sprite house

After returning home from the countryside, little A Yuan developed a high fever and was haunted by nightmares for a long time.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will see the white western-style building.In the garden, the flowers and plants were soaked in stagnant water, and the swings were left on the ground along with the dead trees.

He's still trapped in it, hiding all by himself.The heavy iron door was locked, and the night was torn apart by lightning outside the glass window, and the world covered by the pouring rain was vast.

Sometimes the house was brightly lit, people came and went and talked loudly, and they passed him, and none of them could see him.

Most of the time, the whole building is pitch black, and we can't see the crying of women or the laughter of children, or the roaring of men, the clattering of tables and chairs, the rattle of blunt objects cutting hard bones, and the dripping of blood. Fast and slow like playing a soft lullaby.

At the end of the dream, the grotesque images merged into a terrifying and huge black shadow, like a beast, and opened its huge mouth full of fangs towards him.

Little A Yuan was running wildly in the endless corridors, wiping her tears and walking on her short legs.The beast's long, foul-smelling tongue licked his ankles from time to time, and his calves were gradually covered with black handprints.

Just when he thought he was going to be swallowed like this, a gray light suddenly lit up in front of the corridor, and his brother stood there like a floating spirit.

The boy stretched out his hand to him, and little Ah Yuan grabbed it firmly, feeling as if his hand was trapped in a ball of ice.He couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat on his little face, he hurriedly pulled the boy and said, "Brother, brother, run! Something is chasing after you!"

The boy gently touched his little head, "A Yuan, you should go back."

Little A Yuan said, "What about you, brother?"

"Me?" The boy looked back at himself, there were countless figures entangled in one place in the depths of the corridor, approaching them, but he was still not in a hurry, "I have to wait for them."

Little A Yuan stared at the huge black shadow like a beast, and at the same time couldn't help asking, "Who are they?"

"They," the boy laughed. His grin was so wide that the corners of his mouth almost covered his ears. He smiled so strangely, but there was a trace of warmth in his downcast eyes. He looked at A Yuan and whispered. Said, "They are the existence that give me life."

Little A Yuan couldn't understand. Although he was trembling with fear, he still said stubbornly, "Brother wait for them, then I will wait for brother."

The boy didn't speak, he just smiled and shook his head at him, then gently pushed him back.

Little A Yuan broke free from the nightmare in an instant, and the high fever that never subsided quickly subsided.

After that, little Yuan often dreamed that he ran back to that foreign-style building, but the upstairs and downstairs were empty, there were no ghosts, let alone his brother, only the sound of his footsteps, stepping on the decaying steps, echoed alone .

Little Yuan thought he would never see his brother again, and he even suspected that it was just a dream he had at his grandfather's house. The boy was indeed not his brother, but the mandrill in the deep forest that the old man said.

This suspicion lasted until Ruan Xiaosheng's early summer vacation.

It just so happened that Ruan's father was not at home for dinner because of overtime work, so Ruan Yuan walked home slowly after the cram school was over.

With a heavy schoolbag on his back, he chased cats and dogs all the way, kicking pebbles to amuse himself.When he came to his home compound, he was chasing a black cat that was climbing on the wall, and by accident, when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure at the corner in front of him.

Ruan Yuan immediately jumped up, and rushed over without hesitation, he shouted, "Brother, wait for me!"

However, when he turned the corner, the road ahead was empty without a single person.

Ruan Yuan seemed lost, all his playfulness seemed to have been poured out by a basin of cold water, he walked to the corridor of his house, went upstairs, and pushed the door open——

He saw the boy sitting on the sofa.

At that moment, it seemed that a beautiful butterfly jumped out from the bottom of my heart.The memory of dormant childhood reappeared at that moment in the colors of the past.

Even though it was five or six years apart, A Yuan still recognized him at a glance.

That immature boy back then had a stroke.Like a piece of green bamboo, it grows tall and tall.The outline of the face already has the shadow of an adult, with clear and handsome eyebrows and clean temperament.It's just that his body is too thin, and the large school uniform covers him, empty, as if wrapped in a mass of nothingness.

He stared at the boy and wanted to scream, but he didn't dare.The young man also looked at him, but his face was cold, and he only glanced at him before looking away.

