Zhao Yuan is a girl who loves to travel, after graduating from college and working, Zhao Yuan has a good income, at this time, a sentence keeps circulating on the Internet, calling for a trip that is said to go.

Zhao Yuan was moved by this sentence, and on a calm afternoon, Zhao Yuan submitted her resignation, the content of her resignation was very simple, that is, she wanted to go out and see, and she wanted to walk around, and the leader felt that such a person did not want to, and did not do much to retain.

So, Zhao Yuan embarked on the road of tourism very smoothly, compared to some green mountains and green waters, Zhao Yuan prefers rural towns, she feels that such a place is particularly poetic, very suitable for herself.

After taking the train for nearly a day, I finally arrived at the resort in my heart, a quiet country town, not so much quiet as being poor with few people, Zhao Yuan felt very tired after taking the train for a day, and thought about finding a shop to settle down first, and it was better to have that kind of farmhouse for rent.

I didn't walk a few steps to find a hotel that I was satisfied with, with a very simple red and black letter written hotel, a bungalow, there are 6 rooms in it, each room is not big, there is no separate bathroom, only public, but the price is cheap, and it meets the conditions of Zhao Yuan's heart close to the country road, so he stayed.

That night, Zhao Yuan put things away, went to the water platform in the yard, and planned to wash up and sleep, at this time he met the owner of the hotel, the boss surnamed Lin, the boss looks to be over 65 years old, the whole person has no spirit, the body is very heavy alcohol, people don't like to talk much, when I saw Zhao Yuan, I said a sentence: "It's not early, go back to bed early after washing, and light a candle if you are afraid of the dark, candles and matches are on the coffee table." ”

Zhao Yuan nodded and agreed, she was not afraid of the dark, but was afraid of this boss, at this time Zhao Yuan realized that the whole hotel was only herself, and the lights in the other rooms were not turned on, after washing Zhao Yuan returned to the room, closed the door, and put a chair on it, and then went to the bed to lie down and play with the mobile phone, but due to network problems, it didn't take long to sleep after playing.

In her sleep, Zhao Yuan came to this place again, this road, this hotel, this room, everything seemed to be repeated, but Zhao Yuan didn't realize it, she repeated all the things she did today in her dream, and when she lay on the bed again, she heard the sound of carving something from the wall, Zhao Yuan sat up, motionless and listened to where the sound came from, sure that it was from the wall behind the head of the bed, Zhao Yuan put her ears on it, the sound was very rhythmic, and it was repeated regularly, Zhao Yuan turned on the light and wanted to go out to see, but pressed the switch but there was no response, helpless, Zhao Yuan could only take out the candle and light it with a match, after the candle was lit, the sound seemed to stop.

Zhao Yuan felt that it might be a coincidence, so he poured the candle on the table, and then glued the candle on the table and fixed it, and lay on the bed to prepare for sleep, at this time there was a sound, like drawing with a pencil on a piece of thin paper, the sound was closer than just now, it felt like it was next to his bedside, Zhao Yuan slowly turned his head to the right with fear, Zhao Yuan saw a little boy with his back to him, sitting on a stool, holding a pencil on it as if he was drawing something, Feeling 8.9 years old, because it was a dream, although Zhao Yuan was afraid, he still sat up, did not wear shoes, stood up and walked over slowly, walked behind the little boy to see what he was drawing, Zhao Yuan saw the little boy draw a portrait of a little boy, in the portrait, the little boy was in tears, pouting, as if he had been greatly wronged, but his eyes were staring at himself.

Zhao Yuan was very scared, but because of the dream, Zhao Yuan plucked up the courage to say, "Little brother, little brother? The little boy didn't look back, motionless, Zhao Yuan stretched out his right hand and patted the little boy's shoulder, the little boy didn't move, Zhao Yuan stretched out his right hand and shook the little boy's shoulder, the little boy began to look back, the little boy had no eyes, the place of the eyes were two black holes, black liquid flowed out of the black holes, and there was already dried black liquid on both sides of the cheeks, which had formed a crystal, and was covered by the liquid left again.

Zhao Yuan was very frightened and stepped back, covering his mouth with his hand, but he smelled a strong fishy smell, and woke up with a stinky, Zhao Yuan found that his hands, body, and feet were full of black blood, and there was more and more black blood, and he began to drown the soles of his feet, Zhao Yuan was afraid, and began to pick up what he could catch in his hands and throw it out, pillows, quilts, and then saw candles, and when he got the candle, the little boy was motionless, and then took the other end of the pencil and began to carve words on the dirt wall, engraved "I have drawn, I've drawn, I've drawn, I've drawn, I've drawn. ”

Zhao Yuan then understood what the voice he heard was, Zhao Yuan didn't dare to move because he was afraid, the little boy pointed to the candle at this time, as if he wanted to, Zhao Yuan took out a match, to light the candle, the moment the candle was lit, Zhao Yuan woke up, it turned out to be a dream, but the candle on the coffee table next to him had been burned, and he still had a candle and a box of matches in his hand.

