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A strange encounter after getting drunk

My Fairy Tale

By megangochoaPublished 2 years ago 5 min read
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"Where did you hide my body!"

Ah, Feng was jolted awake. She rubbed her dazed eyes and looked out the window, the sky was still black. Looking at the phone again, it was indeed still night. So, that voice just now, did it come from the dream?

However, the relentless reality, with the sound of objects being broken, told Feng that it was all real. She quickly put on her loose home clothes and the sneakers she kept in the bedroom just in case - if she wasn't so pressed for time, she might have put on her customary makeup.

Feng tiptoed up and down to the door, gently turned the handle, and slowly tore a gap, praying not to make a "creaking" sound and startle the thing on the other side of the door. Through the gap, Ah Feng glimpsed a stout body, and with it a large head and thick limbs. This big thing was chanting "corpse, my corpse" while searching the house aimlessly.

The floor was strewn with the bodies of furniture and appliances, and it was painful to see Feng, thinking about why she had to meet such bad luck. With a resentful gaze, she looked at the big thing again, and suddenly a familiar image flashed into her mind.

It was a few hours ago, that Feng went to the reunion, perhaps infected by the atmosphere, perhaps induced by someone, in short, at the reunion, Feng finished all the wine that he planned to drink this year. After the meeting, Feng took advantage of the strength of the wine, as courageous, a person walking toward home.

The night breeze blew on his face, cool and leisurely, slightly dispersed some of the drunkenness. Thinking about the year Wu Song is not the same as their own, drink on the head to feel the whole world is their own, the results of a maple foot slip fell to the ground. This Wu Song did not take, almost became a "bone pine".

I do not know because the alcohol numbed the brain, or because the clothes are worn thick enough, in short, this fall not only do not feel pain, and even feel good lie down. As the saying goes, where to fall on where to sleep, so Ah Feng used the wine to strengthen their courage, on the side of the road to sleep up.

I don't know how long he slept, Feng felt himself lying on a conveyor belt, like a piece of meat cattle waiting to be slaughtered - no! Ah Feng woke up with a jolt, she was indeed moving, but the momentum was not from underneath her, but in front of her, someone was grabbing her ankles, like dragging a hunted prey, step by step towards the front.

Feng used all her strength and let out a cry comparable to that of a baby croaking. The big thing was also startled by this sudden voice, he let go of his hand, turned around, and looked around in panic, perhaps afraid that someone would be attracted by this cry.

The pain of his body being dragged, the pain of his back rubbing against the ground, the pain of his feet falling to the ground, it didn't matter anymore. Feng seized this ray of hope and swiftly got up from the ground, then scattered and ran. To avoid being tracked, she took a long detour to make sure she wasn't being followed before carefully feeling her way home.

I thought I would take a nice bath, wrap myself in a warm blanket, and think of everything that happened today as a dream. It's just a pity that the big thing that is only a wall away is telling her with a smash that doesn't dream, this is reality.

A good death, the phone like a traitor suddenly appeared, yelled loudly, in this silent night, extra clear and ear-piercing. The big thing was naturally attracted to it, and he entered the bedroom by breaking into the door. Fortunately, his attention was always focused on the noisy cell phone, and did not notice Feng, who was hiding right next to the door.

Although the bedroom door had been retired early, Ah Feng still seized the door, wanting to escape from this house which is no different from hell, as long as people live, a thousand gold is scattered and come back. It is a pity that the merciless reality broke this little fantasy of Ah Feng, that big thing had destroyed the lock of the main door when it broke into the house, making the security door alert level to the highest level - even the house owner don't want to open it.

It's over ...... Ah, Feng leaned his back against the door and sat down on the floor in a submissive manner, and life even began to appear before his eyes as he walked.

"The corpse! My corpse!"

Somehow suddenly excited big thing, came out of the bedroom, and then with a trot that is not much faster than walking, ran towards Ah Feng.

He woke up from a beautiful dream, his home was demolished without compensation, and now he had to be called a "corpse" by a monster, Feng was furious, he picked up the high heels scattered around and smashed them at the big thing: "Who are you calling a corpse, you bastard!

The high heel of the high heel impartially hit the forehead of the big thing exactly, but he still acted like nothing happened, and seemed to care more about other things. He first looked around suspiciously, then locked his eyes on the exasperated Ah Feng, then opened his mouth and asked, "Where's my corpse? Where did you hide my beautiful corpse? That's my most important collection!"

Ah, Feng quickly sorted out his confused brain and came to a conclusion: this guy, he couldn't be cognitively challenged and simply couldn't tell the difference between a still-living person and a corpse, right?

"There!" The big thing suddenly enlightened, "I see you look good too, why not just turn you into a corpse!"

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