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Chapter 966 A letter from home

The story Zhang Zhong told Xu Yuhan was of course not written by him, but was borrowed from Xiao Seng's horror novel "A Letter from Home".

In "A Letter from Home", the author uses the first person and tells the whole story as "I".

The so-called letter from home, in fact, the entire novel is written in the form of a letter from home. The story is similar to what Zhang Zhong told Xu Yuhan. The protagonist "I" rents a vacation apartment with my good friend Lei and each other's girlfriends.

The reason why I live in this apartment is because the rent in this apartment is very cheap. The second reason why it is so cheap is because someone died in this room before.

"When my protagonist was sitting in front of the computer and starting to write a letter home to his parents, his good friend Lei appeared at the door."

As the story came to an end, Zhang Zhong did not make any scary moves, but slowly told Xu Yuhan the story.

Hearing this, Xu Yuhan said curiously, "I thought his good friend Lei was dead. Didn't he say that Lei left a message before saying that he was going to fight against Bixian? Could it be that he had already solved the matter with Bixian?

?”

Zhang Zhong shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe Lei is dead and it's just his ghost that comes, or maybe..."

"Maybe what?" Xu Yuhan asked.

"It's also possible that the protagonist is actually dead, and what happened next is just what he did as a ghost. It's also possible that Lei is not dead, or maybe Lei is also dead." Zhang Zhong said quietly.

Xu Yuhan shuddered, "You mean, they might all be dead?"

Zhang Chong smiled and said nothing. The ending of "A Letter from Home" is originally open-ended. There are many endings, it just depends on the reader's imagination.

Most readers think that Lei should be dead, and that Lei who comes back to the protagonist later should be a ghost.

Some people also think that the protagonist has actually died long ago because no one can escape the fate of being killed by Bixian.

Later, Xiao Monk wrote another book, which was suspected to be a sequel to "A Letter from Home", in which the protagonist lost his memory.

The more Zhang Zhong remained silent, the more frightened Xu Yuhan felt.

Of course, it's not just the ending that's scary. There are many scary parts ahead. For example, when the protagonist and Lei are possessed and look in the mirror and see their own expressions, the mirror looks very scary.

Later, when the protagonist was possessed and killed the black cat and threw it into the toilet, Xu Yuhan was so scared that the hair on her body stood up.

Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Let's play this pen fairy game next time we have a chance."

"I don't want to play." Xu Yuhan waved her hands repeatedly.

Zhang Zhong shrugged, "I'm going to bed."

After saying this, Zhang Zhong got up from the recliner and walked into the room.

But before he had even taken two steps, Zhang Zhong felt someone tugging at the corner of his clothes. He looked back and saw Xu Yuhan looking at him with a pitiful expression.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Zhong asked with a half-smile.

Xu Yuhan said pitifully, "Don't leave in a hurry, take me with you."

Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows and said, "Just get up and walk."

"My legs are a little weak."

Zhang Zhong rolled his eyes and hugged Xu Yuhan in his arms. Xu Yuhan was hugged by Zhang Zhong and hugged Zhang Zhong tightly, unwilling to let go at all.



The next morning, when Zhang Zhong got up, he felt his arms were a little numb. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Xu Yuhan had already gotten up and didn't know where he was.

Walking out of the room, there was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound from the kitchen. Xu Yuhan must be cooking.

When Zhang Zhong arrived in the kitchen, Pengpeng was already sitting in the small restaurant, eating porridge and eggs. Seeing Zhang Zhong, Pengpeng smiled and said, "Dad, get up."

"Hmm." Zhang Zhong rubbed his hair and looked at Xu Yuhan who was busy in the kitchen, "Where did you get these things from?"

Because the house here has been unoccupied for a long time, the contents of the refrigerator have been emptied in advance, and there is nothing in it.

Xu Yuhan turned around and said with a smile, "I just bought it at the supermarket in the community. The supermarket in the community has quite a complete range of things. There are fruits, vegetables, chicken, fish, meat and eggs. Because we are leaving this afternoon, I didn't buy too much.

, I bought some eggs and rice, and made some porridge and poached eggs. I also bought some pickles, and I ate the porridge as much as possible."

Zhang Zhong felt that there was no need to go to such trouble. We were just going to have a meal here anyway, so why not order a meal or order something directly from a hotel in the community.

However, seeing that Xu Yuhan was very motivated, Zhang Zhong didn't say anything else. This kind of habit is very worth cultivating.

After breakfast, the family of three went to Central America.

After arriving at CAFA, they went directly to Wu Ziyun's office.

When they arrived at Wu Ziyun's office, Wu Ziyun was sitting and chatting with a middle-aged man.

Seeing Zhang Zhong and others coming, the two of them stood up quickly. Wu Ziyun introduced them: "This is Zhang Zhong, my good friend, and this is his wife Xu Yuhan, who was also a student of our Central Academy of Fine Arts, and this

This is my student, Zhang Pengpeng. Come on, Pengpeng, this is your senior brother Zeng Yun."

Zhang Zhong greeted sweetly, "Hello, Senior Brother Zeng."

Zeng Yun replied with a smile, "Hello, hello, I have always heard that Teacher Wu has adopted a little junior sister. When I saw her today, she turned out to be very cute. No wonder the other junior brothers and sisters in the Oil Painting Academy like our little junior sister very much.

"

Then he looked at Zhang Zhong and said, "Mr. Zhang's name is very popular. I also like to read your works very much. I am also waiting for your new book "Speaker for the Dead" recently."

Zeng Yun looked to be under forty years old. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, his hair was combed back into a bun, and he looked like he had applied a lot of hair wax. He looked like a businessman, not an artist at all.

However, someone who has such a good relationship with Wu Ziyun and can come to the art group gathering must have achieved something in art.

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "It's too much praise."

Zeng Yun looked at Xu Yuhan again, "Mrs. Zhang is also from Central America? I don't have any impression, but seeing that you are so young, you must be several years younger than me. I guess you just missed it."

Xu Yuhan smiled and said, "Senior Zeng Yun, there is indeed a gap of several years between me and you, but I have heard of your name in the art department group. But when I just graduated, I attended art group gatherings twice before.

You happen to be away."

Zeng Yun patted his head and said, "It's true that I haven't attended an art group gathering for a few years, maybe three or four years. I guess you graduated at that time. From that point of view, Mrs. Zhang, you were probably in your fourth or fifth year."

Graduated years ago.”

Xu Yuhan nodded and said, "Well, that's right, I graduated at that time."


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