Chapter 8 The Forty-Second Night Mother's Bed

There were a lot of dishes on the table. It seemed that both of them were very hungry. I could see that they wanted to swallow their plates. "Quality, pay attention to quality." I reminded them in a low voice, and then they restrained themselves. "How did you become like this?" I finally couldn't help asking Li Zheng, but the other party didn't respond, and continued to eat, until Ji Yan said the words again, and he stopped.I don't seem to be a foreigner, do I need to translate? "I don't know either. It seems that the resentment cliff exploded and took away part of my time. As a result, I returned to such a small body. Of course, it took me a long time to get used to it, so I wanted to find Ji Ji as soon as possible. Yan, I ran into that car, and I could feel the smell of corpse worms around the car, so I followed it all the way. And I hid in the Qi family's house for a long time, and you all know what happened afterwards. "

"Who is that man? Is it your relative?" I asked again, but now Li Zheng's expression changed. "I don't have any relatives. Even Li Duo, I hope that the relationship between her and me will be as small as possible. I just hope that she can live in peace. But if I'm not wrong, it seems that the explosion of Resentment Cliff has stripped the time from me. and added it to that guy." Li Zheng threw away his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, leaned back on the chair, and closed his eyes comfortably. "The key now is to restore my body, and then find out the villain hiding in the dark."

"And then?" Ji Yan asked with a smile. Li Zheng narrowed his eyes and stared at him with a smile.He said word by word: "Then I will kill you. I must win you." "Well, at least we are now a cooperative relationship, right?" Ji Yan's face remained unchanged, she was still smiling, which made me, who was sitting on the side, feel a little nervous. "Well, if you can finish the meal first." He stretched. "No hurry, I'm fine now, let's talk about it, you should have encountered a lot of things, so let's talk about it." Ji Yan's real purpose came out, Li Zheng looked at him strangely, and then looked at him very strangely. Curious, I said impatiently, "Okay, I'll just tell a story about the bed."

"Bed?" I asked. "Yes, bed. When I was still in high school, I already knew some things in this area from the books left by my mother, such as magic and spirit arts, etc., but it was always in the theoretical stage, but fortunately, the father of my classmate at the time happened to be I offer an opportunity, an opportunity to practice. The man was about forty years old and his family was well off, but he was a conch husband.According to my classmate, there has been no news of his mother since she ran away from home six years ago, and his father also suffered from a strange disease that day.

It was indeed a very strange disease, and there was nothing wrong with it from the outside, but there was only one thing, his father couldn't leave the bed, which was the bed his parents used to sleep together.In other words, for six full years, the man lay in bed, including eating and drinking. It was no different from being paralyzed, but the doctor's diagnosis was that everything was normal for him, and his family had forced him out of the bed, but as soon as his back left, the man began to convulse and have difficulty breathing, and shouted that he could die Words like not getting out of bed.As a result, I had to hire a nanny to take care of him 24 hours a day.

The classmate also mentioned it to me unintentionally, but he never told anyone about it. After all, it is not a glorious thing to have such a father in the family, and high school students are in the age of saving face, so he only told me quietly and begged me to go to his house A trip, because I helped him solve some small problems before, I naturally agreed, because my head was a little hot at that time, and I thought nothing would trouble me. The rich man's home was indeed very luxuriously decorated. I followed my classmates, almost afraid that I would get lost.But after going through a maze of corridors, I came to a room.

As soon as the door opened, I felt the urge to throw up. Although it was cleaned in time, the long-term suppressed human excrement and the moldy smell of the long-term unventilated furniture were mixed together. It is really hard to imagine that the person stayed in this room for six years, no, it should have been lying down for six years, with his body motionless . Apart from the bad smell, I didn't see anything wrong at first glance, anyway, let's go in and see people before we talk. Is he really only in his forties? If the person in front of me met outside and called him sixty, how old would he be?Her hair fell out like turf behind a ball, her entire forehead was like a staircase, her eyelids were sunken down by deep wrinkles, her mouth was still drooling, she hadn’t been exposed to the sun for six years, her skin was aging and pale, as if it had been bleached and washed Many times the clothes were wrinkled and white.

