Chapter 434 (Catching Bugs)
Yunmian woke up in the middle of the night.
She climbed out of the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, sat on the bed, tilted her head and looked quietly at the quiet night outside the window.
She no longer heard the sound she had heard a thousand times in the night.
The old man whispered furtively, the man had lewd fantasies and laughed evilly, the woman struggled and cried for help...
There was nothing. The only thing that was quiet was the occasional late autumn night breeze blowing outside the window.
Yunmian hugged her knees gently in the same posture as before when she squatted in the corner, rested her chin between her knees and arms, buried her head, and listened quietly to her own breathing.
After a whole night of tossing and turning, nearly half of the night of anxiety, and the gaming nightmare where she couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams, Yunmian could only maintain this posture to create a narrow space for herself with her small body.
Only by listening to her own breathing could she clearly feel that she was still alive.
Only then could her mind remain as rational as possible at this time.
That woman is his mother.
Yunmian buried her head in her arms, closed her eyes, and thought quietly to the sound of her own shallow breathing.
She lived a really good life.
She has parents, money, and a big house. This should be a big city. Everything here that is unfamiliar is everything she has in her life.
This body is also called Yunmian. As the mother of this body, she knows that I am her daughter.
She even knew that I was from another world.
I stabbed her with a knife to hurt her, but she dodged it but didn't pick up the knife to stab me back.
I bit her arm until it bled, but she didn't slap me like others did.
She carried me to the bed. The bed was soft and her arms were warm. She leaned over and put on my shoes.
She said: "Mianmian, I am your mother."
But...why are you telling me now that you are my mother?
Why are you hugging me now?
Why... didn't he appear earlier, even if it was just one reincarnation earlier...
Yun Mian took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and silently looked at the layout of the room under the warm orange night light.
She saw many, many photos of herself and the woman not far away. In the photos, she was always smiling and leaning on the woman.
She saw the dolls beside the bed, a little pig that seemed to have been held for a long time, and a few other dolls, all of which were very cute.
She saw the two game coins on the puppy tray, shining brightly under the warm light.
besides……
Every trace in this room seems to be related to me.
In other words, it is related to the other Mianmian who woke up from this body.
These ones accepted this mother, were close to her, loved her, and enjoyed her company.
Just like a small flower blooming again and again for its gardener to see.
She turned into seeds that kept blooming, but always bloomed the same flowers, as if she was afraid that the gardener would forget about her.
But the gardener seems to miss the blooming of a flower.
Yun Mian slowly hugged herself. She didn't know how many times her body had repeated this action. She just tilted her head and stared at the photo of mother and daughter under the lamp beside the bed, looking at it quietly for a long time.
It was so long that the system went from secretly observing to mustering up the courage to step forward and carefully tell her about the tragic life of the woman named "Yun Jinxing" in that world.
"Mianmian... She hasn't given up on you. Don't hate her anymore. You will be very sad in the future if you do this." The system flew in front of her and whispered to her, "Mianmian, don't be sad."
After the system finished speaking, it had actually prepared itself mentally to be hit out by Mianmian again.
But it was not beaten out. The extremely aggressive child who had just woken up at night seemed to have all the sharp thorns on his body removed by the light of the small orange lamp. After hearing its lengthy explanation, he did not react in any other way.
She just tried to hug herself again, her eyes were empty, and she curled up in the messy quilt, as if she would break at the slightest touch.
Seeing her like this, the system felt a little panicked and couldn't help but fly closer, wanting to cling to her, just like comforting her in many other worlds. As long as it clinged to her, she would feel less sad.
But when it flew closer, the child on the bed moved slightly.
She reached out and grabbed it.
In her nervous wait, she asked softly in this empty room, in the not-so-warm bed, "But...if I don't hate her, what should I do?"
Her voice is so soft.
There was no emotion, no questioning or unwillingness, just like a wisp of light mist that drifted away. The system tried so hard but could only capture that little bit of confusion in this sentence.
The same 5-year-old soul, in another 5-year-old body, asked in a small voice: "How can I love her if I don't hate her?"
The system looked at Mianmian's empty eyes and suddenly became quiet.
It also suddenly realized that this Mianmian... was not loved by anyone.
It was born out of resentment and hatred after a woman was tortured and destroyed, and was born with the fruit of "sin".
Her soul was trapped, and she could only reincarnate again and again in the game copy of that village, and be reborn again and again...
No one loved her and no one wanted her.
She has her own name, but others call her a wild bastard.
She has never seen her mother. Since she was born, she has been trapped in a twisted, deformed and sinful family.
She has obviously tried very hard, but she still stumbles and doesn't grow up.
