The elder sister fell asleep in the room, Angel opened the glass door of the living room, stood under the eaves, the moonlight illuminated the yard, and a children's bicycle was parked on the turf.

My sister didn't throw it away, which means she was thinking about the child.

On the opposite side is the site of the burned house, the building has been removed, and the foundation is covered with vines and plants, although the ground is covered with grass, but the soil there is darker than the surrounding area, and the traces of the fire can be faintly seen.

A year has passed, the scene of the parting between the bloody man and the lover is still deeply imprinted in Angel's mind, and the words that the bloody man said to her husband before he passed away made her fall into deep thought, what is the most memorable and nostalgic thing about a person's life?

The iron door slammed open, and Kai Ming walked into the front yard to see Angel standing in the light of the eaves. A small black striped tank top with white shorts made her limbs look more slender, and the round neck opening accentuated the curves of her breasts.

He stray from the main path and walked on the turf. Angel noticed that he was gradually walking into the light, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and he didn't have time to retract his thoughts.

"Angel, why are you here?" he walked up two steps and confronted her.

"I'm ......," she felt her head fail, "my sister is drunk, and you're not there, so I'll come over to help." ”

Finally found a decent reason. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if she was forced to be in a hurry, she might leak out about the complaint against him. God, she struggled all night before she mustered up the courage to come to the door, on the one hand, she was worried that telling the story would make the two of them break up, and on the other hand, she was afraid that her sister would be taken advantage of by Jiang Yan if she was kept in the dark.

Unexpectedly, my sister didn't fight hard, but she was depressed. Alas, this little sister-in-law deserves to be miserable.

"She's in the house?"

Angel nodded, "I just fell asleep." ”

He opened the glass door and wanted to go in to see his wife.

"Wait. Angel stopped him, "In the past year, my sister has relied on alcohol to get around, please pay more attention to her and let her get rid of her habit of drinking." ”

"I see. ”

"Also, stay away from that Jiang Yan. ”

Kai Ming was stunned, "Anqi, I have nothing to do with her, it's just the relationship between my boss and my subordinates." ”

"You should tell your sister about that. Angel turned and descended the steps, stepping on the lawn towards the door.

Her back disappeared outside the iron door, Kai Ming retracted his gaze, walked into the house, gently pushed the door open, An Yi lay on his side on the bed, his face flushed, his breathing messy and heavy.

He pulled up the quilt, wrapped it around her shoulders, and sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about how to end it.

He only wanted to come back and find a way to achieve perfection, but he ended up falling back into his old life, being troubled by tedious things every day, making him feel that he was getting farther and farther away from his state of perfection.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and he came back to his senses and got up to open the door.

Outside the door stood a man in his forties, in a straight suit, with short, neat hair, and a bouquet of red roses in his hand.

"Who are you looking for?" asked Keming.

"My name is Mike, and I'm Anyi's boss. ”

"I'm sorry, she can't see you right now. Kemin stopped the man who was about to enter the house and did not let him disturb his wife's rest.

"Who are you?

"She's asleep, and it's inconvenient to see you. ”

"I said, who are you, why are you in her house?"

It seems that this guy treats him as an outsider.

"I am An Yi's husband. ”

He was stunned, "I don't believe it, her husband disappeared a year ago, where did the husband come from?"

Mike pushed Keemin away and walked into the living room, where there was no one inside, and his footsteps stopped in front of a wedding photo.

He turned around and asked, "You're the one who has a bad heart?"

"Whatever you want, but please leave at once. ”

Mike looked at the man who was half a head taller than him, and smiled, "You ran back because you couldn't get along outside, right?"

"You like her?"

Mike shrugged, "Who doesn't like a beautiful woman like An Yi." ”

Kemin pointed to Mike's hand and said, "What's the matter with this ring?"

"OK, I have to admit that I'm still in a business marriage, but that doesn't stop me from pursuing comfort. ”

"She promised you. ”

"Not yet. ”

"Fuck off. ”

Mike put the flowers on the table, crossed his waist and said to Cumming, "Maybe I can give you a sum of money to get you out." ”

Kaiming didn't talk nonsense to him, pulled his clothes and walked to the door.

"Hey, my clothes are very expensive, you can't afford to pay for them, let it go, tell you, I've practiced boxing for three years, and I advise you not to mess with me. Mike's warning didn't help, so he took a stand and punched Chemin in the face.

Kemin straightened his head again, looking at him with a blank face.

He clenched his trembling fists, "I've said it all...... You brought it on yourself. As soon as the words fell, a fist hit him in the chin, and his body involuntarily spun in circles, snapping, and the whole person was pressed against the wall.

He touched his crooked chin, turned around and said, "It's not a problem to solve by force, maybe we can make a pot of green tea and sit down and talk slowly." ”

Cumming punched him again, and Mike was knocked to the ground.

