The Witch

Ji Lang could not look at his parents' eyes, but he couldn't stop the voice that kept coming into his mind. He was a little irritable and didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Come here." Ji Lang called to Ji An, who was snuggling in his mother's arms and crying aggrievedly.

Xiao Ji'an was taken aback. The Ji family's parents were also guessing what Ji Lang wanted to do, but they still didn't stop it.

Ji An approached Ji Lang again with anxiety and expectation, wondering if he apologized, and his brother forgave him. After all, he had come to the hospital to see himself when he heard that he was sick.

Ji Lang listened to the thoughts in the little boy's mind with an expression of indifferent expression. He waited for Ji An to approach and said, "I have a way to stop you from having nightmares."

The child's eyes lit up. Although he comforted his parents that it was okay to have nightmares, he was still afraid. Just when he was about to rejoice, he heard Ji Lang coldly added: "But I don't want to help you."

"Ji Lang!" Ji's parents said at the same time.

Ji Lang raised his eyes and glanced at them, meeting his eyes. The Ji family's parents, who were still dissatisfied with his words just now, stopped talking, and even a flash of panic flashed in their eyes.

"He...what is his look? How can it look somber than before."

Ji Lang still pretended not to hear. He looked down at the child’s stunned and injured expression, and said coldly: “You should have nightmares for two more days. Remember your feelings during this period. If you don’t want to repeat it, don’t Appear in front of me again, do you understand?"

Xiao Ji'an showed fear, and he backed away in panic, never wanting his brother anymore. This was not the brother he imagined.

That's right. Ji Lang laughed at himself when he heard the thoughts in the child's heart. What you envy is someone else's brother, but I am not.

"Let's go." Ji Lang straightened up, looked at the three of them, turned and left with a self-deprecating smile at the corners of his mouth. Just before closing the door, he suddenly added, "In the future... less contact."

After speaking, the door of the ward was closed, and Ji Lang's footsteps gradually faded away.

The hospital at night was already quiet, and the sound of Ji Lang’s shoes stepping on the floor stomped, and every sound seemed to be stepping on Mother Ji’s body. Suddenly she handed her youngest son to her husband, opened the door and chased him out.

"Ji Lang." Mother Ji yelled loudly in the corridor, her eager look completely inconsistent with her usual grace and calm manner.

Ji Lang stopped, but did not turn around.

"I know, you said that on purpose."

Ji's mother's voice came from behind, but this time Ji Lang did not hear another voice in her heart.

"You said this deliberately, because you don't want us to contact you more. After so many years, we have deliberately kept a distance from you. Your father and I think this might be good for you and us. But Ji Lang, you believe us. , We actually care about you, it's just..." Mama Ji has only been able to say the second half for a long time, but Ji Lang heard it from Mama Ji's heart.

"It's just that you are also afraid of me." Ji Lang said for her.

Mother Ji's eyes widened in horror, and the fear of being seen through in her heart swept involuntarily again, and she worked hard to calm herself.

She knew that for Ji Lang she was not worthy to be a mother, but she was just an ordinary person. When Ji Lang became ill when she was a child, she took care of her day and night, and at that time she was also devoting herself to Ji Lang. Even when she slept, she slept with Jilang in her arms, because the doctor said that the child would feel safe to sleep with her mother so that she would not have nightmares. But at that time, not only did Ji Lang not get better, she herself also followed nightmares all night and night, and the gloom and horror in that nightmare almost collapsed her.

Ji Lang went to see a psychiatrist, and she also went to see a psychiatrist. She did not dare to tell Ji Lang that while she was depressed every day, she also played a smiling and optimistic mother in front of Ji Lang. She was so depressed, she went to paint in the studio, and then she found that the paintings she painted were also gloomy and depressing. While she was distressed that Ji Lang had to face so many terrifying dreams at a young age, she was afraid that she would collapse at any time. She kept letting herself persist, but she really couldn't do it anymore.

She didn't dare to sleep at first, because she would have nightmares, and she didn't dare to wake up because she wanted to make a strong face and laugh. Finally one day, little Ji Lang walked up to her and said to her: "Mom, if you don't want to sleep with me, don't sleep with me. I can be alone. In this way, will you get better?"

"How can mother not want to sleep with you?"

"But I heard it in your dream." Little Ji Lang said.

