At around seven o'clock in the morning, a junior high school girl in fancy dress left the school gate and went to an Internet café to play games. The charm of online games is endless, and leveling up is important, especially important.

This internet café is located in a semi-basement facing the street, in perhaps the worst conditions in the city, but also the cheapest, with a bath above. The roller shutter door was closed, and the Internet café looked like it was not yet open. She raised her hand and patted the door for no reason, perhaps unwilling to walk away like this, and the roller shutter made an exaggerated noise. Just when she turned around and was about to go back, she suddenly remembered a burst of singing in the door, "There is a beautiful new world, it is waiting for me in the distance, there are innocent children, and girls' dimples、、、、、、" The girl pondered these lyrics carefully, a little familiar, but she couldn't remember what this song was called, but she heard who the person who sang it was for the first time, it was Wu Bai, I think back then, the girl was also a fan of Wu Bai, so she heard the idol's song with a melancholy thought. Of course, Wu Bai will not deign to sing in it, the singing is repeated, and when he hears it, his mobile phone rings. The mobile phone is ringing, which means that there are people inside at the moment, why don't you open the door? Does the owner sleep in it? The girl was so curious that she walked around to the side of the Internet café, where the only small window opened. The window was not big, a little higher than the ground, and the girl simply lay on the ground and put her eyes on the glass to look in. When she saw the scene of the Internet café clearly, her heart felt like it had been slammed with a hammer. In the dim light, she saw a room full of dead people、、、、、、

A year later, a big boy named Liu Guangguang came to the city and entered Nanjing University, but somehow he didn't like the school and the city very much. More than a thousand miles away from home, after taking the train for more than a day, after getting off the train, he walked into a commissary to buy water, and was cut off a large bill by the shopkeeper (about the means of cutting money in the small supermarket at the station, readers Baidu on their own, so I will not introduce it here), from then on he came to a conclusion that the supermarket and stall at the station should never be patronized, no matter what supermarket. He walked into the university gate with a failed and depressed image, but he had imagined countless times that he would enter the university in high spirits, but he did not expect to be frustrated in the dirty stream.

He didn't like the people in the same dormitory, except for him, the three were all locals, got along well, and spoke fluently, leaving him aside, as if there was only one outsider, it was not worth them to chew words in Mandarin.

Living like a year, bored, Liu Guangguang had to wander around to pass the time after class. On the fifth day of school, after dinner in the evening, Liu Guangguang walked out of the gate and walked on a strange road, the sky gradually darkened with his footsteps, and the surroundings were very quiet. There were few pedestrians along the way, and when he came to the end, Liu Guangguang found that it was a dead-end road, and an abandoned factory was lying at the end of the road, barren grass. There was a thunder in the sky, dark clouds came up, the sky became more and more gloomy, Liu Guangguang looked up at the sky, it seemed that it was going to rain, he turned around to go back, and accidentally found a signboard of an Internet café hanging next to a bath on the side of the road, although it was dilapidated and faded, but it was also eye-catching: Huang Quan Internet Café. When I arrived in this city, the new environment, I haven't been on the Internet yet, Liu Guangguang walked over, and when I got closer, I found that this Internet café was rebuilt from the basement of the bath, and the door was a passage that extended downward at an angle, with about fifty or sixty steps. Liu Guangguang has read a tomb robbery novel, and feels that this passage is quite like the tomb described in the novel, and the Internet café is opened here, perhaps because of the cheap rent in the basement.

Liu Guangguang raised his feet and was about to go down, at this moment, he suddenly heard someone behind him laughing twice, he turned his head to look, about six or seven meters away on a section of cement steps, there was a woman in her forties and fifties, wearing a blue dress and blue pants, looking at him with a smile, this woman looked a little strange, with a wrinkled face, but with two black and shiny braids. Seeing that Liu Guangguang didn't react, the woman suddenly stood up and walked towards him, her two hands behind her back very strangely, and her shoulders twisted and twisted as she walked. Coming to Liu Guangguang, the woman grinned and said, "Classmate, are you going to go in and surf the Internet?" Liu Guangguang looked at her blankly, not knowing what she meant by asking. The woman lowered her voice, as if revealing a secret to him, and said, "My son is in there." Liu Guangguang blinked his eyes, felt inexplicable, and said in his heart, what does your son have to do with me inside? The woman continued: "He hasn't been home for a long time, he surfs the Internet day and night, how many times have I looked for him, but he doesn't go back with me every time, you say, is he not good at learning?" ”