There are multiple purple bruises on the exposed arms and bare chest, which may have been crushed for a long time.But his eyes are very bright. When we say that a person has sharp eyes, it means that the person who sees can easily read things. I have read it. He was very flustered, like an animal that is very afraid of people, he tried hard to move his body inside, but he didn't move for a long time, and he also had a lot of fat, which looked like a fat snake trying to crawl away . The classmate comforted his father with a few words, mainly about my identity and the purpose of my visit, which reassured him.

"Uncle, are you afraid or running away from something? Is there anything special about this bed?" I carefully sat on the edge of the bed. It seemed that he had no intention of refusing, but kept staring at me. "No, I just don't want to leave, I don't know, I just feel that if I leave, I will die if I leave, really, I really have a very strong feeling." He finally spoke, fortunately, quite clearly , I am most afraid that he will forget the language function, and it will be more troublesome to communicate. I stood up again and looked at the bed carefully. Very ordinary double bed.In addition to being more expensive.

What is so expensive about rich people? It is not news that the toilet is made of gold. According to them, "gold" must of course be filled with a gold toilet. But expensive is not the reason for his fear. I noticed the part next to the man, where the other people would have slept, the other half of the double bed. "You toss and turn a lot?" I asked.The man shook his head. He laughed at himself and said that he was so fat that it was difficult to move, and he usually only slept on this side. But I clearly saw a deep human-shaped sleeping mark on the other half of the bed.