She was frightened and anxious at the time, but still tried to be a good mother, but Ji Lang said more and more, which made her more and more frightened.

"Mom, I heard you cry in your dream yesterday?"

"Mom, what is a monster?"

...

She was so scared, every time she looked at Ji Lang's eyes, she would be frightened. She hardly dared to sleep at home, she was afraid that Ji Lang would come back to her dream and hear the dark side of her heart. The husband felt that she was under too much pressure, so he suggested that the family go to travel. Later, they met a wizard in a stockade in Yunnan Province, which made Ji Lang much more stable.

Since then, Ji Lang has never said anything in her dreams to her. She doesn't know if Ji Lang can't hear it anymore, or if he heard it but didn't say it. She didn't dare to ask, she didn't want the child to know that her mother was afraid of him.

But she can control her mouth, but she can't control her behavior and eyes. Her estrangement, Ji Lang is so smart, she should have known it a long time ago.

"Is there anything else to say?" Ji Lang listened clearly to the series of activities in Ji's mother's heart, and those memories were all his past.

Regarding his new ability, Ji Lang did not resist very much before, but today, he is a little disgusted. Without this ability, he wouldn't have to be forced to listen to their feelings about himself. For better or worse, he didn't want to know.

"We... are just ordinary people." Mother Ji knew that it was useless to argue, and knew that after today, they and Ji Lang would make a more thorough decision, but she still wanted to express something so that Ji Lang would not feel that she was abandoned by her parents. .

They also tried their best to love Ji Lang.

But you failed to hold on.

"Just take it, I don't want you." Ji Lang looked down and hid the loss in his eyes, even though the other party couldn't see it, "I am a grudge. I will never ask for something that I lost."

After speaking, Ji Lang left in a big stride and never looked back. He has more important appointments and he wants to go to appointments.

Mother Ji couldn't hold it anymore. She squatted on the ground crying. She regretted the decision she had just rushed out. It was obvious that she had let go first, so why forced Ji Lang to throw it away.

Father Ji took his youngest son out of the door and quietly accompanied his wife. He looked at the back of Ji Lang leaving with sadness in his eyes.

Ji Lang got out of the elevator, glanced at the time, and started running wildly. He rushed to the parking lot at the fastest speed, then started the car at the fastest speed and drove out of the hospital to Haicheng University.

There is still an hour, it must be too late.

Ji Lang galloped all the way, and the road was smooth for the first half an hour, but when he approached Haicheng University, the road began to be congested. People from all directions in Haicheng rushed to Haicheng University at this time, and most of them were stuck in the road.

Ji Lang opened the car window and looked out, trying to see the source of the traffic jam.

There was a couple in the car next door complaining to each other.

"All said, let you stop driving, you see a traffic jam."

"It's okay. Although the event starts at ten o'clock, there are so many people. It must be put aside for a while, as long as we can catch up."

"But at ten o'clock, tens of thousands of people set off the lanterns at the same time. That scene is so spectacular, like a comic, what I want to see is that moment."

What Miaomiao wants to see is that moment.

Thoughtfully, Ji Lang glanced at the time again. Five minutes have passed. He turned his head and glanced at a place farther outside the window, then got out of the car and ran to a noodle restaurant on the side of the road, grabbing the surface that was sweeping the floor. boss.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The noodle boss was taken aback by Ji Lang.

Ji Lang glanced at the payment QR code on the wall, took out his mobile phone and scanned the 5,000 yuan.

"Get me out of the car and give you five thousand yuan." Ji Lang said.

The owner of the noodles didn't understand what was going on, so Ji Lang took him to the road and squeezed it into his car.

The noodle boss didn't resist either. After all, everyone went to the festival tonight, and there was no one to eat noodles, and five thousand yuan was enough to keep up with his two-day turnover.

"Handsome guy, where are you going?" The boss could not help shouting when he saw Ji Lang was leaving.

Ji Lang didn't look back, already running away.

The face boss retracted his head in shock, thinking about the five thousand dollars he had just received, but he was calm. It’s just that some regrets came out in a hurry and didn’t have time to get the phone. I couldn’t read the phone in a traffic jam. It was a bit boring.

Ji Lang ran all the way to Haicheng University. It took him ten minutes to rush into the school gate, and another eight minutes to the artificial lake of Haicheng University. From a distance, he had seen the lights on the lake.

