Chapter 7 Chapter 5: The Sound of the Music Snake Glides Through Her Heart

Sometimes Mei Ping's gaze is like a poisonous snake, sliding on the surface of my body, and also sliding through my heart.I dare not face her directly, as if I want to bow my head in front of her, her petite body seems to be taller than me.I know very well that there is indeed a magical power in her that I dare not face up to.Her arrogance has been cultivated over the years. The aristocratic atmosphere in her body is not pretended, but comes out from her bones.Even Zhang Wenbo seems to have this smell. Although he and I have become husband and wife, I still feel that there is something inaccessible to his body. There is still a difference between his appearance and his heart.I was born in poverty, and I have an inexplicable fear of her, and I have to envy the nobility exuding from her.

Although Mei Ping is very indifferent to me, I still hope that one day she can accept me, treat me as her daughter-in-law, and treat me as a member of this family!But my thinking is wrong.She is water, I am fire, how can fire and water be compatible?So it was a mistake for me to marry into their family! Mei Ping's elegant piano sound sometimes moved me inexplicably, and I would think, how good it would be if I could play the piano like her!If I can also play the piano, then I can communicate with her, get closer to her, and shorten the distance between us?I told Zhang Wenbo about this idea.Zhang Wenbo looked at me strangely.I don't know what to say in his eyes, maybe he is laughing at me for my childish and ridiculous idea.He didn't tell me what was going on in his heart, he left me alone to figure it out.But he is still willing to teach me to play the piano.

The first time Zhang Wenbo taught me to play the piano, Mei Ping objected. She did not stop me with radical words, but said coldly outside the piano room: "The ugly duckling is still an ugly duckling even if it is covered with peacock feathers! The manure picker is just wearing a royal robe and still smells like manure. !" Mei Ping's words made me immediately give up the idea of ​​learning the piano. I rushed out of the piano room, never wanting to step in!Maybe my fragile and sensitive heart proves that I will always be inferior in her eyes, and I will never be able to get along with her on an equal footing!I hate myself why I didn't persevere, show her, and be as elegant and mean as her!But I can't do it!From then on, as long as I heard the sound of the piano, I would feel very uncomfortable, especially the sound of Mei Ping's piano, it was a cruel mental torture for me!

To be honest, Mei Ping's temperament used to be so attractive to me.I'm even fascinated by the way he walks. She always walks in small steps lightly, and her upper body does not move. She must have undergone strict training. It is said that every lady has to be trained even to walk.During those days, whenever I went out of the house, I imitated her walking.I'm so used to it, I'm not used to the way she walks like that at all, and it makes people who know me very strange when I walk like that, even my colleagues laughed at me, saying that after I married into the Gu mansion, even the way I walked It has also changed.Mei Ping found out that I learned how to walk after Mei Ping. She said at dinner once: "Everyone has their own way to walk, and the way is different, so the way they walk is also different, just like a duck. And swans, how can they walk in the same way?" I was so ashamed at that time, I really wanted to find a hole in the ground and go down!

In fact, Mei Ping gradually became a snake in my eyes, a poisonous snake, an elegant poisonous snake.She would always spit snake letters at me, threatening me, dispelling my inner self-confidence, and arousing my hatred.She doesn't recognize me as her daughter-in-law at all, just like she doesn't recognize Zhang Wenling as her daughter. Ah Hua came to the garden alone, stood on the grass, and looked at the deep night sky, where some stars were shining.The sky in this city is not as pure and starry as the sky in her hometown.Listening to Zhang Wenling's sharp voice coming from the building, Ah Hua felt very bored.She really couldn't understand how this family could be so incompatible, each with their own ghosts.A'hua's heart strongly rejects Zhang Wenling's shrill voice, but A'hua has no ability to stop what happened in this family. She doesn't know it at all, and she herself is unknowingly involved in this family's terrible incident. among.At the beginning of this summer, so many things happened in this family. Ah Hua was standing on the grass in the garden, and something was quietly approaching her.

