Zhang Nanyan saw Mrs. Zheng's upper body on the windowsill, her feet dragging weakly on the floor.

She had a pair of silver heels over her feet, which were so large that they fell off her heels.

Mrs. Zheng didn't look at Zhang Nanyan at all, her arms were straining, and she desperately leaned her body out of the windowsill.

"Not good!"

Zhang Nanyan rushed up all of a sudden, hugged Mrs. Zheng's waist and pulled back.

"Madame, no!"

"Let go of me!" Madame Cheng screamed violently, her hands struggling desperately, clinging to the windowsill.

Zhang Nanyan was afraid that she would hurt her fingers, so she pulled her hand off the windowsill with one free hand.

Mrs. Zheng's fingers were desperately picking and pinching into the back of Zhang Nanyan's hand. The blood gushed out quickly, and it hurt my heart, but Zhang Nanyan didn't dare to let go, and kept dragging Mrs. Zheng away from the window.

The wheelchair tripped Zhang Nanyan, and she fell to the ground holding Mrs. Zheng in her arms.

Zhang Nanyan turned over and got up, and immediately looked at Mrs. Zheng: "Madam, did you fall?" ”

Mrs. Zheng casually touched an object and smashed it on Zhang Nanyan's forehead.

Suddenly, Zhang Nanyan only felt a buzz in her brain, and she didn't feel pain, just numbness.

What is it that hits the eyelids? She touched it, and it was wet and bloody. The pain came from the wound, like a sharp awl piercing a hole in her forehead.

A heel fell at her feet and slammed into the wooden floor.

The heels of the heels were stained with blood.

Mrs. Zheng smashed Zhang Nanyan's head with this high heel.

Zhang Nanyan covered her forehead, and the blood couldn't stop flowing from between her fingers.

Mrs. Zheng on the side waved her hands wildly, screaming in her mouth: "Let go of me!" Let me go! High heels, give them back! ”

Stunned for a moment, Zhang Nanyan immediately came back to her senses, and the crazy woman in front of her scared her. The first reaction was to run away, and the crazy Mrs. Zheng reminded her of her grandmother who had difficulty walking.

For as long as Zhang Nanyan can remember, her grandmother is a bow with a bowed body and a wrinkled face full of walnuts, her grandmother is short, her legs can't walk, she sits on a black rattan chair all the year round, and she can move to the door of the house with a cane to see the sun. Parents don't want to care about grandma's eating, drinking, and pulling because they think she is dirty, and they don't let their younger brother get close, so only Zhang Nanyan delivers food to grandma and empties urinals.

What Zhang Nanyan is most afraid of is going to her grandmother's black hole and the musty smell of the West House, not because she is afraid of being dirty, but because she is afraid of the rotten smell of her grandmother. It was as if the body, though still alive, was already corrupting in the shadows. Grandma would curse her viciously and coldly stick out her nails and pinch her when she approached.

Now, this bedroom, mad Madame Zheng, is filled with the same gloomy and corrupt smell.

Zhang Nanyan wanted to run, but the open window, the overturned wheelchair and the two high heels that fell to the ground clearly showed that Mrs. Zheng had just wanted to commit suicide.

Zhang Nanyan couldn't take care of her wounds, and got up to Mrs. Zheng's side: "I'll help you up." ”

Mrs. Zheng cursed and struggled, and she finally helped Mrs. Zheng to the bed. She didn't dare to take half a step away and stayed aside.

Finally, Mrs. Zheng was tired of scolding, panting, and then, she finally quieted down.

However, her silence was not a normal peace, but a terrible dead silence. Her body didn't move, her expression didn't move, her eyes didn't move, she didn't even blink her eyelids.

"Madame, drink some water."

Zhang Nanyan handed the water cup to Mrs. Zheng, but she stared at the roof and didn't react at all.

Zhang Nanyan had no choice but to put the water cup on the bedside table.

She was terrified!

Unexpectedly, on the first day of work, she saw such an unbelievable and terrifying thing.

She is like a dazed child, inadvertently walking into a dark house and peeping into an unknown secret.