"This 、、、、、、" Liu Guangguang scratched his head, "It's okay to go online moderately, it's really not good if you are in it every day." ”

The woman nodded thoughtfully, "It's not good, it's not good, so if you see him, remember to help me persuade him to let him go home." ”

As he spoke, a fanatical brilliance suddenly burst out in the woman's eyes, Liu Guangguang's heart sank, and he felt more and more that this woman was not quite right, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The woman pressed forward, her hands behind her back, as if holding something. "Classmate, can you do me a small favor?" She said, her eyes eagerly fixed on Mr. Liu.

"What、、、、、、 what?" Liu Guangguang asked, he was a little reluctant, no matter how busy he was.

The woman said: "It's going to be cold, my son has been saying that his feet are cold recently, let me bring him a pair of thick shoes, yesterday I brought him a pair, he thought the style was not good-looking, did not wear it, and lost his temper with me, today I bought a new pair, I don't know if he likes it or not, can you help me try it, see if it looks good on it." As she spoke, she took her hand out from behind her back and spread the things in her hand to Liu Guang.

Liu Guangguang stared at her hand, her hair stood up all of a sudden, and on the palm of the woman's hand, she was holding two paper shoes, pointed, about a finger long.

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, thunder rolled in, and a drop of rain hit Liu Guangguang's face, which was cold and cold, and Queen Liu Guangguang retreated, almost tripping herself in a panic.

The woman stood in place with paper shoes in her hand, letting out a series of high-low laughs, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey、、、、、、

Damn it! It turned out to be a madman, Liu Guangguang scolded in his heart, turned around and ran. And the rain began to fall heavily、、、、、、

The rain fell briefly for more than an hour, and then stopped at eight o'clock, and there were traces of water on the glass, as if countless earthworms were crawling across the glass. A war had just broken out in the dormitory, and the two sides of the war were Liu Guangguang and Jin Changliang on the other side. Jin Changliang is a local, five big and three thick, with acne pimples on his face, he looks like a good man, but when he opens his mouth, he is very sorry, revealing a sissy. Liu Guangguang hated him very much. The cause of the war was very simple, as soon as Liu Guangguang returned, he noticed that someone had moved his cabinet, and the facial cleanser and shampoo had been used. Jin Changliang's hair was wet, and he was cross-legged in front of a small mirror, gently squeezing the pimples on his face. There was no one else in the room but him. Liu Guangguang picked up the facial cleanser and stepped forward to question him, who knew that the sissy was so eloquent, her mouth was like a machine gun, da-da-da, da-da-da, Liu Guangguang couldn't interject at all, and a sentence came to his mind: If you can do it, try not to be noisy. So he clenched his fists and wanted to beat this sissy, but fortunately, a few boys from the opposite bed rushed to hear the sound and pulled him back, otherwise, things might really get out of control. Liu Guangguang angrily slammed the door and left.

Outside, it was completely dark, the air was filled with wet moisture, Liu Guangguang walked along the Yonglu Road, and unconsciously came to the school gate, the security guard was preparing to close the gate, Liu Guangguang looked at his watch, ten o'clock, it was the time when the school stipulated the closure. The security guard in the raincoat glanced at him and said coldly, "If you want to get out, hurry out, I'm going to close the door." Liu Guangguang hesitated, raised his feet and stepped out, and instantly blended into the darkness outside the school gate. The electric door closed slowly behind him, and everything was calm.

Liu Guangguang stood in the dark for a while, and once again stepped on the dark road, the road leading to Huang Quan's Internet café. At the same time, lightning began to light up in the sky again.

Halfway through, Liu Guangguang picked up a brick and held it in his hand, and if the female madman came out to mess around again, he would give her a brick. But the female madwoman did not appear.

When Liu Guangguang stood in front of the Internet café again, the door was still as open as in the evening, like a taciturn mouth, and a little different from the daytime, a light bulb was lit up in the passage leading to the basement, and the brightness was only about 20 watts, and the white-gray walls were painted dark yellow by the light, like the face of a jaundice man. Liu Guangguang rubbed his nose and walked down the stairs, the steps were nailed with wooden planks, covered with dark red felt, full of stains, and the sound of stepping on it was hollow, and there was an echo, Liu Guangguang felt that he had entered a tomb. Walking to the end and turning to the right, there is a small door, entering, Liu Guangguang subconsciously tightened his undershirt, and the air here seemed to drop a lot.