While Zhang Wenling was yelling sharply, Mei Ping also withdrew from the dining room and went upstairs alone to drink tea and watch TV.Zhang Molin also stood up and said to Zhang Wenling, "Wen Ling, you can go back." Zhang Wenling said: "Of course I want to go back. You thought I would stay in this dead home. Ever since I moved out, I never thought about coming back!" Zhang Molin shook his head and went back to the room.Under normal circumstances, he would not care about so many things. He knew his position in this family, and sometimes he was not as good as the little nanny Ah Hua.After Zhang Molin left, only Zhang Wenling and Zhang Wenbo were left.The pair of siblings usually have nothing to do with each other. Now, because of Zhang Xiaotiao, when they face each other, Zhang Wenling said, "I say you, Zhang Wenbo, are a bastard! Why can't you manage your own son! You are responsible for Xiaotiao's disappearance." Responsibility, you are the father. Do you understand, you are Zhang Xiaotiao's father! Do you know what the father eats? He is responsible for educating his son! Even if Xiaotiao's mother doesn't care about her son, you have no reason to do so! Xiaotiao he Why is Mom acting like this now? It’s not because of Mei Ping, an old witch. Look, she’s almost going crazy!”

Zhang Wenbo stood up: "Wen Ling, how can you say that about mother!" Zhang Wenling sneered and said, "Mom? Is she worthy of me calling her that? What have I gained from her? You are favored, of course you would say that!" Zhang Wenbo was a little annoyed, even though he knew that he was not Zhang Wenling's opponent when he quarreled, he still had something to say: "Don't forget, you were born by your mother!" Zhang Wenling said: "I was born by her? A joke! I was born by her and she will treat me so viciously? She will drive me out of the house? She will not give me a penny? What is the relationship between me and her?" Relationship? I don't think I'm her daughter at all!"

Zhang Wenbo felt that Zhang Wenling was becoming more and more unreasonable. He regretted calling her and telling her about Zhang Xiaotiao's disappearance. When he called her, she was playing mahjong, and Zhang Wenbo could hear it on the phone.If she had known this, she might as well let her play mahjong well, otherwise she would not have the heart to come back to this house and make trouble.Zhang Wenbo was startled, and said to Zhang Wenling: "Zhang Wenling, didn't you come here because of Xiaotiao's matter? We don't care about him anymore. If you have the ability, go find him now! I won't accompany you!"

Zhang Wenbo hurried upstairs. Zhang Wenling was left in the dining room by them, and after a moment of silence, she said angrily, "You are all fucking wolves!" Zhang Wenling flew up and kicked a chair down, and rushed out the door angrily. She yelled loudly as she walked, "Xiaotiao, you were born in the wrong birth. How did you end up in this inhuman family!" Ah Hua, who was standing on the grass in the garden, watched Zhang Wenling leave. She breathed a sigh of relief. She was about to lock the small door on the iron gate when she felt something cold slipping across her feet. She looked down. , screamed!What slid across her feet was a snake!How could there be snakes in this garden?A gust of wind blows over, and Ahua, who is still in shock, smells the strong fragrance of evening primrose. She knows that the strong fragrance of evening primrose comes from a corner of the garden, and that evening primrose is Mei Ping's treasure.

Zhang Molin heard Ah Hua's scream. He came to the window, opened the curtains, and looked into the garden, but he could no longer see Ah Hua.When Zhang Molin saw the camphor tree in the garden, he hurriedly closed the curtains. Zhang Molin sat on the mahogany chair, he opened the drawer, and saw the peeled, plump and shiny garlic.He reached out to the garlic, grabbed a few garlic heads and played with them on the palm of his hand.With his other hand stroking the plump and round garlic, he seemed to have a kind of pleasure, and there was a half-smile on his face.He whispered to himself: "It might be better to die!"

