Nightmare

Oswald entered the room and closed the door behind himself. The space and decor of the room was completely in line with its owner, who was the manager of a marriage and fertility center. He went a few steps further and saw a large and comfortable sofa in the middle of the room, on which someone had fallen asleep.

The young man was lying on his side and his long curly hair was hanging from the sofa and was like a waterfall. His sleeping face was very innocent, as if he did not know about any of the hardships and evils of the world. The bottom of his dress was messed up and it was slightly raised, revealing a small part of his white and thin waist and stomach. His pink lips were slightly open and his young face made his childish. Although the aging process of the body has been greatly slowed down by the advancement of technology and science, Florence still looks much younger than his peers.

Oswald stared at him. There is a strange and deep feeling in his eyes. He sat on the sofa facing Florence and stared at his.

At first glance, Oswald's face seemed calm, serious and cold, but if someone looked closely at his face, he could see the softness and gentleness he had when looking at Florence.

The room was completely silent. The general did not wake up the writer and was staring at him, and the writer continued to dream without being aware of everything.

The writer dreamed and the general watched the writer, thus an hour passed.

Florence was dreaming, actually it was more of a nightmare that hadn't left his head for the past 20 years.

10-year-old Florence, who had shoulder-length hair, was sitting in the office and reading a story book, a woman was busy with documents behind the desk. There was a name tag on the woman's dress.

"Anna Elmer"

Anna had very long curly black hair, which was obviously taken care of. The woman was very delicate and beautiful and it showed from whom Florence inherited his beautiful face and appearance. The two were very similar, the only difference was the color of their eyes, Florence had bright blue eyes and Anna had black eyes, the same color as her hair.

"Florence, you didn't brush your hair, did you?"

Little Florence, who looked like a cute little girl, lifted his head from his book and stared at her mother with innocent eyes.

"I don't like it, it gets stuck in my hair! Why shouldn't I keep my hair so long, mum?"

Anna laughed and got up and took out a comb from the closet next to her and sat next to Florence on the couch and started combing his hair.

"Because you look like a cute little fairy! I love your long hair and I would like to see the day when your hair is longer than below your waist. But if you are so bothered, I will take you to the hairdresser tomorrow and cut your hair, after all today is your birthday. And we don't have much time to celebrate together after my work is closed, and we can't miss it because of the barbershop. I just promised you that I will make you your favorite apple pie!"

Little Florence's face lit up with passion, and he stared at her mother with curiosity.

"I'll be 10 years old this year and I'll grow up! Will I finally be able to see my dad? You said yourself that when I grow up, he'll take a leave and I can see him!"

Hearing this, Anna's face turned pale and her lips trembled a little.

"I meant when your hair grows too long! But you want to cut your hair, so how are you going to see your father?"

Florence took her mother's hands and looked at her with sad but hopeful eyes.

"So if I don't cut my hair and it grows long, will my dad come to see me? I have never met my dad, I have never talked to him, and I could not show him the paintings I drew for him."

Anna bit her bottom lip for a moment and quickly put a smile on her face and answered Florence in a lively tone.

"as I told you before, your father is a very important man at work. If he is not traveling and going to other countries, all the work will remain unfinished and many other people will not be able to get money to buy delicious food and buy your favorite slippers doll for their children, you must understand my dear"

Anna spoke the next sentence very quietly and Florence could never hear it.

"Your father is an important person, a very important person, and it is in your best interest not to meet you..."

It wasn't long after this conversation that the national security forces stormed the marriage center where Anna was the manager and arrested her for forging genetic and security documents and disobeying the law.

a few hours before the birth of little Florence, it became a nightmare for the rest of his life. He watched in amazement all that happened, his mother's arrest, her one-sided one-hour trial, and the press being filled with this news and people's curses and judgments; and the cruel death sentence of the woman.

Only 7 hours passed and a shocked Florence was meeting her mother before her death. Although Anna now looked sloppy, she still looked decent, her main change was her puffy red eyes and her missing smile.

She held the silent and trembling Florence in his arms.

"My Florence, everything was my fault. You never deserved a life like this..."

Anna kissed Florence's wet eyes with tears and hugged him tighter.

"I was very stupid, very crude, very simple and dreamy and quick-tempered, it was me who chose all this and made you come into this world. Your presence was a blessing in my life, but I am the curse of your life..."

Florence was crying and grabbing Anna's clothes with his thin and very small hands.

"My poor child, never forget this..."

Anna separated Florence's small hands and brought them to her face and kissed them several times.

"Cherish love, but never sacrifice your life for it! Never forget this, my poor boy..."

The officers separated the two. The agents of the orphanage took Florence with them and Anna also went to the execution room.

Anna was executed by injecting a substance into her vein, and 10-year-old Florence grew up in an orphanage with a few children who lived there due to special problems. From the beginning, he had a calm and introverted personality, but after this incident, he quickly became isolated and depressed.

Florence suddenly opened his eyes and was faced with a blur in his vision, his eyes filled with tears. He was confused and had forgotten his previous position. He carefully changed his position and sat on the sofa. His hair was parted and covered his eyes. raised his hands to his eyes and wiped tears with his long sleeves.

His eyes were burning, but more than that, his heart was heavy. He stared at the ground in front of him and suddenly saw a pair of shiny black shoes in front of himself.

He raised his head and saw a tall man in military uniform standing in front of him. The man's appearance was calm and he was holding a tissue in his hand and staring at Florence with a strange look. Florence was confused and had no idea and just stared at the man.

The man slowly bent down and sat facing Florence, knelt down and wiped the tears from his face with a tissue paper.

Florence was confused and had no idea what was happening, so he didn't react.

"Were you having nightmares?"

The man's deep, melodious and warm voice rang in his ears and he answered unconsciously.

"Hmm"

"You have a sleep disorder because of this, right?"

Florence: "..."

Florence could not answer.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door and the man allowed to enter the room. A red-haired military man entered the room with a curious look in his eyes. Seeing the distant state and Florence's newly crying eyes, he became serious.

"General, the royal secretary called. You have been summoned to the palace."

Hearing this, Florence was shocked, and he regained consciousness a little and looked at Oswald.