No one gave her love, so she couldn't learn what love is.
Maybe her sister loved her? But her sister had a hard life just like her, so she couldn't love her and couldn't love her. She was just another her.
She also wanted to have a mother, but she could only imagine what her mother looked like by listening to other people talking about her "crazy mother". Then, relying on her poor imagination, she asked again and again the person who only existed in her fantasy why she abandoned her?
She doesn't even have a correct sense of right and wrong. She doesn't know where her mother is, she doesn't know how pitiful a woman who is trafficked and tortured is, she doesn't know how sinful and damnable the family that tortures women is, and she can't even tell whether she hates or loves her mother.
Because she has no mother.
The system was not good at speaking. It looked at Mianmian, who was hugging her body as if she would break if touched lightly. It tried hard to search but could not find a word that could be used to comfort her at this moment.
It wanted to say to her: Don't cry, your mother is outside the door, guarding you at the door.
It wants to say: You love your mother very much, you are a very kind and lively child, you are your mother's favorite baby.
But there were so many things it wanted to say, but it couldn't say a single word.
It was held in Mianmian's palm. After struggling for a long time, it finally showed its light screen in silence, and then showed Mianmian the scene outside the door that it had scanned.
Yun Jinyi, who had closed the door and left earlier, did not sleep in the guest room.
She stood outside the door, watching over the children inside.
She wasn't playing with her phone to kill time, she wasn't in a meeting or working, she was just standing there.
"Tomorrow morning, she will make you breakfast, a delicious breakfast with sweet and soft rice cakes and sweet milk porridge. She will also take you out to play, touch your head, sleep with you, and..."
The system's chattering ended with the child's concentration.
She stopped looking at the screen.
She buried herself again.
Yun Mian didn't want to hear those because she had never gotten any of them. She had never even heard of the names of the food that the system mentioned.
What a strange word and what a strange person "mom" is to her?
But when she woke up and stabbed him with a knife, she still recognized him at a glance.
But what was Yunmian thinking at that time?
Yunmian herself doesn’t know.
The night always magnifies many emotions. Yun Mian doesn’t understand this, but she really hates the darkness and also hates herself for being full of jealousy.
A child who has never received love will not be able to control her jealousy even if she just sees a smile on another child's face.
Even if that smiling face also belongs to me.
With her head buried, Yun Mian licked the tears at the corner of her mouth with her tongue; they tasted salty and bitter.
But she shed such tears for many, many nights, and she repeated the action of hugging herself like this many, many times.
I never got a hug from my mother.
This time...it's the same.
"I don't know her." Yun Mian spoke to herself in a low voice.
She had actually gone a little crazy a long time ago.
She wanted to kill the other person, but at the same time she was jealous of her previous self.
She bites people until they bleed, but she wants the person being bitten not to care and to hold her while enduring the pain.
She threw the ball of light away again and again, and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart as the other party approached her again and again.
She kept denying the relationship between her and the other party as her mother, but when she saw the figure at the door, her heart was filled with pleasure.
She buried her head, crying while trying hard to force a smile. She maliciously wondered what would happen if she left now, and resentfully wondered why she had to leave so soon.
She had finally managed to break free from that world, and she had finally managed to see her mother. She was reluctant to leave so soon, and she wanted to breathe a few more breaths of different air in this different world.
It seemed that this way she could stay alive a little longer, instead of quietly rotting and stinking in one cycle after another.
The door of the room was gently pushed open from the outside.
The noise made by this door is very small, so small that children immersed in their own world will not notice anything.
Yun Jinyi closed the door again. She was not surprised to see the little guy who had been forced to sleep before was now sitting on the bed and curled up in a small ball.
Yun Jinyi walked slowly towards the carpet.
The child with his head buried remained in that position motionless.
But she might have sensed someone approaching, even though her perception had long been dulled by repeated reincarnations.
When the system saw Yun Jinyi coming over, the uneasiness in its heart suddenly fell, and it quickly popped up what it wanted to say on the light screen.
It said that it hoped Yun Jinyi could comfort Mianmian and be close to her.
This is the only way the system can comfort Mianmian in so many worlds.
Yun Jinyi stood beside the bed, blocking most of the light from the small orange lamp that was scattered on Yun Mian.
Perhaps the child who buries his head but keeps his eyes open can clearly see the shadow that suddenly covers him.
But she just didn't move.
But he couldn't control himself. Like a thief who was afraid of being caught, he hid quietly in the darkness, holding his breath for fear that the owner of the house would discover his intrusion.
She didn't even notice that she had held her breath unconsciously. Her eyes, which had been filled with tears, were now wide open, and she nervously looked through the gap in her arms at the shadow that was getting closer and closer.
