The closer you get to that boy, the more subconsciously the child's mother feels, she feels a little scared and resisted.

Compared with her mother, the little girl seems a little heartless.

The little white fox was getting closer and closer.

The little girl's eyes are shiny.

That is the joy of seeing your beloved thing.

...

The child's mother stopped.

She held the child.

They stood behind the waiter.

...

Although the little girl was puzzled, she was obedient.

She looked at the little white fox with a gaze.

...

The child's mother is a little stiff.

She listened blankly as the waiter talked to the boy and the others.

She knew the waiter was gone.

I also felt the waiter's eyes fall on her.

Not only the waiter, but many other people's eyes fell on her.

She felt she was going to do something.

She had never hoped that the other party would speak so urgently.

Who would have thought...

It was obvious that both the boy and the boy’s two friends saw her coming.

But he didn't say a word.

It seems that she does not exist.

She was very angry.

As the whispers around him became more and more intense, the child's mother's face gradually turned red.

Embarrassment and shame are intertwined.

Gradually suppressed the remaining fears in her heart.

The child's mother took a deep breath.

She opened her mouth, "…"

...

Damn it!

The child's mother clenched her fists hard.

The nails that had done manicure were pinched into her palm.

In the past, she didn't dare to use such force.

It will ruin the manicure she has troubled.

But at this time, the child’s mother still cares about this?

She was filled with neglected anger.

...

"you……"

The child's mother finally squeezed out the sound from her throat.

But in the next second, her face turned pale after finally recovering from a blushing resemblance.

She met the little fox's eyes.

Her heart instantly rose to her throat.

Just as she was anxious to look away, she discovered something different...

etc……

no……

no the same……

Although they are all red...

The little fox's eyes were not the blood that scared her before, but the bright redness of the brightness.

She couldn't help but stare into the little fox's eyes.

No……

There is no sea of ​​blood.

There are no bones.

Not to mention...

The child's mother twitched her nose.

The smell of rust...

She only smelled the aroma of the food in the restaurant and the faint smell of perfume.

I wonder if it was sprayed in the store?

Or is it from the guest?

...

The child's mother was a little confused.

Did she make a mistake?

No……

She shook her head subconsciously.

Who else has red eyes besides this fox?

Moreover, at that time she was looking at the little white fox...

The little white fox's eyes are red.

Then, what she saw was the eyes of the little white fox.

But……

Was it just her mental role before?

A flash of inspiration in the child's mother's mind.

The more she thought about this, the more she felt that it was true...

It turned out that she was scaring herself...

She said...

What a sea of ​​blood, white bones...

Where does such a mysterious east come from?

The child's mother's thoughts are in a moment.

A few seconds later, she closed her eyes hard.

Open it slowly again.

The little white fox closed his eyes.

Why?

....

Just when she thought everything was just her imagination and an illusion...

She saw the terrifying sea of ​​blood again.

Pale bones rolled in the dazzling red sea.

The strong smell of blood almost made her faint.

She subconsciously closed her eyes.

Open again...

There is nothing left.

So, is that scene real?
To be continued...