The Internet café is a rectangle of about 100 square meters, the light is dim, all the light comes from two incandescent lamps, and everything in the room seems to be submerged in shadows. Placed next to the door is a cash register, painted dark red, on the table there is a golden beckoning cat, constantly waving to the door, the cat's eyes are shining, a woman in black clothes shrunk in the cash register, sideways to Liu Guangguang, typing on a computer head without lifting, her hair is very long, hanging on both sides of the narrow face, maybe she is a square face, but part of it is covered by hair, it looks like a long face, Liu Guangzhao can't see her age. There were some posters of online games on the wall, and a few of the upper ends of the tape were opened, and the posters were drooping down, looking dejected. Sixty or seventy computers were hidden in the shadows, and looking around, Liu Guangguang suddenly found that there was not a single person who was surfing the Internet in this Internet café, and there was this woman sitting in the huge Internet café, so now it looks like an Internet café here, but like a warehouse where computers are placed.

"Package the night." Liu Guangguang knocked on the countertop and handed over the money.

The woman in the cash register turned her head, part of her hair slipped from her cheeks to the side, Liu Guangzhao saw her appearance clearly, this is a woman in her thirties, her appearance is really not flattering, square face, skin is very white, two eyebrows are a little too dark, as if painted with a brush dipped in ink, very abrupt. Liu Guangzhao had read the photo book, and the woman had a widow's face.

The woman took the money, and the keyboard crackled a few times, "Number 35." A dry voice rose from behind the stage.

The light was too dim, and after looking for a long time, Liu Guangguang found the No. 35 machine from a corner in the deepest part of the room, which was a computer against the wall, and placed it under the only small window in the Internet café.

There was a faint sound of thunder outside, and the thunder sounded dull through the wall, and after a while, the sound of the rain spread, and it was also dull. Rain, it's back.

Liu Guangguang played the game for a while, and the beautiful female warrior in the game reminded him of a woman in reality, so he paused the game, took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, found a friend named "An An baby", and sent a message of "Are you there". This friend is his new acquaintance, a girl in the next class, named Li Juan or Wang Juan, he doesn't remember, anyway, the name is a Juan. The day before yesterday, in the first high math class of the university, they were very fateful, sitting in the front and back seats, before class, the girl's ballpoint pen fell, he saw the opportunity to pick it up, as an opportunity, the two talked, I didn't expect to chat very happily, what Juan is from the city, but with him Mandarin, these two classes, Liu Guangguang was distracted. The girl is not annoying at all, she looks pleasant and dresses stylishly. Before class, Liu Guangguang turned around and asked the girl to borrow a pen, and asked her for a piece of paper, the girl gave it, looking at him puzzled, Liu Guangguang pushed the paper and pen in front of her, and said, can you write your WeChat on it? The girl blushed, hesitated, but still wrote very obediently, and when the bell rang for the end of class, the girl blushed and grabbed her schoolbag and left. Liu Guangguang sighed, this girl is really good, what girl would blush now? They chatted that night, chatting with each other, neither of them would be too close to each other, nor would they want to be too indifferent, and they were still in the stage of maintaining their own demeanor. Now, Liu Guangguang sent her a message, however, she didn't reply, maybe she slept, after all, it was too late.

Although Liu Guangguang thought so in her heart, she was still unsteady in her heart, she wouldn't ignore herself, right? I didn't want to play the game again.,Close the game.,Turn on the music.,Listen to sad songs.。 He leaned back on the back of the sofa chair and crossed his legs, his legs swaying to the music. At the end of the song, there was silence again, as if it was quieter than before the music sounded, Liu Guangguang opened his eyes and suddenly felt cold all around. To his surprise, the scene in front of him had changed, the lights had been extinguished, but the room was not pitch black, there was a faint cool light, trembling in the darkness - in front of the dozens of computers around, I don't know when it was actually full of people, most of these people were students, they sat straight one by one, their hands hung down, not moving, facing the computer screen, as if they were quietly looking in the mirror, and as if they were performing some kind of religious ritual.

