As the saying goes, family ugliness should not be publicized.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the trivial life of stumbling between husband and wife, which cannot be put on the table, nor can it be complained to outsiders, let alone let outsiders act as referees to argue who is right and who is wrong.

As the saying goes, it is difficult for a clean official to decide family affairs, which is also the truth.

However, today is the seventh day that my wife Li He has left me.

No, the seventh day of her disappearance, to be exact!

Now the situation has developed to a point where I am on the verge of collapse, so I can no longer care about so many chaotic worldly ideas, and I start asking people about my wife's whereabouts.

However, the result of being busy is still no news, and she is like evaporating from the world.

At this moment, the sound of the clock on the wall sounded, and to me, who was familiar to me, I didn't even have to look up at the hands to know that it was twelve o'clock in the evening.

I lay on the couch and couldn't sleep, holding a bottle in my hand, mechanically pumping a liquid into my mouth that could paralyze me.

"Ding-dong ——!"

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

"Who?" I asked, in a loud voice.

There was no sound outside the door, and no other movement was heard.

Could it be that the people outside the door did not hear? But I really didn't bother to open the door again.

So I raised my voice and shouted again, "Who are you looking for?" ”

There was still no movement outside the door, and at this time, the doorbell rang for the second time.

Dingtone ——!

To be honest, my shouting was basically shouting at the top of my voice, which was already quite loud, and my current position was not very far from the door, so it was impossible for people outside the door not to hear me.

Maybe someone rang the wrong doorbell and left in a while.

So I picked up the bottle again and closed my eyes, ready to enjoy the pleasure of alcohol.

But the doorbell rang again, and I had to put down the wine bottle in my hand and yell out the door: Who?

To be honest, I'm a little annoyed, do I have to open the door, and then the knocker asks if it's so-and-so? Or do I borrow some of the tools I use frequently?

Can't you talk through the door?

However, there was no movement on the other side of the door, and the doorbell had already rang for the fourth time.

I hesitated, impatiently extinguished the cigarette, and then staggered over and opened the door.

I'll go!

At this time, it was no one else standing outside the door, but my wife Li He!

She kept her head down, probably because of the cold, most of her face was tucked into the collar of her coat, and her long black hair was scattered over her shoulders against her cheeks.

No wonder I shouted for a long time and no one answered!

"You, you, you're back? Cold or not? Hungry or not? I stammered a little gibberish.

Looking at her shivering shoulders, I didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly let her into the house.

As soon as she entered the house, she lowered her head and rushed into the bedroom.

I looked at the familiar back, and suddenly thought about it, could it be that something happened to Li He?

Thinking of this, I immediately followed up with the bedroom.

However, when I pushed open the bedroom door, I found that there was no Li He in the bedroom, and it was still an empty bedroom.

A cold wind hit me, and it immediately made my wine half stronger.

Drinking too much and hallucinating? But what I just experienced is so real!

I slapped my dizzy head and sat back on the couch, just as I was about to revisit what had just happened, when the doorbell rang again.

Dingtone ——!

"Who is it?" I didn't even think about it, so I yelled at the door.

There was still no movement outside the door, and the doorbell continued to ring.

I stood still for about ten seconds to listen to the movement outside the door.

There was no movement and no knocking.

What the hell is this?

The anger in my heart suddenly came to the door, and I opened it with all my might.

I'll go! The person standing outside the door was none other than his wife Li He!

Am I drunk too much and confused? Or something else?

But when I saw my missing wife come back, I didn't think about anything anymore, and hurriedly asked, "You, you, are you back?" ”

She still didn't look at me, just lowered her head, flashed past me, and then rushed into the bedroom without saying a word.

I watched her series of movements, and stood in the doorway stunned.

What the hell is this situation? Something is wrong!

At this time, a cold wind blew from outside the door, and I shivered involuntarily.

I closed the door and decided to go to the bedroom first and then ask my wife what was going on.

Crunch ——!

I was afraid of frightening my wife, so I slowly pushed open the bedroom door.

Who knew that this time it didn't frighten her, but it frightened herself. Because there is no wife in the bedroom, it is still an empty bedroom.

Suddenly, my mind went blank.

Dingtone ——!

At this time, the doorbell rang for the third time, and I was stunned. The sudden voice dragged me back to my sobriety.

This time, I quickly ran to the door and screwed the doorknob.

Just as I was about to open the door, a thought crossed my mind, to look through the cat's eye to see what was going on outside the door.

Because I suddenly realized a very wrong problem, that is, after opening the door the first two times, I saw my wife Li He!

If I drank too much, it would be forgivable.

If it's me who didn't drink too much and that she did come back, then the problem is that she came back twice in a row, and she wasn't in the bedroom, then that's a bit of an anomaly.

Then, just now I noticed a detail: the lower half of her face was tucked into the collar, the upper half of her face was obscured by her long hair, and she didn't say a word.

People with this kind of demeanor are only like this when they encounter something that they can't handle at all.

So, what happened to Li He?

Also, when she rushed into the bedroom, I rushed into the bedroom, and I didn't see her back outside the door, nor did I hear her footsteps back outside the door, so how could she be outside the door?

These thoughts flashed quickly through my mind, and at this time, my eyes had unconsciously met the door cat.

Instinctively, he closed his left eye, opened his right eye, and squinted out.

It's pitch black in the cat's eyes!

Could it be that the sensor light in the corridor is broken? So I can't see what's going on outside at all?

Wrong!

A sense of panic began to spread to my heart, and my body began to tremble!

Because I think of a saying, when you stare into the darkness, the darkness is also staring at you.

Therefore, the brain began to involuntarily associate the plot in the horror movie.

When you look at the outside through the cat's eye, it's not that there is no light, but because the person or other unclean thing outside is looking at you through the cat's eye in the same way, so the darkness you see is not the night without lights, but the black eyes of the person or other thing outside!