He put the garlic back in the drawer and closed the drawer gently. Zhang Molin picked up the thick book on the table and read it while lying on the bed. It was a book.He didn't know how many times he should read this book. Every time he read it, he became confused, and the more he read it, the more confused he became, as if this was not a book, but a muddled account, which was not clear after calculation.The more this is the case, the more Zhang Molin wants to read it, addicted to it like a drug addict, he always hopes that one day, the characters and details in the book and the hidden mysteries in the story will become clear and bright after he finishes reading.He also has less and less feeling for the piano.The old lady Mei Ping asked him to teach Xiao Tiao to play the piano, which was a mistake for her own children.His fingers became more and more stiff, and his playing of the piano became more and more disorganized and unfamiliar. Zhang Molin thought that one day he would completely forget about the piano and become a person who knew nothing about the piano.He would rather be like that, instead of being treated, he insisted on reading and exploring over and over again.Because he lost his due meaning as a former pianist. Zhang Molin opened the book, what happened today, the book was blurry, and there was always a face, a blurry face.Whose face is that? Is it a small jump?Is it Mei Ping's face when she was young?still-- Zhang Molin closed the book, his heart fluctuated. Where is Zhang Xiaotiao now? The face of Mei Ping when she was young has long since faded out of his mind, replaced by another face! Zhang Molin's stomach suddenly ached.He remembered that it was the face of his dead friend who had gone to the funeral, and the eyes that were closed and sunken in their sockets suddenly opened.There was a faint smile on his face.The old friend seemed to be standing in front of him, and said to him in a cold voice: "Old man, come with me! There is nothing to miss in this world. It is full of strife, deceit and abandonment. I will take you to a white to the world of the world, which is as clean as burnt soot!" Zhang Molin saw that he stretched out a dry brown hand towards him, he wanted to hold Zhang Molin's hand, Zhang Molin retreated to the corner of the bed: "Don't come here, don't come here!" The old friend said again: "What are you afraid of! Don't you feel that life is more terrifying than death? Old man, if you go with me, I will forget about the time you touched my wife's ass, haha, don't think that I have no idea!" Zhang Molin's face was ashen. He suddenly saw the hand extended by his old friend being slowly burned by a sudden flame. The fire burned from his hand to his whole body. Devour slowly.The old friend was quickly reduced to a heap of ashes, and nothing remained, as if a gust of wind had lifted up the soot-like ashes, and it was blown away in a short time without a trace.Zhang Molin's stomach was very uncomfortable, it seemed that there was a hard lump in it, and it was painful.Zhang Molin breathed heavily, and the air suddenly became thinner. Zhang Molin threw away the things in his hands, climbed out of the bed, came to the desk, and opened the drawer suddenly, he saw those peeled, plump, bright and panacea-like bulbs of garlic.He stretched out a trembling hand and grabbed a few bulbs of garlic, stuffing them into his mouth hastily. Zhang Molin chewed the garlic in big mouthfuls, with tears running down his face, his wrinkled face twisted.Zhang Molin endured the strong physical and mental stimulation brought about by the pungent garlic, and swallowed it gibberishly.At this time, he heard the beautiful and soothing sound of the piano, and his heart ached like a bee sting. It was Beethoven's "Moonlight", who played "Moonlight" this night, his mood was really so peaceful? After Ah Hua washed the dishes and tidied up the dining room, she returned to her room. Thinking of the snake, Ah Hua's heart was still pounding.Lying halfway on the bed, she stretched out her hand and touched the instep of her right foot where the snake had crawled, as if she felt a strange feeling. She didn't know why Mei Ping planted evening primrose in that corner of the garden.The bushy tuberose looked old.Maybe it was not Mei Ping who planted it, but Mei Ping really likes the clump of tuberose. In times of drought, Mei Ping would water it herself, and sometimes she would stand by the side of the tuberose and watch silently. willing to leave. When Ah Hua was in her hometown, she heard people say that the fragrance of the evening primrose attracts snakes.Snakes also seem to love the strong scent of tuberose.If it was at home, there would be evening primrose in Ah Hua's yard. If she was frightened by a snake crawling up her instep, Ah Hua would definitely plan out the evening primrose with a hoe. She has been in Chiban City for more than a year, and she has never heard of snakes appearing in anyone's house, which gave her many inexplicable imaginations.Ah Hua