Rebirth: Big Cat Falling in Love with Fish

Wei Wu and Luo Ling came to the mermaid planet for the seventh day.

night.

The guest room of the mermaid chief.

A faint light suddenly emanated from a huge shell in the middle, and the camera zoomed in. The source of the light came from a boy with a young face lying in the shell. The surrounding sea water mixed together and disappeared, his brows were tightly frowned as if he was embarrassed by something very difficult...

The water color of the bottom of the sea is cast on the four walls, casting some striped shadows, only from the inside of the shell lighting hanging on the wall, there is a glistening light, soft and hazy.

Suddenly, the entire room where the boy was located began to become distorted, as if a pair of hands were holding the space here, squeezing and twisting... In the middle of the vortex, there was a small, small silver flame, spinning quickly...

Inexplicably, many figures appeared in the space, which seemed to overlap with the things in the room——

Mo Xiu suddenly opened his eyes in the dark, stood up quickly, and immediately discovered the place where the clue occurred. He was only a little stunned and immediately rushed to the target point.

Luo Ling looked at the familiar buildings in front of him, unable to recover for a long time... He looked around blankly, and saw a familiar street, both sides were filled with various small stalls, selling vegetables, seafood, Selling freshly fried mahua... He seemed to be able to hear loud shouts.On the other side are a mailbox, a flower shop, and a small shop for sewing and repairing... A little boy skipped past him, his clothes and pants were dirty, and his face was still stained. There were tears that were not wiped clean, but the corners of his mouth were laughing loudly...

He heard the neighbor's grandmother Wang angrily calling the little boy's name at the door, and pulled the little boy who couldn't escape, and took off his dirty clothes while chattering.The boy didn't make a fuss when he was caught, sniffed his nose, and wiped his new clothes with his hand.

He laughed and said with emotion, Xiao Xiang Ming still seems to be so unclean~

Suddenly startled, turned his face to the building squeezed between the two bungalows in front of him, his heartbeat gradually accelerated——

etc!He came home? !

White walls, reddish-brown tiles, father's favorite phoenix bamboo and happiness trees planted on both sides of the door, and ivy hanging from the eaves... He tremblingly stepped up the steps and immediately found the second floor A few tiles were missing on the steps. It was one time when he was learning to ride a bicycle, he accidentally bumped into it and broke the freshly installed waterproof bricks. He was afraid that his father would find out that he was sneaking away. After playing wildly outside, he pretended to be ignorant and returned home. Unexpectedly, Luo's father saw that scene on the balcony on the second floor. Because he was worried that his son would be injured, he hurried downstairs to check, but saw his son "escaping". The figure didn't make Father Luo angry enough!

The Luo family has always been reluctant to talk about a filial son under a stick, and they have never beaten or scolded Luo Ling, let alone scolded their son for such a trivial matter.

Except...that time he openly came out to his parents...

Luo Ling touched the crooked characters engraved on the door with sore eyes - "big, small, one, up..." The strokes showed the immaturity of the writer. This was the first time he was in kindergarten. After learning new characters, I immediately wanted to show them to my parents with great interest when I got home, and my father and mother asked him to engrave them on the door... He also said that if there were guests at home, he would be able to see the words written by his son at first sight. They will be very happy...they still have paper and pens, but they don't use them.

Luo Ling wiped away the tears that flowed from his eyes, his chest was in pain as if convulsed...

His hand touched the door, but he passed through it as if there was nothing. Luo Ling was just stunned for a moment, then he understood: This is a dream, this must be a dream!Then let him take a good look at his parents in his dream.

The silence inside the door was terrifying. Luo Ling didn't know if the time in this dream would appear before his death or after his death. If it was after his death...he couldn't even imagine what his parents would look like...

