Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

In the old dormitory house, in the mirror with some stains, five or six-year-old Lin Mo stood there.

On the childish face, there is a calm and coldness that does not belong to this age.

Outside the mirror, Lin Mo was still crying.

Inside and outside the mirror, it was as if two people with the same height and appearance, but completely different people, were doing completely different actions.

"Brother, you have to help me, the fat tigers in Building 3 joined forces to bully me!"

Five-year-old Lin Mo's voice was tender and aggrieved.

At this time, 'Lin Mo' in the mirror shook his head.

"I don't care, you have the ability to fight back yourself." It was also a childish voice, but her voice was calm.

"You are my brother, I was bullied, you don't care?"

"I said just now, it doesn't matter."

"Then I'll tell Dad about you."

"you dare!"

"See if I dare, I'll go right now."

"Okay, okay, I'll help you, but only this time."

"Hey, thank you brother!"

If anyone saw this scene at this time, they would find that from beginning to end, five-year-old Lin Mo was talking to himself in the mirror alone. .

Crying for a while, then calming down again.

Some people might find it interesting.

But if you look closely, it's scary.

This is definitely not something a five-year-old can play.

The screen turns.

In a small alley, a few years across the street, a child bigger than Lin Mo was lying on the ground crying.

Some of these children have already entered the first grade of primary school, but all of them were beaten and cried by Lin Mo.

"Listen well, if you bully my brother again, I'll pull out all your teeth one by one." Lin Mo threatened viciously. A chubby child on the opposite side covered his flushed face and asked courageously: "Who is your brother?"

"Lin Mo!"

Lin Mo left after speaking.

There is quite a bit of waving of the sleeves, and the wind is light and cloudy without taking away a cloud of clouds.

Anyway, the children who were beaten down by him were dumbfounded.

From now on, Lin Mo will detour when he sees him from a distance.

In the old alley, beside the alley, on the bank of the river, on the willow tree, cicadas and birds chirping; the wind in spring, the rain in autumn, and the scorching sun in summer.

Lin Mo's childhood memories are left here.

He lost his mother since he was a child, and his father brought him up with **** and urine all by himself.

But Lin Mo didn't feel that he was unhappy.

Perhaps it is because, growing up along the way, I have my brother as a playmate.

Chatting with him, playing with him, being bullied, having an older brother, the most important thing is that my older brother will not rob him of delicious food.

Simple, ordinary, with innocence.

This is Lin Mo's childhood.

"Xiao Mo, don't tell Dad about my business."

On the big willow tree at the entrance of the alley, Lin Mo leaned on the big branch above, almost half-lying, with his eyes closed, a willow branch in his mouth, feeling the rustling of the willow leaves in the wind. To the warmth of the sun falling on the face through the gap between the leaves, this is the most comfortable and comfortable moment for him and his brother.

The big willow tree is their secret base.

Of course, climbing trees has always been my brother's strength. After all, this position is also close to three meters from the ground, which is not too low. Lin Mo can't be afraid to climb by himself.

"Brother, why don't you let Dad know of your existence?" Five-year-old Lin Mo didn't understand this. He didn't even have the heart to think about why his own brother was different from everyone else's.

No one knew of his brother's existence except himself.

Of course, the reason was not only because my brother was in the same body with him, but also because my brother never let Lin Mo tell his existence.

Not even my father can speak.

As for why, my brother never said, Lin Mo asked, but he didn't say anything.

"Brother, tell me another story." Lin Mo likes to listen to stories. The other children are told stories by their mothers and fathers before going to bed, but Lin Mo doesn't.

But he has a brother.

"Xiao Mo, what do you want to hear?"

"Let's make a mess in the Heavenly Palace, you haven't finished talking last time, I like Zhu Bajie quite a bit."

"Row."

A child's voice rang from the tree branch, telling a story that only the two brothers could hear.

The screen turns again.

dark night.

It was quiet outside the old building, and occasionally there would be people riding bicycles under the street lights on the road.

The street lights are dim, but there are always some moths and other flying insects around.

In the old building, Lin Mo was sleeping soundly.

But soon, he was frowning and breathing quickly, as if he was experiencing a terrible nightmare.

in a dream.

Lin Mo hid under the bed. He was very scared, so he covered his face with his small hands, but he belonged to the category of people who are addicted to vegetables and wanted to watch.

What he wanted to see was a ghost outside.

The house in the dream is very strange, only a small part of the area can be seen outside, and most of it is pitch black.

In the darkness, a figure stood.

That's a ghost.

