Chapter 359 Mom Will Always Love You
When the lights in the live broadcast room were dim and flickering, the atmosphere was terrifying, especially since many netizens knew that the production crew was in a deserted village at that moment. Sleeping in such a shabby room was one thing, but what was the result?
Everyone saw the black, terrifying black thing wriggling and rushing towards the bed. Their hands holding the phone were shaking, and they thought to themselves, I'm just watching Metamorphosis, what kind of supernatural channel did you get me?
Rabbit on the pirate ship: Aaaaaaa! Did you see that? What's that black thing? What's that black thing?!?!
A netizen reacted immediately and quickly sent a line of words, but everyone was scared and no one answered her.
Then everyone saw in the live broadcast room that the dark, thick, terrifying thing was spreading towards the bed, and then it actually crawled up along the bed. Everyone couldn't see clearly what this thing was, but when it crawled onto the bed, everyone suddenly realized what it was.
Lan Xiaomei: It's hair! That thing that's moving is hair! It's really long! Woman's hair!!!
Someone in the live broadcast room discovered the situation, but everyone was really scared. After all, the whole live broadcast room gave people a quiet feeling. In such a quiet live broadcast, the ancient house in the deserted mountains, the thick black hair, and climbing onto the bed, all these added together were enough to constitute all the horror elements.
Everyone was so scared that they dared not speak. They saw that thing that seemed to be real hair, after crawling up along the bed, actually crawled up from Qin Lang's feet. This scene was even more creepy, because Qin Lang did not cover himself with a quilt, but simply used a piece of clothing to cover his chest and thighs. He was also wearing a simple gray sportswear. At this time, the thick black hair was crawling up along his toes, which was extremely terrifying.
The terrifying black thing seemed to have set its sights on Qin Lang, and it slowly crawled from his feet to his chest. When it went up again, everyone saw a hand extending from the thick black hair.
Those hands were truly too beautiful! The blood-red nails on the slender jade-like fingers were even more terrifying to look at.
Two hands emerged from the black hair, and then a human outline appeared from the thick hair. It looked like a woman. Some fans in the live broadcast room were so scared that they couldn't say a word, while others thought it was a hype by the program team.
Qin Lang felt nothing. He lay there in a nightmare. After entering this body, the mental illness that had plagued his body for many years also attacked him in an instant. So Qin Lang lay there and fell into a nightmare after taking sleeping pills.
He didn't know that in reality, he was surrounded by a ball of black hair, airtight. Then, the beautiful hands that seemed to belong to a female ghost gently placed on Qin Lang's cheeks. Then, everyone in the live broadcast room heard a woman's gentle and doting humming.
This seemed to be a southern tune. No one could make out what it was singing, but listening to the humming made them feel drowsy.
The live broadcast room became inexplicably quiet. Even though everyone saw the black mass on Qin Lang's body, they could still see the hands carefully holding Qin Lang's face, humming softly like a mother singing a song to coax her child to sleep.
Qin Lang's brows were originally furrowed, but with the gentle humming, they relaxed and seemed to feel a lot better.
In Qin Lang's dream, someone he shouldn't have thought of appeared. It was the nanny, the nanny who had been sent to prison.
Qin Lang was very hungry in the dream. He was busy looking for something to eat. He finally found the refrigerator in the kitchen. After opening it, he heard a roar the next moment.
"You little thief! You're stealing food from my house again! You're just a starving ghost reincarnated!!!"
Qin Lang, who was standing in front of the refrigerator, turned his head and saw the chubby nanny. She looked like a good person, but actually had a very bad temper. This person scared Qin Lang for a moment, and then he saw her slap him in the face.
Qin Lang wanted to resist, but this dream seemed like a bondage that prevented him from moving at all. As a result, at the moment when the slap came, a beautiful, slender hand came out from nowhere and grabbed the nanny's hand. Qin Lang's eyes lit up and he saw the woman standing at the kitchen door.
The woman was wearing an emerald green cheongsam and her hair was neatly tied up behind her head, but her right hand was three meters long and she just grabbed the nanny's hand.
"I, Jin Cuicui, want to see who dares to bully my son."
The woman's voice was extremely gentle, but the next second she appeared in front of the nanny and Qin Lang. Then her left hand directly pierced the nanny's heart. With a "puff", the nanny's heart was grabbed out of the chest by the woman and then crushed.
Qin Lang was stunned, watching the nanny who had been beating him in his dream fall to the ground. Then he saw the woman throw her heart on the ground in a disgusting manner. Her two hands had long since returned to normal. Then when she turned around, her face suddenly showed tenderness.
"Son, I'm late. Were you scared just now? I'll help you wipe the sweat off your face."
