"Welcome to your moon my heart,

The good man is me,

I am—midnight horror broadcast. ”

The woman hasn't come out yet,

At least everything seems normal in prison,

Outside the car window is annoying to know the constant noise,

Boss Zhou, who wanted to sleep but couldn't sleep, smoked all the cigarettes,

I was so bored that I turned on the car radio.

"Okay, just kidding everyone, the movie version of "Love Apartment" will come out soon, and here is a reminder to everyone that friends who like to watch this movie can go to the cinema to watch it then.

In addition, the story we bring to you tonight is "My Day in Hell" written by the famous contemporary young writer Xia Xie;

In this story, Xia Xie shows us readers in detail what he thinks is a picture of hell, which is addictive.

At the book launch, Xia Xie said that he had a car accident when he was a child and was in a coma for a few days, and during those days, he had a long, long dream, he said that he may have gone to hell and then came back, so, when he grew up, he decided to use his own pen to write about the customs and customs of hell that he 'saw' for everyone to see.

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Let's tell this story for our listeners:

'Huangquan Road, as far as the eye can see, on both sides of the road, blooming beautiful and delicate flowers on the other side, swaying their figures;

All kinds of dead souls are walking on the Yellow Spring Road,

Some are singing,

Some are dancing,

Some are crying,

Some are looking back,

People of all colors, nationalities, and cultures have shed all their coats and restored their most essential state here.

Only at this time,

Pride and prejudice no longer exist,

There is no barrier between rich and poor......"

Hear this,

Boss Zhou rolled his eyes,

Exclaimed:

"Let's put pen to paper."

also singing, dancing,

Why don't you let the ghost cha take you to the sea and the sky with you?

Zhou Ze turned off the radio, reached out and rummaged underneath, and actually let him find a cigarette underneath, which should be the unlucky driver's own.

That one is probably still sleeping on the side of the road with a drunken face,

I don't know if I'll catch a cold.

opened a pack of cigarettes, and before I could smoke it,

Zhou Ze was suddenly stunned for a moment,

A feeling of palpitations suddenly came,

In prison,

What's going on?

…………

library

Prisoners and women,

The prisoner is still sitting in a chair,

The woman was so frightened that she continued to retreat,

The mouth kept asking in horror:

"Why, how is it possible, how is it possible............"

A smile appeared at the corner of the prisoner's mouth,

In the eyes,

is a deep reminiscence:

………

That

The rain was heavy,

There was still thunder.

Lightning flashed from time to time, followed by thunderous bursts.

He hadn't been home for three days because he was too busy to go home.

It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival,

There are a lot of tasks and orders in the food factory, but these orders cannot be let go, because the orders for the Mid-Autumn Festival can be worth more than one-third of the number of orders in the whole factory for a whole year.

The mother-in-law handed over the factory to his son-in-law to take care of, and this is his responsibility.

In the words of the mother-in-law,

His father-in-law and eldest brother are very rigid-headed, except to be a policeman, they can't do anything else, and she doesn't expect them to know how to be flexible and leak some benefits to the family in her life, so she can only make money to subsidize the family.

This factory can only be taken care of by his son-in-law now.

He's very attentive, really attentive, and very hard.

The father-in-law's family, including the eldest brother, was very good to him, and did not look down on his background at all, and even when they talked about marriage with their wives, they did not set any thresholds or put forward any requirements.

So he can only work and work hard as much as possible, even if for this, he has no time to write, no energy to realize his dreams, and the reason why he and his wife know each other is because of the common interests of writing.

But he doesn't regret it, he doesn't regret it at all, men, you have to know how to bear something, and you have to know what you should give up.

dragging the tired body,

Drive back home,

This is their own villa,

He never thought that he would live in a villa one day, not in the kind of house built by himself in the countryside, but in a high-end villa community.

A good life is not only in front of your eyes, but also in your own hands.

Wife

child

house

undertaking

It's all there.

I parked the car, and when I walked to the door, I remembered that my room card was left in the car, rang the doorbell, and waited for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

This point,

The children may have gone to sleep, and the wife may not be able to hear if she locks herself in the study while she is creating, because the study was designed to block out noise.

But the babysitter at home should come and open the door.

I rang the doorbell a few more times, but no one came to open the door.

