"dad?"

Zhang Meng covered her mouth, and he looked at the man in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zhang Shaoye sat in front of the desk, squatting on his horse's stance, and holding a huge brush in his hand.

The strokes fell, and the white paper was like magic, and there was a word that seemed to be about to take off.

This is Zhang Meng's father's habit for many years. No matter when he gets up, he has to write a word in front of his desk every day.

"Why?"

Zhang Meng stood there blankly, looking at his hands, and his young arms and tender palms immediately entered his eyes.

His whole body was trembling, and the broken fragments in his memory flashed through his mind. The door to rebirth and everyone... Zhang Meng showed an expression of incomparable pain on her face.

"What are you still staying at? Go and tidy up your clothes and you will go to your uncle's house for lunch."

Zhang Shaoye's low voice came, still as deep and serious as before.

"Is this true?"

Zhang Meng's eyes suddenly turned red. He rushed towards Zhang Shaoye, and then hugged Zhang Shaoye tightly and refused to let go.

It's still the faint fragrance. Zhang Meng remembers this smell very clearly. It is her mother's favorite taste, so whether Zhang Shaoye is washing clothes or taking a bath, he will add the fragrance of jasmine. He said that this way his wife will sleep peacefully.

Zhang Shaoye's body became a little stiff. He sighed and said, "Silly child, do you miss your mother again?"

Zhang Meng shook her head. The feeling was absolutely right. This was really his father.

No one can understand what a boy who was abandoned by his father since childhood feels like.

"It's okay, good boy, dad won't leave you..."

The deep voice reached Zhang Meng's ears, making him feel safe involuntarily.

Zhang Meng nodded, holding his father's hands tightened a little more. He was really scared, afraid that once he let go of his hand, all this would turn into ashes again.

"What a stupid kid. Go and wipe your face and turn into a big cat..."

Zhang Shaoye picked up Zhang Meng, he kissed Zhang Meng on the forehead and said with a smile.

Zhang Shaohong, Zhang Shaoba, Zhang Shaotu, sick ghost, Jun Ge, Zhao San, and the cripple all came. Zhang Meng gradually calmed down from the initial ecstasy, and his eyes became a little confused.

Is this a dream?

Looking at the group of people laughing, Zhang Meng murmured.

He pinched himself, and the pain was so real again.

This is not a dream, what's going on with that strange memory? The confused expression in Zhang Meng's eyes became more and more serious.

"What's wrong, Xiao Mengzi seems to be unhappy."

Zhao San walked over, picked up Zhang Meng and said.

"It's okay, I feel a little dizzy."

Zhang Meng lied subconsciously.

The day passed quickly, and Zhang Meng was lying on the bed. He felt this familiar and unfamiliar feeling until very late.

Zhang Meng was a little scared. What kind of scene would it turn into when he woke up?

“Get up”

The familiar voice woke Zhang Meng up, and Zhang Meng was so excited that she immediately sat up.

"dad."

Zhang Meng suddenly threw herself into Zhang Shaoye's arms.

Is this true?

As the days pass by day, those strange memories will often appear in Zhang Meng's mind. The smile on Zhang Meng's face becomes less and less, because those strange memories are like maggots on the bones, torture him torn to collapse.

"Dad, I'm going to Shenzhen丨I heard from Uncle San say it's fun there." Zhang Meng lay in Zhang Shaoye's arms and said softly.

"No, you are still young, what if you get lost? The mainland has not been peaceful these years, but it is not like Hong Kong.

Zhang Shaoye took a photo of Zhang Meng's back.

"Then can we go to Xiaoni Forest Park to have fun? I haven't been there yet." Zhang Meng continued

"The Forest Park is too remote. Is there anything fun? Let your third uncle take you to Central Park to play later. Don't you like where you most?"

Zhang Shaoye said with a smile.

"Then Dad, let's go see the train."

"Okay, okay, you kid." Zhang Shaoye said with a wry smile.

Next to the railway track, Zhang Shaoye led Zhang Meng. He pointed to the wooden track and said, "Did you see it? This is the railway track, and the train will drive over from above."

“Where will they drive?”

Zhang Meng asked.

"I don't know, heading to the next stop, a strange place, maybe the end point." Zhang Shaoye patted Zhang Meng's head.

"Is it an unknown place?" Zhang Meng said softly.

"Dad, do you know? I have had many dreams over the past few years. Yesterday I dreamed that someone told me that dreams are not fictional, they are just reorganization. All the sentences I heard or the scenes I saw can be reorganized, including all the people I saw. So I want to try whether this is real..."

"What are you stupid kid saying? Go back with me."

Zhang Shaoye's face changed, and Zhang Meng suddenly broke free from him and rushed towards the railway tracks.

A huge rumbling sound suddenly came from the ground, and a yellow searchlight was straggling in the distance, accompanied by a huge train whistle.

"Dad, I also hope this is true. I feel like a walking corpse in the past few years of life. I don't even remember what I did, because I have experienced everything, and now I'm just repeating it. I haven't been to Xiaoni Forest Park, nor to Shenzhen丨So you can't create these two places again, right?"

Zhang Meng retreated to the edge of the railway tracks, and the train made a huge whistle sound, and the rumbling vibration on the ground seemed to lift his young body.

"Dad, being with you is the happiest time in my years, but now I'm leaving here."

Zhang Meng roared and he rushed down towards the railway track.

boom

"Hosh, hosh..."

Zhang Meng sat up suddenly, beads of sweat the size of beans hung on his forehead, his chest fluctuated violently, and it seemed that there were countless insects chewing on the organs inside. The tearing pain made him vomit instantly and vomited a mouthful of turbid water on the hospital bed.

There were complicated medical wires inserted into him, and Zhang Meng moved his right hand. He looked at his intact right arm with a dull expression.

This is not another dream, right?

"Squeak..."

A crack suddenly opened at the door, and a slightly obese woman walked in with a broom. She looked at Zhang Meng sitting up and was immediately surprised.

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