Liu Guangguang was in a cold sweat, and he suddenly found that the computers in front of these people were made of paper, square, and there was a white candle standing next to each computer, and the candle oil flowed down like tears, and the flickering candle flame reflected a dull yellow light on the faces of these people. There was a noise behind him, and he turned his head sharply, and saw that the woman at the door was slowly getting up from behind the cash register, and walking slowly towards him in an extremely strange posture, her footsteps were not the vigorous trampling sound of ordinary people, and every step she took made a rustling sound, like sweeping the floor with a broom.

She got closer and closer, by the candlelight, Liu Guangguang was shocked to find that the woman was a paper person, her facial features were outlined with a brush, the lips traced by the red pen were slightly upturned, as if she was smiling at Liu Guangguang, the clothes and skirt on her body were black bright paper, and the hem of the skirt was carefully cut out of countless fine spikes, dragged on the ground, rustling, rustling, as she approached, the voice became clearer and clearer.

There was a low and faint laugh in the darkness, the sound of a group of people laughing together, echoing in all directions.

Liu Guangguang screamed and almost fell off the sofa, he opened his eyes, it was a dream. He looked around in horror, the light above his head was still flashing, the room was still empty, and there was a sweet and greasy smell in the air, it was so good, it was a dream, he comforted himself.

Outside, the sound of rain was still dull, and it sounded like a torrential rain, but it seemed that it had not heard thunder for a long time. Liu Guang looked at the time, it was almost 12 o'clock, and he slept for an hour. At this time, there was a loud noise on the roller shutter outside, which must have been lowered, probably because the rain was too heavy. As the roller shutter door was lowered, the sound of the rain seemed to fade away, and the air inside seemed to be suffocated.

Just when Liu Guangguang was bored, the WeChat bell rang, and He Juan actually replied to the message, "Have you slept?" ”

Liu Guangguang was overjoyed, and looked back, "Not yet, I'm playing games in an Internet café, what are you doing?" ”

The other end replied, "I'm reading a novel." ”

"Oh, you like to read novels, huh? No wonder it's so quiet. ”

"Do you like quiet girls?"

"I like it."

"Lie, quiet, to put it mildly, it's honest, who still likes honest girls now, today's men favor those who live broadcast, they can twist and dance, I'm outdated."

"Don't generalize, that's their superficiality, good men still like quiet and gentle girls."

"When you say that, I feel a lot more comfortable, I know that many men laugh at me behind my back, holding books all day long, boring girls."

"Don't care what people say, you'll always find someone who appreciates you."

"Then he must be boring, right?"

"What do you think of me? Isn't it boring? ”

"It's alright."

"Do you hate people with the same personality as you?"

"I hated it before, but now I can't, why hate my character? Everyone has their own advantages, we have to look up to ourselves, in order to better contact with others. ”

"That's it, don't look at that kind of girl, in fact, it's not interesting at all to contact, they have no connotation, the first contact, bring men a sense of freshness, and get tired of it after a long time. Only the kind of girl who is calm, humorous, and a little bad can be appreciated by men for a long time, and it is easier to capture men's hearts. I think you're that kind of girl. ”

"Haha, preferably. Hey, you're going to stay up all night? ”

"If you don't stay up all night, you can't go anywhere, and the school gate is closed early."

"Oh, which Internet café?"

"The 'Huang Quan Internet Cafe' closest to the school."

"What?!"

"What's wrong? What are you excited about? ”

"That internet café has been closed for a long time."

"Turn it off and open it again, what's the fuss."

"No, you're not a local, you don't know, that Internet café has killed people, one night last year, more than 20 people who were in the night died of gas poisoning, and the door has never been opened since, how can you be inside, you lie to me, you must have heard about it, so you deliberately teased me and scared me."

Liu Guangguang was stupid, what Juan threw it on, and the words she typed were like nails wedged into his eyes, "Although the Internet café is closed, but since then, there have been many terrifying rumors, it is said that someone passed by the Internet café in the middle of the night, and always heard a noisy sound inside, and there were even more terrifying, saying that there were two children lying on the window at night, and I once saw clothes and shoes made of white paper wandering in the Internet café, as if they were alive, of course, these are all rumors, but every time I pass by there, I feel a little gloomy." Hey, that's horrible. He Juan continued to fight, "Hey, you're scaring me, right?" ”

Liu Guangguang's scalp exploded with a bang, and he put the phone back on the table, he couldn't care about anything anymore.

He remembered the pair of paper shoes that the female madwoman was holding in his hand, he was so frightened that he shouted tremblingly, is there anyone? The sound swayed across the walls, like in a hollow cavern.