It exudes a unique cold and rancid smell.

The fact that the other party is a ghost was not said by Lin Mo, but by my brother. At this time, my brother was negotiating with the ghost.

Lin Mo didn't know or hear what he said, but thinking about the horror of ghosts, Lin Mo couldn't help shivering.

For this kind of 'foreign' work, it was always the elder brother who came forward, and Lin Mo was always the one standing behind his elder brother.

He didn't feel embarrassed about it.

Like this kind of nightmare where you can see ghosts, Lin Mo does it almost every day. Of course, every time it's his brother who goes to negotiate with those terrifying ghosts.

Lin Mo has become accustomed to it.

Sometimes ghosts are more obedient, talk for a while, and they go away on their own.

But sometimes there will be some disobedient people.

If so, the elder brother will fight with the disobedient ghost, and of course every time the elder brother wins.

Therefore, although Lin Mo is afraid, that's all, he is not worried.

On the contrary, he also hoped to meet that kind of unreasonable ghost, so that his brother could teach him a lesson.

Watching a fight is definitely more interesting than watching a boring negotiation.

This negotiation did not go well.

Although Lin Mo couldn't hear what his brother said over there, he could feel it.

Something is not right.

But Lin Mo was scared and excited at this time. If he had to compare, maybe the latter would be even more.

"Fight, fight."

Lin Mo under the bed clenched his fists and looked at his brother's back with some anticipation.

Soon, there was a strange laugh outside.

Accompanied by his brother's reprimand.

"Don't be shameless, get out of here!"

As soon as the voice fell, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the darkness and dragged my brother into the darkness.

Lin Mo couldn't see it, but he could hear the sound of fighting.

The sound was scary.

After a while, the sound stopped.

Brother is back.

Covered in blood.

Lin Mo hurriedly ran out to support him.

"Won?"

"Nonsense, can I come back if I lose?"

"Brother, why are those ghosts coming to us?"

"It's not for us, it's for you."

"Looking for me? Why, I didn't mess with them."

"It's your fault, you understand?"

"I don't know, what do you mean?"

"I don't want to explain to you, I want to take a break, I want to be quiet!"

"Who is Jingjing?"

"…"

The screen turned again.

At this time, Lin Mo looked eleven or twelve years old, without the immaturity of a child, but at this age, he was still immature.

This is a gym class.

The boys run four laps around the playground.

Lin Mo ran at the back from the beginning.

He's not fat, he's thin, even skinny.

I was exhausted and out of breath after just running.

"Lin Mo, your physical strength is really weak, you."

"Yes, yes, girls are better than you."

Similar to the ridicule from classmates, Lin Mo has been listening to it for several years.

got used to.

Originally, at this age, he should be full of vigor, when his physical strength and energy are the most vigorous, but at this time, Lin Mo is like a sick child, and his physical strength is far worse than that of his peers.

That night, my brother announced a big news.

He is going.

Lin Mo didn't quite understand what it meant to go.

Since he can remember, his brother has been with him for twelve years. He was used to being with his brother, and at that age, he didn't know much about parting.

"Where are you going?" In the dream, Lin Mo dragged his brother in disbelief.

"I don't know if I tell you, so don't ask."

"But why are you leaving?"

"If I don't leave, you will become a vegetable in the future."

"Veteran? Is it the kind of person on TV who gets hit by a car and never wakes up again?"

"Yes, so, I have to go."

"But you go, I'm afraid, what if no one chats with me? Who tells me stories? Someone bullies me, who helps me find a place? Also, when ghosts come at night, who helps me drive them away? Brother, You can't go."

In the past, Lin Mo was so troublesome.

He knew that as long as he made trouble like this, his brother would definitely give in and accommodate him.

But this time, the elder brother's attitude was very firm.

Say anything to go.

Can't stop it at all.

"Xiao Mo, don't worry, at this age, you can completely integrate with that thing. After all, it's been more than ten years. So even if I leave, no ghost will come to you again. You'll be like everyone else, and you'll be living a normal life."

"I don't want it, I don't want it!"

"Don't listen to normal words, do you believe I beat you?"

"Yes, but what if I miss you?"

"Look in the mirror, we both look the same. When you see yourself in the mirror, you also see me!"

Brother is gone!

Twelve-year-old Lin Mo didn't know where his brother went.

But he always remembered what his brother told him, and never mentioned his existence to others, but the people around him found that Lin Mo was much more silent and withdrawn than before.

But no one cares.

Even dad.

Dad also consulted a doctor for this. The doctor said that the child is about to puberty and is normal.

