"Our Aya sings so beautifully."

The father in the dream has no face.

He knelt on the ground, tinkered with the flowers in his hands, and spoke in an extremely gentle voice.

"Dad, can I turn back?" After hearing her father's words, Aya stopped humming and asked with some anticipation.

Aya's little feet standing on the ground rubbed the earth, like a groundhog digging into the soil, digging a small hole under her feet.

"Not yet."

"Keep it here, like this, and like this again." After Dad rejected Aya, he muttered to himself.

After a while, my father smiled and said:

"Okay, you can go back now~"

Before Aya could turn around, her father could not wait to put the object in his hand on Aya's head.

Suddenly something heavy appeared on her head. Little Aya subconsciously raised her hand to touch the top of her head and raised her gaze upwards.

"wreath?"

As she said this, Aya excitedly turned around in circles, showing her father how she was wearing a wreath.

"Does it look good, Dad?"

"Of course, our Aya is the cutest! The prettiest!"

"Hey, thank you dad."

After being praised, Aya happily hugged her father who was kneeling on the ground and pressed her cheek against his father's face.

Feeling his daughter's intimacy, the father suddenly felt a little disappointed.

"Sorry, I can't play with you often."

"dad......"

Aya's expression also became a little lost like her father's, but the sensible little Aya still wanted to comfort her father and gently rubbed her father's head with her face.

"it does not matter."

"It's been a long time since I played with my dad. I'm so happy!"

"Oh, it's quite rare. You two are playing together?"

While Aya was comforting her father, Aya's mother walked towards them step by step.

Although the pictures are all gray, this does not affect the beauty of the woman.

The woman with long hair shawl and an exquisite necklace, wearing a dress, slowly walked up to the two of them.

She pursed her lips slightly and smiled.

Her proud figure can be seen at a glance.

It is worth noting that the mother in the dream has a face, but the father does not.

"Look! Dad made me a wreath!"

Aya ran to her mother excitedly, took her hands, and shook her up and down, with a clear smile on her face.

"Oh, she's so beautiful. Whose daughter is so beautiful?" Aya's mother crouched slightly and shook her arms in coordination with her daughter.

"Have you been playing with dad today?"

"Yes." Aya answered her mother, then turned to look at her father. "Dad, we want to play together tomorrow too."

"Well, okay, let's go with mom next time, and the three of us can play together."

"Okay, then I'll cough, cough, cough, cough." My mother stopped mid-sentence when she suddenly started coughing violently.

Aya immediately looked at her mother worriedly, but her father was still sitting on the ground without making any movement.

"No, it's okay, my old habit happened again, cough, cough, cough."

"You are too weak, don't force yourself." Father stood up slowly and warned.

"Ask Maria to bring the medicine. You will feel better after drinking the medicine."

At the mention of Maria, Aya's mother's expression changed instantly.

She frowned, bit her lower lip, and said coldly: "No... I'll get the medicine myself."

After saying that, my mother squatted on the ground gently.

"Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you okay?" Aya immediately said worriedly.

"I worry you. Mom is fine. Don't make that bitter face. Aya's smiling face is the source of mom's strength."

"If Aya doesn't smile, my mother will feel very uncomfortable."

Although the mother was already feeling very uncomfortable, she still managed to cheer up and comfort her daughter, not wanting her to worry.

"Mom...then I will listen to my mother." Aya showed a somewhat forced smile.

"Yeah, today's dinner is Aya's favorite steak."

When she heard that she wanted steak for dinner, the young Aya immediately put down her worries and jumped lightly.

"Awesome~ I like to eat the steak made by my mother the most, right dad."

"Hahaha, yes, your mother's steak is unique."

The wind was blowing, the surrounding flowers and trees were dancing with the wind, and Aya's smiling face was frozen in this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Aya's monologue appeared in the minds of the four people.

【I was so happy then】

[Although Maria is here...the whole family is happiest when the three of them are together]

[My mother has already fallen ill and passed away, and the happiness at that time was already...]

"Ahhhhh!"

Suddenly, a short scream, like a magical sound, broke into everyone's ears.

Zhang Feng covered his ears, but the voice seemed to appear directly in his mind. No matter how hard he tried, he could not eliminate the voice.

"what sound?"

Aya, who was sleeping soundly, immediately jumped up from the ground and looked nervously at everything around her.

"The scream just now...could it be dad's?"

Aya thought like this and slid off the bed neatly.

"This guy doesn't even take off his clothes when sleeping." Zhang Feng returned to the screen and complained sharply.

Everyone: "..." Is this the point? What do you want to see? Hey!

"What happened? Go to daddy quickly." Aya's confession became a mission reminder, telling them where they needed to go.

So far, the script has been empty and they still don't know what to do.

After getting the prompt, Brother Wang planned to go out, but Zhang Feng stopped him.

"Don't worry, let's explore the rest of the place first, just in case we can find something."

However, Brother Wang did not listen to Zhang Feng's words. He just walked quickly to the door and reached out to push the door open.

I have a bad feeling...

Arriving outside the door, everyone saw what this place looked like for the first time.

The place where Aya is located seems to be a castle.

The corridor is spacious and majestic.

The ceiling above the head is decorated with gorgeous murals and exquisite carvings, which seem to tell ancient legends and history.

Looking forward along both sides of the corridor, the stone railings and pillars are scattered in an orderly manner, exuding a solemn atmosphere that has passed through the years.

Through the tall stained glass windows in the corridor, the bright moonlight casts down, weaving gorgeous patterns on the gorgeous carpets laid on the ground.

After walking a few steps, everyone noticed that ancient oil paintings and sculptures were hung on the walls along the way, adding a cultural and artistic atmosphere to the corridor.

However, for some unknown reason, there was no light source except the moonlight in the corridor, and all the candles and oil lamps were extinguished.

They sit quietly on the wall, in front of the stand, silently.

"Dong dong dong."

Aya's footsteps echoed in the corridor.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped.

Because, she heard a strange sound.

"Hehe, hahahaha!"

"What?"
To be continued...