When the magic stick summons cute pets

It was nearly eleven o'clock when Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong came out of the hospital.

The late night breeze blew past, dissipating the residual heat of the day in the air.Except for people walking around in the hospital hall nearby, it is very quiet outside, and there are very few vehicles passing by.

Ye Changsheng took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled the turbid air in his chest, slightly raised his head and looked at the dark night sky.

He Jiuzhong looked at him sideways: "Tired?"

Ye Changsheng thought for a while, nodded, and walked out to the road: "I got up early in the morning, and didn't sleep at noon, so I can't stay up late at night, and I feel dizzy and flustered."

He Jiuzhong looked at the back of the person in front of him, and slowly moved to follow him: "You were on the top just now, didn't you want to ask questions, why did you leave before asking anything?"

Ye Changsheng glanced back at him, then gestured towards the inpatient area above the hospital, shrugged and smiled: "The child has been in a coma for so many days, and now the whole family can finally talk together. How could I have the nerve to bother them at this time without understanding." He pondered again, "Also, from Zhao Yizhou's reaction after waking up, maybe he really doesn't know what's going on with that ghost."

He Jiuzhong walked up to him, tilted his head slightly to look at him: "It's already very late today, go back and rest for a night first. Even if you want to ask something, it's not too late to come back tomorrow."

Ye Changsheng responded, stretched a little lazily, and was about to take out his mobile phone to book a car for himself with the software, when suddenly, as if suddenly thinking of something, his whole body froze slightly .

"Dear Mr. He." Ye Changsheng looked up at He Jiuzhong with a serious expression on his face.

He Jiuzhong looked at his serious look, as if he was a little interested by the other end: "Why, what did you find?"

Ye Changsheng didn't answer his question directly, but just looked at him straight: "Do you remember what we originally wanted to do when we came out tonight?"

He Jiuzhong narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he just recalled the matter: "—Buy oranges?"

Ye Changsheng nodded, and then asked: "Then the question is, where are our oranges?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and then recalled the bag of oranges that they had left in the coffee shop from their newly relaxed minds.

Looking at Ye Changsheng's sad face, He Jiuzhong couldn't help but feel a little funny, his eyes drooped, as if he gave a word of comfort after serious thinking.

"That store doesn't look like there are any customers. Maybe it will still be there when I go tomorrow."

Ye Changsheng lifted his eyelids weakly and squinted his eyes: "Well, thank you for your comfort." Thinking about today being another day of doing voluntary labor for others for nothing, he suddenly felt even heavier. "Okay, it's getting late, let's go home."

He Jiuzhong looked at his dejected look from the side, smiled very lightly on the spot, and then quickly followed him.

After Huang Qiuling yelled at Xu Yuemei fiercely on the dining table, she returned to the room angrily, and slammed the door with a loud bang.

Throwing myself on the bed and lying there for a while, thinking about all the bad things I encountered today, the more I thought about it, the more depressed I felt, took the alarm clock at hand and smashed it to the ground, sat up again and cursed irritably After a while, after finally venting the evil fire in her heart, she suddenly heard a familiar ringtone of her mobile phone, she was slightly taken aback, and took out her mobile phone from the bed.

The name displayed above is Ding Hang.

Probably because the recent incidents were caused by Ding Hang in the final analysis, so when she saw his name, she was not angry for a while, and she cursed after answering the phone: "You still have the face to call, if you don't The other day you said you were going to Zhao Yizhou's house, how could there be so many messes?"

The other end was choked by her side, and she also felt baffled, and after a pause, her tone was a little uncomfortable: "Hey, I said Huang Qiuling, did you take gunpowder? Why are you talking so aggressively?"

Huang Qiuling was even more angry when she heard the bad tone on the other end: "Why do you still want me to talk? If you know what I encountered just now, you will know that I am able to restrain myself now, and it is very embarrassing to you. !"

Ding Hang said "tsk" on the other end of the phone: "What happened? Did your father hit you or your mother told you? With your character, your mother threatened to cut off your pocket money. Dare to say you? If she scolds you, why don't you pierce the sky?"

Huang Qiuling snorted again: "Who said that about her? All day long, she would only whisper in my ear about 'to study, to learn well', who cares about her. What I said was..." She was halfway through her words, It seemed that a pair of black eyes wrapped in strong resentment suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, a lump in his throat, and a layer of goose bumps couldn't help but appear on his body.

