The car suddenly stopped in front of a house.

"Have you arrived?" Su Ziyue was puzzled, because the house in front of her was a bit out of place with the villas in the vicinity, it looked old and dilapidated, and it gave people a gloomy feeling.

At this time, the driver had already gotten out of the car and opened the door, and Su Ziyue and Gong Junxuan walked down, looking at the house in front of them with a solemn expression.

I saw that the intricate carved wrought iron door had rusted, and the plaster on the pale blue wall had also fallen off in large chunks, revealing the bare dark gray brick wall. On the second floor, a large swallow's nest was hung on the eaves of the window, and a stout loquat tree grew all the way to the window.

Su Ziyue looked at the dilapidated scene in front of her, a trace of sadness and sadness surged in her heart, and her footsteps unconsciously walked forward, as if this dilapidated iron door had been opened many times.

"Girl, don't go in!" Suddenly, an old voice sounded, Su Ziyue turned her head in surprise, only to see an old woman dressed plainly holding an old bamboo basket on her arm, which was filled with all kinds of fresh vegetables and fruits, she looked nervously at Su Ziyue who was about to reach out and open the door, and Gong Junxuan on the side also looked at the old man with curiosity.

The old man seemed to see the confusion of the two, only to see her sigh leisurely, "Alas, you don't know that this house has not been inhabited for ten years, and the previous family of four heard that they all died, which is very unlucky." ”

The old man seemed to be a little frightened and moved his steps back slightly, Su Ziyue was taken aback for a while, and for some reason, she suddenly felt so sad in her heart, as if something was blocking her throat.

"Excuse me, do you know what happened ten years ago?" Gong Junxuan asked with some excitement.

The old man looked around, looking very cautious, she took a step closer and whispered: "This family used to be a rich family, but overnight, the man died in a bizarre car accident, and a few days later the hostess also died, and their children also disappeared inexplicably. Alas, I remember that those two little children were so likable, and if they were still alive, they would be about the same age as you. ”

The old man sighed sadly as he spoke, his deep, cloudy eyes staring at the two in front of him.

"Aunt Hua, what are you still doing there?" At this moment, a stern and impatient shout came from the front.

I saw that the old man frowned, and the Sichuan character lines on his forehead became more and more visible. "Really, here it is!" She looked very unhappy and shouted forward, then glanced at the boy and girl in front of her, and walked forward with the basket of vegetables in small steps.

"Sister, do you have any memories before the age of six?" Gong Junxuan pushed open the iron door, walked in, and then turned his head and asked softly to Su Ziyue, who was stunned.

Su Ziyue didn't answer, but at that moment just now, a familiar but unfamiliar picture seemed to appear in her mind.

A little boy and a little girl rushed to the iron gate, and the little boy pushed the door open first, and turned his head triumphantly to mock the sweaty little girl: "Sister, you are so slow, you lost again!" ”

But these images were only fleeting, and she had already dissipated before she could see it really, and she wanted to recall the scene in her head again, but her head ached.

This made her a little dizzy, and she felt that everything in front of her was shaking, and she quickly held on to the rusty carved iron door on the side. In an instant, reddish-brown rust stained his fingers, like a stain of solidified and dried blood.

The weeds in the courtyard, wild trees and weeds grew wildly, almost covering the entire house, but the evergreen loquat tree was the first to meet her eyes, she felt that this tree was so familiar and kind.