Han Dong walked into the bedroom, first came to the desk, put aside the books borrowed from the library, took out his homework and started writing;

More than half an hour later, my sister's shout came from the living room: "It's time to eat!"

Han Dong rubbed his sore eyes, packed up his homework, took the book borrowed from the library, left the room and walked towards the living room;

My sister was serving dishes in the kitchen. Han Dong first went into the bathroom to wash his hands, and then sat at the dining table.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, shredded peppers, and a vegetable soup, which looks very delicious. For an ordinary family, it is already a good dinner to have two dishes and one soup and one meat dish.

"Let's have a meal." The sister washed her hands from the bathroom, looked at Han Dong, and whispered.

Every day, my mother works overtime and will come back very late. My sister is responsible for cooking and Han Dong is responsible for washing dishes. Usually, two people eat together. There are only a few days when they can have dinner with their mother.

While Han Dong was squeezing the rice, he opened "Luke Dream" and started watching it.

The two of them didn't say a word when they were having a meal, and the atmosphere was a bit dull, but Han Dong had become accustomed to it. After quickly turning the book over, Han Dong sighed in his heart. This book did not help why he repeatedly had the same nightmare;

Han Xiaojie looked up at the book Han Dong was flipping with a strange look, but she didn't say much, just slowly squeezing the rice grains.

The two of them finished all the food in silence. Han Dong began to clean up the dining table and took all the tableware to the kitchen to wash it.

After washing, Han Dong returned to the dining table and picked up "Luke Dream" and returned to the bedroom;

Having left this book that was useless to him, Han Dong picked up several other books and flipped it up. An hour later, Han Dong threw away all the books in anger, sighed, lay on the bed with his hands on his head, and didn't know what to do for a moment!

Although the contents of these books are related to dreams, they have almost no help to him. One of them involves nightmares, but it was just mentioned briefly and did not explain in depth. This hour was a waste.

"What should I do? I won't go into that nightmare again tonight. I can't move even if I move in the dream. I can only wait for death. It's too frustrating. If I can move!"

My mother has not come back yet, and my sister has been staying in her room. There is no sound at home, and she is a little lifeless.

Han Dong was lying on the bed. After a while, he felt a strong sense of fatigue surge, and his consciousness began to become a little blurred;

I was confused, and I don’t know how long it took, but the low gasp suddenly sounded in my ears again;

"Ho ho, ho ho~"

Han Dong's heart sank and opened his eyes like horror. Sure enough, he came to the room in the nightmare again. Outside the open door, a blurred figure limped back and forth;

"Move, move!" Han Dong roared in his heart, but his body was stiff and unable to move. At this moment, a burning pain suddenly came from his neck, which made Han Dong unable to help but "ah". Subconsciously, he raised his right hand suddenly and covered his neck.

...

The acupuncture-like pain disappeared inexplicably. At this time, Han Dong realized that he could move.

Han Dong sat up and looked at his hands, with an excited look in his eyes.

At this moment, Han Dong suddenly realized that the low gasping sound had stopped at some point.

Turning his head and looking at him, the zombie had turned around and stood five or six meters away from the door. He looked at himself with a pair of scarlet eyes, his eyes full of greed and tyranny;

Han Dong was shocked, his body seemed to be full of vitality, and he bounced straight from the bed and rushed towards the open door;

Roar ~

The zombies discovered Han Dong, waved their hands, dragged their right leg, and limped towards Han Dong. The rotten face was full of ferocious expressions.

Only then did Han Dong see clearly that the zombie's hands in front of him had turned into sharp claws like wild animals, with nails more than three inches long, shining with a metal-like cold light.

Han Dong and the zombie rushed towards the open door almost at the same time, and a rotten smell came over, and the zombie exuded a disgusting and unpleasant smell.

Bang!

Han Dong rushed to the door, used all his strength to swing the open door hard towards the front, and then Han Dong pressed his whole body against the door, pressing his feet against the floor, and pressed his back tightly behind the door;

Zombies kept hitting the door, and bursts of sharp claws were scratching through the door, making Han Dong feel chill all over;

Bang!

Another powerful force came, and Han Dong's body rushed forward with the impact of the force. A gap appeared in the door and shining light shone in.

Han Dong subconsciously pressed the door again at the fastest speed, and the room fell into darkness again. The power of this zombie exceeded Han Dong's expectations. The push and collision just now was almost equivalent to an adult man's impact with all his strength. Han Dong felt that he could not hold on for a few strokes at all.

Lock, lock it quickly!

A left hand was free and he groped in panic. Han Dong remembered that he had seen the door with locks and latches before. As long as the door was locked, he would be temporarily safe.

Fortunately, fate did not abandon Han Dong. After a while of rushing, he finally successfully closed the door lock. With a "click", the momentum coming from the door suddenly decreased a lot. He continued to plug the latch in. Han Dong breathed a long breath and sat down against the door with some force;

"I...I succeeded!" Han Dong felt a little relaxed in his heart. Although he was separated from the zombie by a wooden door, a sense of security arose. As soon as he was relieved, Han Dong sat on the ground and gasped heavily.

The zombies outside the door were still slamming the door with relentless reluctance. The sharp friction sound of the wooden door scratching with their claws made Han Dong a little upset. Fortunately, the wooden door looked quite solid. The zombie should not be able to break through in a short period of time and is temporarily safe.

"Why can I move suddenly?" After getting out of danger, Han Dong was a little surprised why he could move. You know, he had to go into a nightmare twice before, even if he tried his best, he could only move his eyelids. His whole body was like a corpse, and he couldn't move his stiffness on the bed.

"It's the bite mark on the neck!" Han Dong suddenly remembered that before he could move, the burning pain coming from his neck seemed to trigger some switch, so that he could move in this nightmare.

At this time, there was no pain on the neck, but Han Dong still subconsciously touched it;

"What is this..." Han Dong's face changed. The skin on his neck where the zombie bite before was slightly raised, as if it was traces left after being injured.

It was too dark around, and Han Dong could not check the traces on his neck. Listening to the zombies outside the door roaring and roaring, and touching the bulging scars on his neck, Han Dong suddenly felt his blood rushing up, and he had the urge to destroy them everywhere;

Calm, calm down!

Han Dong suppressed the urge to destroy everything and tried to recall all the details of the room he had observed from the corner of his eyes before when he was lying on the bed.

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