"What are you talking about?" Ding Hang listened to the sudden silence on the other side, and asked, and then said casually, "Hey, don't you still think about Xia Sha's ghost coming to seek revenge on us? How old are you, and you're not only four or five years old, how childish are you to believe in gods and ghosts!"

Huang Qiuling felt annoyed hearing the voice on the other end at the moment, seeing that the avatar was taunting that it had nothing to do with her, she hung up the call on the mobile phone angrily.

Throwing the phone on the bed, and sitting by the bed for a while, sweating all over before, even though the sweat has been dried by the wind, there is still an uncomfortable clinging feeling when the clothes stick to the back .

After getting up and getting a change of clothes, I was going to take a shower in the bathroom of the room.

The bathroom is not big, but all kinds of washing and skin care bottles and jars are piled up everywhere.Putting the nightgown on the chair next to him, he changed out of the school uniform that was already dirty, and then turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm up before standing under the shower to wash.

Because she was sweating a lot today and her hair was already tangled together, Huang Qiuling simply untied the hair tie and washed her hair together.

In order to prevent the foam from her hair from getting into her eyes while flushing, she temporarily closed her eyes for a while.

Just washing and washing, Huang Qiuling suddenly felt something was wrong.

The liquid stained on her hands seemed much thicker to the touch than water, and it slid stickily down her hair to her cheeks, creating an indescribably strange sense of disharmony.

She opened her eyes with some unease in her heart, her long hair fell down to block her sight, but through the black hair, she seemed to vaguely see a strange red on her hand.

Like the color of blood.

After this terrible thought suddenly flashed in her mind, Huang Qiuling couldn't stay calm anymore.She violently brushed her hair back and looked up, but there was still clean hot water flowing out of the shower.

Is it an illusion again?

Huang Qiuling frowned, thinking wildly, suddenly, a strange feeling came from her feet.

Soft, itchy, as if being gently entwined with something like seaweed.She lowered her head strangely, only to find that the stagnant water under her feet suddenly turned a thick blood red.

The large piece of itching on her ankle was not seaweed, but a mass of long black hair, fluttering leisurely on the white tiles, with the tip slowly extending towards her as if it had life.

Huang Qiuling screamed, her feet slipped on the water, and she sat on the ground with a "bang".

The clump of black hair slowly floated up from the ground, and from the pool of blood, a half-rotten face approached her little by little with a grin, and she shook her head desperately trying to go She retreated, but the cold tiles behind her made her nowhere to retreat.

Is it a dream?This must be another nightmare!

Huang Qiuling's tears rolled down from her eyes frantically, her lips trembling and begging for mercy: "Please...don't kill me...I know I'm wrong, don't kill me...please."

The girl at the other end stood in front of her, and stretched out a valgus wound on her left wrist where the bone was deeply visible: "It hurts so much...It hurts so much when the knife cut it..." Saying that, she went on again. He moved his rotten half of his face closer, and blew at her carefully, "I really want you to taste this feeling..."

Huang Qiuling screamed again, she stood up as if suddenly going crazy, passing through the girl's body as if running out of the door.

The bathroom in the room is very small, and she reached the doorknob in almost two steps, but before she could unscrew the doorknob, she seemed to feel that her neck was suddenly covered with dense black Hair got tangled up.

Huge fear spread out from every part of her body, she stretched out her hands and pulled the black hair on her neck desperately, but what was desperate was that no matter how hard she tried, her hands still came out of those hairs time and time again. She seeped through, and around her neck she could feel nothing but puffs of cold air.

After a stalemate for about ten seconds, the black hair wrapped around her neck was suddenly pulled back.The force was incomparably strong, even though Huang Qiuling was holding the doorknob with both hands trying not to be pulled back, her fingers still slipped off the doorknob bit by bit.

Tears rolled down and covered her face, she stretched out her hand in the direction of the door in vain, and let out a hoarse "woo hoo" sound from her mouth, but she couldn't say a word other than that.She stared in horror, watching her body being pulled back and getting closer and closer to the ghost behind her.

It wasn't until she was completely pulled under the shower that the force stopped slowly.Huang Qiuling's whole body was rigidly fixed on the ground, and suddenly she felt a shivering chill coming up from her back, causing her teeth to "clack".

