This is not a weird story

The sun is shining brightly outside the window.

In the bright and spacious living room, Su Ya, wearing a white nightgown, was sitting alone at the dining table, enjoying a sumptuous breakfast.

She spent half an hour preparing this for herself. There were two pieces of toast, a runny omelette, and some boiled broccoli on the plate. Another small bowl contained apples, peaches, sweet pineapples, etc. The mixed chunks and fruit are topped with some salad dressing.

A breeze blew in from the half-open window, making Su Ya feel very comfortable. She stood up and took a delicate radio, opened her favorite "Morning Reading" column, and placed the radio on the dining table.

Taking a deep breath of the aroma of the food, Su Ya listened to the program and enjoyed her breakfast.

The "Morning Reading" program is telling a story, and a beautiful female voice is telling it. Her voice is soft, neither fast nor slow, just like a beautiful note, which makes people's ears enjoy it very much.

With a slight smile on her face, Su Yan put one-third of the omelette into her mouth and chewed it slowly.

Then I inserted a piece of cooked broccoli with a fork, dipped a little salad dressing into the fruit bowl, and ate it in one bite.

"The morning sun was warm, and Mina, who had slept for eight hours, felt full of energy at the moment, as if she had endless power. After washing, she went to the kitchen to make herself a breakfast with high nutritional value. There was a crisp chirping of birds, as if they were saying hello to Mina..."

The beautiful female voice on the radio slowly recounted the same beautiful morning.

Su Yan listened and chewed the food on the plate slowly.

"Mina's breakfast consists of two pieces of toast, a fried egg, and some boiled broccoli." A voice came from the radio.

Su Yan looked at the breakfast on her plate, the smile on her face became brighter, and she said to herself: "What a coincidence?"

The female voice on the radio continued: "In order to make the nutritional mix more balanced, she also prepared a bowl of mixed fruits including apples, peaches, and pineapples... and spread a layer of white and smooth salad dressing to make your mouth water..."

Su Yan looked at the fruits in the fruit bowl on her dining table and frowned slightly.

Apple, peach, sweet pineapple.

She glanced at these fruits one by one, and was surprised. She didn't know why it was such a coincidence that the breakfast fruits on the radio were exactly the same as hers! ?

"Mina cut off a third of the omelette with a table knife and put it in her mouth. Feeling the pleasant fragrance of the egg liquid filling her mouth, she suddenly felt like she was the happiest person in the world! Then she ate again She took a bite of broccoli. Suddenly Mina was stunned. She didn't know what she was thinking, or what caused some doubts in her heart. At this time, Mina was still holding the fork in her right hand..."

Su Ya lowered her head and looked at her right hand. She had just put the broccoli into her mouth and swallowed it. At this time, her right hand was indeed holding the fork and did not put it down.

"How could this happen?" Su Ya was a little frightened.

Because so far, from the time I made breakfast until now, the protagonist narrated on the radio has done the same thing as me, as if the storyteller was narrating his every move just now, without any mistakes.

The wonderful feeling just now has disappeared. At this time, goose bumps appeared on Su Ya's arms. She quickly put down the fork in her hand and reached out to pull out a tissue...

"Mina put down her fork and took out a white tissue from the tissue box..."

Su Ya held the tissue in her hand and paused suddenly, not daring to make any more moves, just frozen with a frightened expression.

The narration continued on the radio.

"She wiped her mouth with a tissue and continued to enjoy her food. What Mina was most satisfied with today's food was the fried egg, and then the bowl of fruit salad..."

When Su Ya saw that the radio was continuing, she originally wanted to use a tissue to wipe her mouth, but now that the radio had said that the protagonist Mina also wiped her mouth with a tissue, Su Ya immediately stopped continuing. He directly crushed the tissue in his hand into a ball and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

She subconsciously wanted to do something different from what was told on the radio. Otherwise, if her actions were the same as the protagonist in it, Su Ya would be scared to death.

This counter-operation was indeed different from the protagonist on the radio. The subsequent story description was no longer the same as before, that is, it no longer overlapped with Su Ya.

This made Su Ya's fear just now begin to weaken. Although her heartbeat was still a little fast and she felt uncomfortable, it was all calming down.

"It's probably just a coincidence!"

After coming back to her senses, Su Ya immediately speeded up her breakfast, quickly finished two pieces of bread and broccoli, and then started eating fruit. However, the heroine on the radio had already finished her breakfast and put the tableware away. After returning to the kitchen, I started to clean up the house.

Su Ya's original plan was to start cleaning after breakfast, but now that she heard the heroine on the radio doing this, she was not going to do it again. Instead, she was going to wash the dishes first, go out to buy some food, and then come back. clean.

At this time, the radio said: "Mina was whistling, with a glistening bead of sweat on her forehead. She wiped the furniture in the living room with a brand-new rag. Then she came to the bedroom and prepared to wipe her makeup. The table and bedside table, but no one expected the tragedy to happen so suddenly. She accidentally knocked over the vase while wiping it. This vase was an imitation Song Dynasty that Mina had just bought last week for 2,000 yuan. Kiln porcelain…”

At this time, Su Ya had just stood up to clear the tableware on the table. When she heard these words spoken on the radio, there was a sudden snap in the bedroom behind her, and something fell to the ground.

Su Ya was startled, the words on the radio just now were still echoing in her ears.

"Knocked over the vase!"

Su Ya remembered that she had just bought a vase. Although it was not as expensive as the radio said, it was indeed placed in the bedroom and she had not had time to arrange flowers in it.

She was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. After taking two deep breaths, she grabbed the fork on the dining table, held it tightly in her hand, and looked toward the bedroom with a horrified face.

From the dining table, you can only see the door to the bedroom, and you can't see clearly what's going on inside, but the crisp sound just now did come from inside.

Su Ya took two trembling steps forward, stretching her neck to see if there was anyone in the bedroom. She unknowingly grabbed the fork with both hands and put it in front of herself.

After arriving at the door of the bedroom, he lowered his head and looked at the ground inside. Sure enough, he saw the broken pieces of the vase still on the ground.

Su Ya immediately looked up and looked elsewhere in the bedroom, but she didn't see anyone. At this moment, her heartbeat was beating like a drum, her face was as pale as paper, and her hands and feet had become cold.

The story is still being told on the radio on the dining room table.

"After the vase broke, Mina rushed to get a broom and dustpan, but she stepped on a smooth piece of debris. After falling to the ground, Mina's carotid artery in her neck was severed by the largest piece of debris on the ground, and the blood spurted out. Tiny red dots like flowers are printed on the bedroom walls and curtains..."

Crunch!

At this moment, Su Ya heard an unusual sound from the bedroom wardrobe, and saw the largest wardrobe door slowly opening.