has been afraid of snakes since she was a child, and she would cramp all over when she saw a snake.Now, a snake appeared in the house where she was the nanny. Could Ah Hua not panic? Ah Hua suddenly thought, would the snake sneak into the building and stand in her room? Ah Hua quickly jumped up from the bed, stood there, and searched around.She stood for a while, then checked every corner of the house, and found nothing unusual before going to bed again.The weather was very stuffy, Ah Hua looked at the air conditioner on the wall, and reached for the remote control on the bedside table.She played with the remote control in her hand, thinking about what Mei Ping had said to her: "Ah Hua, if you feel hot when you sleep at night, turn on the air conditioner. It doesn't matter. Our family doesn't care about the electricity. It’s fine if you feel comfortable. When you come to our house, we don’t treat you as an outsider, and you also treat this place as your home. However, blowing too much air conditioner is not good for your health, so you should pay attention.” Ah Hua thought about what Mei Ping had said, pondered the subtext behind the words, she still put the remote control back on the bedside table.At this time, Ah Hua heard the sound of the piano from upstairs, and the sound of the piano slid across her heart like a snake. After Zhang Wenbo took a shower, he also heard the sound of the piano.He was attracted by "Moonlight Song", who is playing it? Mother Mei Ping used to like this piece very much and played it often, but she hasn't played this beautiful piece for a long time. "Moonlight Song" makes this old building even more silent, and the gently jumping notes are the spirits floating in this building. Zhang Wenbo went downstairs in his pajamas to the outside of the piano room, where his mother was playing the piano. Mei Ping's expression was very elegant and calm, and there was still that inadvertent and calm smile on her face. Zhang Wenbo let out a sigh of relief, turned and left, and went back to his bedroom upstairs. Zhang Wenbo pushed open the door, the bedroom was dark, why did Li Li turn off the light so early. He suddenly remembered something, he came to his son Zhang Xiaotiao's room, called "Xiaotiao" and pushed the room away, his son's room was also dark, he turned on the light, and there was no one in the room. There are still some things he played with on the bed, which retains some of his son's breath. Zhang Wenbo turned off the light, closed the door, returned to his bedroom, and turned on the light.Zhang Wenbo came to the bed. Li Li was wearing pajamas, lying sideways on that large bed. She occupied less than a third of the big bed. Li Li was asleep? Zhang Wenbo looked at Li Li with extremely complicated expressions on his face. He had a happy time with this woman who slept sideways, and what happened on this big bed no longer exists? Zhang Wenbo sighed softly.He originally wanted to go online after taking a shower, but at this moment he dismissed that idea. He saw his mobile phone on the table vibrate, and he knew that someone had sent him a message. He took the phone and looked at it. It was a message from Wan Qing. The content of Wanqing's message was to ask him if Xiaotiao was found. Zhang Wenbo sent a message back to Wanqing, saying that he couldn't find it. After replying to the message, he turned off his phone. He turned off the light, touched the bed quietly, lay down on the other side of the big bed, and stared at the dark ceiling with his eyes open. Zhang Wenbo was thinking about some problems.Many inexplicable questions made Zhang Wenbo very upset.Where is his son Zhang Xiaotiao at this time? He did neglect Xiaotiao's spiritual growth, even though he picked him up and sent him to school every day, and ordered him to do his homework and go to bed on time, but these were all superficial things.Is Xiao Tiao walking alone in the deserted wilderness at this time, facing the starry sky like he ran away when he was a child, wanting to cry without tears? Thinking of this, he wanted to reach out and touch the woman beside him, wondering if her skin was still as warm as before. Zhang Wenbo didn't reach out, he was tired of it. When this boredom started, he could not remember clearly. Zhang Wenbo remembered what his father said in the car: "Beware of those closest to you!" Did father refer to Li Li? Now, Li Li is the closest person in the world to him, but it is impossible to be the closest person. They no longer have the same telepathy as before, and the occasional love is also Do your duty to each other, go up in a hurry, come down in a hurry, there is no feeling of love anymore. Now Zhang Wenbo was extremely bored. Looks like I'm going to lose sleep again.He turned on the lamp, found the bottle of sleeping pills in the drawer of the bedside table, poured out two white pills from the bottle, threw them into his mouth, took a sip of water, and lay down again. Torturing himself at night, he still has class to attend tomorrow