Chapter IV
In the evening, the quiet moonlight shone into the narrow and messy room. The young girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed looked uneasy, and sweat gradually seeped out of her forehead.
In the dream, the American rainforest was surrounded by giant trees, and the branches and leaves covered the sky.
Mo Zihan stood in the forest and looked around. There were familiar rubber trees, cacao trees, and the king lotus that was unique to this place. Its leaves were as long as 1.5 meters in diameter. 5 meters.
Poisonous mosquitoes the size of a baby's fist flew past hurriedly.
Suddenly, her ears twitched and she quickly turned around. She saw a figure on a branch of a towering tree sliding down rapidly with a sling. She could not see the person's face clearly, but she felt that it was very familiar.
The figure landed steadily on the ground and slowly walked to her. She tried her best to see the person's face, but all she saw was long hair and an elegant and calm figure.
"We look exactly the same.”The voice rang in his ears. It seemed to be the other party's words, but it also seemed to be his own thoughts.
"Ah!" The thin figure sat up from the small bed and covered her chest with one hand. Her forehead was covered in sweat. She frowned and lifted the blanket to get off the bed. She turned on the dim yellow light in the room and walked to the mirror.
In the mirror, the skinny body seemed to be less than 1.6 meters tall. He reached out his hands, which were like skin and bones.
She touched her own face and looked at the thin and slightly pale face in the mirror. His thin face made his eyes look even bigger. This face was very familiar from the bottom of his heart.
Mo Zihan suddenly closed his eyes, trying to catch that familiar feeling in his heart. However, just like every time, he flew further and further away, unable to catch it.
The environment in the dream seemed to be more familiar and comfortable than the family she was in now.
However, he couldn't recall anything after a long time. Even the familiar feeling in his dream was gradually disappearing.
He laughed at himself and turned around to sit on the bed. He let out a long sigh of relief. Perhaps it was an illusion. Perhaps everything was just his imagination.
Perhaps she was Mo Zihan, the most inconspicuous little girl from a poor family in Lan City. Her academic performance was a mess, and she was timid. He had an ordinary-looking, burly mother and a father who was addicted to drinking and playing cards.
Under the dim yellow light, the young girl sat at the end of the bed. She licked her dry lips and tried to speak slowly," Mom…Mom…"
"Mommy…"
"Mommy…"
At first, she seemed a little distant and resistant. Gradually, a happy smile appeared on her lips.
A warmth that came from the bottom of her heart spread throughout her body. This title seemed to have been desired for a long time, but it also seemed to have a kind of stubbornness that made her tremble from the bottom of her heart.
The morning light shone into the window and onto the little blue-white bed. The young girl slowly opened her eyes. A trace of confusion flashed in her clear eyes, and gradually, she became calm.
She reached out to pick up the small alarm clock on the bedside table and looked at the time. It was only four in the morning.
For some reason, since the day she woke up, she would wake up at this time every morning, just like her familiar biological clock. It was not disturbed by the sudden change, even though she had not slept for almost the entire night.
Lifting the blanket, Mo Zihan gently opened the door. He first walked to his parents 'room and listened quietly for a while before quietly opening the door. In the room, his parents were sleeping soundly under the old and heavy quilt. Mo Junbao's snoring was deafening.
After closing the door, Mo Zihan went to the courtyard.
Her house was a small bungalow that was very common in Lan City. The house was not big and had two bedrooms. There were some haystacks and firewood piled outside, and chickens and ducks were raised in the yard.
Mo Zihan went to the courtyard and turned on the tap. Cold water poured out. She quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth, then went into the house to change into a sweatshirt. Then, she ran out of the courtyard on her worn-out sneakers.
She was going to do morning exercises because her body was too thin and weak, so she felt that she had to start exercising.
The morning sun hung high in the sky, bringing with it a rosy glow. The air was extremely comfortable in the early morning of September. As they ran on the road, there was no one around them.
He ran out of the Pingfang District along the courtyard. Outside was the riverbank of Lan City. The surroundings of the riverbank had already been developed. High-rise buildings stood tall, and it could be considered the city center.
Mo Zihan had heard yesterday that the bungalow in his house seemed to have received a demolition notice from the government. Perhaps for the sake of urban construction, this old Pingfang District was about to be sacrificed.
There was a clean fence along the river in Lan City. As they walked north along the fence, they got closer to the city center. However, in this small city with a slow pace of life, there was still no one in sight at four in the morning.
Other than the whistle of the ship, only the chirping of birds echoed in his ears.
After an hour of running, her forehead was covered in sweat and her legs were weak. Mo Zihan leaned against the protective wall by the river and looked at the water. His eyes were filled with calmness. Taking a deep breath, she opened her arms and shouted loudly. Her voice was as loud as a rainbow, like an eagle soaring in the sky, soaring into the nine heavens and piercing into the clouds!
A few large birds immediately spread their wings and flew into the distance as if they were escaping.
"Damn it! Why are you shouting so early in the morning? Can't you let me sleep?!" The residents in the attached rooms opened the windows and roared angrily.
Mo Zihan's lips curled into a smile, but in his heart, he felt a sense of relief. It was as if he had thrown away all the depression he had felt since he woke up.
As if she did not hear the insults at all, she placed her hands on her hips and ran forward again.
If you observed carefully, you would find that the distance between each step was exactly the same. Only those who had undergone long-term rigorous training would be able to make every step exactly the same.
After running, Mo Zihan stood by the river and did stretching exercises. He flexibly rotated every joint, relaxed his meridians and blood circulation, relieved the tight muscles of his body after intense exercise, and adjusted his breath.
It was already half-past six when he finished his series of actions. People appeared on the street one after another. Tricks lined up on the roadside, and the fragrance of soybean milk and youtiao wafted over.
Not long after, the small seats on the street were already filled with people eating breakfast. The two sides of the river were also filled with vegetable stalls. Old men and old women were haggling with baskets of vegetables. Women were riding bicycles to send their children to school. The jingling of car bells rang in their ears. The small city that had been silent for a night gradually woke up.
Mo Zihan passed through the crowd and returned to the Pingfang District. She had a good memory. Even if she had only walked on the road once, she could clearly remember the route back and forth.
As soon as she walked into the courtyard, she saw two figures standing in the courtyard. They seemed to be arguing with her mother about something.
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