The white full moon is shining with clear moonlight.
In the middle of the night, everything around was clearly visible. Occasionally, several barks came from the village, and soon it was quiet again.
Plum Lu looked back at the dome, raised his mouth slightly and said softly, "The moon is bright and the stars are rare. Tomorrow is a fine day,
It's also me, a new start! "
He closed the screen window quietly, walked to the sink several steps, and looked at the thin young man with white down jacket and bright eyes in the mirror.
Gaze at the smart eyes on this handsome face.
The clear eyes in the mirror reveal perseverance.
"Three years! From fearing it, accepting it, expecting it, and finally breaking it! Three years!"
Nightmare!
Since that night three years ago, when I fell asleep, I would fall into a nightmare, which was very different from what ordinary people experienced.
Not only the body cannot move, but also the consciousness seems to be imprisoned! Slowly pull into a dark place that made him feel extremely afraid.
It's a very strong and timid intuition. Once consciousness is pulled into the darkness, I'm afraid it will never wake up again.
Only resistance!
He doesn't want to die!
Persistence and seeing the sun the next day was the only goal at that time.
When I woke up, the headaches that accompanied me became insignificant.
Again and again from the heart of joy.
Wake up, live, good!
These three years have been unforgettable.
I've been hysterical before. Why is it like this? Why can't we live as healthy and happy as others? We need to bear such pain.
Xu Shi gradually got used to it. Li Zilu calmed down, endured silently and fought against the fate.
He is a materialist and does not believe in the existence of ghosts and gods.
Li Zi Lu would only listen to the story of ghosts pressing on the bed.
Li Zilu didn't want to worry his parents about the nightmare. He didn't tell them at first, but when he woke up, the sequela of headache was obvious, and his pale face could not hide from his parents' eyes.
He hid his past because of his high pressure on study and insomnia.
As construction workers, their parents are very hardworking. Li Zilu doesn't want them to worry about themselves anymore because they leave early and return late every day for the family.
"Everything is over, and the pain of the past three years has not gone in vain." Plum Lu looked at the faucet, his eyes like stars.
Whoop---
The faucet automatically opens and sprays water column. Gravity seems to lose its effect on this water column.
The water does not fall into the sink, but is wrapped up in something and rolled in the air.
"Consciousness? Spirit? Soul?" Li Zilu turned off the tap and controlled the water mass to rise to his face. The quietly rolling water mass reflected his blurred face.
He blinked, felt the clear water, and said to himself, "It's a magic power. Hmm, this invisible power is derived from nightmares, which is called nightmares power."
Li Zilu is no stranger to this force. For three years, there has been a force with him in the nightmare to fight against the darkness, and this force will become stronger every day.
But this force has never appeared in reality.
He meditated for a moment.
It must be that the darkness in the nightmare tonight was broken by him with this powerful force, breaking through some restrictions, so that the force of "fighting" with him came to reality.
At this time, it was just like a silver ball, emitting tiny silver light, allowing him to control the water mass.
Not only that.
All kinds of senses have also been enhanced, and the room with curtains closed can never see things clearly in the past.
At this time, in the eyes of Li Zi Lu, it was as delicate as in the daytime.
Circle, square, rectangle---
The water mass in front of him was constantly changing the geometric figure. He worked hard together, and the water mass transformed into various flowers, birds, fish, insects, animals and plants.
The more complex structure is more difficult to control. The water mass in front of you is totally unlike a cat. At first glance, it looks like a dog---
I don't know how long ago, the sound of cock crowing came one after another. Plum Lu smiled slightly, and a vivid and transparent cat in front of him shook its tail and jumped into the sink, turning into running water and disappearing into sight.
With a move in his mind, Enli looks into the room and becomes an invisible hand. He grabs his inferior mobile phone, pinches the button, and the screen lights up, showing 05:06, Thursday, February 20.
