Chapter 365: The Same Nightmare
In the morning, Boss Luo went to tell his son to get up and go to school, shouted twice, but there was no response, so he ran to his son's bedroom, but there was no one inside.
He also muttered, could it be that he had gotten up yet?
Boss Luo couldn't help but sigh that his son had finally grown up, and he could get up without others telling him to get up.
So, Boss Luo hummed a little song and went to the bathroom to wash.
As a result, when he got inside, he found his son's head stuck in the toilet.
Is it uncomfortable to vomit?
Just when he asked his son what was going on, he found out that his son's body was already cold, and it was estimated that he had been dead for a while.
Boss Luo hugged his son and cried, crying for a long time before he remembered to call the police.
After investigation and evidence collection, no traces of homicide were found, and in the end, it could only be determined that it was an accidental death.
Boss Luo naturally couldn't accept this reality, and he vaguely guessed the reason.
Furious, hatred blinded his eyes, so, he carried a fruit knife and rushed into Sister Wang's lottery station.
The final result is also clear at a glance, Sister Wang died in the ambulance to the hospital because of excessive blood loss, and Boss Luo was also sent to prison for intentional homicide.
I really didn't expect that it would be this result in the end, and sometimes I was thinking, obviously some people made a mistake, why did the yin spirit vent its anger on the victim's child?
After all, the child is innocent.
Jiang Wenming told me that maybe this is fate, and some people deserve this catastrophe in their lives.
Actually, I'm also reflecting on myself, if I didn't care about this matter at the beginning, wouldn't Boss Luo's son have an accident? And Boss Luo won't go to prison because of this incident?
Jiang Wenming snorted: "You are really naΓ―ve, do you think that this matter has changed because of you?" β
I wondered, "Isn't it?" β
Jiang Wenming continued: "Don't forget what Boss Luo did before, if it weren't for him, Sister Wang would not have been killed so badly, blasphemy against ghosts and gods will definitely be punished, even if you don't help Sister Wang exorcise the yin spirit, when the time comes, he will have an accident, it's just a matter of time." β
After listening to Jiang Wenming's explanation, his mood was slightly better.
Time goes back to before Sister Wang's accident.
At that time, I also stayed at home for a while, and took advantage of the cheap air ticket to Xintai, so I returned to Xintai to continue my business.
I went straight to the rental apartment in Pattaya, and at night, after cleaning, I was tired and lay down in bed early. I don't know if it's because I'm tired from the journey, or what, I actually fell asleep while lying down, and I even dreamed.
I dreamed of a woman in a red dress, knocking on my door and telling me to open it, and I was distraught by the noise, and suddenly, I woke up.
I picked up my phone and looked at the time, it was only two o'clock in the morning.
I don't know why I had such a dream, went to the bathroom, came back and continued to sleep.
As soon as his head touched the pillow, someone suddenly knocked on the door hard, very similar to the situation in the dream.
Suddenly, I didn't feel sleepy, and cold sweat flowed down my back.
The heart said, it can't be such a coincidence, right?
I plucked up my courage and shouted outside, "Who? β
The knock on the door stopped abruptly.
Maybe it's a thief who knocks on the door to see if there's anyone in the house?
I got up again and drank a glass of water, then went back to the bedroom and went back to sleep.
Before I knew it, I was dreaming again.
This time, I didn't dream of anyone, but I dreamed of a voice, the voice of a woman, and she said, "Since you're at home, why don't you open the door for me?" β
Hearing these strange words, I suddenly came to my senses again.
It was at this time that the door was knocked hard again.
I was just about to use my voice to shout out the people outside, but it suddenly occurred to me that I had shouted just now, but it was useless.
I can't sleep anyway, so it's better to see who it is, I don't sleep at night, and I deliberately do things.
I rolled over and got out of bed again, and crept to the door, trying to see through the cat's eye on the door to see what was going on outside.
However, as soon as his eyes met the cat's eye, the knock on the door stopped abruptly, and the corridor outside was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
I said to myself, is it all a hallucination? Still dreaming?
To verify that I was dreaming, I pinched my thigh and found that it hurt.
It's a little strange, obviously I didn't dream, but why did I hallucinate?
I sighed helplessly, ready to take my eyes off the cat's eye, and at this time, the voice-activated light in the corridor actually turned on, and faintly, I could hear someone stepping on high heels and making a clicking sound.
I don't know why, my heart fluttered and I looked very nervous.
The voice got closer and closer, and soon, I saw a tall thin woman in a red dress and black high heels, walking up from the next step of the stairs.
The woman's hair was scattered, and she couldn't see her face clearly.
I looked at my phone, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, I don't know why this person came back so late?
When I looked at this woman through the cat's eyes again, I always felt a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.
Suddenly, I thought of the woman in my dream, isn't this the dress?
However, the woman did not stop at my door, let alone knock on my door.
Just as the woman was about to disappear from my sight, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the cat's eye on the door, just in time to meet my eyes.
Did I make some noise to let her know that there was someone behind the door?
So, I quickly flashed my body to the side.
After a few minutes, the voice-activated lights went out, and I looked out through the cat's eye again, and it was pitch black again.
The next morning, I woke up a little late.
When I went out for breakfast, I met Song Kong upstairs, he was a classmate with Lisa, he worked as a waiter on the Princess cruise ship in Pattaya, and he had bought tickets for the Princess show before, so the two of us knew each other.
Upstairs and downstairs, I will occasionally bump into it, but it is very early on a weekday.
Other times are hard to come by, especially on Saturdays and Sundays, and it's the peak time of travel and he's busiest.
I greeted him and casually asked him, why didn't he go to work today?
Song Kong looked a little tired, saying that he had a dream last night, and he always woke up, and now in this state, he couldn't go to work at all, so he took a day off and prepared to rest.
I smiled and said, "The two of us are really in the same disease, last night, I was also tormented by nightmares, dreaming of a woman in red clothes, kept knocking on my door, and said some inexplicable things. β
When I finished saying these words, I found that Song Kong was staring at me with big bull's eyes, looking at me with an incredible look, as if he had seen an evil ghost.