My father's words did not evoke any memories of me. This was a completely different situation from Xiaobai's that time. I didn't have a few words from him, so I entered a dream. According to what my father said, I had already entered a dream and possessed those dead, so I wouldn't be able to see that past now.

Dad and mom fell into memories because of this narrative.

"I still remember that the news of robbers was being played on TV at that time. In Minqing, there was a group of robbers, who were robbed at night and killed people in the house. They all committed crimes in some remote places, such as in the suburbs. There were two dead people living in that kind of villa. The entire villa area, as soon as the market opened, lived in several households, and many places were renovated, and two families were killed. That group killed seven or eight people in a month, and four families were all remote places. After the news came out, the next day, the third day, there was also a robbery and murder in the city. It was also a new community. The occupancy rate was not high, and many people were renovating. The police suspected that they were from the decoration team. The reporter interviewed everywhere in the news and posted a lot of photos."

Dad said, looking at me, "At that time, you were having supper, you pointed to the TV and said it was that person..."

When I heard this, I was stunned, "Is it taken by the TV station?"

"Well, during the interview, I interviewed the decoration team. The contractor of the decoration team looked honest and said that he had been doing decoration for more than 20 years. He was a teenager and went out to work everywhere and do decoration. He has been to the capital, the seaside, and several big cities in the south. He arrived in Minqing five years ago and became a contractor himself. What else did he say? The case was reported, and the news always said that new communities were doing decorations. They didn't want to renovate the two houses they were doing. "

At this time, my mother said, "I remember clearly. At that time, you pointed at that person and shouted 'It's him', 'It', 'It', 'It', 'It', 'It', 'It', 'It', 'It', 'It', your father and I were scared. After you talked, you didn't like to talk. That was your first time--the second time, your grandpa was the first time--you talked to us in a hurry, and pulled us, and we must watch. You also said to call the police and call. You really scared us at that time."

I listened silently and could already imagine the situation at that time.

Judging from my age at that time, it was impossible for me to express my thoughts so organized. Moreover, children of that age would not have too complicated thoughts.

Whether it was the grandfather’s time or the robbery that parents just mentioned, it was a very complicated thing for a child.

My excitement also proved that I was not normal at that time.

This makes me easily think of my situation in a dream state.

I am connected with those possessed objects. Their consciousness and their thoughts will enter my soul. I have even experienced the situation of losing myself in my dreams and completely treating myself as possessed objects.

If I was younger and my mind was immature, that situation could easily make me feel confused.

Whether it is identifying the murderer or asking the police to call the police, they are affected by those possessed objects. Before they die, they must have strong emotions, which makes me feel stimulated when I see the murderer and completely remember my state in my dream.

"Have you called the police?" I asked.

Dad shook his head and said hesitantly: "At that time, we thought you were accused of evil. Your grandfather's affairs and this matter... It's easy to say that your grandfather's affairs are a bit symptomatic, but this matter... the two things are not too long apart. Call the police or something, your uncle was talking about it at that time. We took you to see a doctor and went to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha..."

Speaking of this, both of them felt a little sad.

"We didn't dare to watch the news in the next few days, but you turned on the TV and you looked for that news. You called the police... I called a few times. When we were not careful, you ran over and called. I called several times a day. The police came to the door and thought we abused you and our family was mentally ill. Maybe we instigated you to do this..." Dad shook his head, "When they came, you started... you were a little out of control. We didn't know what to do... That case... That case was solved. That person you mentioned."

The expressions of parents have become extremely complicated.

"We thought you were... a little different. We didn't think much about it. We didn't know what to do. At that time, we found a lot of people, asked someone, and asked for relationships, and wanted to find someone to show you."

"When the case was solved, your dad and I thought you should be fine. In fact, there were only a few days before and after, but a lot of things really happened. We told others that they believed and didn't believe it, and they called to ask. Your uncle didn't stop..."

"Your uncle is really a second-rate man. He also came to tell us that we would take you on the show. Let us find the police to call the police and ask the reporter for an interview. He really brought people to the door." Dad said this, a little angry, "We moved before, but few people knew about it. Moving was also in a hurry. I just found a house with furniture and electrical appliances to live in first. The original house was not cleaned up. I also changed the phone number. I talked to your uncles, uncles and the others and took care of them. He had searched for our two units, but they didn't let him in. He just stared at the few people in the family and asked him."

I can hear that my parents are really angry about this.

The two complained and then slowly calmed down.

"After you, you broke off contact with all your relatives?" I asked.

Dad nodded slowly.

Both of them showed sad expressions.

No matter what, most of their siblings are good, and their relationship must be very good.

But it was related to my safety and tranquility, and they just resolutely cut off contact with all their relatives and friends.

I just feel uncomfortable.

Several of my relatives are still alive, but in those years, and in the next twenty years, my parents must have missed them and their previous lives. After that, they did not have very close friends, and I am afraid they were also to protect me.

"I...didn't that happen again?" I asked in a dry voice.

The two shook their heads.

"We paid great attention to it at that time. We didn't show you many things. It turned out that we didn't take it seriously... The dog you raised when you were young was gone, we were almost scared to death. You ran out by yourself. We all took it as you were, and it came again..." Mom sighed with lingering fear.

"I forgot Xiaobai..."

"Yes. We dare not mention it. Your sister... we can only care about your sister." Dad said helplessly.

He didn't say it in detail, but I could guess it. My sister at that time was probably not at the age of reasoning. My parents probably used some harsh means to force her to train her not to mention Xiaobai.

I felt even more guilty.

However, I can feel that there is still a part of rationality in my consciousness.
Chapter completed!