After putting down her mobile phone, Li Zilu went downstairs. At 5:30 every day, her mother would get up on time to wash clothes, make breakfast and do some chores.
Today, he wants to make a breakfast for his parents.
"Look far away, the goal will give you strength, not afraid to move forward, and you can always reach the place you want to go---“
Plum Lu hummed a recently popular song, went to the kitchen on the first floor, washed rice and cooked porridge, went to the backyard garden to pick some vegetables, and conveniently picked three eggs from the chicken house.
A plate of vegetables and three fried eggs were put on the table soon. He took an empty plate and a pair of chopsticks, skillfully walked to the corner of the kitchen, and took out the pickled radish strips made by his mother from a pickle jar. The sour smell made his mouth water.
After swallowing the body fluid, he put a piece into his mouth and chewed the sour radish he brought with him, which was the most popular dish he ate.
The sound upstairs pulled Li Zilu back from his memory. It was his mother who got up. He covered the vegetable jar and walked to the table with sour radishes.
The sound of footsteps coming downstairs was like a drum beating in the increased ear power of Li Zilu.
Pa.
The switch gave a crisp sound, and the energy-saving lamp in the kitchen was turned on. When he looked up, his mother in a thick black cotton padded clothes came into sight.
"Xiao Lu, get up so early today? Is it because she is hungry? Mother will cook now." Qian Xiufang thought her son was hungry when he took back his hand to the plate, and was looking for something to eat. She walked quickly as she spoke.
Li Zilu hurriedly said, "Mom, I'm not hungry. I woke up early today. The food has been cooked. The porridge in the rice cooker will be cooked in a few minutes. You can eat it after washing."
His eyesight became stronger and he saw that his mother was more old than ever. At the age of 45, he looked like a man in his fifties. He could not help but feel his nose ache.
Qian Xiufang looked at the table, and her face was full of joy. She smiled brightly and said, "When Xiao Lu grows up, he can make breakfast."
She strode to the table, sniffed, laughed and praised the fragrance!
Dingding looked at the food her son cooked for the first time. The simple three dishes were better than any delicacies in her heart. When she smelled the smell of the food, the word happiness suddenly popped out of her mind, and her smile could not help.
Li Zilu felt ashamed when he saw his mother was so happy. He said, "Mom, you will eat first, and I will eat with Dad when Dad gets up."
"Little Lu will eat first, and Mom will wait for your father to get up and eat together and wash clothes first." Qian Xiufang said cheerfully and turned to walk to the bathroom.
"Then I'll wait for Dad, too." Li Lu smiled and echoed, calmed down and went to the utility room and shouted, "Mom, I went to the backyard to feed chickens."
"Xiao Lu, feed the bag of rice at the door."
When his mother's voice came, Li Lu answered, picked up the plastic spoon on the sack, scooped up half a spoon of rice and walked to the backyard.
Halfway, he directly opened the chicken house with his power, and three roosters and a dozen hens rushed out.
Flapping his wings, he rushed towards the plums, clucking and quacking.
Li Zilu knew that it was because they were hungry and wanted food. He shook his right hand and scattered half a spoonful of rice.
The sun dried millet fell to the ground with a clatter sound, and rushed to the fallen rice around his chicken, trying to peck at it.
The era of martial arts. The new year of three years has just passed. According to the previous calendar, this year is 2025.
It was dark and cold at 5:00 in the morning. It would be windy. Plum Lu tightened his thick coat, zipped it to the top and covered his hat to feel warmer.
Seeing that there was not enough rice to eat, he went back and scooped up half a spoon. After spreading it, he found five eggs from the chicken coop. The local eggs were much smaller than those from the farm, but their value was much higher. One egg could sell for nearly two yuan.
The parents were reluctant to eat the native eggs produced by their own native chickens. Some of them sold money and some of them gave nutrition to him and his elder sister Li Hanan.
But where Li Hanan, the three year old sister, went has always been a mystery in Li Zilu's heart.
