At 17:30 in the afternoon, it was the time for Huangyu Middle School to end school.

The outline of the entire school was shrouded in an eerie dark cloud, the surface of the ground became dark, and the wind was blowing fiercely.

I don't know who shouted, "It's going to rain, let's go." ”

Several girls with bright faces, with satisfied smiles, hurriedly dispersed and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After they all left, Yin Shixue got up from the cold ground in the bathroom in embarrassment.

She slowly approached the mottled mirror on the wall, her pale face reflected in her hollow eyes, slimy yellow liquid dripping from her long messy hair, and the smell of egg whites in the air.

The devil knows what those girls did to her just now.

Yin Shixue seems to have become numb, this is not the first time this kind of trick has happened.

She hurriedly took out toilet paper from her school bag, wiped the foreign objects on her hair, and turned on the faucet to rinse gently, but she still couldn't hide the fishy smell on her body.

The icy water stains stuck to her hair, clinging to her scalp, and she couldn't help but shiver. Soon, she grinned in the mirror again, making it look like nothing had happened.

There were only a few people in the whole school, and everyone was in a hurry, fearing that the heavy rain would suddenly fall.

Yin Shixue looked at the gate of the school, and a familiar figure stood next to an inconspicuous black Volkswagen.

Dark brown shirt, black pants, long hair, he has a slightly short beard, and a pair of kind eyes engraved with years, when he sees Yin Shixue, it seems that all the tenderness and love flow in this gaze.

"Shixue."

The middle-aged man called her name and habitually stretched out his right hand, but before his fingers could touch her tiny head, she hurriedly avoided it and got into the passenger seat.

"Dad, it's going to rain." Yin Shixue buried her head and shrank in the co-pilot, her tight lips suddenly spoke, her voice was small, glutinous, and there was nothing unusual.

And just now she just didn't want her father's warm hand to touch this cold and fishy smell.

Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend, so you don't have to go to class and you don't have to face those boring people.

After a long, long time, the car stopped in a remote forest.

Few people seem to know that in the vast forest of this small city of A, there is a mysterious building. However, judging from the fresh color of this building under the light and shadow of this dappled lightning, the age is not very long.

From afar, the gray-toned building is hidden in a dense thicket, with low cupola and towering minarets, thick columns stacked on top of each other, cloisters winding over high walls, and rows of neat, narrow round arched windows that are pitch black as far as the eye can see.

The exterior of this building is a clever combination of Chinese and European palace architectural style elements, mixed with a variety of ancient architectural art essence. It is like a finely carved piece of jade, every place needs to be savored, fresh and romantic without losing elegance.

This is Yin Shixue's home, and it is the hard work of his father Yin Zhen.

Yin Shixue's father was originally a world-famous ghost architect Bryan, who was once famous for his forward-thinking and bold architectural design, and each work can be world-renowned.

At that time, Yin Zhen took his wife and children to Europe, America and other parts of the world, and just twelve years ago, when he was at his most famous, he suddenly disappeared from the public's sight, and no one knew why.

Some say he returned to China, some say his wife left him, and since then the world-class master has been in a state of decline, others say that he suffered from depression, in short, in the years when he disappeared, stories and rumors about him were endless.

There are two of them living here, as well as Aunt Liu, a domestic helper.

Living in such a castle, I thought that everything was calm, but I don't know when it began, every night Yin Shixue could always hear the strange sound of rustling.

At first, she thought it was a mouse, until one day when she was lying in front of the window, a black thing suddenly flew in front of her and startled Yin Shixue, and later her father told her that it was a bat.

Yin Shixue didn't like this kind of animal, and she didn't like their calls, so she closed those small windows tightly every night, for fear that those bats would suddenly fly in through the windows.

Summer is indeed a season of heavy rain, this evening, the sky dense dark clouds continued to roll and roll, like a huge devil's claw gray down, the long-dormant rain fell in an instant, a long thunder, lightning like a huge centipede, ruthlessly tore the sky.

The towering trees around them swayed from side to side in the fierce wind, as if they were about to rise from the ground in the next second, and the friction between the wind and the leaves made an abnormal sound like a magic spell, and the whole world was shrouded in a dark and mysterious atmosphere.

Yin Shixue heard the sound of bats around her again, but she never really saw them clearly, they seemed to be gnawing on something, from far to near, from far to near......

After dinner, Yin Shixue sat alone on a wooden bed without temperature, her long black hair almost covered her entire face, and only a pair of eyes were exposed to freeze in the dark.

On the wall next to the bed is a small coffee-colored wooden window with a delicate curve, which is very small, and through the wooden window you can see the mountains in the distance. The cliffs are bare with white and black rocks, and the branches and leaves between the rocks face the violent storm, stretching out into the vast sky, stretching out to the infinite ethereal.

Suddenly, a dark figure burst out of the bushes.

Frightened, Yin Shixue quickly tore off the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, she clearly felt that there was a pair of cold eyes staring at her in the dark.

Or outside the window, or in this small window, or ...... Right next to her bed.

Yin Shixue hid in the quilt and didn't dare to breathe.

She was afraid of such a rainy night!

When Yin Shixue opened his eyes again, the world was already bright, and the soft light came in from the small window.

She stretched, slowly got up, and began to drag her wooden bed, the small wooden bed made by Yin Zhen herself.

Everything in this castle was built by Yin Zhen himself, brick by brick, table and stool, for twelve years, he never stopped, did not ask about the world, as if this was the only pleasure in his life.

Yin Shixue asked his father more than once, why did he build this castle?

Every time, he said the same answer in a doting tone:

"Because your mom likes it".

Yin Shixue's memory began when she was 5 years old, and it seemed that a terrible thing happened twelve years ago, her mother died of illness, and her father brought it to City A, bought this uninhabited land, and created a paradise.

Hearing the sound upstairs, Yin Zhen called Yin Shixue's name downstairs, but Yin Shixue did not answer and continued to drag her bed.

It took her a lot of effort to move about ten centimeters, and she was so tired that she opened her palm and saw that a long red mark looked so dazzling.

"Shi Xue?"

Yin Zhen pushed open the door and saw Yin Shixue moving the bed, this was the third time she had moved the bed.

This time the reason was that she was afraid of bats, and she said that the window was facing Mount Quinoa, and there were bats on it.

No matter what the reason, Yin Zhen relied on her, "Where do you want to move this time?" ”

Her long hair covered the side of Yin Shixue's face, revealing only a small nose and a pair of eyes, and she stretched out her hand and pointed to the small window opposite.

Yin Zhen had long been accustomed to her occasional silence, and smiled, "Over there?" Come on, let's move together. ”

Yin Shixue nodded vigorously.

Yin Zhen held on to the small wooden bed with both hands and began to drag hard, the green tendons on his arms burst out one by one, and his fingers were covered with dense old scars.

Before Yin Shixue could exert his strength, the small wooden bed was dragged from one end to the other by Yin Zhen.

"Alright."

Yin Shixue happily walked over, climbed into bed, and looked out of the small wooden window, not far away was a blue sea and a winding sandy beach, which was extremely beautiful.

Yin Zhen's big palm gently rubbed her head, "It's time for breakfast, Aunt Liu made your favorite crispy rice cake." ”