In the eyes of people, Professor Zheng and his wife are a well-known model couple. Never give up, the sword is deep, and the case is eyebrows, these are everyone's evaluations and praises for them.

However, it turns out that under the beautiful outside, there is a secret that cannot be revealed.

Zhang Nanyan panicked, she didn't know what to do, so she had to clean up the messy ground first.

Pick up the wheelchair, pick up the heels, sweep the clutter off the floor, and reinstall the curtains that have just been torn off. The room is easy to restore, but what happened is not to be restored.

The atmosphere was oppressive and terrible, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the westerly light reflected layers of shadows in the bedroom.

……

"Do high heels look good?"

A hoarse voice came from the shadows.

Zhang Nanyan was stunned for a moment, and she immediately reacted that it was Xia Baiping who spoke to her.

She glanced at the silver heels on the ground, and the wound on her head ached.

The heels were placed in the corner of the wall, and a dark shadow shrouded it, and there seemed to be a trace of a look on its pointed tip, as if it was a bloodstain. No, she had already wiped her shoes clean.

Zhang Nanyan subconsciously pulled her hair down to cover the wound on her forehead.

"Good...... Pretty. She stammered in reply.

"Slut! Coquette! Suddenly, Xia Baiping scolded: "I knew you didn't have a good heart!" Think you can seduce a man by exposing your thighs and wearing a pair of high heels? Male thieves and prostitutes, male thieves and prostitutes! ”

Zhang Nanyan was stunned, and explained helplessly: "I didn't ......"

"Do you seduce someone else's husband with a young man? Dream! ……”

In the endless cursing, Zhang Nanyan was aggrieved and flustered, and she vaguely thought that she was wearing the most ordinary trousers and shirts, and it was Li Chunxiao who was wearing skirts and high heels.

Xia Baiping scolded for a long time, and finally got tired of scolding and stopped.

The sound of heavy breathing echoed through the room.

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

Zhang Nanyan didn't know how to answer: "Take care of your body." ”

"Hmph......" Mrs. Zheng sneered: "Don't you all look forward to my early death?" When I die, I will be in your favor, and you will live in both places. ”

Zhang Nanyan didn't dare to speak, let alone leave.

She just hoped that time would pass quickly and Professor Zheng would come back soon.

"He's back......"

"What?" Zhang Nanyan asked in surprise.

Mrs. Zheng did not answer again.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Nanyan finally understood, because she heard footsteps.

The footsteps on the stairs, heavy and monotonous, walked up one after another.

Zhang Nanyan was taken aback, she could only hear the footsteps above the second floor, but Mrs. Zheng could hear it so early, could it be that she heard it when she walked on the road? Not only did she hear the footsteps, but she also accurately recognized the footsteps of Professor Zheng.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came up to the door, but the sound of the key opening the door was not heard for a long time.

Could it be that Professor Zheng forgot to bring his key?

Zhang Nanyan immediately understood that Professor Zheng did not forget to bring the key, but did not want to go home.

It's like the sound of heavy, sluggish footsteps, revealing helplessness.

Zhang Nanyan glanced at Mrs. Zheng shrouded in the shadow of the wall, and at this time, Xia Baiping was completely quiet, and all the madness, resentment, and swearing turned into heavy loneliness.

Zhang Nanyan couldn't help but be infected by her loneliness, even if she was so frightened before, now it has become sympathy.

Zhang Nanyan remembered that when she hugged her, she was skinny, only about eighty pounds at most.

From the morning when she came to Professor Zheng's house, Zhang Nanyan didn't have a chance to talk to Mrs. Zheng, not even a formal meeting, she didn't even see Mrs. Zheng's appearance carefully, and there was such a fierce accident, but Zhang Nanyan suddenly understood Mrs. Zheng, and she felt Mrs. Zheng's despair and loneliness.

Finally, there was a sound of the door opening, Zhang Nanyan came back to her senses and turned to leave the bedroom.

"Don't tell him."

A whisper came from behind him.

Originally, she wanted to escape quickly, but for some reason, Zhang Nanyan hesitated, and finally she gently closed the bedroom door and walked out.