This psychologist is weird

Chapter 168 Knock on the Door
"...When I was about to get off work, your Uncle Hong asked me to go to dinner...Your Uncle Hong's stingy look, I think it's better to forget it, don't go to eat a boiled tofu with vegetables, I have to eat it when I come back." Take the taxi fare of dozens of dollars..."

He seemed unaware of the doorbell ringing outside the house,
The middle-aged man was holding a handful of folded dishes in his hand, still smiling, talking about trivial matters during the day with his own child who was busy in the kitchen.

"How can you talk about people behind their backs like this..."

The middle-aged woman next to her listened, and couldn't help laughing and said,
In the kitchen, after washing rice, turning on the rice cooker, listening to his father talking about some interesting things,
The young man also smiled, turned around again, took a vegetable washing basket, and walked out of the kitchen.

"Then Dad, why didn't you ask Uncle Hong to come over to eat with us, it's not far from the factory."

"I called, why didn't I call, that old boy went to drink and eat fish with others, how could he want to come..."

The middle-aged man smiled, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and threw the folded vegetables into the basket that the young man took out.

The young man put down the vegetable basket, pulled the low stool from the side, and sat beside his parents, picked up some vegetables in the bag and folded them.

"... This afternoon, Sister Rong came downstairs and asked me to go out for a walk... Thinking that my legs and feet are not convenient, I don't need someone to help me when I walk, it's better to stay indoors and watch TV. .”

"Mom, you should go out more when you have time... If you really can't do it, I will buy you a wheelchair after this month's salary is paid, and I will push you out with me when the time comes."

"What do you spend that money on, and let your mother sit in a wheelchair? I either have a broken leg, or my waist is uncomfortable... Do you want to add another soup tonight? I think it has teeth. Do you want me to get it? The knife peeled off the skin..."

The whole family sat around, folded some dishes, talked and laughed, and chatted about trivial household chores.

Chen Lun was at the side, at the dining table, just standing quietly without making a sound,

It's just that his eyes are calm, falling on this family.

Outside the house, the doorbell that was rang from time to time was still ringing,

"Ding dong... ding dong..."

The doorbell didn't stop because of the family's unawareness, but it seemed to become a little hurried.

"Ding dong, ding dong..."

Immediately afterwards, the hurried doorbell rang a few more times before stopping abruptly.

Outside the door, there was a sudden silence.

Inside the door and in the living room, the trifling voices of the family of three were still intertwined.

"Mom, if you want to drink soup, then cut it a little. I will cook the soup first before cooking."

"I don't know if your mother wants to drink it, but I want to drink it. It's summer, and I'm sweating, and I always want to drink two more sips of water."

"Uncle Yu, are you home?"

At this moment, a girl's voice sounded outside the house without the doorbell ringing,

Then, there was a knock on the door again,

"Dong dong, dong dong dong..."

It seemed that there was a small little girl knocking on the door outside the house.

"...I am Xun Yiya from downstairs."

With some childish voices ringing outside the house again,

"We saw it on the stairs this morning... My parents are not at home today, and I forgot to bring the keys."

"The teacher assigned a lot of homework today. Can I write down the homework at my uncle's house... and then borrow your mobile phone from my uncle to call my mother."

"I waited at the door for a long time, but my father didn't come back. He must be working overtime..."

"Uncle Yu, are you home, Uncle Yu..."

Outside the house, a childish girl's voice yelled repeatedly.

In the room, the young man still had a smile on his face, talking about trivial things, folding vegetables in his hands, and seemed to be unaware of the girl's shouts outside the room.

But the middle-aged man and woman sitting next to the young man gradually slowed down their selection of vegetables at this time, and each turned their heads a little, looking at the knocked door.

"...That's fine, I'll cook the soup as soon as I ask Dad..."

"Xiao Sui. There seems to be someone knocking on the door."

The middle-aged man hesitated, looked towards the door of the living room, and said aloud to his child.

"...Dad, if you like soup, I'll cook some later."

The young man kept picking vegetables, and seemed unable to hear him, but just smiled to himself and continued talking.

"...Xiao Sui, go and open the door."

The middle-aged man turned his head, looked at his child again, paused, and said aloud.

"...Xiao Sui, we live here, and we always have to communicate with our neighbors. If you can help, please help."

The middle-aged woman looked at the living room door that was knocked, then turned her head and said to the young man.

outside the living room,

The childish cry of the little girl was still heard, and the cry was repeated repeatedly,

"Uncle Yu, Uncle Yu... are you at home?"

The movements of the young man's hands gradually slowed down, he raised his head, looked at his parents,

Turning his head again, he looked at the slightly trembling living room door.

"Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu... are you there?"

Outside the house, the little girl was still shouting repeatedly.

Chen Lun stood by the dining table in the living room, his eyes calmed down on the family of three, and on the knocked door.

The young man turned around and looked at the door. He hadn't got up for a long time, and he was still holding some folded vegetables in his hand.

And at this moment, amidst the more anxious shouts of the little girl outside the door.

Around Chen Lun, the scene began to change again.

In the living room, the lights on the ceiling seemed to be gradually swallowed up and dimmed.

The darkness lingering outside the window can't wait to spread in.

The light gradually dimmed, and the entire living room was gradually completely submerged in darkness.

Chen Lun stood quietly, letting the surrounding darkness be drowned, but his eyes were calm and fell in front of him.

The surrounding scene is gradually changing.

First, it was pitch black, with no fingers or other objects.

Immediately afterwards, the darkness seemed to recede and become dim.

The surrounding scene has completed the transformation.

……

"...Okay, let's go with mom and dad. From now on, you have to listen to mom and dad obediently, you know..."

"...Let's go, let's go home."

Above the head, entangled with dark clouds, it seems to be pressing not far above the head.

The cloud was blown by the wind and diffused in all directions, it seemed like a black mist.

Under the overcast clouds, it was a little dark all around.

In the darkness, there are some low tile-roofed buildings, surrounded by several buildings, and a relatively open yard is surrounded in the middle.

Chen Lun was standing next to an old tube building that was only a few stories high,

The eyes that fell in front of him happened to be able to see the front of a bungalow with black tiles on the other side of the yard.

In front of the black tile bungalow, in front of the house door, in the yard,

A middle-aged couple, holding a three or four-year-old boy, stood in front of a woman in overalls.

The woman lowered her body and told the boy a few more times,
The middle-aged couple lowered their heads a little more, smiled, said something to the boy, then turned around and left with the boy.

The boy's eyes were still a little ignorant, and he let the middle-aged couple lead him out of the courtyard.

This is an orphanage, and the couple adopted a child.

Chen Lun's eyes fell on the couple and the child, and Chen Lun's eyes paused.
Gradually retracted his gaze again.

Not far in front of Chen Lun, he was also standing next to the outer wall of Tongzilou,

There was also a boy standing there, about eleven or twelve years old, looking closely at the adopted child, the middle-aged couple who adopted the child.

"Xiao Sui, right..."

When his eyes fell on the boy, Chen Lun paused his eyes, but did not make a sound, his eyes remained calm.

And at this moment, a female voice sounded from behind.

The boy seemed to have heard the sound and turned his head suddenly.

(End of this chapter)