This ringtone turned out to be a recording of yourself???

Luo Xiao couldn't believe it, had I ever done such a thing? Why did you record such a sentence and set it as a ringtone?

"Hello? Shinoshino? Why don't you speak? Feed? On the other side of the phone, Qi Youlin fed several times in a row, but Luo Xiao did not respond, and her tone became a little anxious.

"Oh...... Youlin, what's the matter? Luo Xiao woke up like a dream, but he was obviously out of his mind.

Qi Youlin said strangely: "Me? Didn't you tell me to accompany you to the hospital today? You forgot? ”

"Oh, yes...... That's right, going to the hospital today. Luo Xiao then remembered that yesterday he had made an appointment with Qi Youlin to accompany him to the hospital today, and one of the results of yesterday's examination could not come out until today.

"Xiaoxiao, your voice is so strange, isn't it uncomfortable? Does it matter? Qi Youlin asked with concern, after getting along yesterday, Qi Youlin seemed to have untied some knots, but her words flickered not like yesterday.

"I'm fine, that ...... When are you coming, no, I'll go find you. Luo Xiao was frightened several times this morning, and now he doesn't want to stay at home at all.

made an appointment with Qi Youlin to meet at a location, Luo Xiao hung up the phone and hurriedly looked through the phone. She usually doesn't like to fiddle with these electronic products, and the mobile phone is only used to make calls, and she is not very familiar with many functions, and it took a long time to find out where the recording function is.

Flipping through the list of existing recordings, there is only one recording, the information is very detailed, the duration is only two seconds, and the recording time is around five o'clock this morning.

But shouldn't you be sleeping at five o'clock in the morning? I didn't have nightmares like yesterday today, and I didn't have a ghost pressing the bed, how could I get up and record such a paragraph inexplicably? Could it be that you have sleepwalking?

Luo Xiao felt that his head began to hurt again, and for some reason recently, it seemed that as long as he thought about these strange things, his head would hurt. It's as if there's always a strange will that's preventing me from thinking about those things.

Luo Xiao rubbed his temples vigorously, although it was a sunny morning, he felt that the room was unusually dull and silent, and he felt the horror of loneliness for the first time. Thinking of it again, he was frightened by his laughter, and even mistakenly thought that there was a woman in the room, Luo Xiao only felt that his heart was furious at the moment, and his mind was in turmoil, but he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Xiao muttered to himself, "There's nothing to be afraid of. It can be regarded as a kind of mental hint that Luo Xiao quickly changed his clothes, no longer did any makeup, and went out without makeup.

Downstairs, passing by the studio downstairs, Luo Xiao subconsciously glanced into the studio, took three steps forward, and suddenly paused, and slowly retreated back.

The door to the studio is not closed, but of course this door is usually closed. The easel was facing the doorway, and the unfinished painting was still hanging on the easel, and it had already been colored.

Although it is still not finished, it can already be clearly seen that it is a baby, still curled up and asleep, quiet as if sleeping in the mother's **.

But such a painting fell in Luo Xiao's eyes, but it once again shocked her heart, it was shocking!

Is this really painted by Zhang Hao? When did he draw it? Last night?

Didn't he fall asleep earlier than he had last night, and did he get up again later? But I didn't feel it at all?

Luo Xiao's breathing seemed to be uncontrollably rapid, and he always felt that there seemed to be some important information missing from it. Especially yesterday and the day before yesterday, both she and Zhang Hao seemed to have done something incomprehensible, but she was completely unimpressed.

The laughter in the morning, the recording of the mobile phone, and the picture that I don't know if it was painted by Zhang Hao, and even the inexplicable words that Zhang Hao said in her ear in the morning, coupled with the bottle of paint under the bed yesterday, all prove that something must have happened in this family that she did not see the process, but saw the result.

Luo Xiao faintly felt that there seemed to be only one main line missing, and he could string all these strange things together, and he could know what was going on.

At this moment, she wanted to go closer to see if the painting was from Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao has a talent for painting, and he has also studied it specially, and his painting style and brushwork are still very recognizable in Luo Xiao's eyes.

But Luo Xiao didn't enter the studio, everything that happened from yesterday to today was very strange, and she didn't want to find anything strange in that painting anymore. What she needs most now is to find someone to accompany her.

Walking out of the main entrance of the house as fast as he could, bathed in the bright morning sunshine, Luo Xiao took a deep breath of fresh air, and finally felt a little lighter, and even the headache seemed to be reduced a lot.

"Maybe it's really been too long to be alone." Luo Xiao looked back at his big house, although it was beautiful enough to make anyone envious, but if he stayed here alone all day, he would inevitably have some strange thoughts.

When she came to the garage, Luo Xiao wanted to drive by herself, but in the end she shook her head and gave up, not because she was not confident in her driving skills, but because the car accident half a year ago still left a shadow in her heart.

That time, it was she who drove the car by herself, and Zhang Hao sat in the back seat and took a nap because she was a little sleepy. was driving well, but was scratched by another car when overtaking, and Luo Xiao's car rolled off the roadbed out of control.

Luo Xiao's head was hit violently, with abrasions and contusions in many places, and he fell into a coma at that time. Fortunately, Zhang Hao sat in the back seat and was slightly injured, so an ambulance was called in time to take her to the hospital.

Since then, Luo Xiao has never driven a car by himself, although he has been cultivating for half a year, he still has resistance.

Fortunately, although this villa is on the outskirts of the city, there are many buses and taxis, so travel is not a problem.

Luo Xiao called a taxi, and soon arrived at the place where he had made an appointment with Qi Youlin, at the gate of the hospital.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you, your face is so bad?" As soon as she saw Luo Xiao, Qi Youlin was taken aback by her appearance, not because she was without makeup today, but because her face was really bad.

Luo Xiao shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night." ”

"Oh?" Qi Youlin suddenly became happy: "It's Zhang Hao...... Didn't let you sleep well? ”

Qi Youlin saw the painting at Luo Xiao's house yesterday, and came to the hospital with her, of course she knew what Luo Xiao was thinking about in the past two days. What's more, yesterday she bought dinner materials from the supermarket where she accompanied Luo Xiao.

Luo Xiao heard what she said, but she couldn't cry or laugh: "It's not what you think, I really didn't sleep well!" Hey, I'll talk to you later, and I'll go in with me first! ”