morning, and after class, he has to find Zhang Xiaotiao.Can't let no one care about Zhang Xiaotiao! The "Moonlight Song" played by his mother Mei Ping came faintly, like a lullaby, and he gradually fell asleep in "Moonlight Song".How good it would be to go to sleep and never wake up, everything will disappear. Under the wall outside the Gu mansion, there was a person standing. He looked up at the roof of the Gu mansion, and his whole body trembled. It was late at night, and Ah Hua hadn't closed her eyes yet.The light in the room was always on, and now, she dared not turn off the light to sleep.Ah Hua closed the windows of the room tightly, and drew the curtains tightly.Outside the window is the outdoor iron staircase behind the building. Ah Hua couldn't fall asleep, so she picked up a magazine called "Night Stories" next to her pillow and read it.Ah Hua looked at it, then closed "Night Story" and threw it on the ground.Her face was very ugly, and she felt a little cold all over.Ah Hua sat up.Hold your knees with your hands and rest your head on them.Her eyes are wide open.A horror story on "Night Stories" just now made her feel horrified. The horror story is called "Skin in the Dark": I sometimes hear an ethereal singing voice in the sunny afternoon, and I know very well in my heart that the singing voice should not appear in the sunny afternoon. Is that my hallucination?Hearing the misty singing, my heart became cold, my whole body became cold, I closed my eyes, as if the world was dark, and my hands touched the smooth skin.I felt the hairs all over my body stand on end one by one.I opened my eyes, there was nothing in front of me, the sun outside the window was still bright.But my heart has been filled with fear.What is it that scares me so much?Is it the darkness of that night?Is it the skin I touch in the dark?That night was a disaster for me.Lonely, I often go to the bar alone to get drunk at night. I don't know what the meaning of life is in this world. Living is actually a waste, a waste of time, a waste of resources, and a waste of emotion.If decadence is a flower, it is a flower of evil in the dark.I often go home late at night, because the elevator in the building where I live will close after twelve o'clock, and I basically have to climb the stairs every time I come back late at night.My family lives on the eighteenth floor, and our building has twenty-five floors.The evening started off like normal, I was still drinking enough at the bar and going home.I don't get very drunk when I drink, usually I'm slightly drunk, and it was the same that night.I didn't know there would be a power outage after twelve o'clock that night, and no one informed me of this, otherwise I would have stayed in that all-night bar until dawn.When I entered that building, as usual, I didn't think it was a long-term residence. I was a passer-by anywhere, and I didn't know what place could keep my heart for a long time.I held on to the railing of the stairs and began to climb the stairs.silence!I can only hear my own footsteps.I turned on the phone, and I saw that the time displayed on the phone was a quarter past two in the morning.The light on the phone screen illuminated the darkness in the stairs.I didn't expect anything to happen. I thought that as long as I patiently climbed up to the eighteenth floor, I could open the door and enter my home, and then I could lie on the bed and sleep soundly. The bed is the most solid thing.The bed is actually a coffin, the coffin of a living person.When I got to the fifth floor, my mobile phone ran out of battery, and the phone turned off automatically after a few beeps.The stairs were dark again.I continue to climb up.I climbed up to the sixth floor.I often climb stairs at night, and I know very well that climbing to the sixth floor is a hurdle.I'm tired and short of breath.I stopped and prepared to rest for a while before continuing upstairs.I was just standing there, when suddenly there was a strange sound coming from the elevator, I pricked up my ears, and it seemed that there was a slight wind blowing gently.It wasn't wind that I was hearing, I know that very well.The sound from the elevator died away quickly, and before I could tell what it was, it was gone.What's the scariest noise I've ever heard in this building?This thought came to my mind.Yes, this is the sixth floor, my instinct told me.Thinking of the sixth floor, I naturally think of the sound that often keeps me awake late at night.A year ago, that voice started to emerge.In the beginning, like all the residents in this building, I would hear a woman screaming at the top of my lungs in the middle of the night.Later, the voice turned into a cry.At the beginning, I thought that the voice of this woman calling the bed was really different.However, after a while, after I heard what people said, I got a little uncomfortable.Some people said that a young couple on the sixth floor always quarreled in the middle of the night, and the screaming and crying of the