But the strong desire to see his parents drove him through the thin door and entered inside——

Seeing the scene inside for the first time, Luo Ling burst into tears immediately... His mother, his mother who always maintained a calm demeanor, sat on the ground with a dull expression, leaning against a cuboid wooden coffin. The clothes are old, the hairstyle is messy, and there are no shoes on her feet. On the soles of her feet, things that have dried up and solidified into reddish brown can be seen sticking to the open wound...

sky!In the end what happened? !

Luo Ling completely collapsed, he immediately squatted down and approached Luo Mu, stretched out his hand to touch the miserable feet, it is conceivable that his hand went through and touched nothing.

No no no, it can't be like this!Luo Ling shook his head frantically, stretched out his hands over and over again, and over and over again, his throat let out a beast-like whimper... Finally, his head hit the ground, and the invisible liquid "tick-tock-tick" fell On the ground, it converges into a small pool of water.

Two people, a pair of mother and child, are separated in two worlds.

Please, please, let me hug her... Luo Ling's hands were still in a touching position, he raised his head, his face was covered with tears, his lips parted... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, mom...

However, Luo Mu focused her eyes on the young man lying in the wooden coffin without even turning her face away.

After a long time, Luo Ling finally came to a little bit of consciousness. He sat up silently, leaning against Luo's mother's side, and cast his eyes greedily on his mother's face: the face that should have looked beautiful and dignified, lost him. The most common smile is the expressionless face, absent-minded eyes, as if remembering something...the eyes are red and swollen, and the pupils are still bloodshot...the lips are pale and colorless...

Luo Ling remembered that even if her mother didn't go out, she would often put on a light lipstick on her lips, saying that it would make her look healthy and energetic... Luo Ling's eyes were dim, and he let out another sorry...

He turned his gaze to himself inside the wooden coffin, the face he was used to seeing for a long time, as if he had nothing to do with him, lying there motionless... Luo Ling suddenly had a huge feeling for "him". Disgust and resentment!

The familiar black suit on his body was an adult gift from his father.I still remember the first time I changed into a suit, my parents showed gratified eyes, as if the young man in front of me was all their expectations...

I'm sorry, father and mother, I didn't become your pride, but I brought you this kind of pain... Luo Ling covered his mouth, trembling with depression, self-blame and remorse deeply rooted in his heart, unable to extricate himself .

Luo's mother kept holding her son's cold hand, and she was rubbing unconsciously, as if she wanted to transfer her heat to the other's body, so that that hand could bring some warmth.

Luo Ling stayed with her all the time, his eyes focused on her body, and he raised his hand from time to time to lift the bangs that fell from her ears, even if the hair would not be lifted at all, his efforts would only be in vain.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded from the kitchen exit——

"Mother, I've already cooked the rice, this is the last supper for the child..."

Luo Ling turned his head "swish", it was Father Luo.The corners of his eyes were wet again, he stood up with support, stood cautiously by the side, looked at the old man who seemed to be a circle older, his heart ached beyond measure.

Luo's mother finally turned her head when she heard her wife's voice, her face was still expressionless, as if she had already stiffened.

Luo's mother looked at Luo's father, and said: "...Can't wait a few more days? Didn't it mean that the son will come back in the first seven days? Why is there nothing?"

"It's already here, we just can't see it." Luo's father looked at Luo's mother, sighed, showing a bitter expression: "I also want to wait a few more days, but let my son go to the ground for peace, the child's mother, You don't want your son to be homeless, do you?"

Mother Luo turned her head, looked at her son who was silent and did not respond, and finally nodded slowly, but in her eyes, transparent liquid slowly flowed out, fell, and wet her clothes...

Father Luo approached, grabbed her shoulders, and persuaded, "Eat something?"

Mother Luo shook her head. She didn't want to be separated from her son, not even for a second. Once she thought that the next morning, she would never see her son again. Fear took root in her heart...

Luo's father quickly patted Luo's mother on the back comfortingly, which made Luo's breathing a little easier. He said, "If you don't eat, you still have the energy to send your son off tomorrow? What if you fall on the way?"

