It's a pity that the next day, Wu Qingqing felt that her neck was very uncomfortable, and the red silk scarf was not tied tightly, why did it hurt so much? Wu Qingqing didn't have time to think about it so much, so she quickly put on and washed up, put on her clothes and went to work.

After getting off work, I don't know why, anyway, when I was wandering outside, since the wind blew my neck hurt, as if there was an ulcer on my neck, it hurt so much that it was unclear, Wu Qingqing touched his neck repeatedly, there was no problem, and I found a good girlfriend to take a look, and there was nothing on my neck.

"Is it your red silk scarf that strangled your neck, maybe you tie it every day, and then, inadvertently, your neck is tighter and tighter. Otherwise, it's your psychological effect. The girlfriend seemed to understand and explained to Wu Qingqing.

Wu Qingqing felt that her best friend's explanation was very vague and even a little funny, because the red silk scarf was an object, and it was impossible to tighten it tighter, so she didn't continue to talk about the topic of silk scarves with her best friend.

At night, Wu Qingqing dragged her tired body home, she felt that her neck was really uncomfortable, so she took off the red silk scarf and went to the bathroom mirror to look at it, sure enough, there were two small holes, and they were slightly red and swollen. It seemed that there was really a problem, so she lowered her head and repeatedly checked the red silk scarf, but found nothing wrong. When she looked up in the mirror again, the two red, swollen holes in her neck had disappeared, and even the discomfort in her neck had disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

She didn't understand why? Just now, I obviously felt that my neck was itchy and painful, and there were indeed traces of redness and swelling, could it be that I was too tired and hallucinated?

Wu Qingqing blamed everything on being too tired, and didn't delve into the truth, she didn't notice at all that this light red silk scarf was a little more red, but it wasn't too obvious.

Later, Wu Qingqing still went to work and play normally, she went to many places, all of them were shopping malls, Wanda Plaza, Loctite Mall, and Vientiane International Shopping Center in Shihou City......

But she didn't pay attention, the red silk scarf tied around her neck turned red little by little, the red was a little darker than before, and her physical condition was also getting worse. By the time Wu Qingqing returned to her apartment, she collapsed.

Seeing that her condition was getting worse and worse, her girlfriend suggested that she go to the hospital to check what was going on in her body, but the results of the examination showed that she had no problems, but her qi and blood were very weak, and the red blood cell content in her body was surprisingly low, which was close to the dangerous threshold.

On this day, Wu Qingqing didn't go to work, took a shower early, and then fell asleep on the bed, so that she didn't even look in the mirror, and she didn't notice anything abnormal, maybe her body was too weak. Compared to the previous day, her physical condition was even worse, and the silk scarf that was tied around her neck every day was even redder, about to turn crimson.

On this night, Wu Qingqing had a strange dream, probably her subconscious was waking her up and saving her, in the dream she felt that there was a centipede about an inch long lying on her neck, making him breathless, at the same time, the centipede was still greedily sucking her blood, the centipede's body was getting redder and redder, and Wu Qingqing's face was getting whiter and whiter, without a little ruddy color.

Wu Qingqing was awakened by a nightmare, when she woke up, the sky was already cloudy, after being awakened by this terrible and real nightmare, Wu Qingqing couldn't sleep anymore, she sat on the bed and looked out of the window blankly, relieved her tense nerves, and finally relieved herself, not so nervous, but when she touched her neck, she was frightened.

That's because the thin silk scarf was still tied around her neck, and it was wrapped very tightly, which made her very uncomfortable, until this moment, she resisted her beloved silk scarf, quickly untied it, and threw it out, when the soft silk scarf swirled and fell in the air, she saw that the red silk scarf that was originally light red had become a dark red color, and that red was not like ordinary pigment dyed red, but more like blood dyed red......

Wu Qingqing stared at this terrible red silk scarf for a long time, and then said to himself: "Don't be afraid, you must be too tired, I forgot to take off the red silk scarf when I went to bed at night, so I had the nightmare just now." ”

She comforted herself, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was wrong, because she remembered that she had obviously taken off the red silk scarf last night and put it on the bedside table, how could it be tied around her neck?

Then, she denied herself: "No, I must have worn it around my neck, otherwise how could I wake up with a red silk scarf around my neck." However, I obviously ......"

Wu Qingqing collapsed, because she was not sure if she had taken off the red silk scarf before going to bed, but she preferred that the red silk scarf be taken off by her.

