That man, even pointed his finger at me? Could it be that he has already seen me?

I was horrified, but strangely enough, the man, though he pointed his finger at me, only looked in this direction, and did not show any surprise at all. Then he started pointing fingers at the woman again, as if I didn't exist.

This is not the first time that this kind of experience has been treated as air.

However, I could also see the man's face clearly.

This is a fierce man, with a scruffy beard, big eyes, and a red face, but not a healthy red, but a red like a drink. The most striking feature of his face is that he has a large rosacea. This guy seems to have drunk too much, and while arguing, his body is still shaking, as if he is going to fall down at any moment.

To be honest, I really don't like this man, he's too vulgar and besides, he's an alcoholic! I hate drunkards the most, and when I smell that smell of alcohol on them, I want to throw up!

"Your daughter, she's a kid who likes to lie!" The rosacea man looked very excited, and the spit stars were about to fly, "What she said was all her own imagination. By the way, didn't you hear that day? She said: That doll of hers has come to life, and will still talk to her? She also said: The doll told her: her name is Mary! What, a doll still has its own name? Can you still talk? Don't you think it's ridiculous? ”

"Mary?" As soon as I heard the name, I was stunned.

What's going on? This doll is also called "Mary"? Just like the name of that doll in the ranger's house?

Wondering, why do these little girls like to give their dolls this name?

I looked back at the little girl who was still in the bedroom. She was lying on the floor, clutching the doll named "Mary" in her hands.

I turned my head again and looked at the woman.

The roar I heard just now must have come from this woman. However, at this moment, this ordinary-looking, somewhat thin woman was silent. Probably because of her husband's words, she couldn't find anything to refute for a while.

"You don't want to think about what you are. You are a second-hand goods, and you marry me with a child, I will provide you with food, drink, and shelter, why, you are still not satisfied? The man probably drank too much, and the words in his mouth became more and more ugly, "What, you want to divorce me now?" There are no doors! You don't look at yourself, what kind of person are you, if you dare to leave me, can you still live? Okay, if you want a divorce, then you can leave! ”

After saying that, the man turned around and walked out angrily towards the gate.

The woman, who was still menacing before, suddenly looked like a deflated ball, her legs were weak, and she knelt on the ground, whimpering and crying.

Looking at the woman on her knees, I didn't know whether to step forward and comfort her.

Forget it, it's just a quarrel between two people, what am I doing as an outsider?

I looked back at the girl who was still in the bedroom.

But as if nothing had happened or heard anything, she was still lying on the floor, holding the doll she called "Mary" in one hand and gesturing on the ground with the other.

This is such a strange little girl. Perhaps, she is used to seeing and hearing such family conflicts, and she is already numb, right? What will become of a child who grows up in such an unharmonious family? I don't dare to think about it, and I don't want to think about it.

At this time, the woman who was still crying suddenly stopped crying.

Then she stood up, wiped her tears, and walked into the bedroom.

Before I could react, I met this woman. However, as if she hadn't seen me at all, her eyes were hollow, and she walked into the bedroom like a robot.

I see, no one here can see me, I'm like an invisible person!

The woman walked into the bedroom and saw her daughter lying on the ground, she paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched a few times.

Suddenly, the mother grabbed a mop that was placed in the corner of the wall and hit her daughter with a head and face. The girl finally moved, and she curled up on the ground with her head in her hands. But even so, she still couldn't stop the merciless attack of the mop in her mother's hand.

However, the strange thing is that the girl did not scream, nor did she cry, but just dodged. It seemed that she was just a mute.

This woman, she's crazy, isn't she? How could she do such a thing to her own daughter?

What's even more hateful is that this woman even burst into foul language with her daughter.

"I told you to seduce him, I told you to seduce him!" The woman scolded while beating, "You are so young, you are already so sassy and prodigal?" What will become of it after that? Okay, you're going to be a street girl in the future? Why don't you just go out and seduce those wild men? Go, don't go yet! ”

I was stunned to hear these words.

