Ouyang's father said a little impatiently: "Maybe they didn't close the door properly"

"Counting the downstairs gate, there are four doors." Ouyang.

"Okay, it's just a coincidence, don't think about it!" Ouyang's father also hardened.

Ouyang closed his mouth.

"Okay, okay, so many things are smiling today, you can rest early, wash and sleep." Ouyang's mother played a round game.

Ouyang didn't answer, went directly into the bedroom, and closed the door.

Wu Chenxi followed in.

I saw Ouyang sitting on the ground against the door, his hands clutching his arms, and his body trembling slightly.

"It's all because of me," Ouyang's voice squeezed out of his throat.

Her eyes were unfocused, her head resting on the door.

Wu Chenxi squatted in front of Ouyang and kept repeating the same words: "Xiaoxiao, you listen to me, it has nothing to do with you." Your aunt and grandmother are leaving on their own, she went to see your aunt and grandfather, and they are together, really. Laugh, listen to me. You hear my voice begging you, listen to me, it's none of your business. Xiaoxiao, did you hear that? ”

Ouyang's eyes moved.

Wu Chenxi was pleasantly surprised.

However, after Ouyang's eyes moved, the focus of his gaze did not stop at Wu Chenxi's face, but moved to Wu Chenxi's back.

Wu Chenxi turned his head and saw Ouyang's table, where there were a lot of things on it.

Wu Chenxi looked at the table, and then looked at Ouyang. She wanted to know what Ouyang was looking at.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you want to do?"

She asked, her own gaze slowly shifting from searching to steasing.

She and I chuckled at the same time.

Wu Chenxi hurriedly said to Ouyang: "Xiaoxiao, don't scare me!" ”

Ouyang held the door with his hand, stood up, raised his foot through Wu Chenxi's body, and walked to the table. Her outstretched hand grasped the utility knife in the pen holder.

"Laugh!" Wu Chenxi hurriedly pounced, but his body passed through Ouyang's body.

"Laugh and laugh! Laugh and laugh! Laugh and laugh! Why, why can't I touch it! Why the people! Aunt Ouyang, uncle! Someone! Anyone can! Someone! Wu Chenxi shouted, waving his arms, but he always slashed over Ouyang's body and the utility knife.

Ouyang's thumb pushed, and the blade protruded from the plastic shell. Her hand trembled, and she moved the knife toward her neck.

"Don't! Laugh and laugh! Wu Chenxi shouted like crazy.

My heart was pounding and pounding.

I held back my strength, I wanted to break free, I wanted to reach out and grab Ouyang, but what I felt was still Wu Chenxi's movements.

Wu Chenxi's hand passed through Ouyang's hand again.

Ouyang closed his eyes and pressed down with the hand holding the utility knife. The blade pressed against the flesh on her neck, but it didn't cut through the skin.

This kind of utility knife for a few dollars is not sharp, and this one in Ouyang's hand looks like it has been used for a long time.

Wu Chenxi and I almost stopped breathing and recovered.

Wu Chenxi exhaled heavily, and said tremblingly: "Don't be stupid, smile." Laugh and laugh, you put it down and put it down"

Ouyang still couldn't hear her. Her eyes were still closed, her body trembling, and her arms moving slightly.

"Don't, smile, don't" Wu Chenxi kept shedding tears, tears welled up in his eyes, and disappeared. Her vision was sometimes clear, sometimes blurry.

As Ouyang's arm moved, the utility knife opened a cut in her neck.

Wu Chenxi almost collapsed.

I could see clearly that the opening was not deep. After all, the edge of this utility knife is blunt.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Ouyang was not a frenzied pervert, then it was impossible for her to commit suicide with such a knife. It is impossible for a normal person to use such a blunt knife to keep scratching the same wound.

There was only Wu Chenxi's cry in the room.

She fell to her knees, crying and trying to pull Ouyang's pants, begging her not to continue hurting herself.

Boom!

The utility knife passed through Wu Chenxi's hand and fell to the ground, and there was a little blood stained on the blade.

Wu Chenxi raised his head.

Ouyang looked down at the utility knife, his fingers touched the wound on his neck, and suddenly showed a smile, "Sure enough, it's not a suicide, it's not a suicide, how can this knife have so much blood?"

Ouyang's tears fell down and fell on Wu Chenxi's face.

The tears of the two seemed to mix together, passing through Wu Chenxi's body, and finally leaving a drop of water on the floor.

"Xixi, I'm sorry I killed your aunt and grandmother" Ouyang bit his lip, the corner of his mouth was bitten by her, and blood came out, "What should I do?" Xixi, what should I do? Woo"

She rubbed her eyes vigorously and gasped.

"Xiaoxiao, don't think about it." Wu Chenxi stood up and wanted to hug Ouyang in fear.

Ouyang put down his hand, but he still couldn't see Wu Chenxi. She turned her head to look out the window.

Wu Chenxi took a step forward and blocked in front of Ouyang, "Smile!" ”

Ouyang raised his foot and passed through Wu Chenxi's ghost.

I was anxious and angry.

is also a suicide, the difference between Ouyang and her aunt is too great.

I can accept that the old lady calmly chooses to die, but it is impossible to watch Ouyang this girl rashly choose to end her life because of this misunderstanding and self-blame!

Ouyang!

"Laugh!"

I shouted with Wu Chenxi.

I heard two voices, not the shouts of me and Wu Chenxi, but the shouts of Wu Chenxi and the sound of the door opening.

For a moment, I felt a chill down my spine.

I know something is coming in!

Wu Chenxi's voice stopped abruptly and froze in place.

Even Ouyang, who had already walked towards the window, couldn't help but stop.

She looked at the bedroom door with some blankness.

"Run, hurry up, smile" Wu Chenxi's eyes widened, and he struggled to squeeze a few words out of his throat.

I can already feel what that thing is!

That stone spirit!

It is the stone spirit of the tourmaline stone!

It was even more terrifying than what I felt when I was at school the first two days.

That thing

Wu Chenxi's teeth began to tremble, and his body trembled.

Knock, knock, knock, knock

Strange footsteps gradually approached the bedroom from the outside.

Ouyang turned around and looked at the door suspiciously.

Click!

The doorknob is twisted.

"Mom?" Ouyang asked, his tone very hesitant.

Squeak

The door was slowly pushed open.

Wu Chenxi's breathing and heartbeat were rapid, and his eyes stared at the door without blinking.

The first thing that came to her eye was a hand.

It was a strange hand, made of stones. The stones are like knuckles, strangely connected together.

The color of the stone is a little brilliant, like a beautiful nightlight lamp, and like a vessel with fireflies, and there is a light source in it that turns on and off.

As the door opened, something outside the door came in, and its full picture also appeared in Wu Chenxi's field of vision.

If the object's hands were still basically human, its body would be a large rock, without a head, only a stone as its body, and its body would be connected to the limbs that were spliced together by the stones.

There were many cracks of varying shades on the large stone, and some deep marks in the middle seemed to be the eyes of this thing. Those eyes were crooked, giving people the impression of being full of malice.

Wu Chenxi grew his mouth, and he needed to work hard to breathe normally.

The stone spirit turned his body and let his eyes meet Wu Chenxi.

Wu Chenxi's gasping as if he was about to die stopped.

Her heart was beating harder.

The big stone was also glowing, probably because of its larger size, and it had a larger light source inside.

I can see clearly that the light sources are people huddled together!

The light source seemed to be pushed by a force, wriggling inside the stone, changing its position.

As a result, Wu Chenxi's face was pushed out of a pile of glowing human bodies.

That frightened face of Wu Chenxi when she was dying was probably the same as her current expression.