Jujiayuan Community, in the residence of No. 8-2, Unit 1, Building 7.

Song Hao and his wife An Lifen went to bed on time at eleven o'clock as usual.

Song Xiaoyu, who had been busy in the orphanage for a day, went to the bathroom to take a hot shower after his parents went to bed, and by the way, he washed his hair with the Pikang shampoo he bought at the pharmacy today.

After listening to Shen Xing's advice, she went to the pharmacy after volunteering.

After following Shen Xing's statement, she realized that her scalp had been itching, which should be a problem of dermatitis, so she bought this Pikang shampoo on the recommendation of the pharmacy clerk.

It is said that after a week of washing, the itchy head problem will be significantly improved.

So Song Xiaoyu washed her hair very carefully and massaged her scalp fully so that the potion could be completely absorbed.

After taking a shower and drying his hair, Song Xiaoyu quickly climbed into bed, looked at his mobile phone for a while after half-lying down, and then turned off the light and went to sleep.

At about one o'clock in the morning, she suddenly woke up from sleep, and the reason for waking up was that her scalp was very itchy, and she had been reaching out and scratching her head in her sleep.

Because the nails scratched the skin and the scalp hurt, Song Xiaoyu was completely awakened.

There had never been a time when the scalp had been so itchy, so much so that Song Xiaoyu began to suspect that there was something wrong with the Pikang shampoo.

When I woke up, the itching sensation did not go away, but the itching sensation in the back of my head intensified, as if my scalp was about to be torn.

Song Xiaoyu scratched her head, couldn't help but sit up from the bed, turned on the bedside lamp with sleepy eyes, and walked to the bathroom in the bedroom.

When I came to the bathroom, I turned on the light and stood in front of the mirror with my head tilted, and looked carefully, my scalp was not scratched and bloody, but it was still itchy.

Song Xiaoyu felt that her whole head was numb, she didn't dare to continue scratching, she just reached out and gently patted the back of her head.

Although she wanted to sleep, the itching made her unable to sleep at all.

At that moment, she felt something fall off the back of her head, what appeared to be a lock of hair, or ...... Scalp!

Reaching out and grabbing it, I saw that it was a piece of scalp with some hair attached, this scalp was only the size of two fingernails, and it seemed to have dried up and had no nutrients for a long time.

Song Xiaoyu was startled, and quickly tilted his head to see if there was a piece of hair missing from the back of his head, but after looking carefully, he found that there was nothing unusual at all, and it was still good.

This means that the scalp and hair that have fallen out may be produced after natural metabolism, and it is not alopecia areata or hair loss.

At this time, the itching sensation of the scalp has decreased a lot after the scalp falls off, and it is still gradually decreasing.

Song Xiaoyu let go of the uneasiness in her heart, and she casually threw the dry scalp and hair that fell off into the wastepaper basket next to the toilet in the bathroom.

After straightening out his long hair, he didn't feel much itching at this time, so he turned around and turned off the light and closed the door, and continued to return to bed to sleep peacefully.

About ten minutes later, in the darkness of the bathroom, in the wastepaper basket next to the toilet, the dry scalp with long hair suddenly moved, and then the scalp that seemed to be about to dry up completely slowly stretched out like a thin dough.

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After sleeping until midnight, Song Xiaoyu suddenly woke up again.

This time it wasn't because of an itchy scalp, but because of a strange sound.

When she woke up, she seemed to hear laughter, not loud, but still easy to hear in the silence of the night.

Song Xiaoyu turned over in a daze, and after her scalp was no longer itchy, she was sleepy, and she felt that she hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Just then, the voice that woke her up sounded again.

Song Xiaoyu, who was about to fall asleep, heard it clearly this time, and her heart was shocked, and her eyes opened suddenly.

It was pitch black.

She immediately reached for the bedside table and turned on the lamp on the bedside.

The hazy pale yellow light lit up, the light was not strong, but it was enough to dispel the darkness around him, Song Xiaoyu immediately sat up, his eyes wide, and his gaze swept around the bed.

No anomalies were found.

She was a little skeptical that she had misheard, but after recalling it carefully, she still felt wrong, because the voice just now looked like a person laughing, although the laughter was not loud, but it sounded very clear, and it should be impossible to hear it wrong.

He sat on the bed and was stunned for a moment, and no other sound was heard.

The warm pale yellow light gave Song Xiaoyu some sense of security, and the panic she felt just now slowly subsided, and she believed that she might be dreaming, because she was sleeping too soundly, and it was possible to take the sound in the dream as reality.

I took the phone on the bedside table, lit the screen and looked at the time, and found that it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Song Xiaoyu originally wanted to turn off the light and continue to sleep, but he didn't feel it when he fell asleep, but now he woke up and felt that his lower abdomen was slightly distended.

The moment she just entered the bathroom, she seemed to hear a slight rustling sound, but as she walked in, the sound disappeared immediately, so that Song Xiaoyu wondered if there were rats or cockroaches in the bathroom.

She suddenly became a little frightened, stood at the door of the bathroom and looked carefully, and the surroundings looked very normal, nothing unusual.

After a pause, Song Xiaoyu wanted to go to the bathroom in the living room for convenience, but after thinking about it, he didn't dare to go out because he was afraid.

Now that the parents are asleep, it is even more impossible to go to their bedroom bathroom, otherwise it will wake them up.

After looking around carefully and making sure that there was nothing abnormal, she mustered up the courage to step to the toilet, and when it was convenient for her to sit down, she still looked left and right, in case a mouse might suddenly run out of the corner.

Especially under his own feet, Song Xiaoyu was also afraid that cockroaches would unknowingly climb on his instep.

When she looked down left and right, her gaze inadvertently swept from the wastepaper basket next to the toilet, looked into the paper basket, and then her body trembled slightly.

She remembered that she had thrown the dry scalp and the long strand of hair into the paper basket, but now that she could see that the dry scalp was gone, and only the tips of the long strand of hair could be seen under the scrap paper.

In such a short period of time, it is impossible for her scalp and hair to be buried by waste paper, after all, she has not thrown paper into the paper basket after this, how can she cover it?

Could it be that the rat is in a paper basket?

At the moment when Song Xiaoyu was guessing wildly, her eyes widened suddenly, staring at the paper basket without blinking.

I saw that the waste paper that covered the scalp and long hair began to move slowly, as if something was turning up below.

After a while, the waste paper covering the upper layer rolled to both sides of the paper basket, and a large amount of long black hair was revealed under Song Xiaoyu's eyes, the number of these long hairs had obviously increased a lot, fluffy and messy, and it was no longer the strand she had thrown away at the beginning.

The long black hair slowly slid up, and this strange scene made Song Xiaoyu's whole body stiff, his thinking stagnant, and his whole person was completely stunned.

She couldn't figure out why the hair she threw away had become so much, and besides, it seemed like there was something else underneath the hair!

About four or five seconds later, a large amount of long hair was completely flipped over, and a white face appeared in front of Song Xiaoyu's eyes.