Mother

[When the car accident happened, seven-year-old Sang Jiyue was sitting drowsy in the back seat of the car, holding a bottle of warm milk in her hand, which was prepared by her mother.

She doesn't like drinking milk, but her mother said she would make an exception and let her drink strawberry-flavored milk tonight. She is still growing and needs a lot of nutrition to keep her frail body healthy.

Sang Wanyu was talking to her stepfather Shen Haoming in the passenger seat. The elegant and calm lady's voice rose slightly, which was unusual for her, and she seemed very angry.

Sang Jiyue, who was about to fall asleep, opened her eyes and just shouted "Mom" when she saw the car suddenly bumping and a large truck was coming towards them. At the critical moment, Shen Haoming suddenly turned the steering wheel and the passenger side of the car hit a thick tree. The front of the car shattered, the glass flew, and the person in the passenger seat was unrecognizable.

Sang Jiyue saw the tilted head and the bloody face.

She screamed first and then lost consciousness.

Her frail body was too frightened to stay awake.

When I woke up again, it was already a month later.

When she opened her eyes, Sang Jiyue saw her mother sitting beside the bed and smiling at her.

Mom used to be always busy, but since she woke up, she can finally see her mom every day.

Sang Jiyue was super happy.

Until that rainy day, in the church, the priest was praying, the people who came to the funeral were silent, and Sang Jiyue, who was smiling happily, was carried out by the family doctor, who told her over and over again that she was hallucinating and that Sang Wanyu had been dead for more than a month.

She was fed an unknown pill.

Mom is missing.

Sang Jiyue was stunned for a long time, then she went crazy and threw everything in the bedroom at the father and son: "You killed Mom!"

No one believed her except Jiang Wangxi.

Sang Jiyue, who was locked in the bedroom, cried and said to him: "Brother, it was, it was Uncle who killed Mom. Uncle Shen drank that day... He was not sober..."

No one could prove Sang Jiyue's words, and the dashcam was destroyed in the car accident.

She retrieved the damaged dashcam and asked Jiang Wangxi to help her repair it. In her heart, her brother could do anything.

The boy helped her repair the dashcam as promised, and the scene of the car accident was reproduced. It was indeed risky for Chen Haoming to drive, and he did not see the oncoming truck when he was arguing with Sang Wanyu.

Just when he was about to collide, his survival instinct took over and he turned the steering wheel to save himself.

This doesn't mean anything.

There was nothing they could do.

As the spouse, Shen Haoming inherited all of Ms. Sang's property.

Sang Jiyue was angry but helpless. Her mother was an only child and her grandparents were old, so they also needed Shen Haoming to stabilize the group.

In Sang Jiyue's eyes, this father and son are ugly parasites.

Mom said that she got married for love. Chen Haoming loved her so much that he was willing to marry into her family and change his son's surname to Sang. He also asked Sang Huai to protect his sister forever.

…

Regarding the car accident, Chen Haoming and Sang Huai said countless times that it was just an accident, but he did owe Sang Wanyu and Sang Jiyue.

A natural disaster has struck, and Shen Haoming is unfortunately infected with corpse poison.

Before his consciousness faded, Shen Haoming saw his son, and he asked Sang Huai to keep his promise and protect his sister forever.

Sang Huai hates his father's past actions, but he will fulfill his father's last wish.

But he didn't expect that Sang Jiyue would later become his lingering nightmare. The weak and evil Dodder would cling to him tightly, wanting him to be buried with her for that ridiculous incident from many years ago.

Even though the current Sang Jiyue is not quite the same as the Sang Jiyue in the plot, the plot given by Qi Si cannot be wrong and must have really happened.

Sheng Xingzhou finally understood why Sang Jiyue scolded Sang Huai like that.

Sang Huai kept saying that he hated what his father did, but he enjoyed his comfortable life with peace of mind.

Seeing that Sheng Xingzhou remained silent, Sang Jiyue couldn't help but frown.

She knew in her previous life that the bastard Sang Huai had buried his bastard father next to her mother's grave. She hated him so much, but there was nothing she could do.

Now that she is reborn, it will definitely not be easy for her to stay with her mother again.

She will lie in this position from now on.

Sang Jiyue pulled out the shovel and continued digging with an expressionless face.

Sheng Xingzhou suddenly came to his senses. He stood beside the pit and reached out to Sang Jiyue: "I'll help you."

Sang Jiyue handed him the shovel.

Sheng Xingzhou lightly grasped her wrist and brought her out of the pit, then took the shovel from her hand and took some time to dig out the zombie corpse with its head chopped off.

Sang Jiyue stood on tiptoe to look, but Sheng Xingzhou blocked her view with his hand and said gently, "Don't look, it's full of maggots."

"He deserves it." The girl grinned widely, "He's a rotten person from the inside out."

"It's rotten." Sheng Xingzhou agreed and said softly, "Leave this to me. You go back to the hotel first. I've already cleaned up the room and boiled some water. You can take a shower first and I'll cook for you when I get back."

Sang Jiyue took out the dagger with his backhand: "I'm going to chop him into pieces."

"He is dead, but someone is still alive." Sheng Xingzhou was furious with Sang Huai when he thought of the last sentence in the plot.

Sang Jiyue didn't expect Sheng Xingzhou to say that. Her smile deepened: "You're right."

After saying goodbye to her mother, the girl skipped out of the cemetery with her dog.

She looked very happy, with her hair ends flying.