woman came after she couldn't stand the beating by her husband.To be honest, I hate men who hit women.Once I heard a woman crying, I really wanted to go downstairs and teach that man a lesson, but I controlled myself, what does it matter to me if the couple quarrels?Although I live in the same building as them, I really haven't seen that woman.It is said that it was a beautiful woman.I've seen that man once.It was the morning after I heard a woman cry.I saw that man coming in in the elevator, and I didn't know he was that man at the time, but the aunt watching the elevator told me later.When he entered the elevator, I saw several blood streaks on his face, as if he had been grabbed.I think he must have been caught when she resisted when he bullied his beautiful wife.I looked at him with contempt, and he turned his body away. This is a weak man. I don't understand why such a weak man would murder his beautiful wife in the middle of the night.Thinking of this, I feel a little cold on my body.I just keep going up.Every time I went up a flight of stairs, I could hear some noise from the elevator. When I reached the tenth floor, I finally heard the sound coming from the elevator, as if someone was struggling in the elevator.With the strength of alcohol, I came to the elevator, and I said to the elevator, who is in it?The sound in the elevator disappeared, and the corridor was still completely dark. I really hope that a sudden call will let me see something clearly.No one in the elevator answered me, I scolded myself for being crazy, now there is no one in the elevator at all!I feel like I'm getting colder and colder, which makes me feel like I'm not normal.I drank alcohol and climbed the stairs again. How could I have a cold? I should be sweating.Am I sick? I have a fever. I touched my forehead with my hand, no, I am not sick at all.Any questions?I dare not think about other things, don't look at me as a man, I'm actually not very courageous.I couldn't care so much anymore, so I desperately climbed up the stairs. The voice from the elevator seemed to be chasing me.I was crawling and crawling, but I forgot which floor I had climbed to.I'm dumbfounded.How can I tell the floor in this dark night?I guess it's very close to the eighteenth floor, maybe it's on the eighteenth floor, I can't go down to the first floor and start walking.I went all the way to the top floor.I was standing on the highest floor and was about to count down when I suddenly heard the sound again.This is not the sound from the elevator.It was the voice of a woman calling me.The voice was very ethereal.Who would call my name in such darkness?I got goosebumps all over my body.I hurried down without answering the voice calling me.The cry kept chasing me.At this time, my mind was completely sober.I was so scared, my feet were shaking.I nearly fell a few times on the way down.I barely interacted with anyone in this building, who would call me in the dark?Could it be... I dare not think about it anymore.I wish I could be home right away, close the door and go to sleep with my head covered.However, when I got to the nineteenth floor, I felt someone blocking me.I said aloud, who are you?No one answered me.At this moment, the voice from the elevator and the woman's misty cry disappeared.There was silence.I'm sure there's someone blocking me.I stood there, cold all over.My legs were shaking too.At this time, I saw the door of a family on the nineteenth floor opened, and the candlelight shining through the room made it clear to me that there was no one in front of me.The person who opened the door said, who is calling there?I said, it was me.The man closed the door, and he cursed, crazy!After the man closed the door, I fell into darkness, and fear filled me again.I was going downstairs when I thought someone was blocking me.I didn't dare to yell loudly anymore, I was afraid of alarming the neighbors.I lowered my voice and said, who are you?Still no one answered me.I was really scared, why didn't I see anyone in front of me when the neighbor on the 19th floor opened the door?I held out my hand suspiciously and fearfully.My heart almost stopped beating, I touched someone.Is a naked person.And it's a woman.My hand touched her from the top to the bottom in a mysterious way.It was cold and delicate skin, skin that I had never touched.The cold skin in the darkness suffocated me, and I went limp.I fell asleep as if hypnotized.Before I fell asleep, I heard a sigh, a long sigh of a woman, and then there was a misty singing... When I woke up, it was already daylight, I stood up in a jerk, hurried downstairs, and returned When I got home and closed the door, I didn't dare to take a breath.After dawn, a call came.I sat on the couch, hoping to calm down.Suddenly I heard loud noises echoing in the corridor outside the door.What happened?strangeness!I didn't want to go out to watch the excitement, I am not a person who likes to watch the excitement, I feel that there is nothing in life that can excite me, I