Su Lei, Zhong Kui and the hidden partner left City A one day. Han Wenwen had to stay in his room and help clean up before she could go home with peace of mind.

Counting the days, the number of days she has been here is only a handful. For the first time, Su Lei surprised her, a key to come here to see. The second time, it was Su Lei who was drunk and almost strangled by the dead and escaped and came here to snuggle together for a night. This time, it was to help him wash all kinds of dirty clothes and smelly socks - and a pair of underwear.

There didn't seem to be any change in the room, since Zhong Kui had been furious and warned the ghost, at least when Su Lei hadn't left, she hadn't appeared.

Han Wenwen This is the first time she has come into contact with boys' underwear, although the owner of the underwear is not at home. But I still feel that my cheeks are hot and hot, in fact, Su Lei has secretly thrown these two pairs of underwear into the garbage basket. It was she who saw it picked up while cleaning the house, wanted to wash it, and ironed it with an iron to make it look like new.

Wash your clothes and tidy up your house. Clapping his hands, with a sense of accomplishment, he looked around and prepared to leave. To be honest, she didn't want to stay here for a moment, but when she left, she glanced at it inadvertently. Catch a glimpse of the small room that decorates the stairwell, small and unobtrusive. If it weren't for Su Lei's situation, she wouldn't have had a chance to enter the small house.

However, in that situation, there was no time to take a closer look. After that, Su Lei didn't mention the topic of the house. The more this is the case, the more she feels like there is a knot in her heart that must be untied in order to feel at ease.

What's in the room? Han Wenwen hesitated, holding the key in her hand and walking towards the dark room step by step.

There were five keys on the keychain, one for each bedroom and a door—she was sweating as she stared at the door of the cottage. Su Lei didn't give her the key to the hut, which shows that there are secrets in the hut.

Close to the cottage door. Try to push it open - go up with your hand, but you can't push! took a step back in frustration, and only then did he feel that Su Lei was really a person who couldn't see through.

In Han Wenwen's opinion, two people who love each other should not have secrets. Secrets are like a chasm that can block the way for two people to continue to develop.

Shaking her head helplessly, Han Wenwen was really leaving.

Just as she walked to the gate, a soft sound of opening the door came from behind her, and then an inexplicable cold wind blew from somewhere. The legs and stomach trembled, and the 'boom ~ boom' really gave a cold war, which was clearly the sound of the small door opening. I couldn't help but wonder to myself: I obviously pushed the small door hard just now, but I didn't push it open! But—

In any case, Han Wenwen categorically did not dare to enter the house again. Because of the lessons from the past, knowing that there are bad things in the house, and Su Lei himself is not at home, what if the thing in the house is crazy and wants to harm himself? Make sure you want to leave, pull the door and lock it. Just as the door was halfway closed, a figure quickly flew in, and she felt that the door was being dragged by an external force and could not be closed. Then, a pair of white fingers stretched out a little bit tremblingly-

Scare! This scene frightened Han Wenwen almost didn't scream. I felt as if my throat was blocked by something, and I couldn't make a sound. In an instant, his body froze in place and could not move.

"Need help?" Inquiries from behind, but they can't turn around and answer. Han Wenwen was extremely distressed, bowing her head - she struggled hard to break through this strange imprisoned power. But the heart is weak...... Listening to the footsteps behind her gradually fade away, she shouted in her heart - help me! Don't go!

At this moment, the hands hidden behind the door grabbed her with lightning speed and dragged her into the house from outside the door. The door closed silently behind him, closing Han Wenwen's hopes outside.

She cried in despair, almost pleading, and did not dare to open her eyes—just burst into tears, and stood dumbfounded!

The long wait—she was waiting for those cold claws to choke her neck. Or rather, it is directly possessed by her, occupying her body and doing evil wantonly! These are the most genuine thoughts from Han Wenwen's heart. But after waiting for a long time, until there was no such strange imprisoning power in his body, he opened his eyes in confusion.

In front of me, the empty, clean ground was cleaned up by myself. On the sofa, the pillows are neatly and concisely arranged, and the eyes move inch by inch. Strange why didn't the female ghost hurt herself? Finally the eye moved to the damn little door.

A touch of the back, at that time, Han Wenwen's gaze was fixed, and she slowly turned around - a very strange intuition, feeling that this ghost wanted to tell her something. There was no appearance to hurt her.

Sure enough, when this ghost faced Han Wenwen, she looked like a kind middle-aged woman. Because she is not human, her face must be ugly, that kind of white white. And those eyes, she didn't dare to look at them for a long time-

The middle-aged woman smiled, but did not speak, but mechanically raised her hand and pointed to the hut, as if to suggest that Han Wenwen should go to see the hut.

She opened the hut? The mechanical steps of movement, all kinds of assumptions, speculations, panicked looks. Finally approaching the door of the hut, my heart was fighting as hard as I could, whether I wanted to go in and see—

But the trend of things seems to not allow her to think too much. Since the ghost wanted her to go to the cabin, could she exit safely? Bite the bullet and head into the dimly lit hut. The whole body was cold and cold, shivering.

Her mother once told her that ghosts are inhuman - crying cannot be exchanged for sympathy, and Han Wenwen tried not to let herself continue to cry. After struggling to adapt to the dimly lit cabin environment, it was as if I caught a glimpse of a lot of paper plastered on the wall directly opposite where I was standing.

Is it a newspaper clipping? It is reasonable for Han Wenwen to have such an idea in her mind. Su Lei has been mysterious all day long, and it is not strange that he posted newspaper clippings on the wall.

But in fact, this is not the case, when Han Wenwen saw the paper on the wall clearly, she couldn't help but be shocked. The pieces of paper are yellowish photos of her junior high school days.

For a moment, Han Wenwen was confused. How could Su Lei have a photo of her junior high school? Especially the photo of half of her face behind the tree, looking at it makes her feel so cold in the bottom of her heart.

Su Lei - the boy who kneels down for himself? He- is he a pervert? No way! The impossible—Han Wenwen shouted, covering her ears—and suddenly, the female ghost came suddenly, ignoring her yelling, and touched her head—a shocking magnetic sensation, and a terrifying image stubbornly passed into her mind.

In the firelight, a struggling figure screamed. Lying on the operating bed, suffering from 90% of the burned area of his body, he finally died on the hospital bed.

Han Wenwen's eyes widened in horror, her heart was suffering from all kinds of torture, and tears rolled in her eyelashes that she couldn't blink—and then another scene appeared-

A street, a woman, two cars in front of the other and one behind the other hit the woman! The woman is like a leaf that has been knocked off, falling high, and blood is splattering—

Han Wenwen faintly felt that there was a familiar figure in a car, it was her father! He used to put a hand on the window of the car!

"Ah...... Ah......" Tears raged, and a heartfelt roar. A dull ache in the chest. She threw herself to her knees—as if she felt like she had lost something important.