The night is mottled and pedestrians come in twos.

The street lights are dim and the shadows are sparse.

At the corner of the street, a young woman walked.

Pale yellow dress, fluffy hair.

It's Wang Fang.

The woman who didn't know whose child she was pregnant.

It's just that she is different from her previous true face, which was either restrained or shy, or calm and indifferent.

Now she is so pale that she doesn't even need to be decorated, she is sickly white, without a trace of ruddy color.

The lips, which had lost their blood, were decorated with bright lipstick.

The whole face looks particularly incongruous.

Especially her eyes, the whites of which were bloodshot, and her eyes were full of confusion and horror.

She clasped her hands to her chest, her steps flustered, her eyes swaying from side to side.

It was as if something terrible was watching her in the darkness, so that she did not dare to stay for the slightest.

She's been haunted by nightmares for some time.

Or maybe it's not a nightmare, because sometimes when she's not asleep, she seems to see something that scares her.

Maybe she's asleep, maybe she's not, and she doesn't know.

Her spirit and will were already on the verge of collapse.

Sometimes she couldn't tell if she was dreaming or awake.

She didn't dare to be alone, so at night she wanted to go out, wanted to come out, and the people around her would make her feel better.

It all started a few weeks ago, after she learned she was pregnant and had taken abortion pills.

Originally, she thought that she would be like before, as long as she accidentally got pregnant, as long as she took medicine, everything would be fine, and she could be the free woman again.

But, since then, her nightmare has begun.

All sorts of nightmares woke her up from her dreams.

At first, she thought it was just an accident, after all, no one can control such a thing as dreaming.

But, slowly, she discovers that every night, every night, every sleep, there are nightmares.

She woke up from her dreams again and again, and then couldn't fall back asleep.

She had tried sleeping pills to help her sleep, and it did work, but the longer she slept, the longer the fear in her dreams, and she longed to wake up.

Every time she wakes up, it's like a drowning person being saved, giving her a little breath.

Every time she woke up, she was always sweating, no matter how low she turned on the air conditioner.

It's so torturous.

Sometimes she can't even wake up, and her consciousness remains half-asleep and half-awake.

When I woke up, my consciousness was a little blurry, but my body couldn't move at all, like a ghost pressing a bed.

Sometimes it's not just the big horror in the dream, it's when you're awake, it's supposed to be when you're awake.

As long as there was no light or there was a place in the room where the light could not shine, Wang Fang felt as if there was a pair of eyes staring at her in the darkness.

It made her heart furry and her whole body cold.

In the empty room, in that darkness, there seemed to be an unknown horror lurking.

Like a maggot attached to a bone, the darkness has not changed, but she feels that the darkness is spreading, expanding, and devouring her.

She couldn't tell if the darkness was spreading in the room, the fear in her heart, or both.

She didn't dare to go into the darkness to find out what was there, so she could only turn on all the lights in the room and hide under the covers.

But even hiding under the covers, the fear in her heart did not diminish in the slightest.

The room was very quiet, but it had been quiet for a long time, except for the sound of her breathing and heartbeat, Wang Fang also felt as if something was coming.

She couldn't tell where it was coming from, it was like a voice that came straight from the bottom of her mind.

She listened carefully, and the voice seemed to be, crying.

Yes, crying.

The cry of a baby.

No matter how much she covered her ears, she couldn't stop herself from hearing the cry.

So, she ran out.

Ran out into the street, into the street where people come and go.

The roar of cars and horns seemed to reduce the fear in her heart.

The lights are dim, the flickering lights on the streets and the neon lights on the buildings seem to dispel some of the dark horrors.

She walked aimlessly and walked aimlessly in the streets.

She didn't know where else she could go, but as the night wore on, people would go back to their homes to rest, there would be fewer cars on the streets, and sooner or later the neon signs on the buildings would go out.

Where can she go? Where should she go?

She didn't know.

She didn't realize where she was, and she didn't care where she was.

Fear haunted her all the time, and she didn't dare to stay.

She clasped her hands on her chest and trembled slightly.

Even at night, the outside temperature is still not low, and it is still very hot.

But she felt chills all over her body, and that kind of cold seemed to emerge from the bottom of her heart, invading her consciousness and body all the time.

She didn't know how long she could last, maybe in the next second she would have a nervous breakdown.

But she was afraid of death, yes, she was afraid of death.

So she can't choose to die a hundred times, she is still young, she still has a lot of happiness to enjoy, and she is not willing to die like this.

Everybody dies, she knows, she knows that one day she'll die too.

But not now.

She is still young, and she still wants to continue to be free and happy and indulge herself like before.

But what can be done?

I've become like this.

