Chapter 485: Traces(1/2)
In the plot, Aya left everything she owned in the room.
She put on her shoes again, took care of her clothes and hair, and then stepped into the portal.
Although everything she did seemed stupid to Zhang Feng and others, outsiders like them really couldn't interfere with Aya's actions.
It wasn't until Aya came to a different space that the right to use her body returned to everyone's hands.
However, this time it is no longer Fat Sister who controls Aya, but Brother Wang.
"What's going on? A sudden substitution at the last minute?" Aya looked at her hands in confusion.
Moving her wrist, she was surprised to find that her right arm seemed to have regained consciousness.
"Something's wrong, this story is not that simple." Zhang Feng looked at the fat sister who was teleported back.
She seemed to have suffered something terrible.
At this moment, she was huddled in a ball, squatting on the ground, trembling.
There was fear in her eyes, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.
The cold sweat kept flowing down as if it was free of charge.
"What do you mean? Wouldn't it be over after rescuing my father? Is it possible that there could be something else?" Brother Wang said as he raised his head and looked at the appearance of the different space.
The surroundings were like a starry sky or the universe, pitch black without any light source, but strangely, Aya felt that she could see everything clearly.
The red floor beneath my feet was made of rhombus-shaped fragments. The floor was floating in mid-air, and it seemed that if I stepped on it accidentally, I would fall into the endless abyss.
"No, it's definitely not that simple. Do you still remember the name of the script?"
Zhang Feng asked.
"It seems like, Crazy Father? That's his name, right?" Brother Wang said casually.
"Yes, you are right, but from beginning to end, do you think this script reflects any concept of 'Crazy Father'?"
After Zhang Feng's prompting, Brother Wang also clearly noticed that something was wrong.
yes.
The script is clearly called The Crazy Father, but until the end, it is just a little girl named Aya saving her father.
There is no crazy feeling at all.
"Besides, something is wrong. According to normal logic, Fat Sister should be the one to control Aya's body, but now Fat Sister has shrunk into a ball inexplicably."
Zhang Feng stared at the fat sister who seemed to be going crazy. He didn't know what she had gone through. Anyway, it was definitely not a good thing.
"what's the situation?"
"To put it simply, our fat sister has experienced some indescribable fear that has caused her to be unable to think and speak normally."
"Well, and... Fat sister, you have been muttering...it hurts?" Li Ya walked to Fat Sister's side and comforted her gently.
Unfortunately, her comfort did not have much effect, and the fat lady still had the same expression as if she was facing the Lord of the Old Ones.
"It hurts? Could it be that Fat Sister was decomposed while traveling through a different space?" Zhang Feng touched his chin, thinking.
At present, it seems that this is the only possibility.
"Hey, hey? Why did a blood mark suddenly appear on my arm?" Just as Zhang Feng was thinking, Aya's words interrupted Zhang Feng's thoughts.
At this moment, on the screen, Aya was raising her slender arms and observing carefully.
There was an extremely obvious scratch on her white arm, and blood was dripping out from the back of her hand.
It looked like it had been scratched for a while, but not much time had passed...
Aya had been looking at her hands just now and happened to not notice the marks on her arms.
"A bloodstain... It seems to have been left in a hurry, but I always feel that Aya wants to tell us something, but we can't see it yet." Zhang Feng muttered.
He could feel that the blood marks on his arms must be trying to tell them some news.
Is it to prove that the space is torn? So there is a wound?
Or maybe this scar represents something else.
"Well, let's not talk about anything else. This place is like a world in a storybook. I have never been to a different space before. This is my first time!"
Aya looked around excitedly.
Although there was actually nothing in the surrounding space, she was very interested.
Aya took a small step forward and came to the edge of the plane. The next moment, red light emerged from the soles of her feet. One after another, like a magic circle, red platforms appeared at Aya's feet one after another. spread to far distances.
The movie-like magic special effects were vividly displayed in front of Aya, leading her little feet to take a step forward.
The end of the platform that suddenly appeared was connected to a smaller portal. Aya had a hunch that if she got into the smaller portal, there would be no way back.
Zhang Feng: "Anyway, let's go in and take a look first. Whether it's a mule or a horse, it has to be pulled out and run around."
Aya nodded her head and walked into the portal with small steps.
A white light flashed, and three familiar people appeared in front of Aya's eyes.
Dad was lying on the red platform in a state of embarrassment, with dust and scars everywhere on his body.
My mother, who was neatly dressed except for the blood stain on her left chest, squatted quietly beside my father, her eyes filled with resentment.
As for Maria.
She was lying dead not far away, with her face on the ground, and she was also in a miserable state.
From a distance, Maria seemed to have fainted.
"Mother."
"Aya" took a small step towards her mother, her eyes full of sadness.
"Aya, you're still here." Mom slowly stood up, lowered her head, and turned towards Aya.
After Aya saw her mother's face, she immediately rushed over excitedly.
It was the excitement of a child when he saw his deceased mother.
Zhang Feng and the others could feel that kind of joy even though they were separated by a screen.
"Mother!"
Aya screamed excitedly. However, the moment she was about to hit her mother, a strong energy burst out from beside her mother, knocking Aya away.
However, Aya was not injured. She fell on her back, but seemed to be gently lifted up by a different force, and her whole body was unharmed.
"You can't come over..." Mom pursed her lips and responded in a low voice.
"Why! Why did mom do this?" Aya couldn't accept it and covered her chest.
It was clear that her mother was already in front of her, but she couldn't hug her mother.
"Aya, you're already here, so you saw it on the way here, right?"
"What has this man done..."
The mother looked back at the man lying on the ground, her voice was extremely cold.
"I can't let him continue his dirty research, Aya, you think so too, right?"
After hearing her mother comment on her father's research, Aya felt that the impression of her mother in her mind seemed to have changed.
"You are lying......"
"Mom, aren't you the one who understands Dad best? What you can't forgive is not the research, but Maria, right?"
Aya slowly climbed up from the ground with her slender arms. She tried to get closer to her mother, but the invisible repulsion made it difficult for her to move forward.
"Because mom loves dad, she can't stand dad being with other people."
"I can understand my mother, because I also like my father, but I always feel that my father has been taken away from me."
Speaking of this, Aya's expression changed.
The previous confusion gradually turned into loss and fear.
"When I think about my father being snatched away by others, I am so scared that I can't breathe."
Aya's words caused her mother's silence.
She knelt down and looked back and forth at her father who was lying on the ground. After a long time, she smiled.
"Haha, hahaha, she is indeed our daughter."
"You understand very well."
"Yes! Everything is what you said. I can't forgive your father and Maria for being so flirty with each other."
Aya was still young, so she could not fully understand the resentment in her mother's words. She only knew that her mother had always loved her father.
"Mom, do you still love dad? You clearly love dad, why do you still let him suffer!?"
Emotions are very complicated, and how can a teenager understand them...
In Aya's eyes, the mother looked gloomy, shook her head slowly, and muttered:
To be continued...