"Jingle Bell...... Jingle ......"

The crisp sound of bells sounded in the corridor outside the door, and they fluttered around with the breeze passing through the hall.

The sound of bells?

Why is there a bell sound? Isn't it curfew time? No one is allowed to go out after the lights are out, otherwise they will be punished, and there will be people wandering outside at this time? The girl was curled up in bed, she was in a light sleep, half-awake, her brain still responding to external stimuli, so she was unconsciously surprised by the sound.

"Jingle Bell...... Jingle ......"

The sound of the bell became clearer and clearer, as if the rattle was getting closer and closer.

There was a sound of soos on the bed at the other end of the room, and the girl slowly opened her eyes, and by the dim light she noticed that the boy was slowly sitting up.

"Brother?" The girl rubbed her eyes and climbed up.

The boy sat upright on the bed, neither speaking nor moving, his eyes staring straight at the opposite wall.

"Brother...... What are you doing? The girl pulled her legs out of the bed and tried to get out of bed and put on her slippers.

But her movements stopped again.

Outside the door, there was not only the sound of bells, but also a thin singing voice, the voice was immature but melodious, as if singing a Scottish nursery rhyme. The song came to everyone's ears with the wind, and it sounded like the voice of an eight- or white-year-old boy.

Someone gently shook the bell and chanted softly.

“Who killed Cock Robin？

I，said the Sparrow.

With my bow and arrow.

I killed Cock Robin……”

At first it was just one person's voice, but soon there was a second person's voice, followed by a third, a fourth, a fifth, and the solo quickly became a chorus, and more and more people joined the chorus, both men and women, all with crisp young voices, and they were singing the same song.

“Who saw him die？

I，said the Fly.

With my little eye.

I saw him die……”

The girl was suddenly frightened, for she saw that her brother was singing along, and the latter, with a dull expression and blank eyes, only moved his mouth to sing along mechanically. She had never heard this song, and her brother probably hadn't heard it either, but for some reason her brother was able to sing along.

His voice was deep, and he sang word by word, not like a nursery rhyme but like a poem.

"Brother! Brother! The girl anxiously whispered to the boy, realizing that something was not quite right, and hoped that the latter would quickly hide.

But my brother didn't respond.

The girl shrank back into the covers, for the singing in the hallway had reached her door. The girl hid in the quilt and quietly opened a gap, and she saw a delicate and slender boy in white walking by the door, carrying a small lamp in his hand, the lantern emitted a dim yellow light, and the boy's face was as warm as jade in the light.

The boy in white was holding a bell in his other hand, and he sang the song, the bell shook with a crisp sound, and he had a smile on his face.

The girl's eyes widened, and she covered her mouth and did not dare to make a sound.

The boy in white walked through the doorway with a lamp and singing, and a few seconds later, a large group of people followed through the corridor in front of the door, all young children, and the girl could barely see their faces, all of them were familiar faces, almost all of whom she knew. For example, Bahrain in the next room, Wren in room 201, Bill in room 202, and the children in rooms 203, 204, 205.

Many of them have a good relationship with her, and they are still eating and laughing together during the day today.

The girls did not dare to call their names out loud, these people were not normal, some of them had dull expressions and blank eyes, and some of them had a sickly smile on their faces.

Everyone lined up neatly, staggering behind the boy in white, singing the song in unison, like a ghost walking in the dark.

The only one I didn't know was the boy in white who was in the lead.

There was no such person in the institute, at least the girl had never seen him. She didn't know why the adults didn't show up, such a big movement would have alarmed the security a long time ago, but no one stopped it.

"Brother! Brother! Brother don't go! ”

The elder brother also climbed out of bed in despair, without putting on shoes or changing clothes, ignoring the girl's cries, and went straight out of the room. The door to the room was supposed to be locked, but for some reason he opened it as soon as he pulled it.

The girl was too frightened to come out, tears rolled in her eyes, and she could only watch as her brother joined the team and staggered away, like a zombie.

She suddenly remembered the story of the piper man, which was told to her by her brother, and legend has it that in a certain country, there was a city with a serious rat infestation, and no one could think of any good way to deal with it. Suddenly, one day, a piper dressed in flowers came to the city, and the piper said that he could solve the rat infestation, but the citizens needed to pay enough after the problem was solved.

The townspeople agreed, the piper blew his flute, and the rats jumped into the river in droves when they heard the music, and the problem was solved, but the townspeople repented and refused to pay.

In revenge for the townspeople, the Piper sounded his flute again, and one night, all the children of the city came out of the house and followed the Piper in groups, and they disappeared into the cave and never reappeared.

At that time, when she heard this story, the girl said that the story was very interesting, because she knew that it was a fairy tale, a folklore, and it was impossible to realize, and no one in this world could use a flute to control mice, let alone use a flute to manipulate the children of the city.

Now the boy in white has taken everyone's souls away with his singing.

The girl was afraid that the boy in white was also a piper, and that he would take his brother away and disappear from him, never to be found again.

"Anfia, little Anfia, don't be afraid!"

The girl wiped away her tears and cheered herself up, she couldn't let anyone take her brother away.

Anfia climbed out of bed and quietly walked out of the room, the corridor was empty, there was a dead silence, the bell was gone, the singing was gone, the boy in white and the team that had just passed by the door were gone, and her brother was gone.

The cold wind blew through the hall, and the girl was wearing thin pajamas, and she shivered, and she turned her head to look, the corridor was dark, there was no light, and the doors on both sides of the corridor were all opened.

All the children here followed the boy in white except her.

Anfia took a deep breath and turned to chase after her bare feet, she was going to get her brother back.