Until her breathing suddenly stopped.
At the same time, her cold body fell into an equally cold embrace.
The back of her head was gently held by someone's hand, and her forehead and nose were buried in the visitor's cold embrace. The light of the small orange light that was originally obscured fell silently on her again, illuminating her small hands that were silently clenching the other person's clothes with extraordinarily clear clarity.
The system had already taken the opportunity to fly out and squatted on the windowsill not far away, looking at the cold moonlight outside the window, and made up its mind to study hard in the future to learn the ultimate subject of how to comfort sad children.
It’s different from waking up in the middle of the night to a cold, empty bed.
Yunmian was awakened by the heat.
She sat up from the bed with a messy head, and saw the system light ball jumping around and telling her that the so-called mother was afraid that she would wake up from the cold, so she turned on the air conditioner to full blast while she went to cook.
Yunmian pursed her lips and wiped away the sweat on her forehead after being woken up by the heat. Following the system's guidance, she found the air conditioner remote control and lowered the temperature.
"Put on your shoes, Mianmian. Put on your shoes quickly. The heating in this city starts very late. If you step on the floor, you will catch a cold easily even if there is air conditioning in the house. Have you heard that the cold starts from the soles of the feet? Put on your shoes quickly..."
The system kept nagging her and asking her to put on her shoes first.
But Yunmian just won’t wear it.
She also found the system annoying, so after putting on her shoes, she stuffed it into a corner with a pursed mouth, and blocked all the ways for it to come out with other things.
"I don't like you." Yun Mian squatted in the corner where the system was blocked, looking down at it. There was still a lot of malice hidden in her clear eyes, and her soft voice became cold and hard: "Don't chase me, I'm not another Yun Mian, I'm different from them, if you follow me again, I will smash you to pieces!"
system:"……"
The system looked at Mianmian, whose expression was particularly unfamiliar, and was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears.
The malice that had just been revealed on Yun Mian's face suddenly froze, and she looked a little dazed at the moment.
Yunmian never thought that one day she would hear a ball collapse and cry...
It was completely different from the game system light ball she had seen in countless reincarnations.
But the other party was crying so loudly and miserably...
Yun Mian pursed her lips, silently concealing the fierce expression on her face, then moved the blocked passage a little, stood up and left expressionlessly.
Tch, it makes her act like she is bullying it more, so annoying!
Yun Mian sat on the stool, holding her chin with her hand, and despised the ball of light countless times in her heart, but her eyes always unconsciously glanced towards the door.
As the system cried, her mind unconsciously began to recall the memories of last night.
The child's back teeth were constantly clenched and unclenched by her. Finally, she clenched her fists in hatred and warned herself in her heart: Don't be moved by the other person's temporary kindness. She is now called Yun Jinyi, not the Yun Jinxing of that world, nor her own mother.
Her love is shared among many people, so what am I?
Yun Mian separated herself from other memories in her mind again and again, and then the waves in her eyes calmed down little by little.
But when someone walked in at the door, Yun Mian's originally calm mood suddenly became agitated again.
Those scenes of death that were desperately painted with blood again and again in reincarnation and death, finally turned into the scene of the woman walking towards him with breakfast in her hand.
Yun Mian froze on the bench again, without any of the arrogance he had just shown after bullying the light ball.
Even when she heard the sobbing sound of the light ball, she inexplicably avoided Yun Jinyi's gaze with a guilty conscience.
Although she soon regained her confidence and glared back with extra ferocity.
"I beat it until it cried!" Yun Mian raised his face with his chin held high, his tone and eyes full of provocation.
It's like a naughty kid who breaks the glass and acts so confidently that he's afraid he won't get beaten.
But these superficial provocations could not conceal the stubbornness in her tone and the uneasiness deeper in her eyes.
At least, as a mother, Yun Jinyi would never fail to see through her daughter's guilt and lies.
So the fierce Yun Mian got an answer that made her unable to be fierce.
"It's your ball, what does it have to do with me if it cries?"
Yun Jinyi not only answered this, but also picked it up and stuffed it into the arms of the stiff child in the even sadder voice of the system, and said in a cold voice: "Tell it to shut up."
Yunmian: “…”
I beat it until it cried, and it still wants me to comfort it??!
She looked at Yun Jinyi in disbelief, unable to imagine that this woman could be so cold and heartless!
If I cried in that world, would she be so indifferent? ?
Yunmian could not control her thoughts, so her eyes became more and more accusatory. Finally, she pinched the light ball and asked angrily: "You and I think differently at all!!"
This is not the mother I imagined!