A Yuan became unhappy immediately, threw away his schoolbag, ran to his side, glared at him, "What are you doing at my house?"

Before the boy could speak, the kitchen door creaked, and Ruan's mother came out with the dishes first, "Yuan Yuan, wash your hands when you get back, and help mom serve the dishes."

Ruan Yuan looked at Ruan's mother, then turned to the boy and pointed to him and asked, "Mom, who is he!"

Mother Ruan opened her mouth, and frowned again when she wanted to speak, "This is a guest at home, Yuan Yuan, don't be so rude!" She took a heavy breath, "Go and bring out the dishes from the kitchen."

Ruan Yuan pouted and ran to wash his hands and then to the kitchen. He brought out two dishes in one hand, causing Ruan's mother to scold, "It's hot! Be careful! Don't serve so much at once, be careful! Already!"

As soon as Ruan's mother finished speaking, Ruan Yuan felt that his fingers were scalded. He walked quickly to the table, accidentally stumbled, and saw that the two dishes were about to be dedicated to the earth. With a pair of white hands, he took two dishes lightly and placed them on the table.

Ruan Yuan's finger was burned red, he sucked his finger, and looked at the boy in front of him embarrassedly.

The boy was much taller than him, and Ruan Yuan still had to look up to see his face clearly, against the light and shadow, there seemed to be a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his head resentfully, and whispered, "Thank you brother."

The boy reached out and touched his head, then returned to the sofa and sat down.Ah Yuan dangled behind him like a little tail.He wanted to have a few words with the young man, but the young man's expression was always cold, and he was not even willing to give him alms.

Ruan Yuan wanted to ask him about his childhood, but he called out "Brother", and Ruan's mother called them again in the restaurant, "The food is ready, let's sit and eat first."

Ruan's mother cooked a large table full of dishes. Chicken, duck and fish each occupied a plate, which was more abundant than Chinese New Year.

Ruan Yuan was dumbfounded holding the bowl, "Mom, what day is it today?"

Ruan's mother didn't speak, she just cast her eyes at him, "Eat your food, don't talk too much." Then she picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and stuffed it into the boy's bowl eagerly, "You are growing up now, eat more .”

The boy's bowl was piled up into a hill, and the meatballs were squeezed off the edge of the bowl, Gululu rolled to Ruan Yuan's hand, and he smiled slightly, "Thank you, auntie."

Ruan Yuan pushed the ball away with the tail of his chopsticks, feeling even more stymied by the feeling of being ignored.After finishing a bowl of rice in a hurry, he dropped the bowl and chopsticks unhappily, ran back to the room with a grimace, and slammed the door.

The door slammed loudly, and Ruan's mother said angrily outside, "Why is such a big child so ignorant! Ruan Yuan! Ruan Yuan, come out!"

Ruan Yuan leaned against the crack of the door and listened secretly to the voices outside, as if the young man had said something vaguely, Ruan's mother's voice softened, and she said, "Oh, this kid has such a bad temper, don't bother with him."

The boy said, "No, Ah Yuan has always been very good."

Ruan Yuan felt elated when he heard this, he thought, my brother still remembers me.

He moved a small bench and sat by the door to read a book, with the book floating in his eyes, absent-minded, and his ears seemed to be glued to the door.

He waited for the boy to come to the room to play with him after dinner, and he thought about explaining to the boy that he didn't leave without saying goodbye, but his parents drove him away by force, and he couldn't make money.

However, he waited and waited, and in the end, he only waited for the other party's cold voice to say to Ruan's mother, "Then I'm leaving, thank you, auntie, for your hospitality."

Mother Ruan said, "Call Auntie if you don't have enough living expenses. I'll buy you a PHS and send it to you in a few days. It's easy to contact."

The boy didn't refuse either, "Then thank you Yuan first."

Ruan's mother sighed, "You child, you and Mom... are still so polite to me."

Afterwards, he didn't hear any extra voices, so Ah Yuan became anxious at this moment, opened the door and ran out, and asked his mother, "Where's brother!

Ruan's mother's eyes were a little red, she reached out and touched his head, she opened her mouth to speak, but it turned into a sigh.