She could feel that in this small and cramped space, the breath of another person who should not exist in this place fell on the side of her face. He smelled a rotten stench like fish meat left outside for a week: "It's so lonely down here, can you come down and play with me?"

The thin laughter was sweet, sticking to her ears, but every word was filled with indescribable viciousness: "But this time, it's time for you to be a dog."

Xu Yuemei was packing the dishes outside, thinking of her daughter's rebellious behavior all these years, she couldn't help feeling sad again.Halfway through packing, there was a muffled sound coming from Huang Qiuling's room. She was slightly taken aback, put down her things, walked over a few steps, and knocked lightly on the door: "Xiaoling, what's inside?" sound?"

But there was no answer from inside. Xu Yuemei waited for a while, and seeing that she did not open the door for her, she sighed slightly, but didn't think much about it. She turned around and was about to walk away, when suddenly she heard another scream from inside through the door. Call.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt that something was wrong, so she quickly turned back and knocked on the door harder: "Xiaoling? Xiaoling, what's wrong with you inside? Open the door for me!" She reached out and twisted the door The handle, with a anxious expression on his face, "You girl, why are you locking the door properly! What's wrong with you?"

There was still no sound inside.

Xu Yuemei put her ear to the door and listened for a while, as if she could vaguely hear a mobile phone ringing from inside the room. Just when she was full of worries, the door she was leaning on was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Suddenly her body lost its support, she staggered, and she rushed forward half a step unsteadily.

Reluctantly holding on to the door frame to stabilize her body, when she raised her head, she saw Huang Qiuling in the room with her hair still dripping down, looking down at her expressionlessly. For a while, her thin lips He spat out a few cold words: "What's the matter?"

Xu Yuemei's body trembled slightly when she heard her speak like this, and then she stood up straight and suppressed the weird feeling in her heart, looked her up and down worriedly, and said eagerly: "Ask me what's the matter?" What are you doing in the room? Table ping pong, I heard it all the way outside the door! "He asked," I was still listening to your call, what happened? "

Huang Qiuling said indifferently: "I accidentally slipped and fell in the shower, and I didn't pay attention when I got up, and knocked my head on the washstand, so I made some noise."

When Xu Yuemei heard this, the worried expression on her face grew stronger, she took half a step forward, and immediately stretched out her hand to grab her arm to check: "Oh, why are you always careless, you girl? Doesn't matter? How many times have I told you that the bathroom in the house is covered with tiles, and it's very slippery. I asked you to put a non-slip mat, but you girl just didn't listen. It's fine now, I can hear it from outside Did you fall hard? Where did you fall..."

But when the other end looked at Xu Yuemei's outstretched hand, it obviously moved to the side, as if he didn't want her to touch it.

"It didn't fall anywhere. I'm fine."

Seeing the icy reaction from that head, Xu Yuemei paused slightly for a half-stretched hand, then dropped it powerlessly.She seemed to want to say something, with obvious tiredness on her face, after a while, she sighed in a low voice: "You are a little girl, you should take care of yourself and pay more attention..."

Hearing her words on the other end, she seemed suddenly a little impatient, she lowered her eyes slightly, and her voice became even colder: "Is there anything else?"

Xu Yuemei looked at Huang Qiuling who was standing in front of her with an uneasy expression through the cold white light in the room, she suddenly felt a little strange, she murmured for a while, but didn't say anything.Seeing that she didn't speak, the other end didn't ask any more questions, and closed the door again in front of her with a "bang".

The cell phone ringing in the room for a long time finally stopped because of time. Huang Qiuling walked slowly to the bed with her wet hair on her head. The phone was taken out from under the pillow.

The screen was locked, so she stuck her finger on it and unlocked it with her fingerprint.

Click on the recent calls, and the word "Ding Hang" in red and bold on the top missed call is a bit shocking.She looked at the screen quietly for a few seconds, tightened the hand holding the phone, and then clicked the number to dial it back.

The phone only rang two or three times before being picked up decisively by the other end, but the tone of the other end's speech sounded extremely harsh, as if she was a little out of breath because of her previous actions.

"Hey, let me say Huang Qiuling, are you sick? How can you have a good temper and come up as soon as you say it, how can I recruit you?"

Huang Qiuling didn't make a sound, just listened to the crackling words on the other end, her pair of pitch-black eyes drooped slightly, and seemed to be faintly flickering with a little green light under the light.