Is this what a mother says to her own daughter? How can it be so rude? This is your own daughter, and besides, she is only so young, how could she take the initiative to seduce her stepfather?

This woman, she must be crazy! She must be crazy!

Don't fight, don't fight, keep fighting, your daughter will be killed by you today! Stop! Please!

Every time the woman hit, it hit me hard in the heart. At this moment, I felt as if I had been beaten and **. Anger and pain rose from my heart.

No, it's time for me to make a move!

I rushed over to snatch the mop from the woman's hand.

However, as soon as my hand touched the mop, it was like touching air. I didn't grab the mop, but walked through it.

I tried to pull the woman away, but when I reached out, I passed through the woman's body, as if she were also transparent air!

What's going on? Why can't I touch anything in this room, and I can't touch anyone?

Could it be that this woman is a ghost?

I looked at the girl who was still on the ground, but I didn't dare to step forward and pick her up again.

Are they, the mother and daughter, ghosts who have died?

Or, is there another possibility, I, the dead ghost?

The thought of this makes my heart cold.

I can only watch what is happening here with my eyes wide open, and I just hope that it will disappear from my eyes immediately!

The woman seemed to be tired, or perhaps after venting her anger, she threw away the mop in her hand angrily and said, "Listen, I don't want to pay attention to you anymore!" If it weren't for you, how would I be where I am today? ”

With that, she turned around and snatched the door.

The bedroom door, with a thud, was slammed shut. In the bedroom, it was silent again.

I looked at this girl who was beaten blue and purple, and I didn't know what it was like, was it sympathy, shock, or pity?

However, the girl was still lying on the ground, motionless. If it weren't for the heavy breathing she exhaled, I would have thought she was dead.

I crouched down and didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

Why? Why did her biological mother treat her so fiercely? Perhaps, it's because this woman who is a mother has no status in the family at all, right? Perhaps, she knew that her husband had harassed her daughter, but she couldn't do anything about it, because she still needed to rely on this man to live, right?

Sometimes, women are really weak, very helpless and weak. I'm glad I'm a man, otherwise, if I were in the position of any one of these mothers and daughters, I'm afraid I would only be worse and more miserable than them. Mary was much happier in comparison, and at least, she had someone who truly loved her, and that was me.

The girl's hand finally moved. However, she did not get up, but reached out and reached the doll, and grasped it tightly in her heart.

"Mary, you are the only one in this house who is good to me. Mary, let's never be apart, okay? The girl looked at the doll and muttered to herself.

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment.

Does this sound familiar?

By the way, in that little cabin, that little girl, that ranger's daughter, seems to say the same thing, right? Her father killed her mother by mistake and shot himself himself, but the little girl said something similar as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps, in the world of those unfortunate children, parents are just the source of pain, and only the lifeless doll will always be by their side, never abandoning them, right?

But what will this little girl become when she grows up?

Suddenly, the planet "Bloody Mary" came to my mind. That horrible woman, standing in the mirror, her hands covered in blood, was smiling at me!

Yes! I was startled, and immediately looked away, not daring to look at the girl again.

I don't know why, I'm worried and scared. I'm worried, I'm afraid this girl will become a "Bloody Mary" woman in the future! Once she also becomes a demon, I'm afraid, there will be no man in this world who can stop her from doing evil, right?

Mary, I hope you will always live in a world full of sunshine, and I will always be by your side!

I was praying in my heart when suddenly, I heard footsteps outside the bedroom door.

Could it be that the woman has returned? Has she changed her mind? Does she want to apologize to her daughter?

Maybe, that woman is the biological mother of this little girl after all, and tiger poison doesn't eat children, let alone people? She probably regretted it after venting her anger just now, right?

The bedroom door opened, but the person who came in through the door was not the woman!

This person who came in was the woman's husband, the little girl's stepfather!

Not good, what does he want to do······