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Chapter 279 The details don’t match

He ran to the hospital frantically and saw his mother lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and her body full of various tubes.

Chen Yile once again fell into despair and helplessness.

He tried every possible way to save his mother. He borrowed money from everywhere and even asked for help from those who had helped them before.

However, my mother's injuries were so severe that the doctors were unable to help.

In the last moments of her life, her mother held Chen Yile's hand tightly, her eyes full of reluctance and concern.

She said to Chen Yile in a weak voice: "Child, you must take good care of yourself in the future and live strong."

After saying this, my mother closed her eyes forever.

Chen Yile couldn't accept this reality and felt that he had been abandoned by fate.

In this illusion, he desperately wanted to change everything. He ran back to the place where his father had the accident and tried to prevent the accident from happening.

He ran to the place where his mother had the car accident and tried to stop the vehicle that caused the accident.

However, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not change what had happened.

After the tragedy happened, everything started to happen again.

Chen Yile didn't want to go out anymore and just wanted to cherish the time they were still here.

As time went by, Chen Yile gradually forgot that this was an illusion.

He was immersed in this past life and couldn't extricate himself.

He and his mother went through difficult days and lived hard.

He works in the fields every day and helps his mother cook and do laundry after returning home.

He seemed to have returned to his carefree childhood.

There is no threat from evil spirits, no terrifying ghostland, only the love of family and a warm home.

However, after a while, Chen Yile noticed something was wrong.

After Chen Yile immersed himself in this illusory countryside for a while, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

The first thing that catches your eye is the big tree in the village.

That big tree was Chen Yile’s childhood paradise.

He remembered that when he was a child, there was a deep crack on the thick trunk.

It seems like a scar carved by time.

The crack extended from the middle of the trunk to the roots.

Like a winding canyon.

The edges of the cracks are a bit rough and darker than the surrounding bark.

It seems as if it has been eroded by the wind and rain of time.

When Chen Yile was a child, he often touched the crack and imagined the story behind it.

However, in this illusion, the trunk of the tree was extremely smooth, without any signs of cracks.

The trunk was straight and tall, and the bark was a deep brown.

It emits a warm luster under the sunlight.

Chen Yile stood under the big tree, his brows furrowed, his heart full of doubts.

"How is this possible? This tree should have cracks," he said to himself.

At this time, Uncle Li from the village passed by carrying a hoe.

Uncle Li is an old resident of the village.

Seeing Chen Yile standing under the tree in a daze, he smiled and greeted him: "Yile, what are you doing standing here?"

Chen Yile came back to his senses, looked at Uncle Li, and asked doubtfully, "Uncle Li, has this tree always been this smooth?"

Uncle Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's right, this tree has always been fine."

Chen Yile's doubts grew even more intense.

In his memory, Uncle Li was very clear about the cracks on the tree.

I also told him a story about a tree.

Then his eyes fell on the path in the village.

There were originally a few particularly large rocks on the path.

He often played on these stones when he was a child.

The stones are of different shapes, some look like turtles and some look like rabbits.

It brought endless joy to Chen Yile's childhood.

However, now, the stones on the path have become very small and are arranged in a completely different position than I remember.

Chen Yile walked slowly along the path, his steps a little heavy.

I happened to meet Ergou, a friend who grew up with me.

Ergou was walking happily, and when he saw Chen Yile, he ran over excitedly: "Yile, what are you doing?"

Chen Yile looked at Ergou and pointed at the stones on the path and asked, "Ergou, do you remember what these stones looked like before?"

Ergou said bewilderedly, "What do you mean by the way it was before? Hasn't it always been like this?"

Chen Yile frowned, he was sure that Ergou was not right either.

There is also the old well in the village.

In reality, the edges of the old well were a bit worn and had some weeds growing around it.

The stone at the wellhead has been polished smooth and round by time.

The weeds around the wellhead sway gently in the wind, as if telling the story of the years.

But in this illusion, the mouth of the old well looked as new as if it had just been built, and there were no weeds around it.

Chen Yile walked to the old well, stared at the smooth wellhead, and felt an inexplicable melancholy in his heart.

At this time, Aunt Wang from the village came to fetch water.

Seeing Chen Yile standing by the well, he smiled and said, "Yile, what are you looking at? This well is newly built and very useful."

Chen Yile looked at Aunt Wang and asked, "Aunt Wang, this well wasn't like this before, was it?"

Aunt Wang gave him a strange look and said, "It's always been like this. What's wrong with you, kid?"

Chen Yile returned to his old house.

He pushed open the door and a familiar scent hit him.

But the arrangement of the furniture in the room was slightly different from what I remembered.

For example, he remembered that his grandfather's old chair was placed next to the window when he was a child.

Now it's in the corner of the room.

That old chair used to be grandpa's favorite.

When Chen Yile was a child, he often sat on his grandfather's lap and listened to his grandfather tell stories.

The armrests of the chair are a little worn and the carvings on the back are a little blurred.

But in Chen Yile's memory, it was a place full of warmth.

And now, it sits alone in a corner, as if forgotten.

Moreover, some furniture that was originally worn out looks exceptionally new in this illusion.

Chen Yile's mother came out from the inner room.

Seeing Chen Yile standing there in a daze, he said gently, "Yile, what's wrong? Why are you standing there in a daze?"

Chen Yile looked at his mother and asked, "Mom, why is this chair placed here?"

The mother smiled and said, "I've always been here. Why are you acting so strange today?"

Chen Yile felt more and more that something was wrong, and his mother's reaction was also abnormal.

He walked into the yard and saw that the position of the chicken coop had also changed.

In reality, the chicken coop is on the west side of the yard.

But here, the chicken coop is on the east side.

The peach tree in the yard used to bear many peaches every year.

But in this fantasy world, there are only a few peaches on the peach tree.

Chen Yile stood under the peach tree, looking at the sparse peaches, his heart filled with loss.

Neighbor Aunt Zhang was passing by the yard, saw Chen Yile, and greeted him, saying, "Yile, the peaches aren't looking very good this year."