If this is really the case, it will be even more terrifying, can the red silk scarf come to Wu Qingqing's neck even longer, and wrap itself around Wu Qingqing's neck?

For this red silk scarf, Wu Qingqing's attitude of resistance turned into fear, and her bloodshot eyes explained all this. Moreover, she was very sure that the color of this red silk scarf had turned red, at first it was only a light red, but now it was too red to be red, and it was still turning red day by day.

Why are silk scarves so red? This question bothered Wu Qingqing and made it difficult for her to sleep.

She felt that this silk scarf was strange, so she dressed herself, put the red silk scarf in a bag, and immediately returned to the clothing store, where she had only one purpose, and that was to return this daunting silk scarf!

When I arrived at the clothing store, I saw the female clerk with a good figure again, and when I heard Wu Qingqing say that she wanted to return it, she asked: "This red silk scarf is so good, why should I return it?" There is no quality problem! ”

"No quality issues? When I first bought it, this red silk scarf was light red, and now, you see, the color of the silk scarf is so red now? Wu Qingqing came with emotions, because since she bought this red silk scarf, her physical condition has become worse and worse, and she still has nightmares from time to time, so she spoke unceremoniously.

"However, I saw that this silk scarf is fine, there is no quality problem, so how can I return it to you? Isn't that embarrassing me? The female clerk looked embarrassed, and it was obvious that she was unwilling to return the goods.

"Forget it, I can't tell you clearly, anyway, you have to return it for me, you don't know how uncomfortable I feel after I wear this silk scarf. If you don't give it back, if you don't give it back, I'll find your boss. ”

As soon as Wu Qingqing finished speaking, Pineoni walked over, and when he saw Wu Qingqing, he said with a pleasant face: "You can return it, since this silk scarf, Miss, you are so uncomfortable to wear, then you should return it, after all, customers come first!" ”

The female clerk didn't understand very much, and said: "Boss, the quality of the clothes in our store is of the highest quality, and this is the first time that it has been returned!" Do you really want to return it? ”

"Well, since people think our things are not good, let's return them to others. But ah, once you use something, it will recognize you, not that you don't want it. With that, Pineoni turned back to the red exhibition hall.

Wu Qingqing, who was left with a puzzled face, asked the female clerk, "What does your boss mean by this?" ”

"Hey, our boss is this virtue, since his wife died, he is nervous, not very normal! Okay, the boss has spoken, I'll return it for you. ”

After the female clerk finished speaking, she accepted the red silk scarf, returned it to Wu Qingqing in a slippery manner, and returned the money to Wu Qingqing a lot.

After the return was successful, Wu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly left the store, and permanently blacked out this clothing store called Red True Color in her heart, because this red silk scarf caused her a great psychological burden, so she also decided not to bring any silk scarves in the future, even warm scarves.

When she returned home, she looked at her neck again, it was already much better, and even her complexion had changed, becoming ruddy and shiny, not to mention how happy she was.

That night, she invited her best friend out for a good meal, and then said that she was completely better, and her best friend was happy for her, and praised her for her good looks.

After eating, the two of them went shopping until late, and when Wu Qingqing returned home, it was late at night, so he quickly took off his clothes, took a shower happily, and fell asleep on the bed.

At night, Wu Qingqing slept very deeply, very fragrant, I thought that she would sleep until dawn, who knows, falling asleep, she was awakened by a strange movement.

Wu Qingqing, who was awakened, sat up suddenly, her upper body was straight, she always felt that something was wrong, and looked at the clock, it was three o'clock in the morning, and at this time, most people were still dating Zhou Gong in their dreams.

She broke out in a cold sweat, but she just couldn't speak, and she always felt that something was squirming in her room, which made people very scared.

In an instant, she saw a flash of red flashing in front of her, Wu Qingqing was frightened, she had already had a psychological shadow of red, both afraid and afraid......

Suddenly, a terrible voice came, "Why is the silk scarf so red?" ”

Wu Qingqing was so frightened that she couldn't speak.

At this time, the red silk scarf that had been withdrawn floated up and floated in front of her, and the terrible voice came out again, "Because, the silk scarf is dyed red with blood." ”

The red silk scarf she had tied around her neck floated towards her, and before she could react, it was wrapped around her neck, no matter how hard Wu Qingqing tried, she couldn't untie it, she only felt that there were many arches of her feet grabbing her neck, and no matter how hard she tried, it was in vain.

Then, Wu Qingqing fainted.