The child's father looked at the child with serious eyes.
"Do you understand?"
…
The child was too frightened to react.
…
The mother of the child patted the child gently on the back.
"Listen to daddy."
"Stop mentioning the man-eating sheep, okay?"
…
The child nodded blankly.
But I really feel aggrieved and unwilling.
"Why?"
The child murmured.
"Why can't we say that sheep eat people..."
"it's wired……"
…
"You who say this are even weirder in the eyes of others!"
The child's father said a little angrily.
"Do you know..."
"There are no human-eating sheep in the world!"
Is that still a sheep?
That's not a sheep at all.
…
"I-"
The child subconsciously wants to refute.
He saw man-eating sheep!
…
"Everything you see is fake!"
The child's father said categorically.
…
The child was stunned.
He wanted to refute.
But I was intimidated by my father's aura.
He opened his mouth.
But I can't make any sound.
…
"Remember what dad said."
The man looked seriously into the child's eyes.
"alright."
"It's getting late."
"It's time for you to rest."
"It's just a cold, you need to get enough sleep..."
…
The child's mother pulled the child from her arms.
Then let him lie down on the bed.
…
"Mother……"
The child subconsciously resists.
I want to get rid of my mother's hand.
…
Regardless of the child's resistance, the woman forced the child into the bed.
"good."
The woman helped the child tuck the quilt in slightly.
Keep children wrapped up tightly.
The child was so pressed that he could not move.
Having just recovered from a high fever, the child cannot stand a little wind.
…
"Go to sleep."
The woman touched the child's furry hair.
"Good night."
…
The child was still staring at the woman.
The woman reached out and covered the child's eyes.
Then "pull down" the child's eyelids.
"Go to sleep."
The woman did not take her hands away immediately.
But I feel that the eyelashes on the palm of my hand are trembling less.
She slowly let go of her hand covering the child's eyes...
…
"Go to sleep."
The mother of the child sang a lullaby to her child in a low voice.
It was also a song she often sang to her children in the early years.
…
The soft and melodious music floated gently in the room.
By the time the song was over, the child had fallen asleep.
…
The woman stood up.
She and the child's father walked out of the child's room.
The child's father turned off the light in the child's room.
In the darkness, the child breathed shallowly.
Sleep soundly.
…
The couple returned to their room.
Even if the night falls deep, even if they have to get up early to catch the train the next day...
But they did not fall asleep immediately.
They can't sleep either.
They sit on the bed.
Relatively speechless.
The expressions on his face are somewhat complicated.
A rather depressing silence spread around the two of them.
…
"happy-"
"happy-"
The two of them spoke together in perfect harmony.
…
"You speak first."
"You speak first."
The two spoke in unison again.
…
The two of them were slightly stunned.
Then he looked at the other person and smiled.
Their mood became slightly more relaxed.
…
"You speak first."
The child's father spoke first.
…
"You should tell me first."
The child's mother shook her head.
After that point of speaking, she actually didn't know how to speak.
…
The child's father was slightly startled.
Then nodded.
"Fine."
"I'll say it first."
"I think we want to say the same thing."
"Lele..."
"Is he okay?"
There was obvious concern on the child's father's face.
"Is he frightened by the monster he imagined?"
"Is there still a shadow left?"
"My parents said Lele had nightmares before."
"But wasn't it fine when we were in the hospital?"
"I haven't had any nightmares."
"Why did you come back..."
"Just a nightmare?"
…
"yes."
The child's mother nodded slowly.
"Nothing happened after so many days in the hospital..."
"Why do you have nightmares again when you get home?"
"So many days have passed..."
"Why do you still have nightmares?"
…
"Um……"
The child's father frowned.
"Lele... was very frightened."
"besides……"
The child's father frowned even more tightly.
"What Lele said..."
…
Speaking of this, the child's mother's face became even worse.
"That kid... just talks nonsense."
"It's been so many days and I still remember that incident."
…
"Isn't this another nightmare?"
The child's father smiled bitterly.
It’s hard not to think about it.
…
Child’s mother:……
"...Really, why are you having nightmares again?"
…
"Let's talk to our parents tomorrow..."
The child's father thought thoughtfully, "Let them watch the child and stop mentioning the fact that he saw the man-eating sheep..."
…
"Um."
The child's mother nodded.
"I hope Lele won't have nightmares anymore."
…
"Do not worry."
The child's father pats the child's mother's hand.
"It's not a big deal."
"How can I have nightmares every day?"
…
The child's mother's lips moved.
Isn't this a big deal?
If this is true...
This is a big deal.
The child saw with his own eyes the passing of a human life.
Still in that cruel way.
…
"...I still can't figure it out..."
The child's mother knocked on her head.
"How could the child see such a terrifying hallucination?"
She really doesn't understand...
If hallucinations are what a person thinks in his heart...
Bah bah.
How could her child think this?
…
"Even if he sees hallucinations..."
The child's mother looked at the child's father, "Isn't it supposed to be a fairy tale about a family of three, including Father Bear, Mother Bear, and Baby Bear, living a happy life?"
…
The child's father shook his head.
There was a hint of gloom between his eyebrows.
He doesn't know either.
He just hoped that this nightmare would leave the child as soon as possible.
The child should forget this nightmare as soon as possible.
Just pretend nothing happened...
…
The couple slept for a while at dawn when they heard the loud crow of cocks.
…
They got up immediately.
With the child in mind, the couple didn't sleep well.
They go downstairs.
In the kitchen, I found the old man and the old lady who were already busy making breakfast for the family.
…
"What's wrong?"
The old lady discovered something keenly.
"Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Why do you look so bad?"
…
The child's mother subconsciously touched her face.
Does she really look bad?
…
unimportant.
The child's mother puts her hands down.
"Mom, Dad..."
The couple told the two elderly people about the nightmare the child had last night.
…
Both old men opened their eyes wide.
The more they listened, the more serious their expressions became.