(1) Introduction

In a large open room of about 50 square meters, the heavy curtains were pulled open a slit, and the warm light came through the gap, shining on the wooden floor with red stripes, forming a faint path of light.

On the couch where the sun never shines, there is a woman in pink Bikachu pajamas.

The woman was leaning sideways, curled up on the sofa, her chin resting on her knees, her hair sliding down the sides of her face, her eyes staring straight at the ray of sunlight, and a white mobile phone on a black European-style simple coffee table in front of her.

The phone is clearly not moving, but the messages on it are constantly refreshed out automatically, and there is no moment of idleness to keep the phone on the screen, like the most bizarre supernatural picture.

The slight vibration continued to sound, but she didn't bother to pick up her phone and look at it, staring straight at the bright floor.

The sun outside was so nice, she thought.

How long has it been since you left the house, ten days? Twenty days? It's still a month, and since she doesn't have to go to work, she hasn't gone out again, and the stock in the refrigerator has been eaten up, and even the instant noodles that she never eats have been eating for many days.

It's really, some can't hold on.

In the end, how long is it going to pass?

Suddenly there was a fierce voice outside the house, and she didn't pay attention to it, but those voices still stubbornly penetrated into the eardrums.

"Hurry up, nail it! Nail it tight, it's better to block her! ”

"This kind of person is not worthy of living next door to us, phew, shameless!"

"That's it, that kind of person is a poisonous underage when she is alive, and she is also a scum in the ghost world when she dies, a well-dressed beast, and she doesn't look like a good person! Da Ming, will you, don't mess with my wild grass! ”

"It's just this broken word, and it's still written on this kind of rotten wood, 'doing the right thing for heaven', I'm embarrassed to nail you ...... for you."

"Boom! Boom! Knock~"

The young and flamboyant voices were mixed with the sound of hammers hitting nails, which was extremely harsh.

The woman turned her head slightly, quietly looking at the little spikes that had been wedged into the door by the hammer, and her eyes were hollow.

The door crumbled as if it could be pushed open by a young and strong man in the next second, and she curled herself up tightly, shivering uncontrollably, even if it did

After all the other things, she still couldn't get used to it.

The sound outside the house made a fuss for a long time, and then gradually faded away, she moved slightly, picked up the mobile phone from the coffee table, her hands trembled a little, and her eyes finally fell on the Weibo page from top to bottom.

"I'm tired and want to die."

It was a message full of despair and begging for mercy, just at the top of the Weibo page, which had been sent to the hot search, and Chi Guoguo was lying on the screen and was whipped and abused.

"Why aren't you dead?"

"Xiao San, go and die 10,000 times!"

"Don't just say nothing, go quickly, sit back and wait for the death video!"

"The appearance is beautiful and greasy, but the inner heart is really dirty!"

"Moral degradation is inferior to beasts! Die! ”

"Queue up and die!"

"Queue up for a quick death +1"

“……”

The screen was full of bloodless murderous intent, and the faint white light reflected on her snow-white face, which was extremely bleak.

She numbly pressed her phone, looking at the malicious words and the abrupt pictures crawling all over the screen, which was a photo she had placed on Weibo before.

In the photo, she is holding a sunflower, wearing an ornamental straw hat, wearing a cool striped long skirt, showing a shy smile towards the camera, and behind her is a large field of sunflowers in full bloom.

This is one of her favorite photos, and in the photo she looks back, standing in a field of sunflowers, looking back with great joy.

At this moment, the sunflowers in the photo are all black skulls, and what she is holding in her hand is also a green-faced and fanged ghost, and the delicate and fresh face has been maliciously filled with two lines of blood and tears, and words are also written on both cheeks, and a bitch on one side.

The blood-red bold word "death" was obliquely covered on the photo, and in the blink of an eye, the photo received nearly 100 likes.

She clenched her phone, her heart tightening again, thinking that maybe she really should die.

The sunlight in the house was a little faint, and she could even see the tiny specks of dust in the sunlight.

She got up from the couch, turned on the computer that she hadn't turned on for a long time, adjusted the camera angle, and then changed into her favorite white striped dress, and lay quietly on the couch, as if ready to sleep.

"Goodbye."

A smile appeared on her pale face, and her eyes slowly closed.

A trace of bright red slowly flowed down the delicate porcelain white wrist, and fell to the floor drop by drop.

She lay quietly, her limbs gradually cold, and the feeling of blood emptying from her body was too vivid, so vivid that her heart couldn't help throbbing.

She deserves to die, she doesn't deserve to live, she thought.

Her name was Lu Fei and she died on November 14 of the solar calendar.

It was a sunny day, southerly wind, level 2, air quality, 94.

……

After returning from B City, Bai Tang was very quiet for a while, and was at home with Mo Amnesty who fell asleep again, this time Mo Amnesty's sleep period was very long, so long that Bai Tang began to feel unaccustomed, even the originally naughty chains were extremely quietly wrapped around Mo Amnesty's wrists, and there was no movement at all.

Listening to Yu Jiu, the chain was once broken by lightning in order to save him, and it would be very good to think that there would be a concubine, and it is estimated that like its owner, it has also fallen into a deep sleep without knowing the time limit.

During this period, Wei Chi Rong was inconvenient to go out, so she sent her fox to make trouble once, the focus was to condemn Bai Tang for their poor care of the ink god, and the newly appointed ghost messenger wanted to ask for the guilt, but the ambassador who was sent by the ghost to spread the word was sent away by Bai Tang with two chickens.

The three ghosts in the family are still as unreliable as ever, but when it's okay, Huang Qi doesn't come out very much, even Wang Wu has begun to cultivate a little seriously, only Yu Jiu is still living a decadent life of eating and waiting for death, as if the things that have almost been eaten several times have not left a shadow in his heart at all.

Liu Zhengxie came back after more than a month to report, the whole person has lost a lot of weight, it seems that the eyes are bigger, and the person is more energetic, according to him, Liu Xinzhen has nothing to do at all, and he began to frequently go to Tianshimen to find Zhang Huaide to argue, in fact, it is a fight.

"Hooligan Zhang is now high in Taoism, my old man goes every time he rushes back, and then he cultivates harder, hey, I don't even rush to find my daughter-in-law!" At that time, Liu Zhengxie said.

Bai Tang briefly mentioned a few words about Lin Ling, emphasizing that she was safe and sound, although he had not had much contact with Lin Ling in the past two years, Liu Zhengxie was working very hard to contact, obviously not dying of Lin Ling's thief, but he never heard any gratifying news.