"I said you, hey, your game is too dangerous, I don't know how to say you're good. It's to tell you, pay more attention to yourself, hang up first. After He Dawei finished speaking, he hurriedly hung up the phone, Zhang Hao seemed to hear He Xiaowei calling him, it is estimated that He Dawei didn't want his sister to know that he was a whistleblower, so he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Zhang Hao slowly put down his mobile phone, feeling cold all over his body, and his mind was indeed like a mess. In the past few days, I haven't figured out why Qi Youlin suddenly disappeared, but now I feel that it can be completely explained.

The call Qi Youlin received may have been made by Luo Xiao! Only in this way can we explain why Tong Qi Youlin suddenly left without caring about anything! If this is really the case, then Luo Xiao must know where Qi Youlin is now!

Zhang Hao was taken aback, if the above assumptions were true, then Luo Xiao must have known his relationship with Qi Youlin! But why didn't she say it? Why didn't she say that she also went to Lijiang? Why pretend you don't know anything?

Zhang Hao felt that his body was getting colder and colder, as if he was in a biting ice cave.

Subconsciously turned around and looked in the direction of the bedroom, Zhang Hao suddenly found that there seemed to be a faint figure in the window. He and Luo Xiao's bedroom is on the second floor, and they can be clearly seen in this canopy, but now that it is dark, and the bedroom is not lit, it is not very clear. However, the more unclear it was, the more it made Zhang Hao's heart furious, Luo Xiao ...... What did she know and what did she do?

Zhang Hao felt that some things seemed to have exceeded his original estimate, and he obviously didn't know enough about Luo Xiao's situation at the moment. Zhang Hao couldn't help but think of the signature on the painting again, Luo Xiao wrote her name as 'Luo You', does it have anything to do with these confusing things that are happening now?

Zhang Hao wandered in the flower canopy for more than half an hour before returning to the house, and returned to the bedroom in a nervous mood, and saw Luo Xiao lying on his side on the bed, with his back to him, and the quilt covered his shoulders and seemed to be sleeping soundly. Zhang Hao subconsciously looked at the window, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, maybe he was just thinking too much, after all, she is now a seriously ill patient, even if she does something unreasonable, it is forgivable.

However, it should be a fact that she went to Lijiang, and it is impossible for He Dawei to joke about this kind of thing, so she has to ask clearly. But it doesn't seem to be suitable now, so let's wait until tomorrow to go to the hospital first and see what Wang Yanfei says. Zhang Hao faintly felt that what Wang Yanfei wanted to talk to him alone was probably related to these strange things that Luo Xiao had done.

went to bed lightly, Zhang Hao's mind was full of chaos, and he was in no mood to do anything else, so he simply went to bed early. He didn't know that Luo Xiao was actually not sleeping at this moment, but was looking straight ahead with his eyes wide open.

Waiting for Zhang Hao to let out an even snoring, Luo Xiao sat up gently, looked at Zhang Hao, who was already asleep, sighed softly, and got out of bed without turning on the light.

I went downstairs to the studio and sat quietly on a chair, looking at the baby portrait on the wall. Now that it is autumn, there is a slight coolness in the room, Luo Xiao, who is only wearing light pajamas, feels a little cold, and can't help but hug his arms, suddenly seems to feel something, looks down at his hands, straightened, clenched his fists, straightened, clenched his fists.

"I, is it me, or ......" Luo Xiao's gaze fell on the portrait, to be precise, on the word 'Luo You' in the lower right corner of the portrait. Because of this inexplicable portrait, she had a big quarrel with Zhang Hao, and even until this morning, she decided that this painting was painted by Zhang Hao.

But now she is not sure, Luo Xiao, although this name is only one word different from her name, she feels very unfamiliar, but in the strangeness, she vaguely feels a little familiar. It seems that I have seen it somewhere other than this painting.

Suddenly, Luo Xiao hurriedly got up and walked to the cabinet in the corner of the house, there was a box in the cabinet, and the box contained all the textbooks that Luo Xiao had used when he was in school before, elementary school, junior high school, and high school. And her name is basically written in those books.

Luo Xiao remembered one thing, she seemed to have always misspelled her name since elementary school, and the word 'Luo' was not missed, the mistake was on the word 'Xiao'. At this moment, Luo Xiao had a faint guess in her heart, and she had to confirm it.

All the textbooks were taken out, and Luo Xiao looked through them one by one, of course, she only read the names she had written, so it didn't take long to read all the names in the textbooks. To her surprise, nearly one-third of the textbooks had traces of change in the word 'Xiao'!

Luo Xiao vaguely remembers that when she writes the word 'Xiao', she often forgets the 'bamboo prefix' on it, and directly writes down half of the 'You', and this 'Yu' is not the first half of the 'You' character!?

"All the time...... She has been ...... Luo Xiao sat on the ground like she had lost her soul and was fluted for a long time. It turns out that there is really another 'person' in my body, no, in my mind, and it has been there for a long, long time, and has been influencing ...... Or rather, interfere with yourself!

Luo Xiao suddenly began to knock on his head: "You...... Walk! Walk! I am myself, I am no one else! "The harder I knocked, the harder I tapped, it seemed like I wanted to knock that 'she' out of my head. But she also knew that there was no point in doing so, and that it would only be herself who would be hurt.

"What to do...... What should I do......" Luo Xiao grabbed his hair in pain, helpless and afraid. Suddenly, he knocked down something next to him, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a lamp.

Ultraviolet lamps? Luo Xiao was a little strange, who put this lamp here, it should have been in the cabinet. Turning on the ultraviolet lamp casually, a few drops of bright red color suddenly lit up on the ground, which is a special pigment that can only be shown under ultraviolet radiation, Luo Xiao remembers that he used this paint to paint, but he was very careful every time, and never spilled it on the ground.

Following the drops of paint, Luo Xiao's gaze was finally directed to the painting on the wall—the painting that had become a hellish ghost baby!

Luo Xiao finally couldn't help screaming, the lamp in his hand fell to the ground, broke, and the light went out. A picture flashed quickly in her mind, it was Qi Youlin's frightened face, and just like the 'hell ghost baby' on the wall, lying on the ground silently, blood soaked her originally white gauze skirt.

"Young ...... Lynn, I, what did I do? ”