Zhao Yuan was very scared, looked at the phone, after about four hours, Zhao Yuan This is the first time to use a candle, I don't know how long the candle burns, when I was hesitating, the sound of carving things on the wall came again, Zhao Yuan didn't dare to look, but didn't dare to move, this time it was not a dream, Zhao Yuan was much more scared than just now, plucked up courage, lit a candle, at this time the sound stopped, Zhao Yuan took a deep breath, stood up and looked around, the position where the little boy painted in the dream just now attracted Zhao Yuan's attention, Zhao Yuan walked over and stepped on the cement floor with her feet, as if there was no difference, went back to the bed and lifted the quilt, intending to continue sleeping, but remembering the scene just now and didn't dare to sleep, she lit another candle out of fear.

It was close to two o'clock when Zhao Yuan finished playing with her mobile phone in bed, slept for four hours, lit a candle, and when the candle burned halfway, it was dawn, Zhao Yuan walked out listlessly, washed her face on the water platform in the yard, and thought back to this night, did she wake up? Zhao Yuan asked such a question.

When he was in a daze, the boss also came over, looked at Zhao Yuan and said, "I got up early." Zhao Yuan didn't reply, and after a while, Zhao Yuan looked at the boss and said, "Boss, can you change a room for me?" ”

The boss frowned, and his eyes looked to the lower left corner, as if to avoid something, and said, "There are people in the other rooms." ”

Zhao Yuan was full of question marks, obviously there was no one, why did she say this, so she asked puzzledly: "The other rooms were obviously empty last night, and the lights were not on, who came this morning?" ”

The boss shook his head and said: "Yesterday before you, a group of young people who looked a little younger than you came, they asked for the other rooms here, and then paid for it, put the luggage, and went out together, and said that they were going out to camp at night, and they wanted me to go with me, and I had no way to open a store, so I pushed it, and I should be back soon." ”

Zhao Yuan sighed disappointed when she heard the news, went back to the room to pack up her things and planned to leave, she was afraid that she would not be able to sleep for a long time after sleeping for another night, after packing up her things, Zhao Yuan came out and told the boss how much it cost to use three candles, and the boss said that the candles are used casually, no money, you go.

Zhao Yuan said goodbye to the boss and left, walked a distance and arrived at a hotel, this hotel is relatively on the right track, each room has a separate bathroom, as well as computer TV air conditioning equipment, it is also a lot clean, the price will naturally be more expensive, but when the price is known, Zhao Yuan is still a little surprised, because the price is more than double the previous one.

But after all, the environment is here, Zhao Yuan didn't think much about it and paid to live, after arriving at the room, Zhao Yuan put down the luggage, touched his pocket, and found that the mobile phone could not be found, so he decided to open the suitcase to see, after opening the suitcase, Zhao Yuan squatted on the ground in fear, and there was a portrait of the boy in the suitcase, and the little boy in the portrait stared at himself, his face was full of grievances, his mouth was blocked, and his face was covered with tears.

At this time, the proprietress of this hotel happened to come over with a kettle to deliver hot water, and after opening the door, she saw Zhao Yuan, who was squatting on the ground in a panic, put the kettle down and quickly came over to help Zhao Yuan and asked what was wrong? Zhao Yuan didn't speak, stunned and pointed to the suitcase, the proprietress looked at Zhao Yuan's hand, stood up and walked over, looked at the painting of the suitcase, didn't speak, picked up the painting and walked out, Zhao Yuan saw the proprietress take the painting out, then slowly returned to the bed, more than 20 minutes passed, the proprietress came back, the proprietress was like the confidant sister in those TV stations, came to sit down and took Zhao Yuan's hand and said with a smile: "Did you go to Lao Lin's hotel before you came?" Zhao Yuan then remembered that the owner of the previous inn was surnamed Lin, and Zhao Yuan nodded.

The proprietress said: "It's okay, Lao Lin is very good, he doesn't have any bad intentions, he just loves to drink, and he may make a little joke with you when he is drunk, don't take it too seriously, it's fine, don't worry." ”

Zhao Yuan thought that she would feel better when she heard these words, but Zhao Yuan suddenly remembered her experience last night and couldn't help but tell the process from beginning to end. The proprietress didn't want to mention it again, but Zhao Yuan insisted on wanting to know, but there was no way, the proprietress began to tell Zhao Yuan what was going on...

"That incident is a long time ago, before Lao Lin was young and other young people in the village were the same, went to the city to work, made some money and came back after the village committee arranged a marriage for him to marry, Lao Lin's daughter-in-law looks average, but since she was a child, she wants to be a painter, but after all, our rural places are old-fashioned, I feel impossible, and she doesn't paint very well, her family often quarrels because of this matter, let her go to work and don't go, paint all day long, the painting is not good, and she can't make money, What can you do if you can't eat or drink, don't you say? ”

Zhao Yuan didn't speak, just nodded, and waited for the proprietress to continue...