And judging from her body shape, she was a tall woman. I backed out of the room. "Is your mother tall?" I asked the classmate, and he thought about it thoughtfully, and replied affirmatively, "Yes, my impression is that my mother is tall and thin." I asked her if she had any news of his mother in the past six years. The classmate still shook her head, saying that her mother was an orphan and she didn't have many friends. She only left a note saying that she had gone to a foreign country, and then there was no news.I asked him again, since his father wouldn't leave the bed, did they go to see if there was anything wrong with the bed or something.As a result, the classmate sighed and said that his father could not leave the bed at all, and he would yell back whenever strangers approached the bed, and that bed was bought by his parents when they got married, and no one else had ever touched it. It appears that the bed may not be the source of the problem. I went home and went through all the manuscripts, even asking the man. "Li Zheng's expression was a bit disdainful. "Is it Team Li?" Ji Yan asked, and Li Zheng nodded unconsciously.I still don't understand why he hates the Li team who raised him so much. "But even he didn't know anything about it. Instead, he asked me what was going on. I didn't bother to pay attention to him. I had to decide to go to my classmate's house again. Because the two people's houses were close, after dinner that night I went. Although their family is rich, it is strange that they do not hire any servants.Taking care of the uncle lying in bed is also a part-time job, and he never stays at home overnight.So there are usually only three people in the family.Classmates and his father and grandmother. His grandmother is said to have been a very well-known high society socialite in Shanghai.So even though he is old, he still maintains a clean and elegant demeanor.I saw her last time, but she didn't like to talk. The old man has fair skin, a handsome face, and her hair is neatly combed.However, she still cherishes her son very much, and has visited him many times, and lovingly strokes his son's hair with her bony hands.She said that since her daughter-in-law left, her son has become like this, which made the old man feel very sad. The old man has only one son in his life. Perhaps in her opinion, even if the son is full of hair, in the eyes of the mother, he is still a child who still needs mother's care. She must have felt very uncomfortable. When I arrived at his house, the classmate seemed a little surprised, but it was quickly replaced by joy, because I told him that I decided to sleep with him in his father's bedroom today. Since I didn't find anything unusual during the day, let's try it at night . At first, my uncle was not very willing and somewhat resistant, and my classmate's grandmother was also very unhappy when she came in, but it didn't hinder my grandson's face.The two children made two beds in the bedroom. Although the smell was unpleasant, they got used to it. We kept chatting, but very quietly, until there was snoring on the bed and the classmates were tired.I was the only one left awake in the room. It's weird, I've noticed it since I was a kid.I have the ability to control my own sleep. That is to say, if I don’t want to sleep, I can stay away from the bed for a long time without any drowsiness, and my energy is as usual, but the premise is that I must increase the amount of rest in the future.So I kept my eyes closed that night, and our bed was on the right side of my uncle's bed, which is the empty side. I turned off the lights in time, but then the moonlight through the curtains outside the window, I could still vaguely see the bed. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you can't understand what I felt at that time just by my description. Uncle's plump body rises and falls with his breathing, like a moving mountain of meat.However, what surprised me was that there was a mark on the bed next to it that no one had slept on. And from the shallow to the deep, as if someone slowly fell asleep from the bed. But I can't see anything. The sheet covering Uncle's body also gradually bulged up, taking the shape of a human.An arm protruded from the bed sheet, slender and white, like a milky white marble pillar supporting a temple in ancient Greece. It was clearly a woman's hand. That hand passed through that huge mountain of meat with the dexterity of a snake.He reached into his uncle's armpit.Probably sticking out from the other side. Then, the uncle who was sleeping on his side turned over and lay down.The person in the bed sheet was slowly wriggling, slowly stuffing his body between the uncle's body and the soft bed. That kind of movement is like a jellyfish, slow but powerful.It didn't take long for the thing to pass through Uncle's back.In other words, my uncle was completely lying on a mattress. No one would be comfortable being pressed by such a fat person. Of course, the premise is that the person being suppressed is a human being. Two white arms stretched out from under the uncle's body, and strangled tightly from the outside of the arms.Again, slow but uncharacteristically determined, it seemed impossible to stop.It's as if you're standing between two walls, and the walls are slowly closing, but there's nothing you can do about it. Uncle's breathing began to be rapid, although I couldn't see his appearance, when there was a tighter and tighter rope on his chest, let alone such a fat person, I couldn't bear it. The arm was soft, but tough.I was wondering how a woman's arms could strangle a man's body.But it didn't happen until later, and the arm had sunk deeply into the uncle's flesh. I finally know the source of the purple bruises on my arms and chest that I saw during the day. The sound of rapid breathing was hoarse and