Yun Jinyi stuffed the chopsticks into her hand, and then said, "You and I think differently."
Yunmian: “…”
She couldn't help but wonder what she was like in this woman's heart.
Is she well-behaved? Cute? Obedient and sensible? Or...something else beautiful?
Anyway, it must be completely different from the unreasonable and crazy appearance now, right?
"Does she treat other Yunmian like this?" Yunmian suddenly looked at the ball of light in her hand.
The system was startled by her sudden question, and the crying stopped. After a long while, it answered honestly in a low voice: "No, it's different. She has always been very gentle to Mianmian."
Yun Mian sneered, but didn't make any more noise. She picked up a bun with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth. Even though her tongue was burned, she frowned, endured the pain, chewed hard and swallowed it.
But the grievance and tears in her eyes were well hidden by her lowering her head.
While eating, she had a sarcastic conversation with herself in her heart: See, you still have expectations, and you think you are really her beloved child, but in fact I am not at all.
She was so gentle to other children and kind to other girls, but what about you? Has she been very nice to you since you appeared? Has she ever coaxed you gently?
You are not the kind of girl she likes.
You are just a thief who occupies this body.
She doesn't like you, even if your name is Yunmian, she won't love you.
I, Mianmian, am not the Mianmian she loves. I am just a little wild creature who was abandoned and died in the cycle of reincarnation.
The haze in Yun Mian's eyes became thicker and thicker. The system accidentally saw it and was so scared that the light on its body flickered intermittently. It squatted aside obediently without saying a word, and even dared not to open the light screen to seek Yun Jinyi's help.
I think I said something wrong just now, so Mianmian...
Mianmian was angry again.
The system was afraid and annoyed. It didn't know how many times Mianmian had experienced the cycle while awake, but both it and Yun Jinyi could see that something was wrong with Mianmian.
She seemed...like she was really broken.
Even though she had a healthy body in this world, her soul seemed to be broken, so she exuded a rotten smell from the inside out.
The system doesn’t know how to make Mianmian get better little by little.
It can only place its hopes on Mianmian's mother.
But why did Mianmian’s mother treat Mianmian in this memory differently?
The system didn’t understand, it could only anxiously guard Mianmian like a fool, fearful and worried.
The breakfast was quiet but not pleasant.
In fact, the atmosphere between Yun Mian and Yun Jinyi has never been relaxed since they opened their eyes last night.
When Yun Jinyi left for a short while with the dishes and chopsticks for dinner, Yun Mian immediately jumped off the stool and began to look around the large bedroom.
The light during the day was much better than at night, enough for Yunmian to see clearly the vague outlines of last night.
Photos on the bedside table, game coins on the pig tray, dolls on the bedside table, all kinds of children's clothes in the closet...
The system shivered and huddled not far away. For some reason, it felt that every time Mianmian looked at something, it wanted to smash and tear it into pieces.
But every time it thought Mianmian would really do that, she did nothing but raised her hand, touched it lightly and then moved away.
The system can't understand this cotton cotton.
It didn't dare to get close, for fear that it would say something wrong and make Mianmian angry. It was also afraid that it would talk about other memories of Mianmian and make her sad.
So it hid far away, but "hid" itself in a place where Mianmian could see it in a blink of an eye.
Yunmian had no idea about the system’s tangled and worried thoughts.
She really wanted to destroy these "beautiful" things.
She wanted to make a mess of the house and make the woman regret leaving her alone here.
She also wanted to see the woman angry, or expected her to expel her from this body.
But Yunmian thought about it over and over in her mind until her heart spasmed and ached. She just reached out her hand and touched it lightly with restraint.
It seems that this way I can touch the "beauty" that I don't even remember.
It seems that the little kid with a smile on his face in the picture is really myself at this moment.
She looked at this exceptionally beautiful photo. In the photo, the child was held on her mother's back with her hands wide open, as if she was about to fly to a higher blue sky. Such was the happiness and freedom that no small photo could capture.
The smile is extremely annoying.
The conspicuous mother-daughter outfit on her body was an eyesore.
Even the blue sky, grass, and even the tree next to them in this photo, which had nothing to do with the mother and daughter, were an eyesore in Yunmian's eyes.
She wanted to tear it apart.
But her fingers stretched out and then retracted.
When I turn my head, I can see myself in the mirror not far away, and I look exactly the same as in the photo.
Yunmian pursed her lips tightly, and finally sat in front of the flowerpot that looked so childish and naive, and began to wonder why Mianmian didn't use this flowerpot to plant something before.
good evening.
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Qi Qi 10 bottles;
4 bottles of Yansi Sheng;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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