Liu Guangguang walked through the middle aisle to the cash register, the woman was indeed gone, leaving only a black leather swivel chair, Liu Guangguang recalled, only remembered that the woman went out and locked the door just now, and then didn't pay too much attention to her, where did she go? There should be a place to stay in the Internet café, maybe the woman went back to her room to sleep.

Liu Guangguang didn't want to stay here for a minute, he decided to wake up the woman and ask her to open the door for him. He looked around, and found that there was a closed dark red door on the wall not far behind the cash register, Liu Guangguang walked a few steps over, hooked his index finger and knocked three times, "Is there anyone?" ”

At this time, there seemed to be a rustling sound behind him, and Liu Guangguang turned around vigilantly, there was no abnormality, and the wall was shining with gray light, maybe auditory hallucinations. Just as Liu Guangguang turned his head, his gaze swept over the corner of the wall not far away, and in this moment, his lips trembled, and in the black and slimy corner, there was a pair of white paper shoes, which were very eye-catching, and the small and thin tips were facing Liu Guangguang. He didn't notice this corner when he entered the door, he didn't know if the paper shoes were originally here, or if they had just appeared, sweat seeped out of his forehead a little coldly, and he was extremely scared. It was getting weirder and weirder, and there was an indescribable strange aura in the air. Liu Guangguang turned his head back, not daring to look at the paper shoes again, he knocked on the door more urgently, "Is there anyone?" Still no one answered, Liu Guangguang was in a hurry, grabbed the doorknob, pulled it hard, and the door opened with a bang, bringing a cool breeze, and the hair on Liu Guangguang's forehead shook a few times.

There was no light on in the room, and it was dark, and a disgusting smell came to my face.

Standing in front of the door, Liu Guangguang suddenly had a strange feeling, and in the darkness in front of him, there were many cold eyes quietly staring at him. His breathing was unsteady, he tried to escape, he forced himself to calm down again, reached out and groped for a few times on the wall near the door, felt the switch, pressed it, and the light came on.

The light presented a scene that he had never expected. This is a small house of only five or six square meters, facing a table, covered with white plastic sheeting, on the table are placed several plates of crumpled peaches and apples, in the middle of a small gray and black incense burner, obliquely inserted a few purple-red incense, long and short, all extinguished. On the wall facing the door, there was a wall of black-and-white photos, the photos were arranged in four rows, each one was wrapped in black gauze, and dozens of vague faces were framed in the frame, looking at Liu Guangguang with a smile.

Liu Guangguang's soul is scattered, this is what Juan said about those dead people, right? The man who died of gas poisoning, he turned and ran, desperately running towards the door, and he did not feel pain when his shoulder hit the cash register. He turned through the small door and rushed up the wooden stairs, under the dim yellow light, the roller shutter door was closed, Liu Guangguang squatted down and grabbed the lower edge of the door with both hands and desperately lifted it up, the door did not move at all, it weighed a thousand gold, it was indeed locked, he couldn't get out.

Liu Guangguang slapped the door hard, kicked the door, and the rolling shutter door angrily responded to his deafening "clang" sound, but he didn't move. He sat down on the floor, leaning against the cold roller shutter door, looking at the dim footsteps below, his nerves tense like a stretched bowstring, and he pricked up his ears to catch every slight sound.

Bang bang

Sizzle, sizzle, is the sound of gas leakage from a ruptured gas tank.

The sound of talking, laughter and slapstick, came in waves, becoming more and more violent, and the surroundings seemed to be boiling.

Liu Guangguang shook his head, and when he listened to it again, these sounds were immediately restored to the sound of rushing rain.

Liu Guangguang clenched his arms, the fear in his heart was incomprehensible, perhaps, those dozens of dead people were in this Internet café at the moment, they never left from the moment they died, they sat below, they have been sitting below, since he first entered the Internet café, they have been there, but he can't see them, and they, can see him. Their faces were blue, their eyes were protruding, some of them had black and purple blood flowing from their noses, they were all gas-smedied, and they were all sitting in front of the computer. Liu Guangguang finally understood why the woman opened the No. 35 machine for him、、、、、、

At this time, through the roller shutter door, someone suddenly said in a low voice, is the gas turned off tightly?

Liu Guangguang's head buzzed, he jumped up, and one of them didn't stand firmly, and rolled down the stairs.

Outside the door, I remembered the chuckle of hehe, which was like a swarm of black insects squeezing in through the crack in the door.

