Ling Sirui's parents in class two of the third year are a bit strange

In the mobile phone photo, in the middle of the stage, Hao Ke is reluctantly awarding a golden trophy to a tall man in a suit next to him.

The spotlights shone on the two of them, illuminating their expressions and movements very clearly.

The tall man was looking down at Hao Ke, while Hao Ke turned his head to the direction of the camera, as if the photographer reminded him to look at the camera.

Although the pixels are not clear, Hao Ke can still see that the tall man has a smile on his face and a deep facial contour, especially the straight bridge of the nose is more sharp under the light, which divides the face into two areas, light and dark .

Hao Ke watched this scene, but another picture appeared in his mind.

In the night sky, on the sea of ​​clouds.

Before the huge full moon, he stepped on another person's foot and looked towards the moon.

At that time, the other party also lowered his head and stared at him. In the backlight, he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but he could recognize the shape of his nose bridge and jaw, which was exactly the same as the person in the phone photo!

God, what kind of dream is this? Hao Ke actually processed the parents of his classmates into the dream, and the content is so ambiguous!

"I remember Mr. Hao complained about this parent in the office." The female teacher said, "It is said that this parent is very weird. No matter how Mr. Hao sent a message to him in the parent group, he would not reply. What is his name? coming."

"Ling Xu." Hao Ke continued.

"That's right, it's called Ling Xu," the female teacher continued, "His child's name is Ling Sirui. I remember this. He is very cute and has good academic performance. He must have been third in grade last year."

Hao Ke listened to the teachers talking about the students and parents in their class, but he couldn't remember clearly.

Grade No.3, this child should have left a deep impression on Hao Ke, but Hao Ke couldn't even remember his personality and his family situation clearly.

What's going on, did he suffer from Alzheimer's disease at a young age?

At eleven o'clock, the teachers finally let Hao Ke go to catch the subway.

Hao Ke stood up, paid the bill, and walked out with the teachers. When the wind blew outside, his alcoholic strength subsided a little, and he parted ways with the teachers in front of the subway entrance.

The subway on the outskirts of City S, even in the middle of the night on weekdays, still has a lot of people taking it.

Hao Ke looked at the billboards flying past outside the subway window.

That scene appeared before his eyes again, the huge moon, the undulating terrain on the surface of the moon, the sky full of stars, and the sea of ​​clouds shrouded in the moonlight.

The flashing pictures on the billboard became blurred, replaced by pictures in Hao Ke's imagination.

When I got home, it was almost twelve o'clock.

The room was pitch black, and Hao Ke fumbled for a while at the switch.

"Crack", the spotlight leading to the bathroom in the hall was turned on.

The light blue light illuminates the living room extraordinarily mysteriously.

Hao Ke put the briefcase on the island, changed into slippers, and walked into the living room.

The living room and the dining room are directly connected. When Hao Ke turned his eyes to the dining table, he suddenly stopped.

In the middle of the dining table, a cake that was illuminated by light and turned light blue stood there.

On the surface of the cake stood a large disc, a full moon made of white chocolate.

Around the full moon, there are many clouds made of colored chocolate.

In the middle of the cake, there are two cream figures standing opposite each other. The tall one is holding the short one's waist, and the short one is stepping on the tall shoes.

On the surface of the cake, white chocolate is made of brushed layers, with white marshmallows embedded in the middle, like ethereal clouds.

The whole cake is beautiful, as delicate as a work of art.

Hao Ke shook his head, thinking that he was hallucinating after being drunk.

He walked into the dining room with the help of the island, walked lightly to the dining table, put his hands on the table, approached the cake, and observed the movements of the two villains in the middle in amazement, which was exactly the same as in his dream.

It was as if lightning suddenly pierced through the world in my mind, illuminating certain memories hidden in the darkness, and in an instant, the darkness swallowed them up again.

Hao Ke pressed his temple.

It seems that there is a person who loves to give him cakes, and has a set of weird theories, which he has to explain every time before giving cakes.

