Placing the music box next to Susan, who was unconscious, Yu Xing turned her gaze to the photo again.

This is a family photo.

The photograph has not been carefully preserved, cracks have appeared on it, and there are five people standing in the whole frame, none other than the Brown family.

This is probably a family portrait from a long time ago, the three children have not grown up, Susan seems to be only ten years old, and the eldest Angel also looks very immature.

Yu Xing finally knew Angel's appearance.

Like Mrs. Brown and Susan, Angel is blonde and stands with her brother Alex, smiling quietly.

It's just that she deliberately stayed away from the rest of her family, as if she was resisting something.

Mrs. Brown held her husband's hand and smiled brightly, but Yu Xing could see that her hand was very strong, and she was imprisoning Mr. Brown so that Mr. Brown could not escape.

Alex is very close to her sister, and Susan is expressionless.

"This photo only proves that Angel may also inherit Mrs. Brown's mental illness, and on the other hand, it reflects the relationship between the family, which is a bit of a chicken rib for me." Yu Xing didn't have the idea of taking the photo away, and finally opened the diary.

Susan's handwriting is not pretty, like a dog crawling.

She didn't seem to be keeping a diary, nor did she write a date, as if she could write a few sentences whenever she wanted to, mostly full of resentful accusations.

However, the amount of information is surprisingly large.

Angel is really annoying. We are obviously the same, but she always puts on a look of dissatisfaction with herself, isn't she dissatisfied with genes, isn't she disgusted with the crazy factor in our body!

She seems to think that those "normal people" outside are better everywhere, and always learn from them, how, what can they change? Angel, mom is crazy, I'm crazy, you can't escape, you're crazy too!

Angel's proud elegance and sunshine don't belong to her at all, and Alex, the idiot, is still looking at her, fantasizing about leaving this home with her, don't dream!

Mom is stupid, and so are you!

Dad drew a mountain scene and I loved it.

Mom yelled at Dad as hard as she could, saying that Dad wanted to escape from the mountains, and tore up the mountain scene, heh, this woman is so disgusting, doesn't she know that treating her husband like this will only push her husband farther and farther? Oh my God, I'm genetically terrible, it's all her fault.

Dad killed Mom, I saw it. He covered my mouth to keep me from screaming, but I just wanted to tell my dad that Mom was in the painting behind him and Mom was watching him.

Mom is back, Dad is crazy.

Does Mom even know that I'm grown up? She had to put me to sleep every day, as if I was so close to her, in fact I was sick to death, and at this time I was a little envious of Angel and Airy, they were like transparent people at home, Angel could learn to make dolls, Airy was getting better and better at chess, only I was like a child.

Mom started killing people, she tricked outsiders into the house and killed them, she shuttled through the oil paintings, terrible, I had to think of a way, I couldn't be trapped here for the rest of my life.

I helped my mom leave a guest.

Angel and Airy are scared.

Today there is a self-proclaimed wizard in the house, I can't even see his face clearly, he seems to like Angel very much, heh, that Angel who thinks very highly of himself and looks down on our genes.

Alex went to the garden, what was he doing? Damn, I heard the singing tonight.

Angel had insomnia, she hated that singing, I could see she was upset, hehehe, I suddenly liked that singing.

Something else appeared in the house, except for oil paintings, and even dolls moved. The doll was dressed in the clothes of an old woman who had been a guest at the house yesterday.

The wizard approached me and told me that this music box would make me stop being afraid of paintings and dolls. What a good thing! I asked him what the conditions were? He said that Angel locked herself in the attic and refused to come down, and that I had to watch her and not let her die.

I really don't know where Angel is good, I hate her!

The wizard was gone, Angel disappeared from my sight, I knew where she was, we all knew it as a family, but no one could bring her down. Alex often went up to Angel for this, but unfortunately it didn't work.

I hate Alex because he looks at me the same way he did before, like a filthy mouse.

The diary is basically over here, and it can be seen that the time span is very large, and in addition, there is a person Yu Xing heard of for the first time in the diary - a wizard.

Angel's location has been determined, it's in the attic, and looking at the diary, it seems that she is not dead.

Except for the fact that Mrs. Brown turned into a ghost and wandered around the villa after her death at the beginning, all the other anomalies seem to be inseparable from the wizard, if Angel is not dead, then the ability to control the doll is likely to come from the wizard professor, this wizard is very important.

But the wizard was gone.

Yu Xing closed his eyes and straightened out his thoughts, thinking that the wizard must have left something in the villa, and he could look for it tomorrow.

……

The next day, the door of the next room opened, and in a few moments Mrs. Brown came knocking.

Yu Xing came out of his own room on the second floor, washed up briefly, and went down to the living room with Mrs. Brown.

He is in good spirits, just like he slept peacefully last night, and the main quest found a solution, and he has completed it tonight without being killed by ghosts, showing that the first day was spent safely.

It was eight o'clock in the morning, and he sat down on the couch and watched Mrs. Brown knock on the door and wake up York and Martha, who had slept separately after all.

After they came out, they were all relieved to see Yu Xing on the sofa. Then the three exchanged glances, and while Mrs. Brown went to call Susan and Alex, Yu Xing beckoned to York and handed him something.

"What do you mean?" York raised an eyebrow.

"You take it, it's useful." Yu Xing leaned into York's ear and whispered to make the curious Martha puff out her cheeks unwillingly.

After a while, Alex came out, and Susan finally came to the hall, holding the music box, looking very bad.

"What's wrong Susan, didn't you sleep well?" Mrs. Brown cared deeply about her, but Susan only hummed softly without giving an explanation.

She kept glancing at Yu Xing, cold and resentful.

The breakfast was made by Mrs. Brown, and it tasted good, and the six of them sat around the table and finished the meal in an eerie atmosphere.

After eating, Yu Xing wiped his mouth with a tissue and smiled at Mrs. Brown: "My friend and I should go, I'm sorry to disturb you for the night." ”

Mrs. Brown immediately said, "Please don't say that, Roy, it's our family that scared you, and as the master, I think I'm a failure." ”

She said, opening the door for the three guests, and then her eyes widened: "Ah, it's raining heavily, what can I do?" ”

In order to make the deduction reasonable stay, it rained all night, leaving a layer of stagnant water on the pavement of the entrance, and the soil in the garden was muddy, and there were flower petals that had been knocked off by the raindrops everywhere.

What else can I do?

Yu Xing pleaded to stay for an extra day, and Mrs. Brown happily agreed.