my neighbors

Chapter 19

Almost lost it all at once.I was amazed at what kind of strength Xiao Ai used to hold the potted flower, and the quality of the potted flower was really not as unexpected as it looked.I don't know what this potted flower is to Xiao Ai. If it's not a dream, Xiao Ai was crying to this potted flower that night, and I don't understand why.The importance of this potted flower seems to be higher than everything else, no matter how much you want fatherly love, it is impossible to achieve this.What the hell is wrong and why?

"Can't you take this potted flower with you?" Si Mu's voice suddenly sounded from behind, my body froze, and I tried my best to make my expression and movements look more natural.

Xiao Ai smiled disappointedly: "Mom doesn't like it." I don't know how to understand this sentence.

As Xiaoai said, Mrs. Hu came to pick her up that night.At this time, Xiao Ai is so well-behaved that she is completely different from before. Maybe it is useless to resist even at this time.I was surprised by my own description, why did Xiao Ai behave like this, and resisted her mother like this, was it just because of a potted flower?Strange things seem to have begun to creep around me.

Everything is as usual, except for a new pot of plants in the house, there is nothing unusual other than that.Si Mu was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the sofa at my house, and no one mentioned the previous incident.I covered him with a quilt, and didn't dare to turn on the TV, so I held two newspapers to read.

I have never liked this kind of thing with a lot of text arrangement, and it is easy to get sleepy when I look at it.Just when I was half asleep and half awake, bowing my head for a while, there seemed to be a strange light sound from the other side of the room, as if something broke something dull, and there was a creepy friction sound.

I opened my eyes, the sound stopped suddenly, and there was a long silence. When it was so long that I was about to fall asleep again, the sound sounded again, fine and continuous, which made my scalp tingle and goosebumps arose.

At this moment, I realized that something was wrong. There was no living thing in the room. What was moving?I dispelled the remaining drowsiness, rolled the newspaper into a tube, held it in my hand, and walked into the room.It might be something like a mouse or a cockroach, and you have to bring a weapon.But I already had a vague feeling that it wasn't some rat and cockroach plague, and those things couldn't make such a sound.

This sound really came from the toilet, which made me wonder for a while whether the sewer was blocked.When I was copying the newspaper and standing at the door of the bathroom, the voice suddenly stopped, there was nothing different, and the silence was terrifying, unspeakably terrifying.what!My back felt cold, and my hand holding the newspaper was a little unsteady.There is a pot of Xiaoai flowers in the bathroom, covered with gauze. My sense of fear stems from the pot of flowers. My intuition tells me that the sound should come from the pot, but what is in the pot? ?Maybe... I got it wrong.

The moment I turned around, I heard it again, the voice suddenly sounded behind me again, but it seemed to explode inside my ears!I quickly faced the potted flower——I think I finally saw the source of the sound, a white thing appeared in the soft soil of the pot, moving awkwardly in the soil, the reason for the strange friction sound It should be the movement of this thing.

It seems to be worms, but do earthworms grow white?The fear in my heart subsided by half, and I slowly approached the flower pot, carefully uncovering the layer of gauze.At this time, I saw what it was, and almost didn't vomit it out: it was maggots!A fat maggot, five centimeters long, was wriggling disgustingly.

I resisted the urge to smash the flower pot, wrapped the fat worm in newspaper, threw it into the sewer and flushed it several times.Then I nervously washed my hands with soap at least ten times, and still felt that dirty feeling through the newspaper was still there.I looked at the potted flower again, with a little fear and tension, but fortunately, the flower pot did not make any abnormal movements again, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

My hands trembled uncontrollably, and I had lingering fears facing the flowerpot.Why is this happening?How could there be maggots in a pot of ordinary flowers that Xiaoai gave me?Is it too much water?

In short, I didn't dare to approach the flower pot again, and slowly exited the toilet.I stood at the entrance of the corridor, watching Si Mu turn over in his sleep.I suddenly felt that it was nice to have such a person by my side at this time.

Almost exhausting all the strength in my body, I sat on the sofa and leaned against the back of the sofa.I told myself repeatedly, isn't it just a bug, it's really shameful that a big man like me is so nervous.Even if I noticed something was wrong, I didn't have the heart to think about it. The tiredness hit me almost immediately, and I put aside all concerns, and I fell into sleep.

