They don't love their children, and they are just tools to satisfy their desire for control.

The new family seems to be happy, but in fact, the children are controlled from head to toe, hairstyle, weight, and clothing, all in the palm of their hands.

The door panel of Xu Chen's room was removed, and the wall connecting to his parents' master bedroom was also opened

Li Xiaojuan held the one-year-old baby, cried despite the child's crying, and stuffed the bottle into the mouth of the baby who had already eaten.

Just because the milk powder says that it can improve intelligence.

They are going to make him their possessions, their private possessions.

The weather outside the window is exceptionally sunny, just like Li Xiaojuan's mood at the moment, as if she has foreseen a bright future, and their future must be full of sunshine.

She stood on the balcony, her face couldn't hide her joy, she would definitely raise this son to be an obedient and good child!

She stared at the cloudless sky, and suddenly a cloud floated in her field of vision, and the dark clouds in the distance pressed the border, and the dark clouds came galloping, and the dark clouds covered the sun in just a few seconds.

The rumbling thunder resounded in the sky, and the dark clouds covered all the light, Li Xiaojuan's intuition was wrong, but she would be consistent with a logic in her dreams.

She turned on the light, and the surroundings lit up.

The windows were not closed, and the thunderstorm first sent a fluttering breeze, and then blew away the paper used for childcare on the table.

Li Xiaojuan went over to close the window.

The wind was howling and roaring, and the next second it broke through the window and rolled over the swaddling clothes in its arms.

She turned around, and the scene in front of her made her hands and feet cold.

Xu Chen stood in mid-air, half of his pale face hidden in the darkness, he was wearing the clothes he wore before he died, his body was stained with soil, and he seemed to have crawled out of the grave!

An indescribable force tugged at him, twisting him into strange shapes, and he grabbed his youngest son's neck, smiling.

Li Xiaojuan couldn't remember how long he hadn't laughed, she didn't feel relaxed, but felt that there was a mountain pressing on her chest and she couldn't breathe.

"Give me back my son!"

Her son is now her only straw, and she can count on this only son for her future retirement.

"Xu Chen" twisted his neck, his smile became deeper and deeper, and he raised his hand and threw the body into Li Xiaojuan's arms.

The wind was still roaring, he was coming against the wind, his smile tinged with bloodlust, his heartless palm clasped around her neck, he was still laughing, and he let go of her every time she felt like she was going to die.

Li Xiaojuan greedily grabbed the air, and she finally realized.

The son has turned into a terrible thing and has come to her for revenge!

Hmmm-

She woke up from her dream, staring blankly at the ceiling, it was a dream, but the death in the dream was so real, she was about to get up and drink water.

There was a sudden sound of rustling next to her, and in the next second, her feet were grabbed by a cold hand!

As soon as her ankles tightened, the palm of her hand that grabbed her foot suddenly exerted force, and her whole body was dragged under the bed, the bed was on and off the table, and her back hit the ground with a dull sound.

Pain swept through the body, and the screams of the woman in the next room reached her ears, and her door was closed!!

She clearly remembered that the door was opened!

For a while, all kinds of conspiracy theories came to mind, Xu Chen did it on purpose, first scaring her in a dream and making her have a nervous breakdown, even if she didn't trigger the death rule, he would still try his best to create a chance for her to die!

He hates her!

I can't let her die!

Sure enough, he was right when he died, this kind of white-eyed wolf can't be raised even when he dies!

Li Xiaojuan hated and thought that if she hadn't been able to beat Xu Chen now, she might have strangled him.

She still doesn't feel that she is wrong, they will not be wrong, and her parents will never be wrong.

Two identical faces came around on both sides, with no expression or emotion, and they grabbed her neck like Xu Chen in a dream.

Another man pinched her cheeks and forced her to open her mouth and poured a bottle of medicine into her mouth.

……

……

On the other side, classrooms.

The night was hazy, and there seemed to be a layer of fog in the air, and the fog gradually thickened, enveloping the eighteenth floor.

Wisps of mist crept through open windows and doors and into classrooms.

By the time the parents who were studying hard found that they had been shrouded in fog for a minute, the fog had swallowed up their figures, and they could not see their fingers, let alone identify the exercises.

They were forced to look up, and they were left alone.

There was a "ding" sound, and the voice belonging to the clock chiming sounded at the front: "It's eleven o'clock." ”

Tao Xingxing's voice followed: "Class." ”

The players didn't dare to move, they didn't know what was going on, and someone shouted in a trembling voice: "Is there anyone? ”

"Yes." Those in front of him responded weakly.

Speaking during breaks did not trigger the death condition, so they had the courage to talk.

Some people ask what to do, some people don't speak, and some people say wait and see.

"What else do you want, hurry back to the dormitory! The rule is that there is only ten minutes to wash up, and although I don't know what's in the fog, I will definitely die because I didn't study here! ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of tables and chairs moving and walking sounded all around.

The fog in the hallway was not as good as in the classroom, and the fog was clearly forcing them out.

If Su Nian knew what they were thinking, he would definitely have to retort: I'm here to get horror points faster!

Players congregate in hallways, with most players tending to work together as a group.

They walked through the hallways, down the stairs, and some were terrified to keep talking about them.

The babbling was incessant, and the player at the front shouted angrily: "Shut up! ”

"Who are you telling to shut up?" The players who kept talking were immediately dissatisfied, everyone was the same age, and some people really regarded themselves as leaders.

"Don't make a noise, look up."

Players with the guts looked up: "What are you looking at?" There's nothing. ”

"Look at the wall."

The man moved his gaze to the wall, where a blue piece of paper could be seen in the mist.

He leaned in and saw the words on the paper.

It reads: 18L

"What's the matter, I feel like I've been gone for a long time, why are I still on the eighteenth floor!"

"No, we did go downstairs, but we had to go back to the eighteenth floor."

"What's going on...... Help, I don't want to die, you guys have to think of a way. ”

They had to overturn the previous idea that the fog was urging them to leave, which clearly didn't want them to go downstairs!

Someone suggested: "Let's go down one level and see if we've been wandering around the eighteenth floor." ”

The leader shook his head: "No need, I've already made it clear, no matter how many floors we go down, we will eventually return to the eighteenth floor." ”

"So what do we do? Eighteenth Floor ...... It can't be the eighteenth layer of hell! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, just pretend to be a ghost."

"Let's go, go back to the classroom, maybe we need to find clues."

"But aren't we escape type copies......"

The leader said impatiently: "Then what do you say?" ”

The man stopped talking, and the leader stepped into the corridor first, and the night wind was cool, and the cold spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Made......

Before he could finish cursing, he paused at his feet and held his breath as he stared at the boy who was coming through the mist.

(End of chapter)