"At first, I thought the food I was cooking was not to her liking, and I didn't care."

"But then I found out that wasn't the case."

"One night I woke up in the middle of the night, heard movement in the kitchen, and quietly got out of bed."

"There was no light in the house, so I thought it was a thief, but when I got closer, I realized that the back in the kitchen looked a bit like my wife."

She pulled out a large piece of meat from a plastic bag and held a kitchen knife in her other hand.

"There was a noise when the meat was chopped, and maybe she was worried about waking me up, so she just cut the surface of the piece of meat, put in the spice, and then put it whole in the pot."

"Stew? My wife actually went to stew meat on a big night? ”

"Maybe she's preparing for tomorrow's breakfast and lunch."

"I loved my wife, and although I thought it was strange, I didn't bother her, went back to my room, and secretly looked at her through the open door."

"It was three o'clock in the morning, and my wife's meat was finally stewed, and she looked outside and saw that the bedroom door was open, and I was still sleeping in bed."

She didn't seem to want me to see anything, so she closed the kitchen door.

"Then I heard my teeth biting at something, and it was only about twenty minutes before my wife came out of the kitchen carrying a black opaque garbage bag."

"I don't know why, but I feel a little scared when I look at her."

Her lower abdomen bulged slightly, her face was stained with oil, and she had a satisfied smile.

"After throwing away the garbage bag, my wife took a shower, washed away the smell of her body, and lay down next to me as usual."

"The person next to me seems to have a special fetish, and from that day on, I realized that I didn't understand her at all."

"I didn't sleep all night, and when I got up at dawn to go to work, my wife was still lying next to me and sleeping soundly."

"The way she sleeps is so beautiful that people can't help but want to kiss. Kiss, but what happened in the kitchen last night made me hesitate. ”

"I looked at her lower abdomen, and her belly wasn't so bulging anymore."

"Everything last night was like an illusion."

"I got dressed and went downstairs, the downstairs dumpster has been cleaned, and the black garbage bag from last night can't be found."

"The same thing happened again the next night, and she seemed to have a meat-loving disease."

"I didn't sleep all night, and at four o'clock in the morning, after my wife was asleep, I quietly got dressed and walked out."

"Before dawn, I rummaged through the garbage heap and finally saw the black plastic bag that my wife had thrown away."

"Inside are bones covered with tooth marks, like a chicken."

"My wife was able to eat a whole chicken by herself, and I suddenly realized that I didn't know her well enough."

"On a new day, my wife's abnormality continues, and I will get up early every day to look through the garbage that my wife has thrown away."

"The more I looked, the more frightened I felt."

"My wife seems to be experimenting with different meats, from chicken and fish at first, and later I even found bags with cat and dog hair."

"I'm a cat lover, and that's when I felt the need to talk to her from that day."

"She must be sick, or maybe there's a demon in her stomach."

"No one would allow their pillow person to do such a crazy thing."

"I had a showdown with her, and at first she refused to admit it, but when I took out the black bag of garbage, she finally lowered her head."

"She told me she couldn't control herself, that she was hungry at night, and that she didn't behave anything out of the ordinary."

"She said she would take good care of me and love me, but who would want their pillow person to be a sick madman?"

"After careful consideration, I decided to divorce her and end this short marriage in a hurry."

"My wife is struggling to keep her, and I love her in my heart, but her various behaviors make me feel uneasy."

"I left her and moved outside alone."

"My wife still seems to love me, she leaves me messages, calls me every day, and tries every way to contact me."

"Frankly speaking, she has no shortcomings other than her quirks, she is gentle and considerate, beautiful and virtuous."

"Gradually, a trace of guilt and self-blame developed in my heart."

"For about a month, I got a call from a strange man who claimed to be a police officer."

"He suspected that my wife had something to do with a TV disappearance, and asked me some questions to be more careful."

"I'm starting to be a little glad that I left my wife early, and if it's a few days late, I'm afraid I'll be the one who disappeared."

"Back at the rented place, I reheated the cold food and swallowed it."

"After eating, I felt like I was hallucinating."

"I saw my wife coming out from under the bed in the bedroom."

"She looked at me with a smile and said that I don't pay attention to my body, I haven't seen her for so long, and the habit of not wasting leftovers has not changed."

"I don't know how she got into my house, I just know that I'm afraid I won't be able to leave her again, and I'll be with her forever and ever."

This is the end of the woman's story, and after she finished speaking, No. 2 and Chen Ge subconsciously stayed away from her.

This woman tells the story of his wife from the perspective of her husband, but according to the plot of her story, her husband is more than lucky, and I am afraid that he is no longer in the world.

Thinking about it this way, the only person who is still alive is his wife.

The wife's profession is a radio anchor, and the woman herself has a good voice, and the wife is also glorified in many places in the story.

From these details, it can be seen that the woman in front of her is likely to be the crazy woman who likes to eat meat in the story.

"It's been a long time since I've heard such a great story." The man on the left clapped his hands gently, and his gaze at the woman was quite aggressive, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes: "The stories of the three newcomers are very interesting, and it is really difficult to choose." ”

After finishing speaking, he slowly looked up at Chen Ge, and the eyes under the mask stared at Chen Ge's face: "Four, let me hear your story." ”

"Is it my turn?" Chen Ge was thinking about the problem in his heart, the number three next to him had a very recognizable voice, and only through the voice, Chen Ge had already confirmed the identity of the other party.

No. 3 is a podcast on a midnight radio station in Jiujiang, called Lychee, and Chen Ge has listened to her program.

Several people in the room were looking forward to Chen Ge's story, after all, he was the fourth special newcomer to appear.

Chen Ge stood in the corner of the room, no one could see it, the blood was churning in the shadow behind him, and the blood was like a needle and thread, weaving a bright red robe.

"I have a lot of stories, so let me think about which one to start with."