Tat... Tat... Tat... Tat... Tat...

The whole world fell into silence, as if only the water droplets were left, and the rhythm was even in three seconds.

Tat… Tat… Tat… Tat… Tat… Tat…

The sound joint of the water droplets is significantly accelerated, as if the person in the dream suddenly encounters a nightmare and his breathing is instantly accelerating.

Tattoo... Tattoo... Tattoo... Tattoo...

The sound of water droplets becomes more and more rapid, like shooting, from point shooting to strafing.

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In a moment, countless water drops became extremely dense, like beans sprinkling from a high altitude.

There is no high altitude, no beans sprinkled.

The space is dark and confined, and the suffocating sound of water drops comes from nowhere.

The cold wind whizzed across the clouds, causing the water curtain to chaotic direction, and the living person's heart was broken.

Suddenly, a pale hand reached out in the mud.

A hand full of desire to survive.

He struggled to pull out muddy pieces, like a drowning person, and wanted to pull out a glimmer of hope.

call!

A woman covered in muddy stood up in the position where she pulled her hands.

Long hair covered, and you can't see your appearance clearly.

My hair that had not been trimmed for many years was already knotted and hung up to the bottom of my chest in a mess, and was covered with mud and dripping.

The situation is indescribable.

Huff!

The woman gasped loudly like a bellows.

The right hand that I had pulled before was still in the position of pulling, keeping getting closer and getting closer...

This hand was directly touched Jiang Yue's face.

"Yue'er, it's so cold..."

Jiang Yue suddenly realized that his whole person bounced up like a spring. Because of his movements, he carried the rattan chair under his butt to the ground and hit the coffee table next to him, and he pounded and became a mess.

There are bright windows inside the house, and there are blue bricks and green tiles outside the house.

Where is the rain curtain muddy? Where is the woman covered in muddy?

Jiang Yue rubbed his temples with both hands, shook his head at a fast pace, trying his best to get rid of the nightmare scene just now.

It's this dream again...

It's only four days since April, and this dream has appeared for the seventh time.

Whether you take a nap or have a deep sleep, this dream always comes.

Come without a shadow, go without a trace.

Is it just a dream?

Jiang Yue rubbed his cheeks hard. The pale hand touched the cold touch on his face, it was tide and sticky, as if it had actually happened.

Especially...

The moment the touch happened, the woman's disheveled and cold and helpless look was deeply frozen in Jiang Yue's mind and clearly preserved.

Bang!

When Jiang Yue was in a daze, something suddenly landed on the ground behind him.

Looking back, it turned out that an old photo frame on the big red rosewood in the middle of the main hall fell to the ground for no external force.

Vintage ancestral home, vintage incense table, vintage photo frames.

The glass in front of the photo frame was broken and broken. Fortunately, the photos inside were fine.

This is a 20-inch family photo, slightly yellowed and looks a little old.

The family of four is full of happiness in the photo. Jiang Yue is also in the photo. He is holding an apple in his pink little hand, and he is just a seven or eight-year-old young master.

Jiang Yue carefully observed the scene and was full of confusion.

The incense table is about forty centimeters wide, and is placed in the center against the main wall of the main hall. The photo frame is always placed against the wall on the right side of the incense table.

The first thing Jiang Yue did when he returned to Panshiling’s old house from the city the first thing he did was to clean it up inside and outside. He wiped it and cleaned the inside and outside of the old house.

Naturally, he wiped the photo frame carefully, and he placed it back with his own hands. Jiang Yue remembered clearly how to place it and where it was placed, so he could restore any details at that time.

Even if the photo frame slides down, it should slide on the incense table, rather than jumping over the forty-centimeter-wide incense table and landing directly on the ground.

To achieve the effect of falling on the spot, unless the photo frame will be somersaulted.

"Sure enough, when the Qingming Festival comes, are there any strange things in Guli one after another?"

He carefully picked up the family photo from the glass slag, and was about to turn around and find a broom dustpan to deal with it, Jiang Yue suddenly stared at the photo.

