Subconsciously looked up at the door, and he saw a short man standing faintly at the door. If you look closely, where is the short man, it is clearly a child. The boy was staring at him with a pair of white eyes. He shrunk his shoulders and felt the hairs stand on end.

"Go away!" He said in his heart, "I'm not afraid of you! Even if you become a ghost, I'm not afraid of you! ”

The shadow didn't move, but the eyes were still fixed on him. He could clearly feel that the other party was looking at him. After a while, she slowly stretched out an arm to him.

"What for?" He asked inwardly, and his whole body shrank into a ball with fear.

"Give!" A childish and cold voice came from his ears: "I'll give you everything you want!" ”

"Don't! I don't want it! I don't want anything! He screamed and said, and shrank on the bed like an electric shock: "Let me go!" I beg you, let me go! ”

At this time, the cold was approaching, and he looked up and opened his eyes, and found that the child who had just stood in the door was already standing in front of him at this time. She was still wearing the same clothes she had worn that day, but she was wet from top to bottom. She opened her mouth, and a stream of water poured out of her mouth, and it seemed to be mixed with something else.

"I hurt so much, my head hurts," she said. ”

"Spare me, I beg you to spare me!" He muttered, closing his eyes in fear.

"You're scared! Will you be scared too? The child's head leaned over and said, "Tell me, why did you hurt me?" I gave you all my favorite almond crisp, why do you want to hurt me? ”

Why?

He also wanted to know why.

He shook his head, the image flashing in his mind.

At first, he just wanted to cover her mouth because she asked the last question he wanted to answer. He wanted to get around the topic, but she pestered him, as if trying to dig out the deepest pain he was hiding in his heart. He was annoyed and angry, so he reached out and covered her mouth.

He thought that as long as he covered her mouth, she would stop asking questions, and stop making sounds that made him feel unpleasant, but she still struggled. He was scared, afraid that her struggles and screams would draw the villagers nearby. He didn't know where he was, he didn't know how far the child's home was from the farmland, or if there were any of her family nearby, so he could only drag her out of the farmland and take her to a safer and more private place.

Later, when she fell asleep (unconscious), her clothes became loose because of the struggle, and he looked at her bare white skin outside her clothes, and somehow he had such a dirty thought.

By the time he came back to his senses and realized what he had done, the mistake had been made. To cover up this mistake, he had to make an even bigger mistake. What happened after that was another nightmare for him.

The well was so hidden that if he hadn't stumbled upon it by accident, he wouldn't have noticed its existence. It had been said that the most dangerous place was the safest place, and he thought that if he threw her into that well, no one would find out.

The rope was brought by him from a family. There was only a blind old lady in the house, the rope was placed in a conspicuous place, and the courtyard door was open, and he felt that God was simply helping him to make a mistake. He did it very carefully and carefully, but when he was done, his heart was filled with infinite emptiness and fear. So he fled in a hurry, not daring to think of anything that had anything to do with the little girl.

During the day, he can pretend to be stupid, he can force himself to forget, but at night, that scene will always appear in his dreams. Now, when she woke up from the dream, she turned into a ghost and came to her.

"Why...... Don't answer me......"

She blew into his face, a chill that almost froze his eyelids.

"You know what? I've been looking for you for a long time! ”

Water, dripping down on his body, quickly soaked his clothes. He looked up tremblingly and saw the blue face staring at him.

Her hair was in a bun and her hair was wet on her shoulders. Her eyes were all white, her mouth was slightly open, and water was gurgling in her mouth. He subconsciously shrank back, only to see a bright red tongue poking out of the slightly open mouth, and then burrowed into his open mouth like a poisonous snake, and then kept burrowing down, churning in his stomach like a knife.

He couldn't scream, he couldn't struggle, he couldn't even close his eyes.

Suddenly, the position of his heart hurt, and he felt an incomparably painful sensation. His eyes widened in vain, feeling that something had been hooked by the tongue.

Pain, boundless pain.

Emptiness, a deep emptiness.

A feeling of pain and emptiness permeated his surroundings, and his eyes were dark at first, then brightened. As the tongue left his mouth, he was pushed against the wall behind him by a force.

"Bang!" He seemed to hear the sound of his spine being cracked.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the long tongue was gone, replaced by a hand. The hand, stretched out in front of his eyes, held something in his palm, something bright red. In an instant, he had the illusion that he was back in time when the little girl had pulled out the almond crisp for him.

"It turns out that the hearts of bad people are also red." The little girl said as she threw the bright red thing in her hand.

The thing hit the face, and it was hot and smelled fishy. He subconsciously reached out to catch it, and the thing fluttered in his palm.

The little girl said, "Since you have no conscience, then you don't want this heart!" ”

Heart, is this his heart? No wonder there is a feeling of emptiness in the mouth.

He stared at his heart, it was indeed red, and it was bright red.

He opened his mouth, felt a tingling pain in his palm, and the heart fell to the bed, and then rolled to the ground, and rolled out the door.

"Heart! My heart!"

He stumbled out of bed and chased the heart into the courtyard, where his feet were empty, and he was planted into a black hole.

The hole was deep, and the smell of dampness and cold came straight to the door of the head. He tried to see the cave, but found that he couldn't see anything but darkness. He danced his hands, trying to cling to something he could grasp, but there was only a chill in his tentacles.

When he saw a glimmer of light, he finally realized that he had fallen into a well.

He's not dead!

He's still alive.

If you live, there is hope.

Hallucinations, this must be his hallucinations.

Nightmare, this must still be in his nightmare.

He closed his eyes, straining to wake himself out of his nightmare.

Time passed, minute by minute, and when a ray of sunlight fell on his head through his feet, he finally saw the bottom of the well.

Water, chilly green water.

There was something miscellaneous floating on the water.

The smell of fishy came from the surface of the water, and wisps of them burrowed into his nose. He waved his hand, and found that all he could reach was the slippery walls of the well.

At the mouth of the well, someone spoke, and the voice came intermittently.

"Why has the stone at the mouth of this well been moved?"

"It must have been some curious rabbit who did it, look at what seems to be tied to the stone."

It's tied to something...... No! It's not something, it's tied to me...... It's tying me up.

He roared and screamed desperately in the well, but the people at the mouth of the well didn't seem to be able to hear, but he could really hear what the other party was saying.

"What can be tied? I won't tie someone up again! ”

"Phew! Don't say such scary words. ”

"Even if it is, I'm not afraid of bad luck."

"Village chief, why don't we seal this well, lest those little rabbit cubs in the village who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth come here to cause trouble."

"That's it, this well is so unlucky, it's better to seal it."

Sealing the well?

No! No!

He's still in the well, and he hasn't gone out yet.

He struggled hard, trying to pull the rope to get the attention of the people at the mouth of the well, but the sunlight shining in the well disappeared, completely gone.

He looked down in despair and heard a gurgling, gurgling sound coming from the water.