1980; The smash hit song 'I actually don't want to leave' still lingers in my ears, that is, three days after Xiao Dongbei was buried in a mass grave. I remember a creepy thing that happened that night.

The night was still and windless, and it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. The inn gradually quieted down after 8 o'clock, and most of the guests who had been tired from the day had rested, except for the white flickering electric lights reflected through the windows.

Because Da Dongbei was running back and forth to find Xiao Dongdong's home and reach a private agreement with the hotel to deal with related matters, he was so busy like a dog that the sky was not completely dark, so he washed and went to bed early.

Saying; The boss and the hostess were not so idle. As a business operator, hard work is natural. Since the Little Northeast incident, the hearts of the two couples have been broken.

Although the Great Northeast and the Little Northeast are brothers, they don't know where the Little Northeast's home is. At that time, staying in a hotel was not as cumbersome as it is now, and it required a lot of procedures to perfect the conditions for staying.

At that time, as long as there was an ID card, a temporary residence permit, and at least a letter of introduction from the unit. However, Xiaodongbei came out to work because his hometown was plagued by locusts, and for the sake of a group of younger brothers and sisters in his family, he did not have an ID card yet. Except for the smooth Northeast dialect to prove that he is from the Northeast, and the clothes that came with him, there is no other item to prove where his family lives.

The innkeeper didn't want to owe a debt of conscience, and the reason why he asked the big northeast to help find the little northeast was this, and he was going to automatically send his bones home with a funeral fee after finding the little northeast's home, so that he could return to his roots, so as not to be a lonely ghost who no one cared about.

But the heavens did not fulfill their wishes, and the Great Northeast was busy for several days without finding the slightest clue. The two couples were so worried that their eyebrows were twisted, that was really, the food was unpleasant, and they couldn't sleep at night.

A young and strong little Northeast, who said that it was gone, his shadow always appeared in the minds of the two couples. Even in dreams, it appears repeatedly, and every time it appears, it is very shocking.

In a dream, he begged the couple to save his life and begged them to send him home. Is it heart disease or what? The couple had no way of knowing, although this little northeast was not so popular, and he did die in his hotel.

There is a saying; Standing is a grass, falling is a treasure. This phrase is aimed at an era when the population step is not properly controlled, that is, when the family planning law has not yet fully worked at its best.

If a pig were to die, or something else, neither of them would have suffered a torment of conscience. The two husbands and wives looked at each other in great frustration, suffering from no words to comfort each other, but they didn't hug each other and weep together. After settling their five-year-old daughter, the two husbands and wives sighed for a long time and washed and slept separately.

The five-year-old daughter slept next to her, and her daughter had never had a dream. But when the two couples finally fell asleep, they suddenly screamed and cried.

In the dead silence of the night, the little girl's cry was sharp and piercing. The guests who were so disturbed by the inn that they turned on the lights in the house to see what was going on.

No matter how the two husbands and wives take turns to coax their daughters, the little girl just cries! I don't talk and cry all the time! The crying upset the two couples. I cried so much that my heart was about to break.

Just when the two couples hugged their daughter, there was no way. The familiar sound of a tricycle bell came clearly from the direction of the door. Husband and wife, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't dare to break the silence and ask each other if they heard the sound of the bell.

The Great Northeast and the Little Northeast have lived in their hotel for a long time, and it is still more than half a year after careful calculation. The sound of the bells of the two of their tricycles, each is different, far away from seeing, the two of them come back, as long as you listen to the bell can be very decisive and accurate to judge, the first to come back is the big Northeast or the small Northeast.

After the tricycle bell sounded, the little girl cried even harder, almost to the point of hoarseness.

The proprietress touched her daughter's forehead and gently rubbed her belly, mistakenly thinking that the child had a stomachache or something that caused her to cry.

The boss didn't think so, and his face changed suddenly when he heard the sound of the car bell. The crisp and piercing car bell sound of this 'Di Bell Bell' is none other than the bell sound of the Little Northeast Tricycle.

The boss looked at his wife with a solemn expression, his eyes were flustered and full of fear, "I...... Go see ......" As he spoke, he twisted the deadbolt and walked straight out.

The night was grand, and the boss who walked out was suddenly engulfed in endless black. The proprietress hugged her daughter who was crying and foaming at the mouth, and nervously watched the figure of her husband who was engulfed by the darkness.

As soon as I walked out of the door, my eyes fell on the door that stood quietly. The apprehensive and wildly beating heart can't be calm, and the answers and scenarios that are realized and guessed by consciousness are so terrifying! felt that there was a 'person' at the door quietly waiting for him to open the door......

Who's at the door? Could it be another tricycle coming to them? Maybe it's a mistake in hearing, and I remember the sound of the tricycle bell in the little northeast, so I misheard?

Rustling with a slightly unsteady foot, plus a 'woo hoo' beating, a little disordered heart. Approaching the door step by step, looking back at the nervous gaze that stared at him, taking a deep breath, putting his fingers on the deadbolt, his mind was still repulsing each other, and he was still unsure whether to open the door or not.

Just when the boss stood behind the door and wondered whether to open the door or not, there were two thrilling 'bangs~bangs) from the door! 'Sound. Good guy, this sound frightened the unprepared boss, like an electric shock, and the hand on the deadbolt suddenly jumped. The big mouth almost shouted.

The girl in the room cried even harder. The proprietress wiped her tears and looked at her husband nervously. A heart hangs like that.

And what is unbelievable is that except for the little girl's cry that disturbs the tenants, the rest of the time seems to be imprisoned. The girl was crying, the boss was standing at the door, not daring to act rashly, and it was dark and quiet all around. In an instant, it seemed that in this square courtyard, only the husband and wife and their daughter were left.

Who will be at the door? All kinds of terrible speculations and stubborn intrusions come into my mind. The silent gaze was mixed with fear, coming from behind, and he panicked, and it was difficult to decide whether to open the door for a while.

The daughter's heart-rending cry was like the mantra that Tang Seng chanted to Sun Wukong in Journey to the West, forcing him to make a choice.

Put your finger on the deadbolt again, and the tension of one bite after another, as the Adam's apple slides, down the esophagus. He felt his stomach swell uncomfortably, and his legs became heavier and heavier, as if he couldn't move an inch like lead.