Chapter 570 Who is that person?

Chapter 570 Who is that person?

Xiao Ke got up and got dressed, then went to wash his face and brush his teeth. When he came to the living room, his mother had already prepared breakfast.

A poached egg and a glass of milk.

Mother said: "Wait for me at the school gate after school today. I will take you to Dr. Li."

Xiao Ke nodded silently.

This is a single-parent family. Xiao Ke lost his father many years ago, but a few months ago, he suddenly had some strange dreams. Those dreams entangled him, making him feel confused, confused, and afraid.

In his dreams, he often saw the collapse of the fairy tower, the edge of the world, and a light belt with someone walking on it, and he remembered the person walking at the end very clearly.

He remembered that figure very clearly.

As a twelve-year-old boy, of course he could not keep the contents of these dreams in his heart, but spoke them out immediately, telling his mother, teachers, classmates, and everyone.

So of course.

The teacher suggested that his mother take him to see a psychiatrist.

The psychiatrist said: "The fairy tower is the pillar of our world, and the father's role in the family is also a pillar. When his father leaves, it is like the pillar collapses, so he often dreams that the fairy tower collapses."

Mother approved of it very much, and Xiao Ke almost believed it.

However, that scene was too real!

"Did you dream about that dream again last night?" Mother asked.

Xiao Ke shook his head.

Xiao Ke was twelve years old and had learned to lie, otherwise endless ridicule and accusations would be waiting for him.

He has been called to the office more than once by his teacher for saying strange things in class.

The mother said: "The treatment from a psychiatrist is really useful. It is indeed expensive for a reason."

Xiao Ke sneered in his heart, is it really useful?

After breakfast, Xiao Ke came to school and started class. Although he was a primary school student, he still had to study early. Everyone began to recite the text, but Xiao Ke was drawing.

What he drew was a fairy tower being destroyed by a beam of light.

What he painted was the edge of the universe.

What he drew was a path of light with several people walking on it, and he drew the last person most clearly. That person had a dagger, and the dagger was wrapped in thunder and lightning.

"Xiao Ke, what are you drawing?"

Xiao Ke was shocked and planned to put the painting away, but the teacher had already taken it away.

The teacher carefully looked at the pictures in the textbook, and then said sternly: "Xiao Ke, come to my office immediately!"

Xiao Ke stood up silently, lowered his head and followed the teacher to the office. There were other teachers in the office, but his class teacher cursed him unceremoniously: "Xiao Ke, you don't study hard to doodle, and you're still in the textbook." Doodles, what is a textbook? It is a carrier of knowledge, it is sacred, and it is the sweat and effort of countless teachers who compiled the textbooks. How can you be worthy of those teachers and your mother?"

Xiao Ke was constantly scolded by the teacher, but what he was thinking in his heart was: Why hasn't the beam of light come yet? If I come, it will prove that what I said is true. If I come, I won't have to be scolded.

If it comes

It's coming, it's really coming!

A colorful light suddenly flashed outside the window. The head teacher stopped scolding. All the teachers looked out the window. Then they saw a colorful beam of light wrapped with thunder and lightning suddenly shot from the horizon and hit hard. That fairy tower.

The class teacher turned around and stared blankly at the painting in the book. The cute fairy tower was hit by a beam of light and then collapsed.

The head teacher looked at Xiao Ke in disbelief: "Is the dream you mentioned true?"

Xiao Ke raised his head: "Of course!"

The above is just Xiao Ke's imagination. The reality is that he was severely scolded by the class teacher until the bell rang for self-study, and then the class teacher asked him to go back to class by himself.

After the day's classes, he came to the school gate and saw his mother waiting anxiously.

"The head teacher called me and said that you were doodling in the textbook. Didn't you say that you don't have those dreams anymore? It seems that you still need to see a psychiatrist."

Xiao Ke said nothing.

He followed his mother to the psychiatrist's consulting room. After examining Xiao Ke, the psychiatrist said: "Your child's situation is the most serious I have ever seen. I suggest that he be sent to this school. This is very... A well-known elite education school that specializes in treating children with various mental illnesses, especially Internet addiction."

The mother said: "My child is very well-behaved and studies well."

The psychiatrist said: "No, I mean, there are professional teachers and professional equipment in this school. At least compared to me, they are more professional and can solve your problems better."

The mother asked Xiao Ke: "Xiao Ke, do you want to go to this new school?"

Xiao Ke paused, looked at his mother's haggard face, and finally said: "Whatever."

The psychiatrist immediately sent over a business card: "This is the contact information of the principal of that school. If you say that I introduced you, I can give you a 30% discount."

The mother immediately thanked you and said, "Thank you so much, doctor, for taking such trouble."

When Xiao Ke returned home, his mother immediately began to pack her luggage. Xiao Ke opened a notebook, and this notebook was filled with paintings that he had drawn.

What does this dream mean?

Xiao Ke fell into thinking.

"Xiao Ke, it's time to go to bed. I'll take you to that school tomorrow."

Xiao Ke went to bed. Before going to bed, he opened the curtains and took a look at the fairy tower.

That night, he had another dream. This dream was still so real, but the difference from before was that he found himself walking on the colorful light belt.

He stepped on the colorful light belt, and then ran forward as hard as he could, running non-stop. He wanted to catch up with the people in front of him, but although the people in front of him were walking very slowly, it was difficult for him to catch up. It was difficult, okay. Difficult, so difficult!

Unable to run, just like everyone running in a dream, they have obviously tried their best, but they just can't pick up the speed.

This is because most people's brains don't convert fast enough and the scene changes slowly. After all, in a dream, you are not moving forward, but the scene is moving backward.

But this time it was different. This time it was not that Xiao Ke ran slowly, but that he couldn't catch up with the people in front of him who were walking slowly.

He ran wildly, until he cried, until he was tired, and until he was desperate.

Finally, he stopped.

But at this moment, the person at the end in front slowly turned around, and the person asked: "Who are you?"

Xiao Ke shouted: "Come and save me, save my world, the fairy tower in our world is about to collapse!"

Xiao Ke shouted and kept shouting. He told all the contents of the dream. He was like a person grasping the last straw. He shouted.

Finally, he woke up.

"Xiao Ke, what's wrong with you?"

Mother asked softly, her eyes full of fatigue and tears stained at the corners.

Xiao Ke said: "Mom, I'm fine."

He didn't want his mother to worry.

"Are you having nightmares again?" Mother asked.

Xiao Ke nodded silently, and then he remembered something again. He said: "This time is different. I saw that person, that person's face, and he asked me who I was?"

The mother quickly hugged Xiao Ke and then cried silently.

And Xiao Ke could no longer speak.

At this time, he understood that sometimes lies were necessary. In order not to worry his relatives, he had no choice but to lie.

"Who is that person?" Mother asked.

Xiao Ke opened his mouth, but then didn't say anything because he didn't ask.

The mother suddenly decided to change her thinking. She decided to believe in her child. She said: "We are not going to that school. I will go to the company to ask for leave, and I will take you to the countryside. Let's go and relax."

Go away from any psychiatrist or elite school. If I don’t believe in my child, who else can believe in him?