I stood in the doorway and glanced down the hallway.

Then he entered the room and locked the door.

Little Red stood in the shadow of the corner, where the light could not shine.

I sat on the bed, kicked off my shoes, sat cross-legged and asked, "Are you going to stay here tonight?" ”

"He can see me." The little red bull head said not to the horse's mouth.

"What do you mean?"

"That man can see me."

"Who?" I subconsciously frowned, suddenly remembered, and asked in hindsight, "You mean Mr. Zhang?" ”

Little Red nodded.

I sat on the bed and was silent, trying to see Xiaohong's expression clearly, the light could not shine on her face, I could only faintly see her vague shadow.

"Who is he?"

I carefully recalled that from the time we entered the study, the man's gaze did fall on Xiaohong as if it had not been there.

"I can't see it." Xiaohong said.

I lowered my head and thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "As long as he doesn't pose a threat to us, it doesn't matter who it is." ”

Slowly, stiffly, she tapped her head around her neck.

I don't know the bed, and after I was pregnant with my child, I was more sleepy and easily sleepy all day.

After lying in bed for a while, I fell asleep in a daze.

I have a light sleep, this sentence was said to me by Xu Yijin some time ago.

The movement was a little louder, and I would wake up immediately.

That night, I opened my eyes without warning, as I had done countless nights when I had woken up in the middle of the night.

I thought it would be the next morning, but it was pitch black outside the window and the lights in the room were off.

I turned on the bedside lamp, and the goose-yellow light dimly illuminated a small area.

There was a clock on the bedside table, and it was only three o'clock in the morning, which meant that I had only slept for more than five hours.

Red wasn't in the house at this time.

Outside the door, there was a sound of "tuk-tuk", one after another, like something bouncing on the floor.

I leaned back on the bed and rubbed my sore temples and waited slowly for the sound outside the door to stop.

I don't have to think about it, I was probably woken up by this voice.

I just waited for a while, but I didn't see the sound stop.

My eyelids were fighting, my sleepy brain was a little confused, I just wanted to sleep with my eyes closed, but I couldn't sleep because of the noise.

I used the landline on my bedside table to dial the internal phone at home, but I couldn't get through anyway.

On second thought, it seems that the maid at home has already left work.

In desperation, I had to pull open the quilt, put on the wide slippers, and open the door by myself.

By the light in the room, I could barely see that there was a ball in the hallway, bouncing on the floor.

Strangely, as soon as I opened the door, it gradually stopped, sliding down the slope to my feet.

I didn't rush to get it, but hooked it with my foot and kicked it to the end of the hallway.

Then he closed the door and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, I don't know where the ball came from, anyway, it won't be a good sign.

When I finally felt sleepy again, and I estimated that I could fall asleep in less than two minutes, the sound of "tuk tuk" slapping ball came to my ears again.

I was completely awake this time, and I got out of bed and opened the door, watching the black ball roll around the hallway and slide towards me again.

This time I picked up the ball with my hand and weighed it in my hand for a while, it was light, not weighty, and nothing out of the ordinary.

It looks like an ordinary ball.

I threw it down the hallway.

The ball sank into the dark hallway with a loud bang.

I didn't go straight back to my room, but stood at the door of the room and waited for a moment.

I didn't know where the light switch in the hallway was, and I couldn't find it, so I gave up and leaned against the door frame to see how the ball came to be.

It can't be an electric ball, and it can move without anyone controlling it, right?

As I thought so, I suddenly heard a "click", and by the dim light of the room, I saw the ball rolling down the attic.

It bounced and came to my feet again.

I kicked it aside, thinking that I wouldn't be able to sleep even later, so I went downstairs and sat on the couch in the living room on the first floor.

I didn't see the annoying ball now.

There was a blanket on the sofa, and I was covering myself, and I was thinking about whether to spend the night on the sofa, when I saw a dark shadow swaying in front of me.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of walking.

I missed half a beat of breath, and suddenly I was on pins and needles.

Thinking of the ball that fell from the attic just now, I suddenly didn't dare to come out, thinking to myself if this in front of me was something unclean.

My eyes are black now, and I can't see anything clearly, except for the black shadow shaking back and forth.

The next second, it was as if something had landed on my shoulder, cold, like a hand. I freaked out, screamed, and jumped up from the couch.

"Do what?"

As the man's voice sounded, the light in the living room was also turned on.

I squinted and adjusted to the light.

Only then did I notice that the person standing in front of me was Mr. Zhang, who was in the study.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were—" I paused, not continuing.

He followed my words and naturally continued: "What do you think I am?" Demons? ”

I nodded silently.

Mr. Zhang smiled silently, holding the ball in his hand, I was startled, and I heard him say, "You threw this thing?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then it occurred to me that he also lived on the third floor.

I threw the ball to the end of the hallway, presumably by mistake.

I smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you. ”

He shoved the ball into my hand, sat down on the couch beside him, took the cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, took a cigarette in his mouth, and wanted to light it, and caught a glimpse of my bulging abdomen, raised his eyebrows, and then took the lighter and cigarette back.

"How many months?" Mr. Zhang's gaze fell on my lower abdomen.

I subconsciously reached out and put my hand on my lower abdomen and said, "It's been more than six months." ”

I saw him nod thoughtfully.

He didn't say much to me, his eyes swept around the living room, and he lifted his steps and went upstairs.

I could see the situation on the stairs in the living room hall, and I looked up at him as he went up to the third floor, and instead of going back to his room, he stood at the top of the stairs for a while.

He even lit a cigarette at the top of the staircase, and the fiery red sparks suddenly lit up, and smoke slowly rose.

After smoking a cigarette, he snuffed out the cigarette butt with his hand and threw it into the trash can in the hallway.

Then, step up the stairs that lead to the attic.

By the time I tried to make a noise, he was gone.

From the living room, you can see the first to third floors, but you can't see what the attic looks like.

I hesitated for a moment, thinking that the servant had told me that no one but my father could go up to the attic.

The second is to remember her babbling to me that there may be something unclean in the attic.