Later, this is not a man and a woman, Lao Lin and her are together, the two are very good to get married, Lao Lin has no requirements, the daughter-in-law does not work and does not make money and does not say anything, but there has been gossip on the street, now Lao Lin's mother-in-law is not happy, so she went to the house to find it, let them have a child, save others from gossiping, the two of them are also obedient, and gave birth to a boy in the second year, but the child is born, this will use all kinds of money, especially the child's mother, he has to train him to become a painter, Lao Lin went to work in the city again, his daughter-in-law took the child at home, sent him to school and school, and found a teacher to teach him to paint, but a few boys are willing to paint, he is the same as other people's children, he likes to run out, go out to play, at first it's fine, and then he doesn't want to, he is strict, beating children has become a common thing, Lao Lin in order to make more money, there is no chance to go home in the city, four or five years back has become a common thing, many children in the village do not know Lao Lin. ”

The proprietress sighed when she said this, took a sip of water, and then continued to start talking....

Later, the teacher assigned the homework for self-portraits, but the painting always did not meet the standards of the mother's heart, so he began to scold the child again, and the child was locked up, and the child was not given food if the painting was not good, and the child cried and cried, and the neighbors came to persuade it was useless, and some villagers really couldn't stand it and called the child's grandfather and grandmother over, and the grandfather and grandfather were angry after knowing it, and beat and scolded the mother. and turned out all the things that happened to the child's mother when she was a child, and scolded her for ruining her life, do you want to ruin the child? I also said a lot of ugly words, a lot of angry words, when the mother released the child out on the same day, but every night the child was thrown into the warehouse to paint himself, there was no light in the warehouse, only candles, tables, stools, mirrors, pencils, and a lot of paper, the child kept drawing, but the child painted more and more strange day by day, at first it was expressionless, then it became a grievance, and then it became crying, when the mother didn't know if it was stimulated, when she heard the news, she said that she was crazy, and I had just married at that time, I don't know if that's the case, but I've heard about it. ”

"What about the child's grandparents? Don't have any relatives at home? Zhao Yuan couldn't help but interrupt the proprietress 's words.

The proprietress shook her head and sighed and said, "It's good to have, Lao Lin's mother died when she gave birth to him, and Lao Lin's father also died when he was 14." The child's grandparents also have a boy, the boy got married later, and the family was busy with this matter, so he didn't care much about his daughter, after all, the daughter got married and had her own family, but I didn't expect my daughter to go crazy because of this. ”

"And what happened to the kid?" Zhao Yuan frowned and looked at the proprietress and asked, with some anxiety and sadness in her tone.

"The child is gone, he is walking in that warehouse, and when he goes, the warehouse is full of self-portraits of children, just like the one you just saw, pouting, his face is full of tears, his eyes are as if he is staring at himself, the walls are full of words, all of them say that I finished painting, I finished painting, I finished painting, and there are many traces of candles, some of the candles are used on the table, and they are burned and flow down from the table like the red waterfall frozen, which makes people feel more eerie, alas, I don't know if it's true or not, I heard that when the child left, his eyes were gone, poor child. ”

Zhao Yuan was very sad to hear it, and her tears never stopped, but she also felt that her whole body was creepy, and all her hairs stood up, she stabilized her emotions and said, "Is the child about 8.9 years old?" After hearing this, the proprietress looked at Zhao Yuan with wide eyes and nodded slowly.

Zhao Yuan's forehead, palms, and soles of her feet began to break out in cold sweat, and then she looked at the proprietress and said, "It's true, the child's eyes are indeed gone..."

The proprietress and Zhao Yuan looked at each other speechless, the proprietress just stood up and signaled to leave, Zhao Yuan stretched out her hand to hold the proprietress hand, and asked with a crying voice: "Why doesn't Boss Lin care?" ”

The proprietress sat down again and said helplessly: "Lao Lin doesn't care, he is very tired of working outside in order to make the child and his wife live better, there was no mobile phone in those days, and it was not easy to make a call, how did he know how to go, the village committee finally managed to contact him, and told him that his wife was crazy and asked him to come home." When he returned, he found that his wife was no longer at home, no one knew where he had gone, and the child had died in the warehouse... Since then he has not been there, and then this place has been developed into a tourist area for some reason, these rivers, these forests, these fields, in our eyes seem to be very ordinary things, suddenly began to be popular, the village committee encouraged us to decorate the extra house or room to do the hotel, we began to do it, Lao Lin did not want to do it, the village talked to him and he started to do the hotel, and then he drank all day, but he never played drunk, so he had no opinion on him, I don't know if these things are true or false, Anyway, it's all said that some people say that Lao Lin killed his wife and children by himself, and some people say that his wife ran away with others with her children, and the family is afraid that they will lose face and say that their wife is crazy and their children are starved to death, who knows what is going on. ”

Zhao Yuan shook his head and said, "No, the child was not brought, the child is still there, candles, pencils, drawing paper, and a wall full of engraved words." ”

The proprietress asked puzzledly, "How do you know?" ”

Zhao Yuan's eyes widened, just like the little boy in the painting, staring at the proprietress and saying, "I saw it." ”