Panguan

Maybe I haven't lived for too long, I smelled paralyzed and thought: This time everything is dreamy, it's better to go out earlier.

Chapter 9 Notes

Will the child still go crazy? Xia Qiao asked fearfully.

It's fine after tonight. Wen Shi said.

Oh. Xia Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Wen added: Wait until tomorrow to stimulate him again, it will be another crazy method.

Xia Qiao: ...

He slapped the frame when he smelled it.

Mianmian was boring to beat people, Xie Wen smiled instead of being annoyed, and said, Are some people too fierce?

Some people pretended not to say anything.

There are no windows in the utility room, and spending a little time in it will confuse the time.

Xia Qiao was too scared to close his eyes, but when he smelled it, he leaned against the cabinet and said, I'll sleep for a while.

In order to prevent the annoying Xie Wen from breaking into eight petals, he reluctantly found a safe position, closed his eyes and patted the frame and said, Be honest.

Xie Wen readily agreed, and after a while he suddenly said, Your stomach is growling, are you hungry?

The doll said coldly, Shut up.

Xie Wen smiled and said, Okay.

Then really quiet down.

After a long time, the sky finally dawned.

It was still dark in the utility room, but the sound of footsteps outside told them that the grandfather and grandson had already woken up.

Wen Shi was thinking about the locked drawer downstairs and wanted to go out and have a look. Afraid of encountering new dangers, he did not bring Xiaqiao and let him wait in the utility room.

Originally, he didn't even want to bring Xie Wen, but Xie Wen said, I don't occupy any space, and I can still keep a watch, really don't think about it?

So I thought about it when I smelled it... I tucked the mirror into the deepest part of the cabinet.

Xie asked: ...

Who made you break easily? If you were a doll, I'd take you. Wen Shi finished calmly, opened the door and slipped out.

He is still more used to doing these things alone, and he has fewer worries.

Although the cages are all false, there have also been many cases where the judge failed to remove the evil, but instead put his life into it.

He didn't want to risk the lives of Xia Qiao and Xie Wen.

***

The house is still old-fashioned windows, light in general. It was always dark outside, and the room was dark.

He hid in the corner when he smelled, and saw the old man go upstairs slowly.

The chandelier that fell last night was gone, and there was a black hole in the ceiling.

The hallway on the second floor was littered with the stumps of the dolls, the torn heads rolled to the ground, and cotton wool overflowed from their necks.

The glass bead-like eyes were pulled off and rolled to the ground. Some were wide open, staring unblinkingly at the roof.

The old man took out a black garbage bag from his pocket, shook it open, and picked up the heads and hands and feet without a word.

The little boy stood in the backlit shadow, staring at him motionless.

After a while, he whispered, I'm sorry.

The old man was silent.

He repeated, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry grandpa.

The old man sighed softly, straightened his body with difficulty, and asked him, Aren't these your favorite dolls? Why are they broken again.

The little boy's tone was still flat: Because I'm afraid.

When smelling: ...

What are you saying again?

If Xia Qiao heard this, he could collapse on the spot.

I thought to myself when I smelled it.

And the little boy is still explaining: They always look at me, I am afraid.

So you took their eyes off again? the old man asked.

Um.

When I smelled it, I remembered the missing eyes of those Chinese-style dolls in the cupboard, and understood the old man's you. This kind of thing, I am afraid the little boy has gone through several times.

The old man sighed, and his voice was light and fluttering, making the house look even more sinister.

The little boy said suddenly, They are alive.

The old man looked at him.

Little boy: They will all live.

Old man: No. Remember what I taught you before? As long as you wear the thread on your chest, you won't be able to live.

The little boy picked up the stump of the doll on the ground, and said terrifyingly: Remember, so I tore them all up. These chests have buttons and corsages, but some don't.

The old man didn't know how to make him understand, so he had to say, This kind of doll is different.

The little boy asked, What's the difference?

The old man shook his head, reduced the remaining stumps, and put them in a garbage bag and tied them. Then ask: Why do you always think the doll will live?

The little boy stopped talking.

The old man softened his tone again, as if joking and coaxing him: Even if it is real, it would be nice to have a child to play with.

Not good. The little boy shook his head immediately.

Why? the old man asked.

Then you don't want me anymore.

No, how could it be. The old man was stunned for a long time, and then said slowly, Grandpa won't want you.

He frowned slightly when he heard it.

But he didn't delay much here. Taking advantage of the old man sweeping the lint all over the floor, he slipped downstairs under the cover of the garbage bag.

You finally came down. Xie Wen's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he was shocked when he heard it.

One hop.

He just remembered that there was a full-length mirror at the door of the old man's bedroom, and Xie Wen could go back and forth between the mirrors freely.

Is it fun up there? The blurred figure in the mirror glanced upstairs, I thought you were going to come down hand in hand with that old and young man.