Chapter 27: Sisters (3)

Nami's tone gradually became a little weaker, "I really don't think I can go on like this, if I continue like this, I will be killed by my sister." ”

After that, Nami covered her face with her hands and began to sob, and I sat on the sidelines with a solemn expression.

"Brother-in-law." Nami suddenly sat up straight and looked at me with wide eyes, "If I killed my sister in self-defense, you won't blame me, will you?" ”

In the dimly lit room, the atmosphere seemed to freeze, and the sound of water droplets in the bathroom seemed to amplify countless times filling people's eardrums, and I was shocked to see that Nami didn't answer, and Nami kept staring at me, and time seemed to have stopped.

"Haha." Nami suddenly smiled kindly, "I'm kidding, brother-in-law, look at you." She got up from the bedding and sat down on the edge of the bed, clicking on the lamp, the bright light illuminating her lustrous body.

I turned my head to look at her, at this time Nami was taking advantage of the light, her right hand was wandering between her legs, suddenly Nami turned around and came up, like a dragonfly in the palm of my right hand, and then quickly turned around and looked at me with doubts and smiled, "This red dot represents my first time, I hope it will be engraved in my brother-in-law's palm forever, as if it will always be engraved in my brother-in-law's heart." With that, Nami got up and walked towards the bathroom.

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"Wash it up, brother-in-law, you really hate it." Nami sneered.

"Oh, by the way, what's wrong with your back?"

"It's okay, nothing, brother-in-law, you're so weird." Nami stuck her tongue out at me and turned to walk away.

But the moment she turned around, under the illumination of the light, there were clearly two clear claw marks on Bai Zhe's back.

I lowered my head and fell silent, the palm that should have been glued red was clean and there was no trace of Bai Zhe under the lamp.

A moment later I pulled out my phone and dialed it.

"Hey, hello, I'm going to call the police, there's someone dead here."

"Well, 1203, Building 43, East Coast Community"

"Yes, bathroom, a woman died."

"Wait, no, it's two."

End

"I'm sorry." He bowed respectfully, and then left as softly as he had come, without a sound.

I looked at the full notebook, and was stunned for a moment, when suddenly a shrill voice sounded on the side, and I looked over and saw the little ghost leaning against the wall and talking to himself.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? What happened? ”

"Don't! Don't come here! No! ”

"Sister!"

"Don't! Don't touch me, please! ”

"Sister, don't scare my sister."

"Sister... I can't wash clean, I can't wash clean, they keep touching me, I hurt so much, so painful.."

"It's okay! Younger sister! It's going to be fine, don't be like this! Sister, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your sister, wake up! ”

"Sister, it's great that you're awake."

"Sister..."

"My sister is here, my sister is here."

"For. Why, I feel so bad, really bad, I feel like I'm going to die. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you're good, you've always been good, and your sister is here."

"Why do I feel like someone is bullying me, so many people are bullying me."

"Nope! No one, you are not being bullied. ”

"Who's that?"

"No one, everybody's fine."

"Nope! There must be! There must be! Sister! There must be! Certain! ”

"Okay, sister, it's not you, it's not you, calm down, it's my sister, it's my sister who was bullied, it's my sister who was raped by them, it's my sister!"

"What are you doing?" I frowned and looked at him as if I were looking at a mentally retarded child.

"I'm practicing stand-up comedy, how about it, it's okay." The Grim Reaper grinned at me, revealing his shiny little tiger teeth.

"Go, go, play with yours, don't bother me." I lowered my head and looked at the notes on the table again, and suddenly I was stunned, and my train of thought seemed to be cleared.

My hands were shaking slightly, and then I jerked up at the chair that was long gone, and then I lowered my head, picked up my pen and wrote down the name of the note, sister.