am decadent and I deserve it!Maybe it was because of the strange things last night, maybe it was because it was really too noisy.I went out to see what happened.I went down to the first floor, where many people were talking inside and outside the building.After listening for a while, I understood what was going on.This thing surprised me very much.It turned out that the aunt who was watching the elevator today opened the elevator after calling, and found a woman dead naked in the elevator. The woman's skin looked particularly good after death, so delicate that there was no flaw.The dead woman was the woman on the sixth floor who often screamed and cried late at night.What makes everyone very strange is how she got into the elevator and how she died.My surprise was followed by unprecedented fear.Could the skin I touched last night be hers?At that time, she should have died?Someone said that the forensic doctor who came said that the woman passed away around one o'clock last night.Almost everyone thought that the woman's death had something to do with her husband.However, this is not the case.Later, I realized that that man was a poor man.It was a mistake for him to marry a woman.That woman loves another man, and the man she loves has gone away from her, because this man is very similar to the man she loves, so she married him.It can be said that men treat her as a baby, but they don't have a happy day. Every night, a woman will think of the man she loves. She will grab her husband like crazy, scream and cry like crazy, and the man endures. I have always believed that one day he will melt her ice with his love.However, he did not wait for this day. The woman committed suicide by taking poison on the night of his business trip. No one knew why she committed suicide, and no one knew why she ran naked into the elevator to die... Yes, I Sometimes in the sunny afternoon, I can hear an ethereal singing voice. I know very well that the singing voice should not appear in the sunny afternoon. Is that my illusion?Hearing the misty singing, my heart became cold, my whole body became cold, I closed my eyes, as if the world was dark, and my hands touched the smooth skin.I felt the hairs all over my body stand on end one by one.I opened my eyes, there was nothing in front of me, the sun outside the window was still bright.But my heart has been filled with fear.I don't dare to climb the stairs alone in the middle of the night, I don't know if other people living in this building have the same experience as me... When Ah Hua thought of the skin in the story in the book, she would think of the dead little Dalmatian that Li Li held in her arms that day.Ah Hua heard the rustling sound, did the snake slip into the room?Ah Hua was extremely nervous, she looked around, there was no way for the snake to slip in, the doors and windows were so tightly closed!So, where did this noise come from! Ah Hua suddenly thought of the grassland where the puppy was buried under the camphor tree in the garden.When she was cleaning during the day, she stepped on it as if she was going to sink in. The grass was very soft.A scene suddenly appeared in front of A'hua's eyes: the piece of soft grass was about to move, and gradually bulged, forming a big bump.Amidst the rustling sound, a hole was opened in the bulging bag, and the little Dalmatian's head was exposed.The eyes of the little Dalmatians burst out with blue light, and after a while, the little Dalmatians got out of the grass, licked the mud on the corner of its mouth with its tongue, and walked towards the building whimpering... Ahua murmured Said, "No, no, won't—" Ah Hua suddenly grabbed the towel and covered her head. She was panting heavily in the towel. Ah Hua hadn't recovered from her imagination, she found that the rustling sound had disappeared, replaced by the sound of footsteps.Yes, Ah Hua really heard the sound of footsteps. The footsteps came from the iron stairs outside the window. Is someone going down the stairs, or going up from the bottom of the stairs? A'hua didn't dare to speak out, she was extremely nervous, her heart was held by a huge palm, and it was squeezed mercilessly, as if it was going to burst her heart. If she hadn't heard Fang Fang mysteriously say about the iron staircase, she might not have been so frightened!She might raise the curtains and stay outside with a flashlight to see what's going on.But at this moment, she didn't even have the courage to go to the window, and she was worried that something would break through the window.Could it be that someone is moving goods in this silent night?A Hua was covered in a towel and was sweating profusely. She lifted the towel, closed her eyes and clenched her hand into a fist, stuffing it in her mouth to prevent herself from screaming loudly. How could A Hua last until dawn? After dawn, she Will the fears born at night fade away with the rising sun? She knew nothing, just as she knew nothing about her own future destiny.Who can control their own destiny?