The woman took out a fragrant handkerchief from the side of her cheongsam and carefully wiped the sweat off Qin Lang's face. Her eyes were so gentle, and she looked at Qin Lang as if he was the most precious treasure in the world.
Many times when he was abused by the nanny, he thought, if only his parents could appear, if only someone could save him.
And now…
"……Mother?"
Qin Lang murmured these two words.
The woman immediately revealed a gentler smile, squatted down, and gently held Qin Lang's face.
"Mom will protect you, Alang. Don't be afraid. No one can bully you because you are my child. I am willing to make enemies with the whole world for you. So what do you want to eat? Tell me and I will make it for you, okay?"
The woman's gentleness was so cautious, as if the person who had just killed someone so casually was not her.
This was a dream that had been repeated for many years and had become a nightmare. Qin Lang could tell the difference, but he was sinking into it unconsciously.
Here, he was not the eighteen-year-old he was outside. At this moment, the ten-year-old Qin Lang just looked at the woman who bowed her head for him, and he repeated.
"Mother."
Did you finally come to save me?
When the woman heard Qin Lang's repeated shouts, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, but she was still gentle towards Qin Lang.
"Mom is here. Mom wants to cook for you. Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll make it for you, okay? Mom will protect you at any time."
As she spoke, as if to prove this, she gently hugged Qin Lang, hugged him, and then kissed her son on the side of his face.
"Mom won't let anyone hurt you. I will avenge those who have hurt you."
Qin Lang was suddenly hugged and felt an unprecedented warmth. He couldn't help but hug the other person back and said.
"Mom, I'm so hungry. I want to eat braised pork. Can I eat white rice?"
Qin Lang, who had been with a nanny since he was ten years old, had actually never had a full meal. The nanny did not allow him to eat meat or snacks. She only allowed him to eat leftovers, and occasionally even let him drink only water, so Qin Lang had a mild stomach problem.
"Of course you can. Mom will do it for you right away. Just watch me while I do it, okay?"
What a woman likes most is to be asked by her son. Meeting her son’s request is the thing a woman loves most in her life.
So next, this elegant woman in a green cheongsam prepared meals for Qin Lang in the kitchen. Her movements were very skillful, as if she had practiced making braised pork thousands of times. In the end, there was a fragrant smell, and there were other dishes.
In the dream, Qin Lang was sitting at the table with his mother sitting next to him.
Jin Cuicui picked up a piece of braised pork, blew on it and handed it over.
"Ah~ Mommy, can you feed Alang?"
Qin Lang opened his mouth obediently and let the woman put the braised pork into his mouth. Immediately, the rich aroma filled his mouth. The braised pork was fat but not greasy, and it tasted so delicious that Qin Lang's taste buds were conquered at once, as if the bitterness of the coffee left on his tongue was dispelled.
Then Qin Lang was fed by his mother. The table was full of delicious food. There were eight dishes in total. Perhaps in his dream he didn't even know whether he was full or not. The ten-year-old child finished all eight dishes and felt better.
"Mom, I seem to have forgotten your name."
After dinner, Qin Lang suddenly remembered this incident. The woman laughed when she heard it, and became even more charming, but no one appreciated it.
"My name is Jin Cuicui. Don't worry, you will never forget your mother's name again, because mother will always be with you and take care of you forever."
Any normal person would be horrified after hearing this, but Qin Lang was very happy and he threw himself into his mother's arms.
"Then I will never leave my mother and stay with her forever."
Hearing her son's promise, Jin Cuicui smiled even more beautifully, but the red lips that were gentle in front of Qin Lang were now cracked and revealed terrifying fangs. Her eyes, which were originally as gentle as water, turned blood red, and two bloody tears flowed down.
"Alang~ Mommy's Alang~ Mommy loves you~ Mommy will be with you forever~"
Her words were clearly full of love, but they sounded like the most vicious curse in the world. Qin Lang enjoyed the momentary warmth without caring about anything, and then after finishing his meal, he was gently coaxed to sleep by Jin Cuicui.
In such a dream, the nanny who bullied him was killed, and his mother protected him. Just as he expected, his mother would cook the most delicious meals for him and coax him to sleep. Qin Lang felt very comfortable.
In reality, many people in the live broadcast room were hypnotized by the woman's gentle singing. Seeing her son sleeping soundly, Jin Cuicui withdrew her hands, and her hair like thick black mist began to flow again and rushed out.
My son said he wanted to eat braised pork, so I had to prepare braised pork and white rice for him. He has a bad stomach, so he must have porridge...
The hair quickly enveloped the entire dilapidated house, and then began to clean frantically under the camera, even spreading outside. In the rooms of the working group members, the black hair also found what it wanted, and then left without hesitation...
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