Chapter 52: A Late Night Story
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Lying on the bed, Qin Ming tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, because the girl's laughter kept resounding in the living room.
"Turn off the TV, shut your mouth, or get me out immediately!"
Qin Ming couldn't bear to sit up from the bed and yelled at the girl.
"Yes."
The girl saw that Qin Ming was angry, but she was quite obedient, so she hurriedly turned off the TV and said nothing.
Qin Ming was holding a quilt, and his body was full of discomfort, even if there was no sound in the room, he still couldn't sleep.
After about half an hour, Qin Ming heard a series of gentle footsteps, and slipped in like a thief, and then the girl's voice sounded in his ears:
"Little brother, have you slept?"
"What's wrong again?"
"You can't sleep anyway, let's chat, I slept all day during the day, and I'm not sleepy now."
"How do you know I can't sleep? Plus, you slept all day, and I didn't! β
"But you've been lying down for half an hour, haven't you still slept?"
"I'm really convinced." Qin Ming sat up from the bed in a bit of a rage, and then turned on the bedside lamp, but after seeing that the girl was only wearing underwear, he turned off the bedside lamp again.
"Don't tell me you haven't dealt with anyone?"
"Isn't that incredible?"
"So you're still a virgin?"
"Do you want to be kicked out by me right now?"
"I'm kidding. Who are you? β
"It's from this town."
"Then why don't you go home?"
"My house is haunted." Qin Ming deliberately scared the girl.
The result not only did not frighten the girl, but aroused the girl's interest:
"Really? Is your house really haunted? β
"Why don't I stay at home. You know so well what you're doing. β
"My house has been haunted before, really, it's very scary, I definitely don't lie to you." As she spoke, the girl no longer stood on the edge of the bed, but sat down on the bed.
"What the hell is going on? Zombies. β
Qin Ming didn't believe the girl's words, because the vast majority of people who had experienced supernatural events, even if they weren't killed by sneakers, most of them would be found by the school and disappear mysteriously, but the girl next to her was obviously still alive and kicking.
"Not zombies, but pretty much the same.
Now that I think about it, I was still scared.
I'll tell you about it.
It happened two years ago, when my mom and my dad had just divorced, and the court awarded me to my mom.
But my mom wanted my brother because she didn't like me at all, and after the two of us moved out of the house, we rented a house outside.
My mom has never been in good spirits, and it was said that she was scared by something, but she had a bad temper.
He always beat me at every turn, and let me do everything at home alone, and later said that I had no money to pay for tuition, and I was not even allowed to go to high school, forcing me to work as a waiter.
And she stayed at home all day, and still lost her temper, and if I dared to contradict her, she would whip me with a belt.
Look at all these wounds on my back, they were all drawn by her. β
"Are you telling me ghost stories, or are you telling me family stories?"
Qin Ming didn't want to hear these bad things, so he interrupted the girl a little indifferently.
"Listen to me, don't you tell a story with a background to highlight the character of the protagonist? Otherwise, if I come up and talk about things, how abrupt you will sound. β
Qin Ming was speechless as the girl said, so he didn't speak, and then listened to the other party say:
"She didn't treat me well, she didn't treat me well since I was a child, so I hated her in my heart, so when she tried to beat me again, I didn't let her fix me like before.
I threatened my mother that if you beat me again, I won't do any work at home, and I won't go to work, and we will just spend it like this, and no one will think about it in the future.
It may have been that my little universe exploded that day, so my mom was scared and never hit me since.
But it didn't take long for me to notice that my mom was even stranger than before.
Because she talks in her dreams at night.
My mom and I slept in the same bed, and when I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I woke up and heard my mom muttering something.
And it doesn't feel like a normal dream talk, but like you're talking to yourself.
It is to ask and answer yourself, but the tone of the question is not the same as the tone of the answer.
At first I thought it was just a coincidence, but since then, every night she has been talking in her sleep, and the noise is getting louder and louder, so that I can wake up when I fall asleep.
The first few times she was talking in her sleep, I woke her up and asked her what she was dreaming, and she told me she wasn't dreaming.
Later, because I woke her up every day and annoyed her, I scolded me, and I never called her again.
But I was very strange, so one day she turned her back to me, hunched on the other side of the bed, and talked loudly in her sleep.
I couldn't sleep, so I went to her with my phone and shone a flashlight on her face.
As a result, when I saw her face, I was really scared to pee.
Do you know what I see?
I saw that one eye was dead open and the other tightly closed, and the muscles in her face were twitching like anger.
It looks like you're possessed by a demon.
I was really frightened that night, so I ran away and didn't dare to live with her.
Strangely, she didn't look for me when I left.
About a month later, when I was at work, a police officer suddenly came and asked about my mother.
That's when I found out that my mom was dead.
But I didn't believe it, I didn't believe it anyway, so the police had no choice but to show me a few photos of the scene.
It really freaked me out.
Because her body was completely torn apart from the top of her head and neatly split in half.
Half of her body was sitting on the toilet, and the other half was lying on the bed, as if the other half of her body had already gotten out of bed to wash before she woke up.
And not only my mom, but my dad died exactly the same way a year later.
So far, the murderer has not been found.
Later, I asked my brother about it, and he said that before he died, my father would stare at one eye and close one eye, and talk loudly in his sleep in the middle of the night.
So I'm sure it must be a haunted house, otherwise how could a person's body be turned in half.
My parents are dead, and my brother and I are the only ones left in the family, but three months ago, my brother also disappeared.
When I called the police, the police didn't find them either.
I thought my brother must have been trafficked, but I met him at a rice noodle shop two weeks ago.
I was ecstatic, but my brother didn't know me, and what was even more bizarre was that the owner of the rice noodle shop actually said that my brother was his son.
But I would never be mistaken, because my brother had a small birthmark on his forehead, and then I called the police, but after the police investigated, they said that I was vexatious, and that my brother was the son of the owner of the rice noodle shop.
No matter what I told the police, the police didn't believe me, they just said that my brother looked very similar to the son of the owner of the Renmi restaurant.
I don't know if I need to send them money so they can help me get my brother out, so I need money, and I heard that I can make money doing this, so I came here.
If I had been shopping for clothes at the mall like I had done before, I might not have been able to save my brother for the rest of my life.
It's scary anyway, hey? Why don't you speak?
Are you still awake?
Couldn't you have been stunned by what I was talking about? β
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