The Blood Hourglass

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"Jing'er, Jing'er? Wake up soon!" A voice suddenly interrupted such a warm scene.

"So it was a dream!" I said disappointedly when I woke up.

"What's the matter? Jinger, what happened?" Dad asked with concern.

"It's okay." I raised my head and rubbed my confused eyes looking at him in front of him and replied, and then asked, "Dad? Are you back?"

"Yeah, get up quickly, why are you sleeping on the ground! The ground is so cold, you will get sick." Dad said as he dragged me up.

"I don't know how I fell asleep slowly." I slowly stood up and replied.

"Anyway, get up first and sit on the sofa." Dad helped me, who was not standing still, and walked slowly to the sofa and sat down.

"Dad, what time is it?" I sat down on the sofa and suddenly thought.

"It's already past three o'clock in the morning." Dad replied, looking at his watch.

"It's already so late. It seems that your company not only buys special products (Dad's company specializes in local specialties, and then sells them abroad.), but also buys human lives?" I shook my unconscious head.

"Jing'er, when did you become so mean when you speak?" Dad was suddenly shocked.

"Am I wrong?" I disdain. My dad was so surprised, probably because I was so quiet and seldom in front of my dad. Although I sometimes said something stupid that he didn't understand, in general, I am so different today.

"Yes, you are wrong. It's not about work." Dad clarified.

"Then why did you come back so late?" I asked puzzled.

"Because a colleague is sick and no one lives with me, so I stayed and took care of her for a while." Dad said, but avoided my gaze.

"So it's like that!" I silently agreed.

"Well, no matter what, I'll talk about it tomorrow. It's too late today, and you have to go to school tomorrow. Go upstairs and go to bed!" Dad asked.

"Got it!" I promised to get upstairs.

"By the way, did you have dinner?" Dad asked suddenly. In the two years I have been with me, my dad has clearly known that I can't cook, even if I starve to death, I won't cook, so he will prepare three meals for me every day.

"No. But I ate late for lunch, so I'm not hungry now." I answered honestly.

"Oh, it's fine if you are not hungry. Alright, go upstairs to sleep!" Dad said concerned.

"Dad, good night." I said good night and went upstairs step by step. But I always feel that my feet are walking a little weird, and the whole person is also light and fluttering. Maybe it's because I've been huddled up just now. Before I came to think about it, I already entered the room. Looking at the soft white bed and thinking of the hard floor, this place is simply heaven. So, I took it off.

But something strange happened. I was lying in bed comfortably and couldn't fall asleep anymore. Instead, I became more awake. It seemed that I was better to stay in hell. Recalling everything in my dreams, laughing, playing, shaking my mouth, playing chess, bathing, eating, everything is so real, but I understand that in this peculiar world, sometimes the more real the less reality .

However, I haven't had such a dream for many years. To be honest, I don't really like dreaming of the past. Although I am happy in the dream, I will always wake up in the dream, and I will be very unhappy when I wake up. I watched the roof lying quietly, thinking, but I suddenly felt that it might be more useful for me to count the lambs at this time.

"One sheep, two sheep and three sheep." When I first counted three sheep, I couldn't bear how bored I was. I got up from the bed, walked to the window, and looked at the night view outside. It is no longer possible to describe the beauty in human language. The black night, white roses, and red roses are intertwined, perhaps because of this beauty. Calling me, that's why I have been unable to sleep.

I stared blankly, I was already a little obsessed, I didn't know the passage of time.

"Quakquack!" The chime of the small pendulum clock suddenly awakened me from my obsession. Time really went so fast, an hour has passed unconsciously, is it still necessary to go to bed now? I laughed at myself, took a novel from the bedside table, and lay on the bed again.

"The world is rotting, human beings are rotting, everything is rotting. No one cares about your choice, God gives you the choice but sinking." The novel only wrote this sentence at the beginning. After reading this sentence, I suddenly closed the novel, and looked at the name on the cover of the novel-"SINK", which was straightforward and interesting. I opened to the first chapter of this novel and looked slowly.

"The whole world has no human beings. It is more appropriate that human beings are no longer human beings. The glory of human society has been swallowed by nature, and all that is left is some excrement. Those creatures that once possessed extraordinary thinking ability , May never be able to believe that such a powerful high-tech empire will be defeated by nature, an opponent who does not even have a car."

"After losing the war, the world began to decay, mankind began to decay, everything began to decay, the world became ruins, mankind became undead, God gave me the choice only to perish, but my personality, my reason, my self-esteem, decision Say'no'!"

"Jing'er, look at the lights in your room, are you still asleep?" Dad suddenly shouted outside the door.

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door now." I was about to get out of bed to open the door for my father.

"No, there is no need to open the door. I just want to tell you. I still don’t worry about leaving the sick colleague alone. It’s getting bright anyway, so I plan to go there now. Breakfast and lunch are already there tomorrow. When you are ready, put it in the refrigerator. You can heat it up in the morning and you can eat it. But tomorrow you can only walk to the station by yourself." Dad continued outside the door.

"It's okay, I like walking on that trail very much." I agreed.

"Then I'll leave first. It's still early for you to go to bed again!" Dad said before leaving.

"See you tonight!" I said goodbye. But my father did not answer. I think he has gone far and he did not hear what I said. Is he really so anxious? The colleague who was anxious to take care of him, who is that colleague, is she really more important than me? Thinking about it this way, my head was a little dizzy, and my eyes gradually blurred.

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