Chapter 882 A Dream (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

Sakaki Cheng didn't remember how he got home. In a daze, he had a very long dream.

In the dream, a man and a woman walked hand in hand on the street at dusk, talking and laughing, with slow steps, just like taking a walk.

Sakaki Cheng followed them and seemed very close, but no matter how hard he chased, he couldn't get closer, and couldn't hear what they were saying.

The strange thing was.

Sakaki Cheng actually thought that all this was normal. He was not annoyed at all. He held the water gun in his hand and kept silent.

I don't know how long they walked

A man and a woman took him back home. The man took out the key to open the door, and the woman turned around and hugged him.

The woman's face was blurry, and Sakaki Cheng couldn't see it clearly no matter how hard he tried. He only remembered the smile left at the corner of the woman's mouth.

Sakaki Cheng soon realized that this was a dream, but he couldn't control his body at all. It was like a horse-drawn tour, and his body was light and floating, at the mercy of others.

The woman put him on the sofa in the living room, handed him a book, rolled up her sleeves, put on an apron, and walked into the open kitchen. While cutting vegetables, she looked up at him from time to time.

Da Da Da.

The blade and the cutting board danced a ballet that could completely relax the body and mind. The music was melodious and the rhythm was pleasant.

The sunset splashed on the book spread out in front of Makoto Sakaki. An old orange cat jumped off the wall and lay on the swing in the yard. Its long tail swayed back and forth. Everything seemed so peaceful and serene.

The oil was bursting in the pot. The man walked into the living room and sat beside him. He stood straight, holding two Colt M1911s in his hands, his chest heaving, as if waiting for something.

Perhaps influenced by him, Makoto Sakaki closed the book and grabbed his toy water gun.

Time passed by, the sunset became increasingly dim, the woman brought dishes to the table, wiped her hands, smiled and shouted:

"It's time to eat."

At the dinner table, the man was still discussing some irrelevant things with the woman. Sakaki Cheng was holding the rice, feeling a little heavy for no reason, like

the calm before the disaster.

"Eat more fish, fish is rich in amino acids, good for the body."

Seeing that Sakaki Cheng had not moved his chopsticks, the woman picked up the fried fish on her plate and gave it to him, urging him to eat quickly:

"You are growing up now, you should supplement more nutrition, drink less beverages, brush your teeth on time, and get enough sleep."

"I know, I know!"

Sakaki Cheng suddenly felt a sense of distress in his chest, complaining, but still picked up the fried fish in front of him.

Squeak!

The brake sounded outside the door, and the orange old cat swinging on the swing raised its head vigilantly, called out, jumped onto the wall, and fled away.

At the same time, Sakaki Cheng found that the man beside him tightly grasped the Colt M1911 at his waist, his face was still blurred, but his voice was cold:

"They are coming."

"Well, I should go."

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang, the woman put down her chopsticks, and walked out of the restaurant with the man.

Sakaki Cheng hurriedly followed, and saw that on both sides of the open door, there were several black-clad men who sneaked into the night. They were serious and respectful to the woman.

The woman turned around and squatted, scratched Sakaki Cheng's little nose with her fingers, and said softly:

"Mom is gone, you have to listen to Dad obediently, understand?"

"Where are you going?"

Sakaki Cheng raised his hand and grabbed the woman's sleeve, breathing rapidly.

The woman smiled, did not answer, and got up and walked out of the door.

Looking at the group of black-clad men surrounding the woman, Sakaki Cheng resolutely raised the water gun, even though he knew that doing so would not help, he still had to stop them.

A slightly rough hand blocked the water gun.

Sakaki Cheng turned his head and saw the man hiding behind him, holding the Colt M1911 with a trembling hand, not because of fear, but for forbearance.

But Sakaki Cheng didn't understand. The door was closed, and he almost used up all his strength to roar at the man, and even he didn't know what he was shouting.

The man stood in the dark corridor, and no one knew what he was thinking. When the door opened again, another man in black appeared.

This man in black seemed different from the previous batch. He only said one sentence to the man:

"Brother, everything is ready, and we will do it tonight."

"Okay."

The man finally spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, like the cry of a crow perched on a tree branch.

"Xiao Cheng, you stay at home."

The man gently stroked Sakaki Cheng's head and said:

"I'll go and get your mother back."

Sakaki Cheng stared at the man in a daze as he strode out of the house, got into a black car, and gradually went away.

He just stood there, as if his soul had been taken away, until a priest holding a Bible appeared under the light outside the gate.

"Some things do not allow us to choose."

The priest opened his Bible for the first time and recited loudly:

"Life is in it, and this life is the light of man. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness does not accept the light!"

"So."

"I understand."

"Cheng! Cheng!"

Sakaki Cheng opened his eyes faintly, tears in the corners of his eyes. He looked at Miss Miyano beside him blankly and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Miss Miyano said anxiously:

"Just now you have been talking in your sleep, asking why, why."

"Nightmare."

Sitting up, Sakaki Cheng relaxed his tense nerves and suddenly laughed:

"It was indeed a nightmare, but"

"This dream taught me a lesson."

"What lesson?"

"Blood debt. Must be paid with blood!"

"What are you talking about?"

Miss Miyano didn't quite understand what her boyfriend said. She knew that her boyfriend's mental state was not stable. People who had just had a nightmare would say this:

"You drank too much at noon today. Uncle Takeda and the others sent you back, and there was a player at Chairman Mochida's house."

At this time, Makoto Sakaki noticed that it was dark outside. He looked at the time and saw that it was 6:32 in the evening. He had been sleeping for 6 hours and had a very long dream.

Taking the cup handed over by Miss Miyano, Makoto Sakaki drank a few sips of water, sobered up, turned over and got out of bed, and asked:

"Where is the player?"

"Downstairs in the living room."

Makoto Sakaki's bedroom was on the third floor. After he woke up, he went downstairs immediately, connected the player to the TV in the living room, and took out the tape that Chairman Mochida gave him.

This was an old videotape with a small capacity, and no one knew what was recorded in it.

After inserting the videotape into the player, Makoto Sakaki closed the curtains and sat on the sofa with Miss Miyano:

"This videotape was left by my father. It must contain some secrets."

"Why didn't he just keep it at home?"

Miss Miyano was puzzled:

"Why did he have to ask President Mochida to give it to you?"

"I guess he was afraid that the Black Organization would find it."

Shaking his head, Makoto Sakaki pressed the switch of the player.