Memoirs of a Mortal

nightmare

“I can buy myself flowers...write my name is sand'With the ringtone of my cell phone, I returned from memories to reality.

"Hello! I'm Vivian!"

"Hey, hello! Do you still remember the barbecue restaurant you designed for me last time?"A naughty man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Of course I remember. David, what can I do for you?" I immediately sorted out my brain's CPU.But I just remembered the name, but I couldn’t remember what the other person looked like.Think about it, a few months ago, when I first came here. In addition to designing, I also deliver food part-time. I don’t even remember what the customer looked like.

"Ah! It seems I'm quite handsome! Beautiful women usually remember me after seeing me!" The person on the other end of the phone continued to joke.

'hehe! In everyone's heart, they're the most handsome! Even though his weight is 580! ’I listened to the other party's boast and thought to myself.Looking out the window, the sky has darkened."Excuse me, what can I do for you? I'm off work now and ready to go home!"I asked politely.

"Ah, are you off work? Oh, are you free tomorrow? I opened a small winery, specializing in selling imported red wine and the like. Are you interested in showing me the design?" The other party's tone changed.

"Okay, please tell me your time and address tomorrow, and I will be there on time!"

"Okay, I'll edit the text message and send it to you as soon as possible. Please go home and stay safe! See you tomorrow!" The other party hung up the phone.

After staying in the car for a few hours, it is inevitable to feel a little thirsty. The time displayed on the phone screen is 6:15 pm.So I got out of the car and found a Vietnamese restaurant near the square. Planned to go in for dinner and then go home.Although it is said to be thousands of miles away from the Rakshasa Kingdom, when it comes to delicious food, it is spread all over the world.Although this Vietnamese restaurant may not look big, the noodles taste very delicious.

‘Ding’ a text message came. David sends another potential client details of where and when to meet tomorrow. After eating and drinking, on the way home, the evening breeze blew slowly, the fragrance of flowers and plants drifted in from the car window, and I listened to the music played by Bluetooth. I'm really satisfied at this moment.

"Why didn't you notify my parents to come find me after you went out? I was so good to you, why did you forget me?" The voice of resentment was vague.

"Who are you?" I stood under the camphor tree in front of my house. I couldn't see the other person's face clearly. All I could see was a figure on the ground illuminated by a streetlight.

"Hahaha! Who am I? Since you don't remember me? I treat you as a friend!" As the voice got closer and closer, a girl in dark sportswear gradually walked towards me.

"You are?" I widened my eyes and covered my mouth with my hands.

"Me? You really don't know me?" The girl came to me. She had straight bangs and a faint scar on the right side of her face. She couldn't see it clearly on the roadside at night.

"You...are you...the girl who helped me escape from that nightclub!" You ran out too. I was so excited that I couldn't speak. I went up and hugged her.

However, the other party suddenly pushed me away，I looked at her puzzled“What’s wrong with you？”

The other party looked at me coldly: "Do you see any changes in me from before?"

"It's changed. Why are there scars on your face? You seem to have lost weight? Your hairstyle has also changed. By the way, you didn't have bangs before!" I observed the other person carefully.

"Really? That's all you saw?" She said while lifting the bangs on her forehead.

"Oh my God!" I covered my mouth, a sour smell rising from my stomach. I held on to the tree trunk on the side of the road and retched! "Why is this a human face? There are dense traces of cigarette burns on the forehead, as well as scars that look like they were burned by a soldering iron. The girl's eyebrows have almost turned into winding and twisted scars."

"What's wrong? Are you scared? Am I particularly ugly now?" Her voice sounded like thousands of years of ice."Am I your friend? Have you asked me my name? Why didn't you call my parents after you successfully escaped? Why are you so selfish?"

"No, I wanted to ask you at that time, but you had already closed the door. Also, there was the note you gave me, and I stuffed it into my bra. But I was eventually caught up by those people, and I Trapped. "After they beat me, I was thrown next to the cemetery. When I woke up, I really had nothing!"I tried to explain and wanted to touch her face, but I couldn't, couldn't?

"Are you hurt? Hahaha!" Another sneer, "What about me? Because I helped you escape, they vented their anger on my body and face with shoes, cigarettes, and irons! They took turns sleeping with me and r****g me . Let me have an abortion”"I've been waiting for you for so long, why don't you come?..." The voice became sad again

"Really, I really didn't mean it...!"

"Then go to hell!" The girl suddenly looked fierce and pinched me with both hands.

"Wake up, Wenwen! It's time to get up and go to school!" A familiar voice came from my ears. I opened my eyes and saw the yellow walls and old-fashioned wooden doors. My mother stood at the door of my room and looked at me with a smile.

I stood up and looked out the window. It's pitch black outside, as if it's still dark! "Mom, what time is it now? Why isn't it dawn yet?"

"It's almost 8 o'clock. If you don't get up, you'll be late!" Mom turned and walked towards the kitchen.

'8 o'clock? Why is there still no sun outside at eight o'clock? No, why should I go to school? Am I not in the United States now? Why here? 'Suddenly my body felt extremely heavy and tired! My mother's voice seemed to be in my ears, but the scene in front of me began to switch back and forth between the childhood room and the American-style roof!

‘Yes, I’m still dreaming! I am now in the United States, which is not my childhood home. I struggled hard, but my limbs couldn't move, until the picture in front of me gradually became clear.

The bedside table light is still on (this has been my routine for 20 years). When I looked at my phone, it was already three o'clock in the morning. It was still early! So I opened the window and took a breath. I went back to bed, watched YTB short videos on my phone, and fell asleep again after a while. This time I slept deeply!