(Cat flutter Chinese) "You lie, I'm going to ask your heart!"

The little girl, with a childish voice unique to this age, put a pair of pale little hands on my chest and murmured, "Uncle is not good, Huanhuan doesn't like you!" ”

"Ahh

A tingling sensation came, I screamed in pain, a flower in front of my eyes, and the scene changed again, there was no little girl joy, and there was no murmuring.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ryoko sat up from the bed and asked suspiciously.

Zhang Mo did the same, looking at me with a puzzled gaze, and Gray Sun and Rhubarb also cast their eyes on, waiting for my answer.

"Dreaming?"

I wasn't sure that the scene just now didn't feel like a dream, it was too real.

I lifted my clothes and exposed my chest, which was white and clean without any traces.

"I dreamed of Huanhuan just now!"

After a long hesitation, I told the dream.

Zhang Mo walked over and put her hand on my chest, her hand was very cold, like ice cubes, I was stimulated and shivered, and I got goosebumps on my body.

Zhang Mo took his hand away, shook his head and said, "No problem, the Gu seed is normal!" ”

"Just now?" I looked at Zhang Mo inquiringly, but I still couldn't let go of that dream.

"It should be a ghost Gu!"

Zhang Mo frowned, also a little uncertain.

"Hey!"

I sighed and lay straight on the bed, staring at the ceiling above me in a daze, but I remembered something.

Whether it was a dream or a hallucination, I'm not sure, but the feeling was the same as the last time I fell into the path of the evil boy.

"Brother, I'm going to pee, are you going to go?" Ryoko put on her shoes and went to the ground and asked me.

"Let's do it together!" I thought about it and said.

There is no bathroom in the house, there is a public restroom on the far right of the second floor, and our room is located on the left, almost 30 meters away.

The hallway was an ordinary concrete floor, and the lights were dim bulbs, which were voice-activated and turned on and off as we walked to the right.

"Brother, do you want to smoke?"

Before turning into the bathroom, Ryoko handed over a cigarette.

"With the fire, right?" I asked.

"Definitely brought it!"

Ryoko took out the lighter, turned on the fire and handed it over.

I leaned over and took a puff through the fire, and the orange flame lit up on the cigarette butt, and a puff of smoke dispersed, and a faint cry came from my ears.

I breathed out a puff of smoke rings, and I listened to it, not like a cry, but like a dying moan, so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"There seems to be movement!" Ryoko put away the lighter and set her sights on the bathroom. ¥ Aichi Literature ~! Fastest update

I reached out and pushed the door open, and walked into the house, and outside was a long pool, above which were four faucets, one of which seemed to be unscrewed, and a drop of water condensed at the mouth of the faucet, and the moment I looked past, it dripped down and fell into the pool with a dripping sound.

I looked away, cast my eyes inside, and walked in with Ryoko one after the other.

There were three squatting positions inside, the doors were closed, and the sound of crying and moaning came from the innermost squatting position.

Ryoko and I came to the squatting position, and after glancing at each other, Ryoko stretched out her hand and was about to pull the door, I felt out a talisman and was ready to start.

After silently counting three counts, Ryoko slammed the door open, and a strong smell of blood came out, and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl collapsed inside, with a pool of black-red blood under her.

The girl's hair was long and messy, wet and scattered, covering half of her face, her exposed lips were white, and her nose twitched from time to time and made a nasal sound.

Looking down at her face, my brow furrowed, and her stomach bulged, as if she was carrying a small watermelon, and she still didn't squirm.

"She's pregnant and about to give birth!"

I reacted immediately and immediately pulled out my phone to call 120.

"Brother, she's a ghost!"

Ryoko grabbed my hand and pulled me back, black and red blood spilling out.

I was a little stunned for a while, yes, she was a ghost, not a person, why didn't I recognize it, as if I was going to call the police?

"Uncle, I'm so uncomfortable!"

At this moment, a familiar childish voice came from the girl's body.

