When Nie Huan returned to the room, he was restless.

It was already dark outside, and Nie Huan held the peace charm in his hand, his thoughts drifting far away.

**

The night rain has no mercy, and the late autumn rain hits people's faces, which hurts strangely.

"Get out, this is the Nie family's charity for you, don't bother us anymore." The man kicked Nie's father and Nie Huan out of the door.

It was raining heavily outside, and Xiao Nie Huan saw the smile on his father's face.

"Nie Huan, I'll wait for you in front and buy me a pack of cigarettes." Nie's father took out a piece of money and pointed to the commissary not far away.

"Hmm." Nie Huan trotted over, and the sound of a car's horn sounded beside her, she glanced back, and her vision slowly blurred.

When I woke up again, I was already in a strange and cold place.

"Is this a hospital?" She smelled the strong smell of disinfectant water, and the smell was so strong that it was disgusting.

The woman on the side glanced at her coldly, but did not speak, this is a place without temperature.

"1269's physical indicators are not up to standard." That's what the group of people in white coats said about her.

She was young and didn't know what it meant, and she only saw the envious eyes of everyone around her.

"1269, do you eat?" It was the woman who never paid attention to her, and the woman smiled and handed her a piece of snack.

"I'm going into room 417 tomorrow, and I'll leave this for you to eat, red bean-flavored." The woman shoved the snack into her hand.

Nie Huan was stunned for a moment and asked her, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

The woman's eyes were hollow, there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes, and before Nie Huan could see it clearly, she quickly opened her eyes: "Whether I eat or not, it's useless." ”

Nie Huan didn't quite understand what she said, and it didn't take long for the group of people in white coats to come.

A few young people were crying, shouting not to go, only the woman followed out calmly and generously.

"What is 417?" Nie Huan asked the people who stayed. 90 look

"Where people die."

Nie Huan was stunned, she waited for several days, not waiting for the woman to come back.

The people here also have to work, Nie Huan's task is to wipe the floor, she is young and has a small range of activities, and the person who mops the floor with her asks, "Do you want to go home?" ”

"Yes, I want to see my mom and dad."

But before he could get out, the man died.

died in front of Nie Huan.

The first time she saw so much blood, all her white clothes were stained red, and the ground was also a sticky red.

The man who fired the shot said: "This is how you will run away." ”

The scene was chaotic, crying, and someone told her that this was despair, that there was no freedom, and that she didn't know when she would die.

After several days, the smell of blood on the floor had not completely dissipated, and when Nie Huan saw No. 117, she was mopping the floor.

The elevator door opened, and out came a little girl carved in pink, with the number 117 on her chest, and 117 was the most beautiful person she had ever seen.

"Keep your head down." A pair of big hands quickly pressed Nie Huan's head down, this was her new partner sweeping the floor, a scruffy man with a scruffy beard, he said his name was Cui Heng.

Nie Huan was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his head.

The little girl No. 117 was the first to get out of the elevator, followed by the white coats pushing out a few corpses, only covered with a layer of white cloth, and the cart passed by Cui Heng, and he quickly pulled Nie Huan to the side.

Nie Huan was curious, and quietly raised her head, just as the corner of the white cloth floated up, and on the cart, she saw a wide open eye with a large pupil, like a ghost asking for her life.

It was the woman who gave her the red bean cake.

Nie Huan's whole body froze, his body couldn't help but tremble, and in the next second, his eyes were covered.

"Don't look." Cui Heng said in a low voice.

After that, Nie Huan had nightmares for several days, the woman was in the dream, her face was purple, and she slowly approached her, and on her dry hand was a piece of red bean cake stained with blood.