Mother Luo grabbed Father Luo's arm in fear, and said nervously: "Eat, I will eat... If I fall down, you will drag me...I have to send my son for the last time...I I can't bear it... ah..." The sound behind it was like a roar of unwillingness coming from the chest...

Father Luo agreed and nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, then go to eat, you won't fall down, you won't fall down..."

Luo Ling leaned against the wall, raised his neck and kept wiping tears with his hands, watching his father carefully wipe his mother's feet, put on slippers, and help his mother into the kitchen, his body slipped as if he had lost his skeleton all of a sudden. down...

White hair black hair, how cruel he is!That's why parents are so heartbroken!

That night, Luo Ling stayed by his parents' side, guarding his wooden coffin, waiting for the dawn——

the next day.

funeral parlor.

Luo Ling found that this dream seemed unbelievably long, because in his senses, it seemed that every occurrence and arrangement of every thing around him was so detailed and clear, as if he was personally there.However, when he reached out to touch it, he couldn't touch anything.

However, he was grateful for this dream, even if it only brought him hatred and regret, in short, he could still see his parents.If you can stay here forever——

The people in the funeral parlor treat everyone with the same expression. No matter whether the family members of the corpse in front of them are indifferent, howling, or collapsed, they follow the rules step by step and ruthlessly pull away the stretcher cart with the corpse lying on it. Ignoring the pleas of relatives...

Luo Mu pulled the edge of the stretcher, and begged in a panic: "Ma'am! Ma'am! Please slow down, let me see him for a while... He is my son..."

Seeing that his mother's knuckles were red, Luo Ling anxiously followed her and shook his head. He looked at his father and wanted him to comfort his mother. However, the man's hand was pulling the other side of the stretcher. , waved away the bystanders who came to break his fingers, the usual stable expression on his face was shattered, he was silently protesting...

Luo Ling stopped his actions, his eyes remained on this moment for a long time, as if his heart had been hit hard with a hammer.

In the end, the stretcher was pushed to the cremation room.

A lot of uniformed funeral home workers separated the two old men who prevented them from working, and a young girl in a younger grade seemed to comfort Luo's mother.

The corpse was packed into a disposable bag, slowly placed on the cremation table, and slowly pushed into the furnace.

There are two workers who stand in front of Luo's father and mother to prevent unexpected situations, such as emotional ones getting close to the stove, which makes it difficult for them to work.

Mother Luo's eyes were fixed on her son's body, even though she couldn't see anything except the appearance of a black packing bag.Luo Ling saw his mother's head buried in his father's shoulder.Finally belatedly looked at the cremation furnace——

The orange-red flame instantly engulfed the body. After more than half an hour, the cremation table cooled down. Someone whispered a few words beside Father Luo. Father Luo regained his composure, nodded, and another person came. Wearing a pair of white gloves, he skillfully collected the bones on the lowered spark table and put them into an urn.

As for Luo Mu, she has fainted.

Luo Ling stood there blankly, staring blankly at the ashes that could no longer see any shape, and turned his head blankly... Luo's father hugged Luo's mother and slowly left the spark room.

He stepped forward quickly and stretched out his hand, but this time he was surprised to find that his hand seemed to be able to feel the touch of air!

The next second, his eyes suddenly opened——

Viu's eager face appeared above his head, seeing him wake up, he rubbed him into his arms fiercely, eyes hidden in the darkness, unable to see the meaning clearly.

Mo Xiu stood on the other side of Luo Ling, and let out a long breath: "...Little brat, you are finally back."

The author has something to say: explain——

The wound on Luo's mother's foot was caused by running out of the house barefoot after hearing the news of her son's death. It seems that it is not easy to explain in the text, so I will put it here.

About this chapter, because some of the plots are experienced by the author, so I send you four words: cherish everything.Nothing else to say.

um, good night at last