Many things in sleep are chaotic.I seem to be in a white world, everything is white, except for the gray low building in front of me, which is full of creepers.I couldn't move, the surrounding was very cold, and some white shadows that I couldn't see clearly flashed by my side frequently.I didn't feel any fear, sadness and despair surrounded me, disturbed all thoughts, unable to think, only to act on instinct.Everything is so inexplicable and so natural.

At the end of the dream, something broke out in front of me, something wrapped around my arms and ankles, pierced my skin, pierced into my flesh, and sealed my head and brain.I think, I'm rooting deeply.A strange idea, but the best interpretation of this strange dream.

I woke up, and what I saw was still the gray ceiling, nothing different, life was still life.This dream is not so much scary as it is depressing and makes me breathless.

The room was filled with a smell of oily smoke. I choked several times, then sneezed and my nose was stuffed.I felt an unprecedented emptiness in my body, hot and cold, even though I was covered with the quilt I prepared for Si Mu.

"Have a cold?" Si Mu's voice seemed to come from a long distance away, hazy.I patted my ears, the side effects of the cold are quite serious.

Sore throat.I couldn't speak, and I didn't answer.I thought our conversation would end here, but I didn't expect Si Mu to open the kitchen door and come out wearing an apron. Unlike in the afternoon, he looked refreshed, but I seemed to have switched states with him, feeling sluggish.

I didn't speak, he was also a man of action, he came directly to touch my forehead, the cold palm was very comfortable.He seemed to be whispering something, but I couldn't catch it, and he went to the medicine cabinet in my house.At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Si Mu stopped moving, and walked over to open the door.I also struggled to get off the sofa, feeling quite top-heavy.

I thought it was Zheng Shutang who came, but I didn't expect Xiao Ai to stand outside in a bloated cotton coat, her little face was flushed from the cold.Her expression was indescribably stiff, and her eyes seemed to have lost their luster.

"Brother Lin Feng, Brother Si Mu, I want...to take back that potted flower." Xiao Ai grinned at me, although it was a smiling expression, but there was no movement of any other parts except the mouth, and there was an indescribably weird feeling.

I couldn't help shivering, my teeth were shaking, but this pain couldn't help me: "Well, Xiao Ai, there is no need to come all the way for this kind of thing. Oh, by the way, that potted flower seems to have maggots... Maybe it's a root. It's rotten, why don't you throw away this potted flower and I'll give it to you in spring?"

Xiao Ai stared straight at me, and answered the wrong question: "Give me..."

I am convinced of this girl.Si Mu didn't ask anything, went to the bathroom and took out the potted flower and handed it to Xiao Ai.Xiao Ai's face finally had some light: "Thank you..."

"It's cold outside...Ah Choo! Look, I've caught a cold." I stroked the top of her hair, "Hurry up and go back. Where's your mother?"

Xiao Ai shook her head, hugged the flowerpot in her arms tightly, and ran downstairs without looking back. I didn't even have time to say anything.At that time, I had an illusion that maybe I would never see the former Xiao Ai again, but this idea really became a reality later.The only thing that remains in my memory is Xiao Ai holding the pot of blooming sunflowers, smiling brightly like the sun

Growing Flowers ([-])

I developed a high fever that night and was too uncomfortable to sleep.I don't remember how many times Si Mu changed the ice pack on my forehead, my head was dizzy, and everything in front of me became colorful, mottled with light and shadow.Whether I was in pain or drowsy, from the beginning to the end, there was a pair of hands with cold palms holding my hand tightly. This movement was so familiar that I was shocked. When did Simu become a part of my habit? , this part seems to exist a long time ago, but I can't recall.

All I know is that I'm terrified of falling asleep, and I can't fall asleep!I don't know where this fear comes from, and I don't know what the sweet expectation in my palm is called.

On another snowy day, the numerous snowflakes stopped suddenly, and the torrential rain mixed with snow foam began to invade S City.The inclement weather with sleet directly caused the temperature to drop again. I almost didn't sleep well all night. Simu didn't sleep at all. As long as I felt a little uncomfortable, he would immediately go up to ask me, which made me feel uncomfortable. I'm a little embarrassed to say it, and I have to grit my teeth and endure it no matter how uncomfortable it is.

It was a sleepless night like this.When I woke up in the morning, I sat up and touched my forehead. Most of the fever had subsided, but the sudden low temperature froze the windows.Si Mu sat at the head of the bed, watching under the dim light of the desk lamp.