There are some very important things hidden in his cake theory.

But what is that?

Hao Ke had strange thoughts in his heart, and he didn't know where these thoughts came from.

At this moment, a furry thing brushed past Hao Ke's feet.

He lowered his head and saw the fat white man crawling out from under the table, jumping onto the chair, jumping onto the table, and coming to the back of the cake.

It sat down, shook its big tail, and looked at Hao Ke.

"What is this?" Hao Ke asked the fox, "Who put it here?"

The fox's tail turned in the air, and the tip of the tail touched the middle of the cake.

In the middle of the cake, on a pedestal where two little figures stand, it is written in red cherry jam:

Life is good!

Birthday……?

That's right, today is Hao Ke's birthday, September [-]st, which is the same as his mobile phone lock screen password.

But Hao Ke never thought that someone would give him a cake on this day, so he didn't associate this cake with his birthday at all.

It's been a long time since he had a birthday, the last time was in high school, when his grandmother was still there, she would buy cakes for him, make delicious ones, sing birthday songs together, and use that old-fashioned DV video.

Later, grandma was gone, and Hao Ke grew up, and as an adult, he didn’t need to buy a cake for his birthday. This matter was nothing worth fighting for, and he just had a good meal to celebrate.

"Is this... the cake you bought?" Hao Ke asked tentatively.

He also found the question ridiculous.

In the faint blue light, the fox's gaze was exceptionally gentle, watching him.

"Did you really buy it?" Hao Ke panicked.

The fox didn't answer Hao Ke, it lowered its head, stretched out its paws, and pushed the paper case containing the candles on the table.

"Why do you know my birthday?" Hao Ke pressed the paper shell and asked the fox softly.

He watched the fox's every move intently.

Although he firmly believes in science and materialism, and is sometimes frightened by ghost movies, he never believes that there are strange forces and chaos in this world.

He said verbally that the fox has become a spirit, but in fact, he didn't really think that the fox had become a spirit, but a kind of admiration for the extreme intelligence of the fox.

But now, the various actions of the fox have exceeded the limit of "smartness".

It started to get weird and weird.

Under Hao Ke's gaze, the fox wagged its tail, patted Hao Ke's hand, and then patted Hao Ke's pocket again.

Hao Ke reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone: "You mean mobile phone?"

Fox nodded.

"Did you see my lock screen password?" Hao Ke was surprised.

Fox nodded again.

"So it's like this..." Hao Ke's brows still did not loosen, he looked at the cake and said in a low voice, "But, why is the scene on the cake the scene in my dream?"

The fox looked at Hao Ke quietly.

Hao Ke was so distraught that he pulled out the chair and sat down.

The fox himself took out candles from the paper case, two red ones, and six candles of other colors, and stuck them on the edge of the cake one by one.

"How did you know?" Hao Ke grabbed the fox's paw, "I'm 26 years old, but the phone lock screen password doesn't have this information."

The fox raised its other paw and patted Hao Ke's hand.

"I'm sorry, I was too hard." Hao Ke let go of the fox's paw, still in a state of distraught, he always felt that something was about to come out, but he couldn't think of it.

Hao Ke pushed away the chair, stood up, and walked around the room.

Cakes, birthdays, foxes, dreams?

A person whose face is vague in memory.

Although it has never appeared, it is full of people with a strong sense of presence.

That's right, it's that person, Ling Xu.

The fox jumped off the table and followed behind Hao Ke, wherever Hao Ke went, it went there.

Finally, Hao Ke stopped in front of the sofa.

"I see." Hao Ke turned around and stared at the fox, "You were sent by that person, right? He taught you to do these things?"

Hao Ke thinks about it more and more.

"That's right, who would name a pet the same as oneself? It must be because they have deep feelings for this pet, but if they really have deep feelings, why do they say they just throw it away? Hao Ke reasoned out the contradiction, "It can be seen that he left you there on purpose!"

The fox looked at Hao Ke innocently, and his tail moved back and forth.