She wanted to go back to the way things were, but she couldn't.

......

With infinite fear in her heart, Wang Fang walked aimlessly.

Her eyes swept around, for fear that something unknown was following her.

Then she walked to the door of a store, one that sounded familiar to her.

She stopped, clasped her hands on her chest, and looked at the shop.

This is?

Looking out of the glass door, there were several people sitting in the store, one of whom had a familiar face.

It's the boss.

The handsome boss who rejected him.

But now she's not in the mood to think about it so much.

Despite this, after standing in the doorway and hesitating for a moment, she turned and walked over.

Because looking at this store and looking at that man, she strangely felt a sense of security in her panicked heart.

So, Wang Fang stretched out her trembling hand, pushed open the glass door, and walked into the store.

At the door, Ma Hou was reading a book.

Jingle bells.

Suddenly, a slight bell sounded, and Ma Hou looked up at the woman in front of him.

Then he took out his gossip compass from his bosom, and pointed firmly at the woman who had just entered.

"Hiss......"

Ma Hou's eyes were shocked.

All kinds of visions showed that the person in front of him was abnormal, but he couldn't see exactly what was wrong.

But looking at her demeanor and expression, Ma Hou had the answer in his heart.

Haunted by ghosts?

It's just that he didn't have auxiliary props on him now, and he couldn't see why, so he turned his head to look at Lin Fan, and then went out.

Lin Fan also noticed the woman who entered the door.

It's still a pale yellow long skirt and fluffy hair.

Lin Fan recognized her.

He frowned, looking at her, and what was on her.

Ever since she first came to the store, Lin Fan had noticed a strong sense of unresolved confusion in her body, which felt like a dazzling lamp, making him feel uncomfortable all the time.

There is no doubt that she is deeply sinful.

When she dies, she will be punished with the most terrible punishments in hell.

But unexpectedly, it didn't take long for her to be punished for the evil consequences she had planted.

Scold......

Really, the sins of heaven are especially pitiful, and you cannot live for your own sins.

Lin Fan looked at her indifferently like this, without the slightest pity in his heart.

As for Xiao Qian, her eyes did not turn to Wang Fang for a minute, and she still looked out of the door expressionlessly.

Whether this person wants to live or die, whether he lives or dies, none of it has anything to do with her.

But in fact, her gaze has shifted, but not at Wang Fang.

Wang Fang approached Lin Fan step by step, because she found that she didn't know why, as long as she got closer to the man in front of her, the more the fear in her heart was alleviated, which made her feel relieved.

It was as if the drowning man had grasped a life-saving straw in the water, and she desperately tried to hold on to it.

So, Wang Fang got closer and closer to him, and his steps became faster and faster.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, looking at the woman who was getting closer and closer to him, a trace of black mist flashed in his eyes.

Then Wang Fang felt as if her feet were filled with lead, and there were thousands of weights, so that she could no longer get close to him.

"No..... No...... Not ......"

Wang Fang panicked.

"Please, help me ......"

Tears flowed from her eyes, and she didn't know why the fear in her heart had diminished, or why she suddenly couldn't walk.

But she's panicking, she wants to feel safe, she wants help.

"Please......"

She stretched out one hand to Lin Fan, who was close in front of her, and covered her chest with the other.

"Help me, help me, I'll give you whatever you want, please, woo woo woo ......"

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Lin Fan did not have the slightest sympathy in his heart.

Now know to cry?

Now that you know you're scared?

What did you do earlier?

Only thinking about his own pleasure, but never caring about the consequences, so selfish, why?

You are happy, so what should you do if you suffer because of your selfishness, man?

Aren't they innocent?

They don't even have a chance to open their eyes to the world.

They don't even have a chance to breathe the air of this world.

Lin Fan looked at the one on her body, the baby.

No, it's not even a baby, it doesn't have the opportunity to develop into a human form at all, it's deprived of the chance to live.

A blood-red, skin-devoid mass, something, attached to her.

It had hollow eyes, a scarlet mouth, and a silent roar.

It seems to have endless resentment, this is not just its only resentment, but a collection of all the resentments of the fetus that she killed before.

Lin Fan clearly sensed the infinite resentment it exuded.

It can't speak yet, so it can only release its emotions silently.

The weight of that resentment, even Lin Fan, felt that it was too heavy to bear.

At this moment, Ma Hou came in through the door, and with the wet liquid on his hands, he wiped it into his eyes and looked at the woman.

"Hiss......" gasped.

Immediately, his face instantly became gloomy, and he knew what it was.

Only if the baby cannot be born normally due to external forces, and thus the baby is stillborn, it is possible.

This is, the soul of the resentful baby.

......