Where is Miaomiao?

Ji Lang looked around, but the school turned off most of the street lights in order to cooperate with the Kong Ming Lantern activities, and it was dark all around.

"Msang Gong!" Suddenly, Wu Miaomiao's voice came from right in front. She was holding the doll in one hand and the Kong Ming lantern in the other, waving at him happily.

Ji Lang felt relieved at once, and it seemed that Wu Miaomiao could see him at a glance no matter how dark the place was.

Ji Lang walked quickly over and explained: "Sorry, there is a traffic jam."

"Oh, it's too late, there are still three minutes." Wu Miaomiao didn't bother to listen, and took Ji Lang to the lake. When he arrived at the lake, he stuffed Ji Lang with the doll in his hand, and then quickly took apart the Kongming Lantern, handed it one corner to Ji Lang, and took another one by himself.

Then, she took out another lighter that had been kept in advance, and slapped it to light up the Kongming Lantern. The originally deflated Kongming Lantern slowly expanded under the urge of hot air, showing an upward trend.

"It's almost." Wu Miaomiao said as she put the lighter in her hand back into her bag, then took out an oil-based pen, and quickly drew a huge heart on the Kongming lantern with the oil-based pen, and then wrote his own in it. first name.

After finishing writing, she handed the pen to Ji Lang again.

Ji Lang was startled.

"Oh, hurry up, it will start in one minute." Wu Miaomiao urged eagerly. She didn't want to be so anxious, but who made Xianggong come so late.

Ji Lang held the Kongming Lantern in one hand and the doll in the other, and had no hands at all. After being urged by Wu Miaomiao, he subconsciously put the doll on his shoulder, then took the pen and wrote his name in Wu Miaomiao's childish heart-shaped pattern.

Wu Miaomiao was satisfied, smiling brighter than the light of Kong Mingdeng.

"Countdown, five, four, three, two, one." At this time, the sound of the countdown to the event was heard on the school's radio. The moment this number was called out, thousands of Kongming lanterns flew into the sky at the same time. , Brighter than the neon on earth, beautiful than the stars in the sky, just like a dream.

Everyone looked up, immersed in the incomparable beauty, Ji Lang also raised his head, looking for the lamp that belonged to him and Wu Miaomiao.

"Miangong, Miangong, I still have gifts for you." Wu Miaomiao said suddenly.

"Look at the lights first." Ji Lang said.

"Yeah, then you look carefully, look carefully." Wu Miaomiao smiled.

The doll sitting on Ji Lang's shoulder also showed a smile, and then she suddenly raised her head and spit out many small black spots into the air.

Ji Lang was stunned. The people around these small black spots could not see, but he could see it. It was the soul body, the soul body of countless birds.

"Msang Gong, pay attention, the gift is here." Wu Miaomiao reminded excitedly.

Ji Lang was at a loss for a moment, his eyes closely following the soul bodies of the birds, watching them fly to the sky, the Kong Ming lantern flying to the sky, and then he didn't know what method he used to connect himself with the Kong Ming lantern.

Then the countless Kongming lanterns in the sky suddenly moved regularly, slowly forming a heart-shaped pattern. It was not a heart shape with only a rudimentary shape, but a solid, dazzling heart shape built out of hundreds of Kongming lanterns.

"Look, what is that?"

"I'm going, is this a coincidence? So awesome?"

"Nonsense, this Kongming Lantern can't be manipulated, it must be a coincidence."

"Quickly, take a picture, take a picture, it's so beautiful."

"The lovers here today will definitely be blessed."

"Kiss."

...

The surroundings suddenly became noisy, but Ji Lang's world was extremely quiet, and Wu Miaomiao was the only person in his world at this time.

"Miangong, do you like it?" Wu Miaomiao said triumphantly, "In order to prepare for this surprise, I caught the soul bodies of birds in the botanical garden for two days and bought a lot of bird food for them. Do you like it?"

Ji Lang stretched out his hand to caress Wu Miaomiao's face, and his eyes fell on her lips: "I want to kiss you."

Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up: "Then what are you waiting for?"

Ji Lang laughed softly, then bowed his head and kissed it without hesitation.

The doll on the shoulders also quietly covered her eyes.

There are thousands of couples kissing at this time, but the fiery heart in the sky belongs only to Ji Lang and Wu Miaomiao.