Zhizunbao actually had the answer the moment he met Zixia Fairy, and women also had the answer the moment they met the man.
Although Chu Ping didn't understand why men treated women like this, she still had a glimmer of hope in them and hoped that the other party would change his mind no matter what.
Chu Ping stood in the darkness, his face as gloomy as water. If everything was as he suspected, then Duan Peng was still alive and he was the one who should apologize to the woman.
The TV in the living room was still on, but at some point, the TV screen was covered with gray-white snowflakes, and at the same time, it made a "pricking" sound.
White light illuminated the living room, and a little boy's figure suddenly appeared in the living room.
Chu Ping was startled by the sudden appearance of the little boy. He did not expect that the little boy Duan Lei would still remain in this dream.
"Is this a clue that Sister Jiang left for me?"
Chu Ping was a little excited and looked at the little boy Duan Lei with shining eyes.
"Do you know where the door is?"
The little boy Duan Lei looks completely different now than before. His pale face has no expression at all, his eyes are hollow, and he looks like a doll.
"What's going on? Is it because the woman left?"
Chu Ping frowned and walked towards the little boy Duan Lei.
Just when Chu Ping was about to come into contact with the little boy's body, the little boy suddenly moved and looked at Chu Ping with dull eyes. The unprepared Chu Ping was startled by the little boy.
"Why do we still have a connection under the overpass? Just treat me like this, be careful I spank you."
Chu Ping raised his hand, as if he really wanted to spank the little boy.
The little boy ignored Chu Ping at all, turned around and left directly.
"Where is he going?"
Chu Ping put down his palm and followed the little boy.
The little boy stopped in front of his bedroom door and pointed at the door handle.
"Is the door out to the little boy's bedroom?"
Chu Ping turned the door handle, and the sound of "squeaking" metal friction sounded from inside.
The door of the room was opened by Chu Ping, and a strong fishy smell hit his nostrils.
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"Could this place hold the memories that women fear most?"
A woman puts the most beautiful and memorable memories in her room, while the little boy's room contains the memories that he least wants to recall and tries to avoid.
The stench, despair, fear, and all the negative emotions all spewed out the moment Chu Ping opened the door.
"No wonder when I looked into the little boy's room just now, I always seemed to be worried about something."
Chu Ping shivered. He didn't know if he could come out alive if he stepped into this room.
"The weirdness in Building 44 didn't kill me. Do I have to leave it to Sister Jiang?"
While Chu Ping was hesitating, the little boy standing behind him suddenly pushed him with his finger, as if urging Chu Ping to enter the room.
"No, sir," Chu Ping said helplessly, "There's no need to be so ruthless. After all, I have been your mother and you have called me daddy."
The little boy at this time couldn't understand this complicated relationship.
The little boy's dull eyes stared at Chu Ping, and then his face began to crack, as if someone had smashed a statue. The cracks all over his body began to spread downward from his forehead.
Chu Ping was frightened and went directly into the little boy's room.
The room was frighteningly dark, and the dark wind kept lingering in Chu Ping's ears.
"boom--"
The door was closed, and now Chu Ping didn't even have a chance to run out.
"There's no need to be so desperate, right?"
Chu Ping really wanted to cry but had no tears.
The fishy smell constantly hit Chu Ping's brain, making him feel drowsy.
Chu Ping slowly groped forward. The sticky wall made him feel like he was back at No. 44 Xingfu Road.
"This place is filled with a woman's despair and pain, and the door out should be hidden in the deepest part of her despair and pain."
Chu Ping made up his mind and continued to explore forward. Just after taking two steps, he felt that his body seemed to have touched something. Chu Ping touched it with his hand. It should be the little boy's study table.
The books above are still open, as if I have just finished my homework and haven't had time to put it away.
In the darkness, Chu Ping seemed to have been deprived of all his senses. Only touch could make him truly feel the existence here.
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Continuing to explore, Chu Ping touched something like a doll.
The head, limbs, and body seem to be one person.
However, Chu Ping noticed that there were many unusual needle holes on this doll, as if someone had stabbed it deliberately.
"Curse doll?"
Chu Ping held the little puppet in his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. Unfortunately, the darkness made him lose his vision. He couldn't see anything clearly except the darkness in front of him.
"This kid looks like he's only four or five years old, but he actually knows how to use a cursed doll? He's really vicious."
Chu Ping began to get to know the little boy under the overpass again.
"I don't know who this cursed doll is for?"
Chu Ping immediately thought of the woman's husband. In his opinion, he seemed to be the only one in the family worthy of such treatment.
"Put it away first, in case it is useful."
Chu Ping put the cursed doll into another pocket in line with the idea of preferring to do nothing.
The cursed doll didn't have the rebellious spirit of the dead leaf bookmark. After being stuffed into Chu Ping's pocket, it stayed in it honestly.
"You have to believe that you will have a bright future if you follow me."
Chu Ping continued to explore forward while fooling around with the cursed doll.
Whether the things in dreams can be taken out is something Chu Ping has been thinking about. Every time he was dragged into a dream by Jiang Qing, he would either threaten or prepare to threaten, without leaving any time for himself.
Verify your conjecture.
"We still have to have goals. What if we achieve them?"
Chu Ping chuckled, and then became more determined in his wise words of truth.
"Click——"
There was a lamp on the table, which Chu Ping didn't expect, so he quickly turned it on, and the light instantly filled the whole room.
But before Chu Ping had time to be happy, the original white light suddenly went out, and the whole room fell into darkness again.
"Fuck, what does this mean?"
But the moment the lights came on, Chu Ping could clearly see the structure of the room.
The place where he was was a desk, which was placed just next to the door. There was an exercise book on the desk, the one Chu Ping had just closed. There were also a few pieces of paper scattered beside it, with colorful paintings.
