The puppets' stage play

Chapter 176 The illusory past

In a slightly dimly lit room.

The boy's eyes were closed tightly, and he lay on the bed with a face full of pain. The sweat on his forehead kept sliding down his plain face, and the pillowcloth under him was still soaked through.

Suddenly, the closed door in the house was pushed open, and a little girl walked in.

The little girl had bright eyes and was wearing a pink floral skirt. She ran to the boy's bedside with light steps. She looked at the boy who looked in pain and stretched out her hand.

Bang, a crisp sound sounded in the house.

"It hurts!" The boy woke up from his dream in pain. When he saw the smiling girl with wandering eyes, he couldn't help but get angry.

"What are you doing?!" he yelled loudly, raising his fists in a demonstration.

"Brother, I have good intentions! You seem to be having a nightmare," the girl retorted, with a look of grievance on her face and tears in her eyes.

The boy then remembered that this was his sister. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed and quickly apologized to her, otherwise he would definitely be scolded when his parents came back.

After a while, the girl burst into laughter and patted the boy's shoulder generously to show her magnanimity.

The boy smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand to open the curtains, and looked out the window. He lived on the second floor by the window, so he could see the outside world at a glance.

At this moment, the sky outside was red, and there was an inexplicable roar coming from the sky. Listening to the sound, the boy felt extremely depressed, as if something big was about to happen.

"...Brother, what's wrong?" The timid voice in his ear drew the boy's attention back. He no longer thought about the vision on the horizon. He turned his head to look at his sister's worried expression, and suddenly noticed the other person's face. Somewhat unreal.

A strange feeling sounded in his heart. He shook his head, a little funny at his own thoughts. How could that be his sister.

He felt that he was sleepy and looked at the alarm clock beside the bed. It read 2: in the afternoon.

"It's a rare holiday, so don't stay at home. Let's go out for a walk." The girl looked at the boy's thoughtful look, grabbed his hand, and made a sincere suggestion.

The boy was quite moved, but there was still some hesitation on his face. This hesitation was seen by the girl. She happily picked up the boy and ran out. The boy only had one thought in his mind at the moment.

She is so strong!

The two of them changed their clothes for going out and walked out of the door. They saw a large crowd gathering on the street. They looked at the sky solemnly with worried faces and were still talking to each other.

On one side of the street, I don't know which neighbor turned up the sound of the TV.

The boy listened carefully and heard the calm voices of experts. They said that this was a rare spectacle seen in a century. It was caused by an asteroid passing by the red star. There was no need to worry...

He felt slightly at ease, but looking at the crowds of people who chose to go out in unison, an idea suddenly came to his mind. This scene looked like the animals were fleeing from the disaster, and their instinct prompted them to find a safe place.

The boy chuckled, feeling that his idea was outrageous, but...

"Brother, your hands are sweating a lot." The girl next to him exclaimed, and the boy suddenly realized that a lot of sweat had escaped from his palms at some point.

He smiled awkwardly and looked at the sky subconsciously.

Then... the sky split open, revealing a dark and deep gap, and some kind of silent wailing sounded in his heart, one after another, and he stood stunned in the room without making any movement.

The surrounding crowds all moved in unison. They were like sculptures in a shopping mall, motionless.

The sound disappeared at some point, and a blue light flashed across the sky.

The sky gradually healed, and the boy's dull thoughts gradually calmed down. People's noisy voices came from around him, yelling, crying, and voices of despair kept coming. He looked around him blankly.

But the figure of the girl who was supposed to be holding his hand has disappeared, as if it didn't exist in the first place.

Before he could get nervous, panic arose, and everything in front of him was instantly overturned.

A person will feel numb under a huge shock. He can only stare blankly at everything in the distance, while his brain subconsciously matches himself with pictures that fit this scene.

It was a scene from an animation that I had seen. A big tabby cat was grabbing the carpet and constantly lifting it up and down, with a proud smile on its face. A mouse had to run on the constantly undulating ground, trying to avoid the threats behind it. .

That scene was embarrassing and ridiculous, and I laughed heartily. But now that I was faced with a familiar scene, I couldn't laugh anymore. My heart felt like it had been penetrated by some kind of huge chisel, leaving only a sense of nothingness and confusion.

He was in the air with some people he knew and some he didn't know. People's expressions were dull, and they had not yet recovered from the impact of this scene. The ground was like a 'swimming blanket' that kept rising and falling.

Just like a child grabbing a corner and dancing vigorously, as for the densely packed 'rats' or 'ants' on it, he did not consider it.

The boy screamed as he looked at the crowd who were gradually coming back to their senses. He opened his arms in the air and felt a true freedom that he had never felt before. A little touch temporarily diluted the fear in his heart.

Lifting into the sky, lifting into the sky, lifting into the sky, he had never been so close to the sun. He reached out longingly to grab the 'flame', getting closer step by step, and then stopped at a certain distance.

The wind in his ears gradually became noisy. He grabbed it a few times in vain, but saw that he was getting further and further away from it.

