A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

Zhu Qisheng didn't want to go back to this house anymore.

But where can he go at his current age?
He let his mother apply medicine to him, and looked at his mother's body covered with injuries, and said, "Mom, can't we escape?"

Zhu Qisheng's mother broke down and cried.

Who can survive such a day?

Zhu Qisheng's mother was crying, and suddenly raised her head and grabbed Zhu Qisheng's hand.

"Okay, mom will take you away, and heal your injuries in the next two days. After your dad beats us, we won't do anything again in the next few days. Mom will find a chance to take you away!"

She kept her voice low, for fear of disturbing the sleeping man.

Zhu Qisheng nodded, hope was ignited in his heart.

In the next two days, both their mother and son behaved very well. The man only liked to drink when he was fine, or to go out and hang out with his cronies.

After Zhu Qisheng's actions were fine, taking advantage of the man's return at night and falling into a deep sleep, she woke up Zhu Qisheng with the things she had prepared a long time ago, and took him out together.

They also locked the door from the outside, just in case.

The two ran overnight by train.

Zhu Qisheng asked, "Mom, where are we going?"

"My mother didn't know, I just bought a ticket randomly, but it doesn't matter, we can go to a new city and start over."

Zhu Qisheng nodded and hugged his mother.

"Just be with mommy."

Mom hugged him too, and the tears couldn't stop falling.

"It's my mother who is sorry for you, and made you and my mother suffer so much for so many years."

The escape went better than expected.

The man was not found.

Because, he found himself locked in the house. After his wife and children ran away, he angrily smashed the door open. When he ran out, he died in a car accident.

But Zhu Qisheng didn't know these until he grew up, and it was only after he grew up that he knew why he always had nightmares after he and his mother left.

On my second night in a new city with my mother.

Zhu Qisheng heard the door being opened.

This is a single room. He lives with his mother, but his mother is still lying beside him. Who opened the door?
Zhu Qisheng felt fear, he wanted to call his mother, but he didn't dare to move.

He was facing the direction of the door.

There were footsteps walking towards the bed step by step.

That voice sounded a little familiar, it was the same voice my father made every night when he came back with his slippers on.

Zhu Qisheng's body began to tremble, he couldn't control himself, that kind of conditioned instinctive reaction had already been deeply rooted in his bone marrow during these years of beatings.

The footsteps stopped in front of him.

Zhu Qisheng couldn't bear it anymore, opened his eyes and screamed.

He saw his father, right in front of him, showing hideous malice towards him.

"Little brat, I found you!"

His father's mouth was like the mouthparts of some kind of insect. When he spoke, it was disgusting and frightening.

Zhu Qisheng screamed uncontrollably, and the scream woke up the mother behind him.

"What's the matter, son? Did you have a nightmare?" The mother hugged him.

Zhu Qisheng collapsed and hid in his mother's arms. Hearing this, he subconsciously looked at his father, but found that there was nothing there, the door was closed, and no one came in.

He was a little dazed for a long time, did he have a nightmare?

But that nightmare has never stopped since that day.

"You look quite normal now, have you found a solution?" Xue Tao looked at him strangely.

Zhu Qisheng raised his head slowly, revealing a slight smile.

"Yeah, I found a solution."

"Later I found out that as long as I hit my mother, I wouldn't have any more nightmares that night. I knew it was my father who was not reconciled. He wanted to take my mother back, and I had to either obey him or be killed by him." Tortured mad."

Zhu Qisheng's eyes slowly shed blood and tears, and a blood hole gradually appeared on his forehead.

"It's a pity that I still died, because I accidentally beat my mother to death. When I was running, I had a car accident just like my father. I was hit by a bicycle and fell on the railing on the side of the road. There was a bump on it. .”

Zhu Qisheng raised his hand and touched his forehead, he smiled, and his mouth was like some kind of insect.

"My story is over, it's time for the next one."

After he finished speaking, he found that everyone's eyes were on his back.

They were still normal, with fear on their faces, while those who had turned into ghosts were a little stunned.

Such a reaction naturally made Zhu Qisheng turn around.

I saw a woman covered in bruises standing behind him.

Half of her face was deformed, and a knife was stuck in her abdomen.

That was just when he described it, the appearance of his mother before death appeared in the illusion.

Zhu Qisheng couldn't believe it.

The woman raised her head slowly, without any emotion in her eyes, the color of her pupils was actually a cold yellow, like some kind of cold-blooded creature, watching her prey.

"Impossible? How is this possible?"

Zhu Qisheng stood up and backed away while talking.

Bai Cha tripped him secretly in the snowdrift, of course she didn't really stretch out her foot, she threw a bead where his foot fell.

Zhu Qisheng tripped and fell to the ground, half of his body hit the fire.

The flames burned, and the clothes on his body made him scream.

Zhu Qisheng quickly rolled in the snowdrift, the flames on his body were quickly extinguished, but the fear still remained on his face.

A gust of wind blew up and rolled up the snowflakes on the ground, blocking everyone's sight.

So Zhu Qisheng's mother disappeared.

Everyone also felt that they seemed to be able to move.

Immediately someone stood up and wanted to run.

None of them want to stay in this ghost place anymore.

But at the next moment, everyone's bodies froze again.

An invisible force controlled them and made them sit back in their seats, including Zhu Qisheng.

This time it was Meng Weiwei's turn.

She showed a half-crying, half-smiling expression.

"The story I want to tell is also my own experience."

Everyone starts with this sentence.

But is that really what each of them went through?

But the person who told the story did see himself as a dead ghost.

They will no longer be afraid of other people's stories, nor will they be afraid of other people's changes.

But Zhu Qisheng was still uneasy.

He frequently looked behind him, but there was nothing.

After finally heaving a sigh of relief, he glimpsed a yellow light out of the corner of his eye.

That is the direction of Sun Qipeng.

Zhu Qisheng looked over and found that behind Sun Qipeng, his mother was smiling at him, and then disappeared in front of him in the illusion dictated by Meng Weiwei.