continuous like a water pipe that had just stopped.That arm is still tightly wrapped around the body of the classmate's father, it is indeed like a boa constrictor, tightly wound. Are you going to strangle him to death? I tried to wake my classmate up, but it was useless, he was sleeping like a dead pig. I had no choice but to tiptoe up and approach the bed. Gradually approaching my classmate's father, I wanted to break off his arms.My hand reached for the white arm. The arm suddenly loosened, and it actually broke away from my uncle's body, but strangled my wrist.I was so startled that I didn't react yet.Abnormal pain in the wrist.The strength of that arm is actually so great.He iron tongs are the same. I desperately wanted to open that arm, but my slender fingers were tightly strangled. The moonlight outside the window changed its angle and shot straight in. Half of his head poked out from under his uncle's already strangled purple head. The silver moonlight just shone on the man's face, half of his face. I will not forget that face.To be precise, it was the face of a very beautiful woman. But that beauty I wish I had never seen.Her eyes were wide open and she stared at me, her long, black hair hung in strands on her smooth forehead, and there was a small beauty mole on the side of her mouth. smile.The complexion is delicate and smooth, but it amazes me when it is illuminated by the moonlight. Who is this woman?I wondered in my heart, could it be the mother of my classmate? But before I opened my mouth to call out, I felt my wrist being pulled, and my whole body fell on the bed, right next to my uncle, and that face was already very close to mine. I couldn't scream because the other hand was covering my mouth. It was cold, as if ice had been rubbed against his lips, and his lips were numb from the cold.She covered my mouth with one hand, and pulled my wrist with the other hand, and my face slowly approached hers. It's only a few centimeters away, close enough that you should be able to feel her breath. But I didn't feel that the woman in front of me was like a wax figure. Her throat moved, and she made a swallowing sound, and she slowly opened her lips and whispered to my ear. "Please take care of my son, please." The voice is beautiful and full of tenderness. As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist and mouth relaxed a lot, and he looked up again, where there was no woman, and his uncle was sleeping soundly, as if nothing had happened. Really never happened?I touched my still beating heart and asked.Cold lips and purple bruises on my wrists tell me this isn't a dream. Sleepless all night, it's not my control, I really can't sleep, in fact, I have experienced more and more careers in the future, and there are more dangerous ones than this, but I no longer have that kind of frightening feeling, but maybe after all, I was still young at that time , It was the first time to experience this kind of thing in person, so it was naturally impressive. After dawn, my uncle woke up first. At this time, the hourly worker also came on time. After that, he washed and ate.He had no recollection of anything except that his arms and chest were sore. The classmate's grandmother also got up very early. As usual, she bent over to look at her. After chatting with her uncle, she was comforted and went out again.A classmate told me that his grandma used to get up very early, probably because of the health-preserving habits she developed when she was young, so at such an old age, her skin and appearance are well maintained. "She is only worried about her father, and she can't help crying and shaking her head every time she sees him like this." The classmate sighed.Indeed, if you are not afraid of getting sick, you are afraid of not knowing what kind of disease you are getting.I wanted to tell what happened last night, but I swallowed the words again. Speaking out rashly will only increase people's worries. It's just that the bed is really tight.But it is impossible to change the bed.I decided that the missing mother of the formal classmate I saw last night, if I can find information about his mother, maybe this troublesome matter can be solved. But where to start? I even used that person's relationship to help check the household registration, but I still don't know anything about the whereabouts of my classmate's mother.Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. Perhaps his mother might be long dead.And didn't she tell me that night, hoping that I would help take care of her son. It looks like a mother reluctant to part with her son. "Li Zheng said, suddenly bit his lower lip, and paused. I looked at Ji Yan, and his face was also gloomy. Compared to the fact that both of them remembered my mother, I had no choice but to bow my head and remain silent. The possessor will never understand the psychology of the loser. Li Zheng finally continued: "I searched all the books I knew, but there was no definite answer about this matter. Every time I asked my classmates, he still sighed and said that his father had been crying for a long time every morning. pain. I didn't say anything, so I naturally knew why. This strange thing has troubled me for half a year, until one day, I received a news that surprised me. The mother of my high school classmate actually came back. When the classmate told me the news excitedly, I was taken aback and asked him repeatedly if he was sure. "Of course I'm sure, yes and double negative!" He replied happily, and said that he had dinner with his mother who came back from abroad yesterday.He also happily showed me a photo with his mother. A very beautiful mother indeed. But definitely not the woman I saw that night! Who was it that I saw that night?Or what? The classmate's mother came here for a short stay, and left soon after. Before she left, she wanted