He suddenly realized that he was falling, like a fleeting meteor that would eventually burn everything.

"Hehehe..." He let out a laugh that he didn't understand, and fell to the ground while screaming.

His vision was dim, and he saw his follow-up in the darkness. Fortunately, he landed in a location with a buffer device, and was found by the search team and taken to an orphanage.

Among the sallow, skinny, and frightened children, he appeared to be the calmest, so he was elected as the "squad leader." After the disaster, people searched for survivors while arranging for respected elders to provide education.

And he was able to 'go to school' again and receive an education.

‘Elementary school’, ‘junior high school’, ‘high school’, ‘college’, the girl who called him brother seemed to have never appeared in his life.

Maybe he couldn't bear to see his good luck. Even after passing the 'university' exam, he still wasn't reused.

"Your studies are too superficial and your intentions are too serious. If it were a peaceful time, you would still be able to find a place that would hire you. Now..." The young man walked out of a house with a calm face, whispering in his ears. The examiner's evaluation of himself vaguely sounded.

"I am Langton *Bode, I am a famous linguist, and I want to meet your top manager!" Passing by a certain camp, a neatly dressed man with blond hair and blue eyes said to the guard warmly.

The young man glanced at it and didn't pay much attention.

There are people like this every day who want to be valued based on their knowledge in the past, but only a few can be recognized. I don't know if they are the former or the latter.

Time goes by, and the boy gradually becomes middle-aged. Sometimes he always feels that part of his time has been stolen. Unfortunately, even if he asks others, he will only get the answer that you just think too much.

On this day, he stayed in the room and carefully looked at a piece of information in front of him. This was collected by several people around him in an attempt to get him to join the other party's family, so he also had to understand the other party's preferences and life. Get used to pleasing each other.

The closed door suddenly opened, and the middle-aged man suddenly realized that he had nothing that needed others to pay attention to, and he didn't think that any big shot would come to him.

"...Brother?" A voice of joy reached his ears. His hands trembled, and he turned around in disbelief. In front of him was a figure who had grown up, but could vaguely see his previous appearance... .younger sister? !

The woman ran over excitedly and grabbed the middle-aged man's hand, her eyes filled with tears and her face filled with indescribable joy.

"Finally...finally...I found you...brother." She burst into tears, her smile showing both grievance and satisfaction.

The middle-aged man looked at her intently and murmured, "Xiaojun..."

"Yes! Xiaoyun is here!" The woman burst into tears and smiled, staring at the other person closely with her eyes full of nostalgia.

"Where have you been all these years..." The middle-aged voice was trembling. He stared at the person in front of him, feeling complicated and confused.

"After that sudden disaster, I was lucky enough to escape the 'earth lift', but I was carried away by the fleeing crowd to another city. I encountered some difficulties there, but I was able to overcome them all."

The woman deliberately spoke in an understatement, but it was not easy for an immature little girl to live alone in a foreign place where no one knew her, so the middle-aged man listened silently.

"Simply, I met a kind-hearted person, and he helped me..." The woman paused, with a happy expression on her face. "Then, I fell in love with him, and then..."

The woman rubbed her belly gently, with a motherly smile on her face.

"The little one will be born soon. Then let my brother be the child's teacher." Only then did the middle-aged man notice the woman's bulging belly. For some reason, he had not noticed it before.

A smile appeared on his silent face, and his eyes were a little deep.

"Brother, I just heard the news about you when I came back. I want to invite you to our city to participate in... my wedding with him. I wonder when you will be free?"

The woman paused for a moment and looked at the middle-aged man eagerly. Her face was full of longing for her family's permission, and her eyes were shining.

The middle-aged man stared deeply at the woman in front of him, and his expression became calmer bit by bit.

"I'm very grateful for your invitation, and also very grateful for your trust in me. Since the news of my parents' death came, this is the first time I feel the remaining warmth in my heart." His words were extremely calm, but at this moment Seems a little indifferent.

The woman's face gradually stiffened, and she looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief.

He could hear a voice in his mind getting louder and louder. It was trying to tell him a fact, and he repeated it with complicated eyes.

"I never had a sister" the voice stopped suddenly, and his eyes were extremely melancholy and... sober.

The woman covered her mouth, tears bursting out, but even so, she still showed a smile, and then floated away like a line of green smoke.

"Dude..." the middle-aged man sighed, watching as black cracks appeared in the house in front of him, and then gradually expanded, creaking and creaking continued, and then darkness flooded everything.

Song Sheng woke up from his long dream. He opened his eyes, and Dora, who had been waiting for him for a long time, helped him up. The feeling of sadness lingered in his heart for a long time, but his eyes were extremely firm.

"Dude, even if the memory is false, the relationship between us will not change. I am still your 'uncle'"

The sound was loud and clear, as if showing the master's determination.

............

Qi Xiu looked to one side if he was aware of it, and then said to Liang Bailian who had just said something shocking.

"Bai Lian, have you ever heard of compensation psychology?"