Dragon Raja: Back from Tiling, My Mother Lu Mingfei

Old Tang was even more confused now.

"ah???"

No, wait.

He straightened it out.

The person in front of him is his therapist, named Kennedy, who looks like a movie star. He had a consultation with Kennedy last week and they had arranged for Kennedy to come to his home this week.

Then the person suddenly started crying.

After crying, she said, "You are my long-lost mother."

"..."

"No... buddy..." Old Tang scratched his greasy long hair, "Are you sure you haven't mistaken me for someone else? I've never even had a girlfriend, let alone a son!"

Huai Xu didn't speak, but just looked at him with those tearful eyes.

Old Tang felt uneasy under his gaze and was just about to say something when...

A picture suddenly flashed through my mind.

He lowered his head.

She was holding a baby in her arms.

The baby was very small and wrinkled, staring at him with its eyes open.

It was pitch black.

Round.

It's shiny.

The baby's face...

Old Tang was stunned.

That face bore an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to Dr. Kennedy in front of him.

"this……"

Old Tang shook his head, trying to shake the image out of his mind.

But the image didn't disappear; instead, it became clearer and clearer.

The baby in his arms was smiling at him.

She had no teeth, but her gums were pink and tender, and her eyes curved into crescents when she smiled.

He suddenly felt his eyes sting.

Seeing that Lao Tang's eyes were starting to glaze over, Huai Xu knew that he was having a mental image play out, so he quickly pressed his advantage.

"Mom, I know this is sudden."

His voice was very soft and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"After all these years... I understand that you can't accept it right away."

Old Tang came to his senses, opened his mouth, then closed it again.

After several attempts, I finally managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Isn't this a matter of whether it's sudden or not?"

He pointed to himself. "I'm a man. And you said I'm your mother... mother... do you understand what that means?"

Huai Xu nodded.

"I see."

"What do you know?!" Old Tang nearly jumped up. "I'm a man! A man! How can I be your mother? Tell me, how can I be your mother?"

Huai Xu did not answer this question.

He just quietly watched Old Tang.

In those eyes, there was expectation, trepidation, caution, and... something Old Tang couldn't quite put his finger on.

Old Tang felt uncomfortable being stared at and turned his face away.

But the image is still in my mind.

The baby held in her arms.

And the way that baby looked at him.

It's exactly the same as this one...

Old Tang had a feeling for no reason.

Even if the whole world were lying to him, Dr. Kennedy in front of him would not.

This feeling is completely unfounded, illogical, and utterly unreasonable.

But it truly exists.

Huai Xu stood up from his chair, walked to Lao Tang, half-squatted down, took his hand, and looked up at him.

"Mother."

"..."

None of this matters.

Huai Xu gripped his hand tightly. "I'm asking you, have you been having the same dream repeatedly? And is it becoming more and more frequent?"

Old Tang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He really has been having the same dream.

In his dream, there was fire, a city, crying, and someone constantly calling him "brother."

He even went to see a fortune teller specifically for this dream.

The sorceress said he was possessed by something unclean and needed a ritual performed.

He paid 200 dollars each time and did it twice.

Four hundred dollars.

Including the round-trip transportation costs and the money for the fortune teller's coffee, it came to about five hundred dollars.

Believe it or not, things did quiet down for two days after it was done.

He slept like a log for those two days, sleeping soundly until dawn without even having a dream.

Old Tang was overjoyed, feeling that his five hundred dollars were well spent.

On the third night, the dream returned.

And it's clearer, more realistic, and more... disturbing than before.

"How...how did you know?"

Huai Xu lowered his head and remained silent for a few seconds.

"Because I'm having the same dream, Mom."

Old Tang was stunned.

"You...you do it too?"

"Um."

"What did you dream about?"

"Fire. The city. And..." Huai Xu looked up at him, "...you."

Old Tang's mind was completely in turmoil.

It makes sense that he is his own therapist and knows he has nightmares.

But he said he had the same dream...

That doesn't make sense.

unless……

Those dreams were real.

Old Tang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Even so," his voice was a little hoarse, "what does that have to do with this?"

Strange to say.

Huai Xu half-squatted in front of him, holding his hand, but he felt no aversion whatsoever.

In the past, if a big man suddenly grabbed his hand and looked at him affectionately, he would have gotten goosebumps, yelled "gay," and kicked the man away.

but now……

He not only didn't feel disgusted, but actually felt...at ease.

It was as if something had finally found its place.

Before Old Tang could even ponder where this feeling came from, Huai Xu spoke up.

"The Preface to the Locust Trees"

Old Tang was taken aback.

What is the order of the locust tree?

Then he realized what was happening.

It wasn't Dr. Kennedy speaking.

It was him speaking.

But his mouth didn't move.

The sound seemed to come from a very, very far place, or perhaps from a very, very deep place.

"Xu'er, there are many people outside..."

Old Tang's hair stood on end.

That's definitely his voice.

But the tone, the wording, the way he spoke…

"Maybe I'll die? But Mom, don't be afraid."

This time it was Dr. Kennedy's voice.

wrong.

The order of the locust tree.

He said his name was Huai Xu.

Countless images suddenly flooded into Old Tang's mind.

It was as if someone had blown open a door deep in his memory, and things that had been sealed away for a very long time rushed out.

He saw fire.

Fire filled the sky.

The city was on fire, the sky was tinged with a dark red, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

He saw someone.

A girl with delicate features, wearing a white Hanfu that barely reached her chest.

The girl looked up at him, a hint of expectation flickering in her clear eyes, but the voice that came out was his own: "I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid when I'm with Huai Xu..."

The girl paused, then continued, "But why... don't you eat me? If you eat me, you can break through any kind of cage."

Old Tang was stunned.

Is this girl... me?

So what's going on with this perspective?

Why am I being observed by someone else?

He was puzzled, but before he could think further, the doctor's voice spoke again.

"Mom, you are good food."

It is the sound of the locust tree.

"But that would be too lonely. For thousands of years, it would only be you and me together."

Old Tang heard it clearly.

The one speaking this time is the body from the perspective that I am currently controlling.

In other words...

All those dreams he's had all been from this perspective? From Huai Xu's perspective?

wrong.

In the past, he always dreamed that the girl was calling him "brother".

He was the one who was called.

Now he's the one who calls people.

The perspective has been completely reversed.

Before Old Tang could even sort out the logic, the girl… no, “he himself” spoke again.

"But death is truly heartbreaking, like being sealed in a black box, forever and ever, pitch black... like groping in the dark, but your outstretched hand can never touch anything..."

"The so-called fate of the abandoned tribe is to cross the wasteland, raise the battle flag again, and return to their homeland." That was Huai Xu's voice.

"Death is not frightening; it is merely a long sleep. Before I can devour this world, it is better to sleep peacefully than to wander alone. We will still awaken."

Old Tang's eyes began to sting.

He didn't know what those words meant, but he just felt...sad.

I'm so sad I want to cry.

The girl looked up at him, her clear eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Xu'er... when you raise your battle flag and devour the world, will you eat me too?"

silence.

Then, the body nodded slightly.

"Yes, then you will rule the world with me."

The girl… or rather, Old Tang himself… laughed.

She has a beautiful smile, a very beautiful smile.

"I'm leaving now, Xu'er. Goodbye."