Chapter 1208 Extra chapter. Week 11
In a small courtyard in the south, a man stood hanging a lantern outside the courtyard wall.
The wooden door is about two meters high. When affixing the couplets, the tall and slender man just stood on tiptoe slightly and affixed the horizontal couplets to the lintel.
Today is New Year's Eve. According to domestic customs, every household must post couplets and hang lanterns. The small and medium-sized courtyards have been decorated with red couplets and lanterns, making them particularly festive and bright.
The yard is surrounded by a fence, with a circle of roses planted around it. There is a tree over three meters high among the dead branches and leaves. The branches are slender, and there are several bell-like silver-white fruits hanging on the branches. Look. I don't know what kind it is, but it is rare to see fruit in winter.
After pasting the couplets, the man walked into the courtyard, opened the door, and felt the warm air blowing into his face. He took off his black down jacket and stepped barefoot on the carpet. The black and white clothes underneath wrapped his thin body, outlining the figure of the man. With a slender and strong body and two straight and slender legs, he took two or three steps to the door of the bedroom.
Open the door and walk in. The blackout curtains block the light tightly. The dim bedroom is dry and warm. The decoration of the room is simple. Apart from a large bed by the window, the only thing left is the fireplace beside the bed. The fire in the stove has long been extinguished. There are also several blue toy cars scattered beside the fireplace.
The man bent down to pick up the toy and put it aside. He approached the bed with gentle steps and sat down slowly.
A slight bulge could be seen under the quilt on the bed. The man rubbed his hands gently, then reached into the quilt, then bent down and pressed against the person on the pillow, whispering.
"Aren't you going shopping? Can't you afford it?"
The man in the quilt turned over and continued to sleep, mumbling something.
"Sleep...sleep for a while..."
I slept late last night, so I'm afraid I'll have to wait until noon today.
The man smiled and continued to ask.
"Then shall I accompany you?"
The person inside didn't respond, but suddenly a young and clear voice came from under the pillow next to him.
"Mom wants to sleep with me, dad, please go out."
"Eleven?"
The man frowned and his face became serious, but he lowered his voice considering the sleeping woman next to him.
"Who let you in?"
"Mom."
"You are six years old this year. You can't sleep with your mother anymore. Get out."
"No, dad dominates mom every day, today I want to sleep with mom in my arms!"
As he spoke, a fluffy head popped out from the quilt. Under the soft hair was a small face that was covered with red. A pair of eyes bigger than a deer were shining brightly. The pink-white face was as cute as She looks like a porcelain doll, with a pouty mouth under her straight little nose.
"Dad, get out!" The man frowned and was slightly angry. Just as he was about to say something, a slender arm stretched out from the quilt and waved at the man.
"Eleven had a nightmare yesterday. I'll sleep with him for a while. You drive for maintenance first and come back to pick us up later."
"Ono...he is almost seven years old."
"Five and a half years old! Dad, my sixth birthday has not passed yet, I am only five and a half years old. Get out quickly, we are going to bed!"
In the end, the man was coaxed out and left his carefully decorated room to his son.
The successful child hugged her mother's waist tightly under the quilt, and kept digging into her mother's arms with her little face.
"You can't sleep with me next year."
The woman stretched out her fingers to touch her son's little head.
The little baby snorted, patted her mother's back with her little hand, and spoke in a low voice.
"Mom, I dreamed that you always left me behind, and no matter how much I cried or shouted, you wouldn't come back."
When the woman heard this, she couldn't help but feel soft.
"Dreams are reversed."
"Yes, so my mother will never abandon me in her whole life!"
"Then you have to sleep by yourself."
"The nightmare is so scary..."
"..."
In the darkness, the child raised his head and stared at the woman intently.
"Mom, you will stay with me forever, right?"
"Yeah."
"Dreams are reversed...Dreams are reversed...Dreams are reversed..."
Nothing in the dream will happen again.
(End of chapter)