“There was a fierce battle in the room.”
"Master Xiao drove away the uninvited guests in Tangtang's room."
The child is too young, and Mr. Tang doesn’t want to say too bloody words to the child.
"Tangtang doesn't have to worry about the other party appearing next to Tangtang again."
...
Mr. Tang talked about his room, and the child's mood came back when he saw his room.
Shocked, scared, unbelievable...
She screamed...
Then my grandfather took him out of the room.
...
"So don't worry."
Mr. Tang smiled gently to the child.
“It’s all over.”
"Tangtang is fine."
"Believe in Grandpa."
"Grandpa never cheated Tangtang."
“Isn’t it?”
...
The child stared at grandpa blankly.
Then, he nodded slowly.
Um.
Grandpa never lie to her.
She always will do whatever she promised.
...
The child gradually began to accept the facts his grandfather told her.
That terrible...big spider...
He really left her.
...
"Tangtang."
Seeing that the child was silent, considering that the child was too young, he might not know how to start telling his experience...
Mr. Tang used a question to open the head for the child.
"Did you have been painting for the time being because it requires you to do that?"
...
The child was slightly stunned.
She subconsciously shook her head.
Nodded again.
Shake his head again.
...
This made Mr. Tang confused.
Should I nod or shake my head?
...
"I……"
The child pinched his fingers, his eyes were a little distracted, "It..."
"Mother……"
...
Um?
Mr. Tang was surprised.
Why is there any matter with the mother of the child?
The child’s mother and father have been on business trips because of work during this period, and they have been rushing to leave again soon after they come back...
...
“Speak slowly.”
Mr. Tang also spoke very slowly.
"No hurry."
...
The child took a deep breath.
"That day, I was painting..."
...
The child heard the sound from the balcony.
She ran to the balcony and looked down at the railing.
It was mom and dad chatting.
Dad left.
Mom is trimming flowers in the yard.
A small floral dress with lace piping is almost integrated with the flowers.
Mom was wearing a straw hat wrapped in lace.
There are colorful and beautiful flowers on the hat.
Mom is like a flower fairy transformed from flowers.
In the sun, my mother's figure seemed a little illusory because of the hazy light around her.
The child was stunned.
...
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in the child's mind.
She ran back to the room with a dazzle.
Soon, she ran back to the balcony with a bunch of things.
She wants to draw her beautiful mother.
The child is both excited and excited.
...
The child started drawing very seriously.
...
She has lost many pictures of her paintings.
Start drawing again.
Even if the mother left the yard, the child was still painting.
The scene before the mother has been deeply engraved in the child's mind.
...
Until he heard the mother's voice, the child subconsciously hid his own painting.
Her paintings are not finished yet.
Can't show it to my mother.
Fortunately, the night color covered her paintings well.
...
The child ran to the door of the room and went downstairs to have dinner with his mother.
......
She suppressed the excitement in her heart.
She wants to give her mother a surprise.
...
That day, she quickly finished her meal and ran back to the bedroom.
She was immersed in painting.
...
finally……
The child threw down his pen...
...
“Good drawing.”
A cold and uncomfortable voice sounded in the child's mind.
...
The child got up in panic after being frightened.
The painting on the drawing board was implicated by her movements and flew out of the balcony.
...
"ah!"
The child exclaimed.
Her paintings!
...
The next second, the child was stunned.
She saw that the painting she had fallen stopped.
On the painting, a terrible black...
The child doesn't know what that is.
I only know that it penetrated her paintings.
Just next to my mother's face.
The child's breathing stagnates.
...
The child moves his sight slowly.
The next second, her pupils trembled violently.
His face was pale.
A face full of horror.
The scream stuck in his throat.
The child can't make any noise.
...
spider!
But it is bigger than all the spiders she has seen before.
They all have to look ferocious.
and……
The child opens his mouth.
His throat made a hoarse gasp like despair.
That's...
What?
On the back of a huge and terrifying spider...
There are many faces.
It should be a beautiful sister and aunt's face.
but……
So many beautiful faces squeezed together.
It is again describing such a terrifying spider's back...
The child only felt goose bumps all over his body.
She had a nausea-like feeling.
good……
nausea.
The child couldn't help but reach out and hold his stomach.
She was a little dry and retching.
Very... terrible.
Tears oozed from the corners of the child's eyes
It's nausea.
It's also because of fear.
...
The child wants to run away.
She wants to find her parents and grandpa...
Or anyone can do it.
Who will save her...
She couldn't move.
She was too scared.
She deliberately did not look at the back of the big spider.
She lowered her eyes.
She wanted her feet to move.
But I screamed loudly in my heart...
Her feet were still fixed.
Can't move at all.
...
"Who is this?"
The cold and sweet voice was like a snake letter with a poisonous tongue that streaked across her brain nerves.
The child shivered violently.
...
"Answer me."
...
The child's eyes were filled with fear and panic.
"Mom, mom."
Children's teeth are fighting.
Therefore, the sound that came out was also trembling.
The child's voice is very soft.
It was hoarse as if I hadn't drunk water for a few days.
...
"oh."
"She's here?"
"I'll go find her."
...
The child didn't know where the courage came from, so she opened her eyes and shouted, "No!"
"Why are you looking for mom?"
The child's whole body was trembling.
But he still stubbornly let himself stand in front of the big spider.
...
“You’ve painted beautifully.”
Big spider will answer questions and answers.
He looks very good-tempered.
It's just that the cold and smooth voice really makes the child feel uncomfortable.
...
"I want to see the real person."
"Maybe I can have one more collection."
...
“Collection?”
The child is puzzled.
What collection?
...
"Did you see my back?"
“Those are my precious collection.”
"Your mom will be one of them, too."
...
The big spider makes his back appear more clearly in front of the child.
...
“Is every face beautiful?”
...
A hint of joy appeared in the cold and sweet voice.
The child was immediately disgusted and retching.
"No, no..."
The child tried hard to scream.
The sound made was slightly hoarse so that I almost couldn't hear it clearly.
...
Chapter completed!