brown knitted hat.

Mulberry squinted in confusion.

Ding Ting?

She feels like that girl.But it seems something is wrong.

What is it that clings to the girl's back?

That black figure with its head resting on top of the girl's head?

Goosebumps covered the hands that touched the window sill.

As if feeling being watched, Ding Ting slowly raised her head.

Ding Ting's face was haggard, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was indescribably lethargic.When she saw Mulberry, she gave a pale smile.

"Sister Sang, good morning."

Mulberry's eyes were fixed on Ding Ting's back.

Ding Ting was laughing, and so was the black shadow.

As Ding Ting approached, the shadow's face became more and more clear.

The black man was wrapped around Ding Ting's head, and his face was tightly attached to the top of Ding Ting's head.

There was a big hole in the side face of the man, and the scarlet liquid continuously overflowed from the side of the man's face. He hugged Ding Ting's neck tightly, almost all of his body was riding on Ding Ting's body.

"You can see me." Hei Ying's eyes were strange, and he showed a distorted smile.Densely packed maggots drilled out of the man's nose, nose and eye sockets, and Mulberry thought she had concealed her emotions well.

"morning."

The man's hand covered Ding Ting's eyes.

The author has something to say: the input method has always been mulberry and mulberry