Chapter Twenty-Three: The Moth Attack

In the south, on the eve of a sweltering and irritable rainstorm. In front of the window of a small room of less than 80 square meters in the family building of the Municipal Party Committee compound www.biquge.info the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, Cheng Ling was trying to squeeze out the boredom in his heart and sat seriously on every exercise. Now that the college entrance examination is less than 20 days away, she has to strive for every bit of time to do more questions and consolidate the knowledge she has learned, and strive to give full play to the college entrance examination and achieve excellent results to get into the ideal university.

Although she lives in the compound of the municipal party committee, she is the only child of an ordinary family. She didn't have the same good background as the rest of the family compound, so she had to work her own way out of the irritating city.

There was still not a hint of wind outside the window, and the street lights in the yard were already on. The shabby fan didn't bring a cool breeze to the stuffy room, and the rattling sound really made it hard to calm down and do anything.

Abandon all the troubles in my heart, hold the pen and look down at the problem that has not been solved for a long time, the more I look at it, the more annoyed I look, the more I look at it, the more chaotic it becomes, and I don't know what this problem means in the end?

sighed, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and put them on the table, supported his pointed chin on the table with his hands on the table in a daze, his thoughts were inexplicably pulled into the distance, and muttered to himself: "Why did Yu Qingwen die?" ”

It was still very hot, and the chirping in the trees outside the window did not stop because of the arrival of night. This is the downtown area of Zhanguang City, there is no starlit night sky in a remote rural area, but you can't feel the hustle and bustle of the city.

"Is he hating me? Am I being too stubborn? Cheng Ling looked at the strange night sky outside the window and thought blankly, suddenly felt an itch in her neck, and then felt a reptile crawl along her collar to her shoulder.

It is a moth, and such a reptile must appear before the heavy rains in the middle of summer in the south. She quickly slapped the moth around her neck with her hand and threw it on the trash can at her feet. Then use a paper towel to wipe off the traces left by the moth's corpse, it has a kind of pink caterpillar-like thing on it, which always feels weird if not wiped off.

She's seen a lot of this thing, and she didn't make a fuss. She stood up and tried to close the window screen to stop the hateful mosquitoes from flying in, only to find that countless moths on the table, on the table legs, and on the ground were crawling densely on her elbow slippers, and the pink slippers turned yellow-brown at some point, and the moths on the shoes were not ten thousand but eight thousand.

She was so frightened that she screamed "ah", and hurriedly slapped her hands and feet to shake out the moths on her body, and she didn't know how many moths' bodies were trampled to death, a lot of trampled corpses flowed out of sticky liquid, and it looked like a room full of caterpillars was even more terrifying.

She had never seen such a dense number of moths, nor had she ever seen such a dense crawl towards her, and she had always flown around and occasionally come to her. Today's events are very abnormal, abnormal she suspects that there is a ghost in the room, looks around with panicked eyes, and finds that the whole room is densely packed with this hateful bug at some point.

She hadn't noticed a moth on the wall in front of her when she stood up just now, but the next moment it suddenly appeared, this disgusting and strange phenomenon made her no longer able to restrain the fear in her heart, and ran to the door with a loud scream, she wanted to quickly escape from this terrible place.

As she ran, countless moths slammed into her, making her feel as disgusting as there were countless caterpillars crawling on her face, neck, arms, and ankles.

She slapped these disgusting and horrible things with her hands, and ran towards the door with difficulty, and finally opened the door, but she heard a "buzz" sound, and ten times the moths in the denser room in the living room pounced into the room.

The instantaneous momentum made Cheng Ling stand unsteady and fall behind her, the pain in her body was secondary, what made her unacceptable was that the liquid squeezed out of the corpses of countless moths stuck to her body, making her feel itchy all over her body, as if there were countless caterpillars crawling around her. She wanted to die disgustingly, but she couldn't die inexplicably like this, she knew that Yu Qingwen's slut would come to find her, whether he was dead or not.

Got up in pain, the moths all over the world pounced on her, she didn't know where to go for a while, and suddenly saw something shining on the bedside table, the light seemed to have magical power, no matter how dense the moths in the room were, there was no one in the bright light.

Cheng Ling ran towards the bright light, and found that the place where the bright light came out was actually a crystal necklace that Yu Qingwen had given him before. She didn't dare to let her father know that she was in love, and she never wore this chain on her body, but she didn't expect that the things bought by this treasure for dozens of dollars actually had the effect of preventing mosquitoes and repelling mosquitoes, and the real thing was cheap and beautiful.

I didn't have time to advertise a certain treasure, and after wearing the necklace, the crystal on the necklace flashed a few times, and the itchy and disgusting feeling on my body just now was gone, in exchange for a warm Shutai. Then I saw that the crystal suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the moths that filled the room suddenly disappeared like a puff of smoke, and even the corpses that were originally piled up on the ground were missing, which was very magical.

Cheng Ling was stunned for a moment, put the heart-shaped crystal in the palm of his hand with his hand, and asked, "Yu Qingwen, is it you?" Isn't it you? You said you would come to see me even if you died, why haven't you come to see me yet? ”

The heart-shaped crystal seemed to have telepathy, emitting a soft light, and it was very beautiful to see when it came to light and disappear. Cheng Ling saw things and people, and crystal tears instantly flowed out of his big eyes: "I knew the news of your death and secretly ran to see you for the last time, but your wife didn't let me, I waited at your door for seven days, and I never found a chance to see you." No, you can't blame your wife for this, it's me who is too cheap and fell in love with you, a slut. I don't know how I left, I don't know where you were buried, I didn't try to put a stick of incense in front of the grave, am I useless? ”

The crystal didn't glow softly this time, but suddenly left the palm of his hand, pulling her and flying out of the door. Cheng Ling only remembered that there were moths in his room at this time, and the house must be like this, otherwise there would not be so many moths rushing into the room when he opened the door just now.

She hurriedly rushed out of the room and found that there were more moths in the hall, not to mention that she wanted to see if there were people in the hall, even a few centimeters in front of her. The moth was like a pile of grain in a warehouse, dense and without a single gap.