After watching Sang Jiyue's back disappear, Sheng Xingzhou finally dragged the body out of the deep pit. He held the rotten leg in one hand and led the whole body towards a weed-covered corner.

The surroundings became quiet, with only the sound of men waving shovels and digging the soil, which sounded a bit eerie and scary.

Sheng Xingzhou was no longer afraid.

…

When they returned to the hotel, Sang Jiyue had already prepared dinner. She made instant noodles and, for the first time ever, took the initiative to make a bucket of noodles for Sheng Xingzhou.

Sheng Xingzhou quickly took a cold shower. Seeing her bored and waiting for him, he sat across from her and asked, "Is this really all you want to eat?"

"It's late." Sang Jiyue yawned: "Hurry up and finish your meal and go to sleep."

Sheng Xingzhou glanced at him and said, "But you don't like spicy food, so how did you make spicy noodles?"

"What's wrong with me?" Sang Jiyue asked back.

"I thought your taste was more towards light." After cooking for her for a few days, Sheng Xingzhou had figured out the taste to some extent.

Sang Jiyue brushed off the layer of chili oil on the soup and replied, "I have a bad stomach, so I can't eat spicy food often, but that doesn't mean I have a bland taste."

"Will you have a stomachache after eating this?"

"It's okay, I have stomach medicine."

Sheng Xingzhou looked at her small schoolbag, which was filled with many small white bottles. The labels on them were all in English and contained professional terms that he couldn't understand. He only knew that they were all medicines.

He remembered that in the plot he had seen, Sang Jiyue had hallucinations, and she had fed him sleeping pills before. He couldn't help but think about it, and the more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became.

It happened that Sang Jiyue had eaten half a bucket of noodles and pushed it in front of him. She took out a few small white medicine bottles from her schoolbag, poured out a tablet from each one, and swallowed it with her head tilted back.

Sheng Xingzhou's heart sank: "Why are you taking medicine again?"

Is he sick again? What is it?

He seemed to have seen her taking medicine before when he was in Yanhui Mountain, but the frequency was not high, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But now he felt scared.

If Sang Jiyue gets sick, he won’t be able to treat her. Is it too late to study medicine now?

Sang Jiyue felt baffled and didn't want to answer, but she looked at Sheng Xingzhou, who looked serious, and said, "Vitamins. I didn't eat much tonight, so I'm going to replenish my energy in advance to be prepared."

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" Sheng Xingzhou said worriedly, "It's okay to tell me if you're sick."

Sang Jiyue's forehead twitched, a little annoyed. After all, no one would be happy to be told they were sick. She endured it and said, "I haven't had an illness for many years, don't worry."

"What if I get sick?"

In her previous life, she was forced to stop taking psychiatric drugs early on, and she was used to her mother's occasional appearances, but Sang Jiyue felt that she was already fine.

But when Sheng Xingzhou asked, she deliberately frightened him and said very viciously: "Then just wait for me to stab you to death. I'm super fierce."

Sheng Xingzhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything will be fine as long as she doesn't hurt herself.

Sang Jiyue looked at him with a pursed mouth, seemingly dissatisfied with his reaction.

Has she been too friendly recently? Sheng Xingzhou doesn't seem to be afraid of her anymore.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and after dinner they went back to their rooms.

Sheng Xingzhou was tired after a long day and fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow. Just when he was feeling drowsy, he suddenly heard a loud dog barking.

Sheng Xingzhou woke up immediately.

The fact that Dafu calls it that can only mean one thing.

Something happened to Sang Jiyue.

The door was locked by Sang Jiyue. Sheng Xingzhou kicked it open and saw Dafu pacing anxiously, but there was no one on the bed.

Sang Jiyue... is missing?

wrong.

Sheng Xingzhou reacted and immediately opened the door of the wardrobe. There were no clothes in the wardrobe, only a curled-up girl. Her eyes were open, but they were empty, and big tears rolled down from her eyes.

She was mumbling something.

Only when he got closer could he hear clearly that she was calling for her mother.

It must be because I went to Ms. Sang’s grave today and it brought back some bad memories for her.

When Sang Jiyue was ill, she was neither angry nor noisy, but she just kept crying. Sheng Xingzhou held her shoulders and stopped her uncontrollable trembling.

Sang Jiyue looked at him in confusion.

"Ayue, should you take medicine?" He was a little at a loss, but still calm. He reached for his schoolbag and took out all the medicine bottles inside.

Sang Jiyue murmured as if waking from a dream: "Yes, my mother also asked me to take medicine."

She skillfully touched a medicine bottle, but it was empty. It was finished before the end of the world and there was no restock.

She sniffed and started crying again.

Sheng Xingzhou took it and took a look. He couldn't understand the English on it, but he knew the hospital must have the medicine Sang Jiyue needed. He quickly wrote down the labels and said, "There's a hospital nearby. I'll find some medicine for you. Get some sleep. I'll be back soon."

Sang Jiyue didn't say anything, just looked at a certain place, kept crying, and still called for her mother like before.

Sheng Xingzhou's heart was in a knot. He picked up Sang Jiyue and took her to the closet in the next room. After closing the closet door and then the door of his room, he rushed out.

Time passes little by little.

Sang Jiyue looked at the pale, bloody face in the darkness, accompanied by the hideous, grotesque ghosts rushing towards her. She almost collapsed. She pushed open the cabinet door and ran out.

Dafu, who had been guarding her, hurried to catch up with her.