The original jagged rocks are now covered with heavy snow, and the sky and the earth are completely white. There is no need to hold a lamp, the light from the snow outside the window is enough to make the house bright enough.
The bedroom is not big.
The walls are wrapped in blue wallpaper and dotted with various ornaments and dolls.
A small pink bed, light yellow curtains, white sheets, mahogany bookcases, and a pear blossom guzheng in the corner that exudes the fragrance.
Judging from the overall layout of the bedroom, it looks very girly.
Xiao Yi can imagine what kind of character the owner of this bedroom has.
only……
Shen Chanyi sat on the wooden chair, raised her head slightly, and looked at Xiao Yi with a pair of black and white eyes with interest.
To say I'm not afraid is actually a lie.
The scene in front of him was so weird that Xiao Yi couldn't figure out what this woman wanted to do.
And why did she bring herself here?
Suddenly.
Shen Chanyi stood up.
She walked to the bookcase and slowly pressed the button behind a certain book. Then the bookcase separated from both sides, and a secret door appeared in the middle.
When I came back and took a look at Xiao Yi, Shen Chanyi walked into it and disappeared, and the secret door closed again.
Um?
Xiao Yi was confused.
What does it mean?
Don't care about yourself?
However, as Shen Chanyi walked into the secret door, Xiao Yi's heart that had been hanging in her throat felt a little relieved.
No matter why, at least she didn't look like she had attacked him at the first disagreement.
Xiao Yi always felt that this woman wanted to tell him something.
In the empty bedroom, the night wind whipped violently at the window. It was already early in the morning.
…
Walking to the desk, Xiao Yi looked at the things on it carefully.
A photo frame, a notebook, a flower arrangement, and an old Bugs Bunny.
He stared at the photo, which showed a little girl in a pink dress.
Not surprisingly, this little girl should be the owner of this bedroom.
But looking at the girl's eyebrows, you can still vaguely see a trace of Shen Chanyi.
This bedroom belongs to Shen Chanyi, so Xiao Yi is not surprised.
It can be seen from how familiar she is with this villa and this bedroom.
Then Xiao Yi turned his attention to the notes aside.
The notebook has turned a little yellow and is placed quietly under the withered bouquet of flowers.
Xiao Yi murmured in her heart.
Do you want to watch it?
It seems very impolite to peek into other people's diaries.
But looking at Shen Chanyi's appearance, she doesn't seem to care whether she looks at it or not?
Maybe she brought herself here with this in mind?
After thinking for a while, Xiao Yi finally opened the yellowed notebook.
…
Time passes bit by bit.
There was no movement in the quiet bedroom.
Xiao Yi's face turned red and her breathing quickened.
It's not that there was anything extraordinary recorded in the diary.
But starting from the first page, it is all about the immature thoughts of little girls.
For example, I had a conflict with a classmate today.
Which good friend has a crush on the boy in the next class.
There are even some fragments that record the fantasies about the other half when I was young.
The handwriting is elegant, and each line tells the girl's unknown secret.
Xiao Yi felt like a wretched uncle now, and some kind of bad taste was gradually growing.
But let’s face it, the feeling of peeking into other people’s privacy is really quite good.
He didn't even notice a black shadow suddenly appeared behind him.
In the flickering light and shadow, Shen Chanyi stood quietly behind Xiao Yi.
Her eyes stayed on the slightly raised corners of his mouth, with a hint of confusion and struggle in his narrow eyes.
finally.
Xiao Yi turned to the last page of the diary.
I thought it was a trivial thing about little girls, but I didn't expect it to be a poem.
A poem that is very different from the previous style.
【Ink is in trouble】
[The ghost scolds the crow, and the perverted naked body gnaws on the bones]
[Black paint, furnace ashes, withering in the late stages of cancer, non-recyclable]
[The mud of black and white films, brewing in dirty buckets]
【Black wind, black air, black breath, black funeral】
【Super suffering, broken soul, two-legged spider】
[Black extinguishes all the good things in the past]
【This allows the dark side to survive】
[Waiting for the first heavy rain]
[Wash away the blackness of the entire universe]
sluggish!
consternation!
And unbelievable!
Was this written by a little girl?
After watching Xiao Yi, his whole body felt numb.
The whole poem is full of world-weariness, and there is countless darkness between the lines.
This is not like poetry, but like the most terrifying monologue deep in a person's heart.
Xiao Yi couldn't believe that this was written by a little girl who looked like she was only seven or eight years old.
Suddenly.
A wheezing sound came from behind.
Like laughing.
But the laughter was a bit hoarse and cracked.
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"I said honey, what's the matter with you?"
Lying on the bed, Hua Ziyu looked at Su Yunqing who was confused and confused.
What's going on with this woman?
Su Yunqing shook her head, a little confused, and said.
"Jade, why did I call you back?"
"Why?"
Hearing this, Huaziyu was stunned.
She stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of Su Yunqing's eyes, and then said silently.
"Didn't you keep telling me that you remembered a man, and that man had a very close relationship with you, and then you also remembered who he was, and then asked me to come back without stopping?"
Huaziyu didn't dare to talk about her sleeping with that man. After all, it was her taboo and she didn't dare to mention it.
"man?"
After repeating it in a low voice, Su Yunqing felt dizzy and dizzy, as if her head was going to explode.
I seem to have forgotten something very important, a very important person.
But no matter how much she tried to think about it, she couldn't recall any details.
Without any warning, this feeling made Su Yunqing extremely weightless.
Seeing her best friend holding her hair and looking confused, Hanakoyu felt that her outlook on life and values had been challenged.
Isn't it?
It was you who told me that you remembered a man.
As a result, I came back and was kidnapped again. Now you tell me that you forgot again?
Then why do you want me to come back?
Are you kidding me?
I drink red wine in France. Isn’t it delicious when admiring handsome men?
After hesitating for a moment, Hua Ziyu pushed Su Yunqing and whispered.
"Honey, why don't you go take a nap?"
"I remember that you always think of a lot of things every time you wake up, and it's getting late now."
Nodding, Su Yunqing walked to the bed in despair and fell heavily on the bed.
The snow outside the window is getting heavier and heavier.
Feiyan has swept across Jiangsu at this time.
This snow typhoon seems to want to pay off the snow owed from previous years at once.