It was when I was rummaging in my room, the door was open, and I felt someone staring at me, and my back was numb.

I subconsciously glanced back, and at a glance, I saw my mother standing quietly at the door without knowing when, standing at the door with half her face through the half-hidden door staring at me.

His eyes were cold, and his face was as white as flour, and he stood in the doorway, revealing half of his face, and his eyes revealed a kind of viciousness.

There is an indescribable sense of tranquility and weirdness.

That gloomy face, and that weird look, I had never seen it on my mother's face, and for some reason, my heart beat hard at the first sight.

The resentful look in his eyes was familiar, very familiar.

But I was so frightened by my mother's eyes that I couldn't even remember it for a while.

When I opened the door, my mom's face was normal, and she laughed and said that she would help me clean my room, but I didn't dare to ask, and then I noticed that my mom always stared at me from time to time.

When I was eating, my mom would sit across from me and stare at me, no matter what I was doing, even if my mom was talking to my dad, she would stare at me from time to time.

And I slept very restlessly for the past two days, and I vaguely heard a woman calling to me, but I didn't really hear it. This restlessness, impatience, and inexplicable sense of panic suppressed me.

It wasn't until the third night that I finally knew where this feeling came from, and late that night, at least after twelve o'clock, I was sleeping in a daze, and heard a sound of footsteps, coming from the hall, very slightly.

I was still sleepy until I heard the slight 'snapping' of the closed door that I suddenly realized.

Someone, came into my room.

Then the door was gently pushed open, and a gentle footstep slowly walked towards the head of my bed, I was awake, but I didn't dare to scream, I didn't even dare to breathe, I could only nervously let myself pretend to be asleep.

The figure walked through the window to my bed, and then I felt my bed collapse slightly, and I knew that someone was sitting at the head of my bed.

"Xiuxiu!"

My mom sat at the head of the bed and called my name softly.

Could it be that in the past two days, I have heard a faint voice, is it my mother sitting at the head of the bed calling me?

What is she doing at my bedside in the middle of the night?

I didn't respond, and I didn't dare to respond.

With my eyes closed, I seemed to hear the sound of rustling, but I couldn't help it, closing my eyes made me feel insecure, I slowly opened my eyes, squinted at it, and this glance almost scared me to death.

Taking advantage of the moonlight streaming in through the window, I saw my mother sitting at the head of my bed, scratching her hair for a while. Gently rub your head with your hands.

Her hands were as if she was combing her hair with a comb, and it was very strange.

At this moment, my head immediately exploded.

And at this moment, I thought of the eerie eyes of my mother looking at me at the door two days ago, so familiar.

That's Yu Qingqing holding a lantern staring at me through the window.

When I ran out of the Yang family, the beams of the follow-up houses of the courtyard were full of people from the Yang family and the Shen family.

At that time, Yu Qingqing was carrying a horse lantern, wearing that red robe, standing by the window and revealing half of his face, and the exposed eyes looked at me viciously and viciously.