Monster Tea Party

Chapter 6024 is different from the rest.

what?
The woman and the man looked at each other.

"What do you mean?"

The woman was somewhat puzzled.

“What Ya Ya just said…”

"Isn't it the content of your own nightmare?"

Why are you nodding and shaking your head at the same time?
Is this true or not?
……

The girl with the ponytail pinched her cheek.

The pain snapped her out of her momentary daze.

She almost fell back into that nightmare.

"...same as before..."

……

Same as before?
The woman and the man were slightly taken aback.

This means...

"Is the back different?"

The woman blurted it out.

……

The girl with the ponytail nodded.

"later……"

"Different."

Although she was frightened that day, she ran away quickly.

Moreover, the strange uncle did not catch up.

Later she bumped into an old lady.

That collision was like...

She escaped the unsettling, gloomy world of her strange uncle...

Back to reality.

The view is much brighter now.

……

But in my dream...

The strange uncle caught up with them.

The sound of her uncle's footsteps kept echoing in her ears.

Like a shadow.

Like maggots clinging to bones.

She got goosebumps all over her body.

Fear gripped her completely.

She became increasingly frightened.

I was on the verge of a breakdown.

Especially when she felt the strange uncle's hand reach out and grab her...

Her fear reached its peak.

then……

She woke up.

……

She was in shock.

His face turned pale.

His whole body was shaking like a leaf.

……

Until her mother came along.

Her mother hugged her.

Comfort her.

The familiar voice, the scent, and the feeling of being hugged made the girl with the ponytail feel much more at ease.

Her father's presence gave her even more peace of mind.

……

Now that we're well-fed and watered...

My parents are both here with me.

The girl with the ponytail recounted her nightmare again...

She was still scared.

That feeling of being chased, of being unable to escape...

It's so scary.

……

It was fine at first...

Towards the end...

The girl with the ponytail started trembling again.

His face turned pale.

……

The woman immediately reached out and took the child's hand.

"Don't be afraid."

"That was just a dream."

……

"No."

The girl with the ponytail shook her head. "I've experienced the exact same thing before..."

It was precisely because she had experienced it firsthand...

Girls with ponytails find it hard to convince themselves that it was just a dream.

……

"But isn't it different later on?"

The woman comforted the child.

"What comes after isn't real."

"You weren't being chased."

"You bumped into an old lady."

"Fortunately, she was a kind old lady."

"She was also a strong old lady."

The woman winked at the child.

He raised his arms and struck a bodybuilder pose.

"You didn't bump into me."

The child may be small, but he was quite strong.

Especially in the case of a full-force collision...

The old lady was caught off guard but was not hit.

Instead, it caused the child to fall to the ground.

It must be said, that old lady was in great health.

"...I don't blame you for hitting her,"

The woman reached out and gently brushed the stray hairs from the child's forehead behind his ears.

"I saw you were injured and I'm concerned about you."

"I'll call 120 for you."

"I even accompanied you to the hospital."

"A check-up was conducted."

"I'll stay with you until you're discharged from the hospital."

"Nini is so lucky to have met such a kind old lady."

"is not it?"

……

The girl with the ponytail blinked her eyes.

Yes, yes.

She also always felt that hitting the old lady was really...

That's great.

Although it was wrong to bump into someone... if she hadn't bumped into someone at that time, she probably would have been gripped by fear for a long time.

The old lady helped her quickly overcome her fear.

She can simply try to ignore the rest.

……

The girl with the ponytail looked much better after her mother's words.

"But……"

The girl with the ponytail still couldn't shake off the dream she'd just had.

It's so real...

In particular, half of them were exactly the same as her memories.

She had been through it before.

To experience it all again in a dream...

She was starting to get confused.

Could it be that her memory is faulty?

in fact……

That day, she was really relentlessly pursued by that strange uncle...

……

She thought she had bumped into an old lady...

Is it just her own imagination?

……

"Nini."

The woman spoke in a strong tone.

Don't overthink it.

"You're not mistaken."

"You weren't chased by that strange uncle."

"You bumped into an old lady."

"This is the truth."

……

Really?

The girl with the ponytail stared blankly at her mother.

She wasn't being chased by the strange uncle?
……

"Do you remember whether you were caught by your uncle or you escaped?"

Seeing that the child still looked conflicted and disbelieving...

The woman asked the child a question.

……

The child was stumped by the question.

yes……

later……

What happened to her...?

They got caught?

Or did they escape?
she……

……

The girl with the ponytail was thinking so hard her head was throbbing.

It's still a blank page.

I can't remember anything.

Yes.

If she had given her uncle even a second longer while she was asleep, he would have caught her...

The girl with the ponytail shuddered violently.

very scary.

……

"Look, you don't even remember."

The woman felt the child shivering and the coldness of his hands.

She stroked the child's hand.

"If your uncle catches you..."

"Uncle must have done something."

"Otherwise, would it be fun to chase after you?"

"No matter what Uncle did..."

"It's impossible that you have no recollection at all."

"is not it?"

"look."

"Even your dream has come to an abrupt end."

"Nini."

The woman reached out and gently stroked the child's cheek.

It's also ice.

The woman frowned.

His eyebrows and eyes immediately relaxed.

His tone was gentle.

"That was just a dream."

"A dream that unfolds from your experiences."

But I have to say...

Such a dream...

It's really scary.

Dreams are inherently so realistic that they can blur the lines between reality and illusion.

It turns out that this dream was actually constructed from the dreamer's real experiences...

Wouldn't the dreamer then be even less able to distinguish between reality and dreams?
In severe cases, things could turn out like what happened to the child just now...

She even began to doubt her own memory.

……

"My mother also had nightmares."

The woman suddenly said.

……

The girl with the ponytail opened her eyes wide.

"really?"

……

"Yes."

The woman smiled.

"Silly goose."

She reached out and gently tapped the child's head.