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Although Leng Xinyu is a nurse and has touched a lot of corpses on weekdays, her first contact with ghosts was beyond her psychological tolerance.
Shi Yu looked at the table full of dishes, while some people looked at her with a smile.Ying Zhuo stood opposite the table, separated by a dining table where the tragedy had occurred, but there was a curious color in his starry eyes.
He said: "You aren't afraid because you have an innocent heart."
This curiosity definitely does not come from this murder, but from time.
Sometimes, when a man praises a woman, there will be a little bit of personal emotion in it. But with Ying Zhuo's unhurried tone and that very serious expression, it seems like it didn't have any frivolous feelings in it.
It was the first time Shi Yu heard someone praise herself like this, and it was unavoidable that it felt a little bit novel.
In the past, she stood under many spotlights and was questioned and speculated. The world couldn't wait to pour the most filthy and dirty words on her. Shi Yu never felt that she had an 'innocent heart'.
After calming down, the voice of a little boy suddenly came from the surrounding area.
"Mom, you said that you would tell me the story of Little Tadpoles Finding their Mother when you come back today. Come on, I haven't slept yet."
The sound appeared so suddenly, no source of the sound could be found as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.
"Mom, he's calling you." Shi Yu grinned at Hu Fang. (Hahahaha you got what you've deserved.)
Hu Fang shook his head: "I'm not going! I'm not going!"
As soon as his voice fell, the little boy's voice suddenly laugh. It was like a mountain suddenly drooping off, as if it contained tremendous power, squeezing everything.
"You forget every time. If you forget it this time, I will really be angry."
"..." Hu Fang. (Ahahahahah I like seeing misery.)
"By the way, mother, remember to bring the storybook with you. The last story you told me was completely different from the one in the storybook, I was criticized by my teacher after writing an essay about it."
Very good, they got information to advance the plot.
Find the storybook Little Tadpoles Finding their Mother, and read it to the child staying in the child's bedroom.
Shi Yu just observed the layout of the entire room 404. From the floor plan, it was a "T" shape. After they pushed the door in, they were in the living room. On the left is the dining area. There is a corridor directly opposite to the left and right sides. Each has two closed doors. All are locked.
The first on the left and right are frosted doors, looking inside through the frosted glass, the kitchen is on the left, and the bathroom is on the right.
The two doors that go further in are wooden doors for the bedrooms. The left side is the child's room, and the right side is the parent's bedroom.
And on the wall of the corridor in the middle hangs a family portrait.
Shi Yu stopped at the family portrait and looked at the photo of the family of three smiling and happily facing the camera. Suddenly, there was a little hollow and unknown emotion rippling in her heart.
Ying Zhuo stood beside her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
He seems to have the ability to sense other people's emotional changes anytime and anywhere. Although this girl doesn't have any expressions on her face, Ying Zhuo can feel her strangeness. Ying Zhuo was very curious.
Shi Yu looked at this family of three. The parents were sitting on the mahogany stool, and the little boy stood between the two, with a bright smile on his chubby little face. The father was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, while the mother was wearing a white gauze skirt, and the two held their child.
In this photo, a small family is contained.
"My mother passed away as soon as I was born." Shi Yu said with a smile, seemingly relieved. "I have only seen my mother in the photo, but that's also good. Her youth will always stay in the year when I was born."
Shi Yu didn't know why she had said this to a man she had just met. Perhaps it was his overly handsome appearance that broke her psychological defense. (The power of good looks smh)
People are really visual animals, she thought. (True, but now, I only find anime boys more handsome than real men.)
"Found it!" Leng Xinyu suddenly exclaimed in the living room, attracting everyone.
She squatted in front of the sofa in the living room, holding a thick book in her hand with the words "Little Tadpoles Finding their Mother" on it.
Leng Xinyu was a little surprised: "I just looked around, and suddenly I saw something under the coffee table in the living room. I picked it up and looked at it by the light."
On the first page of the book "Little Tadpoles Finding their Mother", the child's name is also written.
Li Sirui. This is the name of the little boy.
The storybook was found, but the key to the little boy's bedroom wasn't.
Now, the places they can move around are the living room and dining room. The four people are simply here to give each other a sense of security and look around with the flashlights in their respective watches.
When Shi Yu gave a glance, she caught a glimpse of something in the trash can beside the dining table. She squatted down and turned the trash can over.
There was no food waste inside. Instead, there were a few red checkered papers, the same piece of paper as the note found in the corridor.
And the above content can be pieced together with the first note.
"Mom bought me a baseball cap, and my dad bought me a small ball. I actually didn’t want it, because my parents quarreled about our family money constraints some time ago. I’m not a sensible child but I still want to save money for the family. As long as the whole family is happy and together, that’s fine..."
Children at this age haven't really know the value of money.
What the child hopes the most is the last sentence in this note.
Ying Zhuo walked over from the living room: "I also found a fragment of the child's note in the slit of the sofa."
The two of them looked at the note together, which read:
"There is an uncle who takes pictures in the amusement park, saying that it's free. I took my parents to go, but they said that it's better to play games if the park is about to be closed. Anyway, there's already a family photo at home. There's no need to do it again. Taking a picture is a waste of time..."
The key to the child’s bedroom isn't difficult to find. The happiest thing for the child is going to the amusement park with his parents on his birthday. From the lines in the child’s notes, it can be seen that he hopes to take another family portrait with his parents.
Shi Yu turned back again and reached out to touch the portrait at the end of the corridor. Touching it with her hand, the whole photo suddenly "clicked" off the wall and fell to Shi Yu's feet. The fragile glass broke apart in an instant.
The picture broke and separated all the three members of the family.
The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and layers of coldness slowly moved upward along the soles of the four players' feet.
A small silver key was lying on the floor. Shi Yu carefully picked it up and threw it to Hu Fang: "Go, your son is waiting for you inside."
Hu Fang was holding the key, his face pale as a paper. He severely regrets it, why did he open room 404 and entered first?
The key was slowly inserted into the door's eye, and when turned slightly, the door "clicked" and opened a gap.
The bedroom is dark and there's no light. You can only follow the light provided by the watch to know that there are only about 15 square meters of space in this child’s bedroom. There is nothing else other than a bed, a study table, and a wardrobe.
Hu Fang was holding the book, standing at the door of the bedroom, stammering while reading the contents of the book.
"The little tadpoles swim in the pond and can't find their mother. They saw the mother duck, and the mother duck said, I am not your mother..."
When Hu Fang finished reading the last word, he felt as if his trouser legs were being held by someone. Looking down, the child was standing beside him and smiled at Hu Fang with his face up.
"Mother."
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T/N: Congratulations on being a mother, Hu Fang!
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