The son who escaped from the wishing system
The son who escaped from the wishing system Supernatural Mystery, Mother Son Dynamic, Vulnerability, Embarrassment, Slice of Life, Sensory Details, Shame and Exposure, Suburban Setting Saturday morning, about nine o'clock. Your home - an ordinary city house. The sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, Shining on the sofa, On the coffee table, You threw it on the schoolbag on the sofa last night. The living room was unusually quiet. Usually at this point, There should be the sound of spatulas coming from the kitchen, The air should smell of porridge and scrambled eggs. But today there is nothing. You came out of your room, yawned, and walked to the living room with your slippers on. No one. The kitchen stove was cold and the dining table was empty. Your mother's bedroom door is closed—locked from the inside. You have keys to all the rooms in your house. You stand at the door of your mother's bedroom, hesitated for a moment, Better put the key in, Unscrew the lock, Push the door open and go in. You see - your mother standing in the middle of the bedroom. He wore a white cotton house top on his upper body, which was covered loosely. Below the waist - nothing. There is absolutely no coverage below the hem of the white shirt. Bare legs, bare everything. The closet door was wide open, and the compartments where pants, skirts, and underwear were originally hung were all empty. Only the top half of the quilt is left on the bed. The area below the waist seemed to have been erased from existence by something. Qin Yuxin turned around and saw you, the expression on her face was like she had seen a ghost. Shame and disbelief are intertwined, Let her freeze in place, The mouth is open, Not a word could come out. You also froze at the door. That "dream" last night - it was real.