I had no choice but to go back to the car and take the room card and walk back again, and open the door with the room card.

Pushing open the door and entering the living room, he was stunned, on the floor of the living room, where his wife and two children were tied.

He rushed over like crazy, trying to wake up his wife and his children.

But none of them responded.

There were bruises on his wife and children, as if they had been tortured by whipping, and most of all, the three of them were completely out of breath.

The babysitter was not at home and didn't know where to go.

It's a dream,

It's certainly a dream,

It's definitely a dream,

How could such a thing happen?

impossible

When pigs fly.

He didn't call the police, but silently untied the ropes from his wife and children and placed them on the couch.

When people are hit hard, they tend to react very nervously.

alarm

Useful?

His wife and two children are dead.

He didn't cry or shout,

Just silently looking at his wife and two children lying on the sofa.

After watching it for a long time,

Seeing that his head is white,

I saw that my whole person was confused.

He went upstairs and went to the bedroom, where he lay down, covered with a quilt and pillows.

It's a dream,

I'm so tired,

Wake up

I guess there's nothing.

He fell asleep,

In this case,

He really fell asleep.

And slept until dawn.

When you wake up,

He found that he didn't have a wife lying next to him, he went to the children's room, it was summer vacation, the children didn't have to go to school, and he was also disgusted by letting the children go to cram school too early, just let the children play at home, they belong to the age of play.

There was no one in the children's bedrooms either.

He suddenly thought of the picture when he came home last night,

He covered his mouth with one hand,

Eyes wide open.

He didn't dare to go downstairs,

He remembered that he had put the bodies of his wife and children on the sofa in the living room last night, and he didn't dare to go down, he was afraid to see this scene again.

Alarm?

I'm sorry

I really didn't expect it, and I didn't think about it.

Why call the police?

Is it to catch the murderer?

Where is there a murderer?

My wife and children are still alive,

yes

They're still alive, so how can I call the police?

…………

More than 10 years ago, in Osaka, Japan, a university professor lived with his wife's body for three years after his wife died of a heart attack in her sleep.

During this period, he always felt that his wife was just asleep and not dead, and he also bought a freezer to place his wife's body, and at first claimed to the outside world that his wife had broken her leg and it was inconvenient to go out, and later said that his wife had gone abroad for further study.

In this way, he concealed the news of his wife's death for three years under various pretexts, until his wife's father's father was sick and hospitalized, and the mother's family strongly demanded that his wife come back to see the old man, and finally, the professor's lie was exposed.

The police and people stormed the professor's home and found the body in the freezer, initially suspecting that the professor had killed his wife and hid the body in an attempt to destroy the evidence.

But the professor insisted that his wife was not dead, and that he would sleep with him every day at breakfast and dinner.

When the people around him kept telling him that his wife had been dead for three years, it was as if a dream in his heart had been punctured.

The professor knelt beside his wife's corpse and wept,

At this moment,

Only then did he realize that

His wife is dead.

Later, after a police investigation, the cause of death was confirmed because the body was better preserved, and the professor was ruled out of murder.

…………

He didn't dare to go down the stairs,

Why don't you dare?

He doesn't understand,

But I just don't want to go down.

He silently walked to the study,

My wife usually works here, and her notebook is still on the desk.

His wife has been laughing at him, saying that when he used to create, he didn't like to use computers, but liked to use pens, and used pens to express manuscripts to publishing houses and magazines.

But he still insists on writing stories with a pen, even if he finishes writing and then typing them into the computer, because he feels that the stories written with the words written with the pen have feelings, warmth, not cold, and more vivid.

His fountain pen was bought at a stall when he was a child, it was his first fountain pen, and it has never been broken, there is no label or trademark, but it has always been usable, and the quality is very good.

But

Since getting married and taking over his mother-in-law's food factory, he has rarely used this pen to write his own stories.

But he would use a pen to transcribe his wife's published book, copy it and then read it slowly, and he enjoyed and liked it.

He picked up the pen,

Open your own blank notebook,

I picked up a copy of "I Love My Home" that my wife just published a while ago on the desk.

In this horror story, the wife is based on her own family.

The crimson cover font indicates that this is a horror book.

Turning the first page,

He began to copy sentence by sentence according to the title......