"I'll tell you your temper, it's because you're a woman... If you weren't a woman, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

Ding Hang scolded angrily for a while, then seemed to have vented enough, and eased up a bit: "What's wrong with you recently? Is it really because of Xia Sha? It can't be. I hit her a little bit, but when you think about it carefully, everyone didn’t do anything, right? Didn’t they just take off her clothes and slap her a few times? They didn’t really stab her with a knife!”

"Even if we threatened to throw sulfuric acid, isn't that just for fun? We didn't really do that. It's just a few things from the beginning to the end. What's the bullying? The police caps were buttoned one after another for us, but did she, Xia Sha, lose an arm or a leg?"

The boy's arrogant and domineering voice was still extremely insolent through the filter of the screen: "Oh, although it is true that the video may have something to do with us in the end, but the brothers didn't do it on purpose. Originally, I just wanted to It's fun to keep it privately and watch it, who knows which turtle grandson leaked the video...

It's just such a thing, and we didn't mean it. Even if Xia Sha really committed suicide because of dropping out of school, it has little to do with you and me, right? "

Huang Qiuling's eyes moved slightly, and her voice was soft: "Then who do you think has a lot to do with her death?"

Ding Hang didn't hear anything wrong with the voice, but continued: "Of course it's her!" The voice took it for granted, "Just because she was stripped of her clothes, she committed suicide, isn't she too fragile? The brothers did it on the spot!"

She snorted with a bit of obscenity, and smacked her mouth again: "And I think, she also has problems at home. We all know that my daughter is suffering from depression, so she has to be kept at home instead of being taken to a mental hospital. If you say let it go, let it go. The whole family can’t bear to look at a little girl? Why did she let her die like that? It seems that we have taken a life for no reason. If you say it’s wronged, panic! "

Huang Qiuling raised her eyes and looked towards a certain place in the room. The coldness and hostility surging in her black pupils was so frightening. She smiled softly, which sounded very sweet: "So you think, none of you wrong?"

Ding Hang clicked his tongue: "It might be a small mistake, but her death really has nothing to do with us." He said as if comforting, "So you can also relax, she won't come to you. Don't talk about it all day long, just like an aunt who has entered menopause, don't you bother me."

Huang Qiuling didn't speak immediately, she seemed to think for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Apart from you, where are Zhang Jun and Zhao Yong? Are they also released on bail?"

Ding Hang didn't expect that Huang Qiuling would care about their release on bail, so he thought for a while and replied casually: "Probably... I left before them, so I didn't pay attention. But just now, the two people over there sent me I have contacted by text message, it looks like it should have already come out. Hey, my old man will force me to go to school tomorrow. Today the police came and took me away when I was in class. I forgot about that last time. It’s still not gone after one pass, and now something happened under the nose, there must be another criticism at the school, damn it, it’s so annoying.”

Huang Qiuling responded in a low voice: "Well, I'll go to school tomorrow too...then after school tomorrow afternoon." She said slowly to the phone, "You still have Zhang Jun, Zhao Yong, the four of us , meet at the 'old place', I have something to tell you."

Listening to her words, the other end felt that what she said now was too unlike her previous style. Holding the phone, she couldn't help laughing foolishly: "What's the matter? Is there anything that can't be done like this?" My son said on the phone that he had to drag us together until after school, mysteriously—hey, I said you really want to listen to your mother, and draw a line with us, right? ?”

Huang Qiuling's voice was flat: "No...it's just that I think it's better to talk about some things in person."

Ding Hang looked at Huang Qiuling's side and really planned to keep it secret to the end, and laughed a few more words in disdain, but then he agreed: "Okay, 'Old Place', right? Zhang Jun and Zhao Yong and I Let me tell you, when the time comes after school, I will bring those two over to find you... Tsk, the old man is yelling at me to sleep again, I just committed a crime today, so it’s not good to be here now Offended him. We will meet tomorrow to talk about something, hang up and hang up."

He finished his sentence without waiting for a response from the other end, and cut off the call with a "beep".

Huang Qiuling listened to the blind voice who had hung up the phone. After a long while, she slowly took down the phone. Looking at the name on the screen, she smiled softly, with a gentle voice that could make people feel spine-chilling. The cold shade: "Well, see you tomorrow."