Who's outside the door? Liu Guangguang got up, raised his head, and stared at the gray rolling shutter door. The laughter soon died down, and the eardrums continued to be filled with the sound of rain. He didn't know what to do, his hand touched his pocket intentionally or unintentionally, the mobile phone, the mobile phone was still on the table of the 35th machine, he couldn't do without the mobile phone, it cost a lot of money to buy it, even if he was afraid, he had to risk getting it back, he scolded himself in his heart for being careless, and walked towards the Internet café inside.

It was still quiet, still empty and dim, and the dim light sprinkled on dozens of computers, like dozens of huge and deformed heads, everything was still, only the beckoning cat on the cash register beckoned to the door. The door of the hut was still open, and from Liu Guangguang's point of view, the portrait on the wall was blocked by more than half, revealing several grim-looking faces.

Liu Guang's heart was horizontal, and he strode to the No. 35 machine and grabbed the mobile phone. He wanted to dial 110, which he suddenly thought of, and he felt stupid, why didn't he remember it earlier. At this moment, a trace of wind blew on his face, and the wind was mixed with broken raindrops, which were cool, as if a cold little hand had touched his face. Liu Guangguang was excited, raised his head, and came into view of the small window, which was slightly taller than his stature, and the scarlet velvet curtain covered half of the window, and the other half of the window, hidden in the dark and rainy night. The windows were ajar, and the wind poured in, and the curtains shivered nervously from time to time under the push of the wind. Liu Guangguang's eyes widened suddenly, when he was sitting here just now, the window was clearly closed. Who opened it? Liu Guangguang stared at the window, without warning, a face seemed to rise from the bottom of the water, silently floating outside the window, this is a withered yellow face like a fallen leaf, covered with leaf vein-like wrinkles, muddy water flows in the wrinkles, flows down the cheeks into the neck, drips onto the soil, this face is particularly gloomy, a watery braid hangs on the side of the face, slowly, the face moves, showing a strange smile. Her voice drifted in like the wind, "Watch out for the gas. Then she laughed.

Liu Guangguang's mobile phone fell to the ground, and he knew this face, the face of a female madman. Now, she knelt on the ground, put her face on the window, and stared at herself with a condescending smile. It was still pitch black outside, and the wind and rain were raging. She had been loitering in front of the Internet café.

"I'm coming to see my son." The madman said faintly. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand full of muddy water, waved it behind Liu Guangguang's back, and said, Good son, come here.

Liu Guangguang's head exploded again, and he turned back in a panic, but there were still rows of bleak computers and shadows cast by them.

The madwoman's gaze stared at the air behind Liu Guangguang moving slowly, as if tracking something, and under the guidance of this gaze, Liu Guangguang really felt that someone was slowly approaching him from behind. Something sounded in his head, and everything in front of Liu Guang became in a trance, swaying like aquatic plants dancing in the stream, and gradually blurred, shrouded in a milky white mist. He seemed to hear rustling footsteps, a sound that was somewhat like the wind blowing leaves, but more like the sound of paper shoes rubbing against the ground. He also heard the sound of clothes cut out of white paper hula and fluttering in the air. He also noticed that the paper shoes had stopped behind him, very close, and the tips of the two toes had touched his heels.

The madwoman's face suddenly turned hideous, and she shouted sharply, gas! I smell the gas, the gas leaks.

She waved her hands frantically, quickly turned it off, quickly turned it off.

The gas leaked, yes, he smelled it immediately, it was the smell of the gas leak, it was strong, extremely pungent, and filled the room.

He had to quickly turn off the valve, where was the kitchen?

The madwoman struggled to shove her hand through the crack in the narrow window, pointed in one direction and shouted, kitchen, son, and you, you, you, take him to turn it off.

Liu Guangguang turned around obediently, followed the direction pointed by the madman, and in a trance, he saw a door open in the deep hole of the Internet café, he staggered towards the door, there was a black halo in front of him, he seemed to see a pair of pure white paper shoes jumping forward and backward in the dark, leading him, like two white grasshoppers.

Turn off the gas!

Turn off the gas!

Turn off the gas!

He walked over firmly, the madwoman's screams fading in his ears, and he walked into the kitchen, reached out and touched the cold gas valve, and twisted it vigorously、、、、、、

Another person died of gas poisoning at Huang Quan's Internet café near Nanjing University、、、、、、