"Sun Jiaqi, come out!"

I snorted, and it was obvious that this was done by the guy surnamed Sun.

"Uncle!"

Huanhuan's voice sounded again, the girl's stomach made a tearing sound, her belly was torn by a pair of small hands, and a little face full of blood came out of the girl's belly, it was Huanhuan.

"Uncle, she's not a mother!"

Huanhuan crawled out of the girl's belly, tilted her head, and said pitifully, staring at me with big dark eyes, and asked, "Uncle, do you know where Mom went?" ”

"Let's go!"

Ryoko didn't say a word, dragging me back.

Huanhuan crawled in the black and red bloodstains, and her big black eyes were covered with another layer of mist, "Uncle, my mother doesn't want me, don't you want me either?" ”

Every time she said a word, my heart trembled, as if I was being choked by a pair of invisible hands, very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Huanhuan was still crawling outward, I couldn't help but follow Liangzi backwards, and when I retreated to the pool, I found that the faucet was unscrewed at some point, and the scarlet blood was flowing, and the pool was dyed blood.

Dragged out of the bathroom, the lights suddenly went out, and the entire corridor was pitch black.

Ryoko stomped his foot, the light didn't come on, but he didn't care, still dragging me to the other end of the hallway.

The distance of thirty meters, not long, not short, if you walk normally, but more than ten seconds, as long as you arrive at the door of the room, everything is easy to say.

"Have you seen my students?"

After walking about fifteen meters and reaching the stairs, a man suddenly rushed out and asked anxiously.

"See your mother!"

Ryoko didn't even think about it, and punched it.

The man was knocked over with a punch and rolled down the stairs, and the lights came on.

The man stopped halfway on the first floor, he got up from the ground, blood oozing from his white shirt and expanding.

He looked down at his stomach and stretched out his hand to stop the blood, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it, the blood flowed more and more, and a crack suddenly appeared in his shirt, as if someone had slashed it with a knife.

His shirt and skin were all torn, and his internal organs were gushing out with blood, and he hurriedly shoved them back, looking at me and Ryoko in panic, shouting, "Help me, I'm going to die!" ”

Ryoko didn't say a word, pulled me and continued walking.

"Uncle!"

Behind me, Huanhuan's voice sounded again, and I glanced back, Huanhuan was holding on to the wall, staggering, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

My mind was still a little foggy, and I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say, and I couldn't figure out if I was dreaming or if it was all hallucination.

In a daze, I saw a pair of bloody hands sticking out of the bathroom, grabbing the wall, and dragging myself out, it was the little girl of twelve or thirteen.

There was a madness in her eyes, and her wet hair was scattered on the ground, leaving a line of blood if she didn't take a step forward.

Her goal didn't seem to be the little girl Huanhuan, but just crawling forward with difficulty.

At the same time, at the staircase, the middle-aged man staggered up, holding his stomach, twisted his head to the left, and saw the little girl of twelve or thirteen.

"Flowers!"

When he saw the little girl, he smiled and walked over to the little girl by holding on to the wall.

The little girl was still crawling forward, stretching out her hand to the middle-aged man with difficulty, her lips squirming, as if she wanted to say something.

The middle-aged man smiled brightly, he didn't care about the injuries on his body at all, when he passed Huanhuan, he bent down, scooped Huanhuan up, held it in his arms, and muttered, "This is my daughter!" ”

After speaking, he quickened his pace, stumbled a few times, came to the little girl, scooped up the little girl, hugged her to his chest, and said, "Our family of three is reunited!" ”

I was dumbfounded, the man looked like he was in his thirties, but he was holding a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl and a child who had just crawled out of the belly of the little girl and said that they were a family of three, which was a bit ruined.

"Reunited!"

The little girl muttered and leaned her head against the man, and Huanhuan also said at the same time, "Who are you?" Is it Daddy? ”

In the immature children's voice, the figures of the three gradually merged.

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