The annual rings of the years begin to turn, and time is like a calendar torn from the wall, one page, one page, when it is torn with great force, but soon, it will be left in an inconspicuous corner, as if it is insignificant.

Life is made up of pages and pages of calendars, and each page records the joys and sorrows.

There are the troubles of growing up and the restlessness of youth.

But even if Lin Mo went to high school, he would still remember that summer, on the old willow branch, the journey to the west that his brother told him, the sun was very warm that day, and the rustling of the willow leaves was very pleasant.

A terrifying nightmare, Lin Mo has never done it again.

It seems that it has been a long time ago, and even that is just the cranky thoughts of a child.

It is too late to miss, as if it has gone away with the wind.

High school life is very fulfilling.

Fragments of memory flashed through Lin Mo's mind little by little.

He remembers a lot of it himself, and some are very unfamiliar. These memories go through one by one, like a person re-experiencing a past life.

Those precious pasts in memory, those important people in memory, laughing and sad, experiencing it again, as a bystander, Lin Mo has more than a thousand emotions in his heart.

When I was a freshman in high school, the most exciting thing I remember was a fight with a girl named Liu Jia.

…

Liu Jia is a very character girl.

The first half of the cut-off memory was about my brother, and the second half was actually about Liu Jia.

Personality is something that is innate, and even after experiencing the tempering of growth, it still cannot be changed.

It's like an iron rod polished with sandpaper, from rough at the beginning, to bright and smooth.

Luck made Lin Mo and Liu Jia become the same table at the beginning.

Because of the trivial matter of who takes up more of the desktop, the two of them went from a verbal greeting at the beginning to an appointment in the woods after class.

Lin Mo didn't expect that this woman actually dared to come.

He didn't even expect that in the first fight in high school, he actually lost, or at the hands of a woman.

Shameful.

Later, knowing that Liu Jia had practiced martial arts for ten years, Lin Mo realized that he had been tricked.

Therefore, in the first year of high school, Liu Jia gave Lin Mo the impression that the other party was a cunning and sinister woman.

It is shameless to say that you have practiced martial arts earlier.

But many times, the little sparks and goodwill between men and women are generated in the collision. Lin Mo and Liu Jia obviously belonged to this category, although neither of them admitted that they had a crush on each other at that time.

In the second year of high school, the two were already brothers and sisters.

Everyone in the class knows this.

Of course, the matter of falling in love too early was definitely a taboo among the taboos in middle school. Even if everyone knew it well, no one dared to say it on the stage.

Compared with the other members of the class, Lin Mo and Liu Jia are quite restrained.

Memories are passing quickly.

Obviously Liu Jia definitely belongs to a very important person in Lin Mo's life.

And this importance is irreplaceable.

third grade.

The pressure to study increases.

The school adopts a boarding system for the third year of senior high school.

effect, of course.

Even the poorest students in the class, the third graders of high school made the most of the sharpening of the guns, and the guns were polished brightly.

In Lin Mo's eyes, apart from Liu Jia's memory, he already had an impression. This time, after completing the memory, he went through it again, which made him feel like he was living again.

It turned out that what the teacher said at that time was true. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Don't look at high school, you are very tired, but this is the best experience in your life.

But some people didn't make it to graduation.

Mo Wenting's experience overlapped with Lin Mo's memory for a certain period of time.

Of course, this time it unfolded from Lin Mo's perspective.

From this moment on, the memory, without the bright sunshine before, began to become terrifying.

It was a not-so-sunny night, and not a single star could be seen in the sky.

As usual, Lin Mo and Liu Jia were walking on the campus path, enjoying the comfort and relaxation after a day of intense study.

Halfway along, Liu Jia suddenly stopped, and then pointed his finger to his lips.

Lin Mo understood, and a pig came to eat cabbage.

The pigs are very happy to eat, and the cabbage is also very satisfied.

Continuing to walk forward, suddenly, a person rushed out of the grass and hugged Lin Mo tightly.

It's Mo Wenting.

Lin Mo experienced the past again and could feel all his emotions at that time.

At this moment, Lin Mo clearly felt something.

Very strange.

But Lin Mo knew what that was.

fear!

Being hugged by Mo Wenting, who suddenly rushed out, felt fright and fear at that moment.

Lin Mo heard Liu Jia mention it, and Mo Wenting said it, and it was the first time he saw it from his own perspective.

Lin Mo didn't care about the details of this matter.

What he cared about was that he actually felt fear.

It was like something that had been stripped away and returned to its side.

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