"Throwing a towel in a boxing match is a signal to prohibit offense. Mike pulled out a white handkerchief from his trouser pocket and threw it on the ground, but he couldn't stop the fist from smashing at him, "Okay, that's what it means to throw in the towel, I'll throw in the towel." Oh, stop. ”

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I had a headache, and it took me a while before I remembered that my name was Anyi.

Pushing away the quilt covering him, he stabbed his feet into his slippers and staggered out of the bedroom, where his husband lay on the sofa. She was standing next to the wall, her eyes fixed on the sleeping man.

Suddenly feeling nauseous, she stumbled to the toilet, lifted the toilet lid, and poured continuously. I was no longer able to support my body and sat on the floor of the toilet.

She tilted her head, accidentally touched a paper ball, pulled out a tissue, wiped the corners of her mouth, and looked up at the man who handed the paper ball.

"Are you better?"

She didn't have time to answer, the gastric juice was rising, and when she vomited, he was helping to smooth her back.

Alcohol brings a brief moment of intoxication, followed by heart-wrenching pain.

She vomited all the gastric juice and returned to the living room with her husband's support, resting against the sofa.

"Kaiming, do you remember the two people on the other side?"

He frowned, "What's wrong?"

An Yi closed his eyes and said, "I heard the residents here say that they committed suicide because they killed people and skinned them, and you were once suspected of being a murderer. ”

He nodded, "The reason why I didn't tell you was because I was afraid that you would worry." ”

"Really?" An Yi stared at him and said, "Maybe you have a weak heart, but the murderers are actually you, and they are just substitutes for the ghosts." ”

Kaiming's eyes sank, "Seriously, I can't figure it out until now. ”

"I've heard from others that that woman has a problem with trembling hands, and it is impossible to peel off a human skin completely, how could she become a murderer?"

"Maybe it's because I cast a black spell in the detention center. Kaiming replied, "At that time, I was afraid that I would kill someone, and I wanted to use the power of the gold necklace to get rid of the trapped mirror." ”

An Yi twisted her husband's clothes, "So you let them take the blame for you and die unjustly." ”

"This couple is not a good kind either, they almost did it to Angel. "Angel has heard the resurrected bloody man say that the woman buried the body in the backyard, and she has nothing to do with the murder. ”

"Can you guarantee that it wasn't the Black Spell that changed reality?"

Kemin shook his head, "I can't promise it. ”

The two fell silent, An Yi covered her sore head, Kai Ming came to check the situation, but she pushed her away.

"When this happens, you walk away and become that metal monster to evade responsibility. ”

"An Yi ......" Kai Ming had nothing to say, it wasn't for this reason that he ran away in the first place, but now it's useless to explain, if humans are convinced of something, they won't listen to any objections.

He had nothing to argue with, waited for his wife to fall asleep, and covered her with a quilt.

He didn't care what was the truth and what was the illusion, he just sat there and waited for it to come.

The morning light shines through the glass and falls on the floor, An Yi wakes up and looks at the clock on the wall, it is not yet six o'clock, and her husband is sleeping on another sofa.

She walked barefoot to the glass door, and there was a film hanging on the shelf where she usually dries, she didn't remember such a thing in the house, she pulled the door open, reached over, and opened the film as tall as a person, and there was a tattoo on it.

If you look closely, there are fine hairs on the film, and when you touch the wet back with your fingertips, you turn the film over, and the back is bright red.

She took two steps back, her eyes widening, "This is ......"

A cool breeze blew, the membrane opened head-on, and the outline of limbs and body was completely revealed in front of her eyes, a male human skin.

An Yi sat slumped under the eaves, who was he and why was he skinned and hung here?

She calmed down and saw roses scattered across the yard.

She walked down the steps, along the flowers, and finally stopped under the ginkgo tree. The flowers were gone, and the turf was pitted, as if it had been dug up and hastily laid back.

Bend down and pull it lightly, and the turf is lifted.

Angel took a deep breath and brushed away the black mud with her bare hands, and at a depth of about three centimeters, a bloody hand was revealed. The skin on the hands is gone, and the muscle fibers are clearly visible.

There was a black purse in the mud, and Angel held it in her hand, and pulled out a body card in the mezzanine, an American-style, Asian face, with a name in English on it: Mike Hu.

The siren whistled in a low voice, and Kaiming woke up on the couch, his wife was not in the living room, and outside the glass door, a human skin was waving in the wind.

He left the couch barefoot, his face against the glass, and rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.

At this moment, the iron gate outside opened, and the policemen in blue uniforms walked into the courtyard.

"What the hell is going on?" Cumin muttered to himself.

Outside, the human skin swayed, and the demon who killed and skinned himself returned.