Without any signs, Jiang Yue suddenly had goose bumps all over his body, and beads of sweat as big as beans spread on his forehead, and even his breathing became more and more rapid.

The images left by the woman in the nightmare scene in Jiang Yue's mind slowly overlapped with the woman in the photo.

"Mom?" Jiang Yue lost his voice.

My teeth were clenched tightly on my lower lip, and my body started to tremble unscrupulously.

Jiang Yue never expected that the desperate and helpless woman in his dream was his biological mother who had been missing for ten years!

No!

If you compare carefully, there are still obvious differences.

In the photo, the mother is intellectually capable and solemnly integrated with kindness. She looks like she is about the early thirties, which is the wonderful years of a woman's life.

The woman in the dream had a disheveled face and looked in her forties or fifty years. Her eyes were frightened and helpless, and her heartbreaking despair flowed.

but--

Jiang Yue, who has always paid attention to details and never forgets her eyes, repeatedly compared her facial features, height of cheekbones, and proportion of three or five eyes...

But it is completely certain that it is indeed the same person!

This is strange.

Missing ten years ago, his mother, who was in her early thirties, entered his dream repeatedly at her age of forty or fifty, cried and asked him for help!

Jiang Yue always likes to think about some strange and mysterious things, and naturally has some understanding of the interpretation of dreams.

Most people who appear in dreams will only stay in the past.

Especially when a deceased person appears in a dream, he is most likely the way he looks when he was still alive.

Ten years ago, when his mother and her archaeological team disappeared mysteriously, Jiang Yue was only eight years old. The appearance of his mother in this family photo is basically Jiang Yue’s final memory of his mother.

Jiang Yue has never seen his mother in his forties or fifties before, so naturally he could not have an impression, and there is no reason to appear in his dream.

Jiang Yue held the photo and was stunned, forgetting the glass fragments on the floor.

"Second brother, second brother..."

There was a cheerful shout from outside the yard, and a thrilling boy trotted through the yard and poked his head halfway at the door of the main hall.

Seeing Jiang Yue in the house, he was immediately surprised. A bear rushed to Jiang Yue, with joy in seeing his relatives for a long time.

The boy is about eleven or twelve years old, with healthy bronze skin, a pair of black eyes that seem to be able to speak, and with their tall nose unique to the old Jiang family, the whole body exudes the unique wildness of rural children.

The child is the only son of Jiang Yue’s third uncle’s family, whose big name is Jiang Tong and nickname is Sangou.

Uncle San and his wife have been working in developed cities over the years, and their grandparents are not alive. Sangou's child stayed in his hometown without anyone taking care of him, so they have been fostering at their sister-in-law's house in the town.

It was rare that there was a long holiday in Qingming Festival. The little guy found out early that his cousin Jiang Yue was going back to his hometown in Panshiling to pay homage. He took him back to Panshiling a few days ago.

Unfortunately, my sister-in-law opened a small shop in the town. She was the most busy with business during the holidays, so she really didn't have time to take him back to Panshiling dozens of miles away.

This naturally cannot defeat Sangou.

On the Qingming Festival, he got up early and walked alone dozens of miles of mountain roads and returned to Panshiling. Once he returned to the village, he didn't even go back to take a look at it, and then he plunged into the old house of Jiangyue's family.

"Sangou, didn't my sister-in-law say that the store is busy and she doesn't have time to bring you back?"

Perhaps because of the bloodline, although these two brothers are five or six years apart and are almost unable to see each other, they have nothing to say about their relationship.

Every time I go back to my hometown, Sangou sticks to Jiang Yue like a gummy, wishing she could tie it to her second brother's waist.

Jiang Yue was also very spoiled for this little cousin, saying that he was a cousin, but his feelings were no different from his own brothers.

Facing his cousin's questions, Sangou scratched his head, and did not want to confess that he had sneaked back from hiding his sister-in-law, but changed the topic.

"Second brother, who is the woman who went out just now?"

"I just talk nonsense! I've always been alone, so who can go out?" Jiang Yue slapped Sangou on the back of the head, just thinking he was playing tricks and avoiding topics.
To be continued...