I stumbled upon a glimpse of Du Deming's hand and noticed that he was trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, we can even accept such things as 'true demons', right? Whatever you say, we will believe you. I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

Du Deming nodded.

He turned and pulled something out of his yellowed and worn canvas bag.

When I saw it clearly, I couldn't help but dilate my pupils.

"This is ......," I snatched the picture frame from Du Deming's hand.

Zhang Qiang and Zhao Qiqi immediately came over.

The two of them were also surprised when they saw it.

"This is not the one we had last time, that, that......" Zhang Qiang frowned and said for a long time, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

"Oh, I'll tell you for you." I interrupted his stammering and gave him a blank look, "This is a picture of a family of four that we found when we entered that weird apartment before we turned on 'Bloody Mary' last time!" ”

"Oh! Yes, that's right, that's it! Zhang Qiang slapped his head.

Zhao Qiqi was not as excited as Zhang Qiang, her quirky eyes looked at Du Deming for a long time before she slowly spoke.

"When did you bring it out? And why bring it out? "It's not loud, but there's something unmistakable.

I then remembered Du Deming's unusual behavior the last time he entered that strange apartment, and his series of abnormal states after that.

An idea gradually broke through the ground in my heart.

Don't......

Du Deming looked at a few of us and sighed.

"Actually, before the last time I turned on 'Bloody Mary', something happened to my family, but let's not talk about this first." Du Deming turned his face to look in my direction: "Gao Wei, you should have seen that I had something on my mind before, right?" ”

I was slightly stunned, then nodded.

"Yes. Does it have something to do with this frame? I frowned and thought about it.

Du Deming smiled bitterly, and then this person was like a deflated ball.

He was hunched on the couch, his back on his back, his bloodshot eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

"The boy in the photo is when I was a child, and the other three are also my family." Du Deming said, his originally delicate face showing a touch of gloom.

"Huh?"

"What?" Hearing this, Zhang Qiang and I both opened our mouths in surprise.

Even Zhao Qiqi sat up straight and turned his face to look at him.

"How is this possible? Isn't that just a scene from a horror game? How can it be related to the real world? "I heard a string in my head seem to be broken.

"It's not just you who think it's incredible, but even I think so myself." Du Deming clenched the shoulder straps of the canvas bag, and his fingers turned white.

We were all silent, waiting for him to continue speaking.

Finally, after a few more moments, he seemed to be talking to himself.

"Actually, when I first entered that space, it felt very familiar...... There, it was like the apartment I lived in as a child, but the details were a little different, and I thought it was a coincidence. Du Deming's Adam's apple moved up and down, and a pair of reddened eyes looked at me: "Until, you let me go over and look at that picture frame." ”

"Uh...... I'm sorry. I shook my teacup a little awkwardly.

"It's not about you. It is because of you that I discovered these things. Du Deming shook his head, a helpless smile appeared on his bearded face, and his gaze returned to the photo frame: "Although the four people in the photo are a little different from my real family, including myself, there are still details in Shen Yun, which made me recognize them at once, and the three of them are my parents and sister." And that boy is myself! ”

I caught the crux of his words.

"The details? I guess there must have been something else that you were sure of? I reasoned from his words.

Du Deming was stunned, and there was a touch of admiration in his eyes when he looked at me.

"Yes, what is more important is what is recorded in that diary, which is very similar to what happened to my mother, who has died, and what happened to me in my childhood. Of course, not all of them are exactly the same. After he said this, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his face relaxed a lot.

Listening to his words, I lowered my head, touched my chin with one hand, and tried to remember the contents of the diary.

"Is that the diary of that woman who felt that her husband had betrayed her, and then believed in what evil art in order to restore her beauty, first killed her daughter, then killed her husband and son, and finally died herself?" Zhang Qiang suddenly opened his mouth and said all the above content in one go.

I was impressed by his operations.

"Yes, you kid." I looked at Zhang Qiang with a smug face, but the next second I looked at Du Deming again: "Then, what do these stories have to do with you?" ”

Du Deming didn't speak, he picked up the teacup and drank all the tea in it in one gulp.

With a thud, he placed the cup back on the table.

It seems that the decision has finally been made.

"Actually...... Back then, my mother, like the woman in the game, finally broke down and committed suicide! His lips trembled, as if he remembered what had happened back then, and his eyes were full of pain.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Zhao Qiqi filled his cup with water again, and his voice was gentle and comforting.

"I'm fine." Du Deming nodded and smiled reluctantly at us: "At that time, I was in the first year of junior high school, and the relationship between my parents suddenly had problems. ”

I thought back to the plot of the previous game: "You mean, your father cheated on me? ”

"Not at that time." Du Deming smiled bitterly: "But since then, my mother's mental condition has been problematic, and she seems to have suddenly become suspicious from a certain day." She was always staring at the wall, whispering to people who didn't exist at all, and occasionally letting out a weird laugh. At first, she knew my sister and me, but later on, she didn't remember her at first, or rather, she thought of her as something else. ”

"Something?" I remembered the description of the woman in the diary.

"Yes. She began to reject her sister very much, saying that her sister wanted to kill her, and was obsessed with all the supernatural things in the East and the West, for a while, the house was full of those utensils, and then ......" Du Deming pressed his temple with one hand, and his face showed a very painful look: "Then, suddenly one day, when I came home, I found that my sister was gone!" ”

"Your sister ......" I looked at his pale face, and stopped talking.

Remember that in the diary, the woman wrote that she seemed to have killed her own daughter?

Who knows, Zhang Qiang suddenly spoke.

"Your sister is dead?!?

As soon as the words fell, Du Deming, who had already calmed down, suddenly bounced up from the sofa like crazy.