"Every night before he went to bed, he would kiss the rag doll as if he were kissing the dead cat." The aunt's tone stumbled, as if she was forcing herself to finish.

Ever since she saw this image, she began to have nightmares. The dream was full of cats' screams, and then the eyes were white but blood-stained bathrooms, and Du Zhiqian, who was holding scissors and covered in blood.

She never imagined that the evil of children could develop to such a point.

Even an ordinary stray cat should not be subjected to such abuse, let alone a cat that has been with him for two or three years?

She thought that the cat was Du Zhiqian's light, and she thought that Du Zhiqian was the most gentle child she had ever seen.

But all this was just what she thought.

Later, she quit her high-paying job in the Du family, moved to several houses, and finally settled in the Han family. Han Jiazhi's child is worse than the children she has seen before.

But this kind of Han Jiazhi makes her feel very real, although the child is nasty, but compared to Han Jiazhi, who has a bad temper, it is obviously more frightening than Du Zhiqian.

Han Jiazhi was angry, listened to her say a few words of cynicism, and coaxed her to pass. But if Du Zhiqian is angry one day, maybe his life will be gone.

So when she saw the rag doll appear in Han Jiazhi's room, she collapsed to the ground in fright.

It's as if the fear that has been hidden in my heart for a long time has resurfaced in my heart.

Han Jiazhi quietly listened to her aunt reminiscing about Du Zhiqian, and her irritable mood suddenly calmed down, but what was left was the coldness of her whole body and the fear in her heart.

Xia Muxiu glanced at Han Jiazhi's expression and said to the aunt: "You have to tell the evidence to say this, Du Zhiqian is humble and polite, and treats people gently, how can he be a madman?" ”

The aunt was suddenly choked by Xia Muxiu's question. When she saw Du Zhiqian, her brain ran to her as soon as she was hot, no matter what evidence was not evidenced.

This will make her prove with evidence, what evidence does she have, she can only stammer: "I...... I don't have any proof...... I've said it all, miss, I also watched you grow up, and I don't want you to be kept in the dark. Anyway, I hope you can see the people around you clearly before talking about marriage. After all, it's a lifetime thing. ”

After saying that, the aunt turned around and left, just about to leave. Suddenly, I heard Han Jiazhi behind him say, "Thank you." ”

Xia Muxiu looked at Han Jiazhi and quietly hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Miss, then I'll go first." The aunt left the room.

The room suddenly fell into a long silence, Xia Muxiu suddenly and thoughtfully poured a glass of water for Han Jiazhi, and pretended to comfort: "Don't think about it so much, she's also old, maybe she remembers it wrong?" Maybe this incident really happened, but it wasn't necessarily Du Zhiqian. ”

"How could Du Zhiqian do such a thing, he looks so perfect and so gentle. He would never do such a cruel thing. ”

Han Jia's hand unconsciously clasped the corner of the table, his brows furrowed, and he didn't take Xia Muxiu's relief to heart at all.

She knew that what her aunt was talking about was Du Zhiqian, and she was definitely not someone else. Because she has also seen Du Zhiqian when she was a child, it is indeed as her aunt said, cold and lonely, like a doll that can walk and move but can't laugh.

It seems that there is nothing impossible for someone like this to do such an appalling thing.

There is a saying that the most perfect people are often the most extreme.

Maybe Du Zhiqian is really that kind of person,

A cat that has been raised for a few years, said to kill and killed. They were even made into puppets......

Han Jiazhi looked at the toys stacked together at random, the cat puppet that was placed on top. She used to think it was delicate and real, but now she was full of fear.

Xia Muxiu followed Han Jiazhi's eyes and moved his gaze to the doll. She stood up, pretended not to care, took the doll in her hand, and said, "It's no different, although the hair is indeed very similar to a real cat, but with the current technology, it is not impossible to make it." ”

After speaking, she also ignorantly brought it to Han Jiazhi and said, "Look, it's actually just an ordinary but real rag doll." ”

Han Jiazhi looked at the cat puppet in front of him, with a smiling expression embroidered on it, the cat's eyes were narrowed, and it looked very happy.

But after hearing her aunt's words, Han Jiazhi was full of fear for this cat.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and slapped the puppet in Xia Muxiu's hand, and the cat puppet fell to the ground, but no one paid attention.

Xia Muxiu immediately blocked Han Jiazhi's sight, and pretended to comfort: "Don't be afraid, just don't look at it." ”

Han Jiazhi suddenly asked, "Who don't you look at?" Is it the cat, or is it Du Zhiqian? ”

Xia Muxiu held Han Jiazhi's hand, and said with a soft look in his eyes: "I think there must be some misunderstanding here, otherwise let's talk to Du Zhiqian?" ”

"Talk to that madman?" Han Jiazhi let go of Xia Muxiu's hand and stood up from the chair.

Started walking anxiously back and forth around the room.

Xia Muxiu looked at Han Jiazhi and seemed to be very satisfied with the scene he appeared on now.

Han Jiazhi began to be anxious, so what would she do next? Do you want to question Du Zhiqian? No, according to Han Jiazhi's resolute temperament, she will definitely break up with Du Zhiqian.

Dating a madman? How crazy is that?!

Didn't Du Zhiqian tell her to shut up? Then she just kept her mouth shut.

Regarding his secret, Xia Mu Xiu didn't say a word. Who told him to be too careless? Such a time bomb has been buried by Han Jiazhi's side for so many years, but he has not found it at all.

That's right, after all, he only has Han Jiazhi in his eyes, how can he find anyone else?

But it did her a great favor.

Natsuki Xiu looked at the delicate amusement park and smiled defiantly.

Han Jiazhi's mind was sometimes blank, and sometimes chaotic. She walked unconsciously, as if this would dispel the fear in her heart.

But where does this fear come from? What is she afraid of? That rag doll? Or is it a story told by an aunt?

It took her a long time to sort out the fear in her heart.

It turned out that she was afraid of Du Zhiqian.

Du Zhiqian, who was holding a pistol, looked angry, and was full of murderous intent.

When she first touched the rag doll, the real feel made one couldn't help but suspect that it was made of the skin of a real cat.

And what about Gollum?

Did Gollum really sneak out of the window? Why did Du Zhiqian come home so quickly that day and sit in the study?

A series of horrific scenes kept coming to her mind.

And what frightened her the most was that Du Zhiqian's attitude towards her was the same as that of the cat.