to see her ex-husband. She heard that they had gone through divorce procedures, but she was stopped by her grandmother, so she had no choice but to go back. I am still troubled by what happened that night. Not long after, I heard from a classmate that his grandmother was seriously ill.He also refused to go to the hospital, saying that he would leave his old bones at home even if he died. He was so anxious that he had no choice but to hope that I could go over and help. He thought it was no wonder that their family had long since cut off relatives. Rich people are either crowded with people, or they are spurned by their relatives.It seems that the classmate belongs to the latter. It is said that most of the relatives who borrowed money were cursed and returned after being given a sum of money by his grandmother, and they were often cursed behind their backs.The reason why their family is rich is actually all due to the good management of the old man's hard-earned family property. The old man was much older than the last time I saw him. Although he was in a coma, he still called his son's nickname.As soon as I went over, she grabbed her hand. Quite a familiar feeling. Unexpectedly, an old man who was on the verge of death had such great wrist strength. "Son!" She yelled hoarsely, and the shrill and heart-shattering cry made me jump. After yelling, the old man's consciousness seemed to be much clearer. He looked at his grandson and then at me with beseeching eyes. "Please take care of my son, please." I was shocked after hearing this. The old man had died, and the hand that grabbed me before he died was weakly released.Looking at her face, I was full of doubts. There was no mole on the corner of her mouth. After helping my classmates with the funeral.I was surprised to find that my uncle was able to go to the field.The bond between him and the bed he used to live on seemed to be severed, and the discomfort disappeared, but he had to spend a lot of time exercising and losing weight. Although my grandmother passed away, my father's recovery to health also made my classmates more happy than sad.Not long after, his mother came back again. Although she did not remarry, she maintained a good relationship with her uncle. When I came to visit my classmate’s house again, I couldn’t help asking if there were photos of the old man when he was young. The classmate thought about it for a long time and said yes, so he took out a very old photo album during a burst of rummaging. . I saw a picture of a cheongsam. The woman inside is young and beautiful, with a mole on the corner of her mouth. She is the woman I saw that night. "Why didn't your grandma have any moles later?" I asked, pointing to the photo. "I heard that beauty moles were popular at that time, and grandma liked to wear fake ones every day." The classmate replied with a mutter. It turned out to be false, and it turned out that the woman was actually the grandmother of a classmate. In the conversation with my classmate's mother, I learned something more. "My mother-in-law dotes on her son a little bit. She can't tolerate me. No matter what I do, she doesn't look down on her. She will come out and criticize me if I have a quarrel or quarrel with the child's father. She always dislikes the food. I can't do well, and in her eyes, no one is allowed to take away her position in the heart of her son." The classmate's mother said truthfully. "According to my ex-husband, he slept with his mother until middle school. His father-in-law passed away early, and his mother-in-law never remarried after raising a child. It was not easy, but it seemed a bit sick. She liked to hug her son on the bed. , coaxing my son to sleep, until my son was a little annoying himself. In the end, I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I had to escape from this house and go to a foreign country.” I finally understood what was going on. The old man was too worried about his son. When his son fell ill because of his wife's departure, her thoughts were actually attached to the bed. The old man stubbornly thought that he just needed to hold his son in the same way as before and he would be fine.Being hugged like this at night made my uncle's body actually depend on the bed, just like a child relying on his mother's arms. It's unimaginable, but it makes sense.Of course, since it is the mental body, that is, the so-called soul out of the body, the control of natural strength is a bit poor. As for why they appear in that way, it is probably because the images that appear in the minds of women when they are old are the most beautiful when they were young. So when the old man passed away, my uncle's illness naturally healed. The matter ended satisfactorily, and the most important thing is that I solved the doubts in my heart.But there is one last one left. " Li Zheng stopped and didn't speak again. Ji Yan smiled. "You mean whether the things produced by people's ideas have entities, and whether they can really touch real objects." Li Zheng nodded. "I don't know. In fact, the most unknown thing in this world is often the person himself. Many people say that the most comfortable sleeping position for people is to put their legs and power up on their side. The position in the womb, because that position is the most secure. Maybe the old man thought so too. "Ji Yan finished speaking. I saw two familiar people approaching directly in front of me. Before I could speak, a white and beautiful jade hand touched the hat that Li Zheng was wearing. Because his hair was too ostentatious, he must insist on wearing a hat when going out.Li Zheng and Ji Yan looked back at the same time. The owner of the hand is Li Duo.On the contrary, I am looking forward to it very much. Seeing the encounter between the two brothers and sisters, I wonder if Li Duo can still recognize them.