"He knows that I live next door, so if he leaves you there, there is a high chance that he will run into me. He taught you to act cute so that I can't bear to keep you, and then..."

Hao Ke got stuck in the middle of speaking.

Then, could this fox still sneak into his dreams?

Why did the scene in his dream appear on the cake?

Can foxes see dreams?Still able to manipulate dreams?

"Then...you hypnotized me?" Hao Ke asked tentatively.

The fox shook his ears.

"What do you mean by ear shaking? Can you hypnotize people?" Hao Ke chased the fox and asked, "Speak!"

However, the fox can't speak, it still looks innocent, looking at Hao Ke.

Hao Ke fell backwards into the sofa.

God, what is he doing, he must have drunk too much to force a fox to hypnotize him?

Hao Ke closed his eyes, only his chest rose and fell.

Those chaotic ups and downs of clues slowly settled down in the silence.

Hao Ke seems to have caught a clue.

What if what happened in the dream actually happened?

Is it really what he experienced with that man named Ling Xu?

Then, everything makes sense, he will dream about what happened in the past, and Ling Xu's fox uses that memory to customize the cake.

However, why did he only see that scene in his dream, but he couldn't really recall when, where, and why he saw that scene.

Although that scene is a bit outrageous, it may not be in the air, but in some 5D experience space. Hao Ke remembers that there seems to be such a place in the S City Science and Technology Museum.

At the same time, what is incredible is that he has forgotten the relevant information of a student in his class, and he can't even remember the appearance of the student's parents.

This is totally unreasonable.

It does not conform to Hao Ke's rigorous teaching habits.

Well, there is only one explanation.

For some reason, he forgot the experience of getting along with a parent. In that experience, they may be very familiar, the kind of familiarity that can hug each other and ask if the moon is beautiful.

Hao Ke's face became hot.

"I'm going to wash my face." Hao Ke stood up abruptly, "Don't move here."

The fox looked up at Hao Ke, sitting in a standard posture, motionless.

Hao Ke walked into the room quickly, and dizziness came to his head. He couldn't tell whether it was the effect of alcohol or the effect of the blue spotlight.

Some strange pictures appeared before his eyes.

In the previous apartment, beside the stairs on the second floor of the duplex, there was also a row of spotlights like this, but they were orange-red.

He saw those spotlights shaking, and someone hugged him, kissing his earlobe and neck densely.

His vision kept rising, the kiss intensified, and he was put on the bed.

then……

Like a frosted glass blocking the memory, he could only vaguely realize what happened inside, but couldn't see clearly.

However, just realizing it made him shudder.

When did he actually develop that kind of relationship with his classmates' parents?

And he doesn't remember at all afterward?

Do supernatural things really exist in this world, and can human memory really be tampered with?If possible, who erased a part of his memory, and in that memory, what relationship did he have with that parent named Ling Xu?

The more Hao Ke thought about it, the more he got a headache. He subconsciously covered his forehead, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet of the sink, and the water splashed down and splashed outside the sink.

Hao Ke wanted to hold on to the edge of the sink, but he didn't expect it to be so slippery. He didn't hold it for a while, feeling a sudden upside down, and fell to the floor.

"Well……"

After such a fall, Hao Ke woke up completely from the state of drunkenness, and the pain in his butt replaced his headache.

He scratched the floor twice, trying to stand up while grabbing the counter.

Suddenly, a shadow fell on his face.

He saw a tall and familiar figure appearing in front of the bathroom door.

In the backlight, the man's face could not be seen clearly.

However, my heart, which should have been terrified, was beating happily.

The man bent down, carefully picked up Hao Ke, as if he was holding something fragile, and carried him out of the bathroom floor.

Hao Ke didn't struggle, and didn't speak, he quietly stuck to the man's arms one by one pretending to be dizzy.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore.

Then let him see, this person who pretended to emigrate abroad, threw the fox to him to raise, and then secretly lurked nearby, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd!