My House of Horrors

“At first, I thought the food I cooked didn't suit her appetite and didn't care. ”

“But then I realized it wasn't like that. ”

“One night in the middle of the night I woke up from my sleep, and when I heard something moving in the kitchen, I quietly climbed out of bed. ”

“The lights weren't on in the house, I thought it was a thief. I came close and found out that the back of the kitchen looked a little like my wife. ”

“She took a large chunk of meat out of one plastic bag and a knife in the other hand. ”

“Chopping the meat would make a noise, maybe she was worried about waking me up, just slicing the surface of the meat open, then putting it in the seasoning, then putting it all in the pan. ”

“Stewed meat? How dare my wife stew meat at night? ”

“Maybe she's preparing for breakfast and lunch tomorrow. ”

“I loved my wife and although it seemed strange, I did not bother her her, went back to her room and looked at her secretly along the open door. ”

“It was three o'clock in the morning, and the wife's flesh was finally stewed, and she looked out and saw the bedroom door open, and I lay asleep in bed. ”

“She didn't seem to want me to see anything, so she closed the kitchen door. ”

“Then I heard my teeth bite something, about twenty minutes later, and my wife walked out of the kitchen with a black opaque garbage bag. ”

“I don't know why, I look at her and feel a little scared. ”

“Her stomach stirred up slightly, with oil stains on her face and a satisfied smile. ”

“After throwing away the garbage bag, my wife took a bath and flushed the smell off her body, lying beside me as usual. ”

“The pillowman seemed to have a special taste, and from the beginning of the day I realized I didn't understand her at all. ”

“I haven't slept all night, I get up to work at dawn and my wife is still lying beside me sleeping perfectly. ”

“She sleeps so beautifully, she can't help but want to kiss. Kiss, but what happened in the kitchen last night made me hesitate. ”

“I looked at her belly, and her belly wasn't that drummed anymore. ”

“Everything last night was like a hallucination. ”

“I got dressed and went downstairs, and the trash can downstairs had been cleaned up, and I couldn't find the black trash bag from last night. ”

“The next night the same thing happened again, and she seemed to have a disease that liked to eat meat. ”

“I haven't slept all night again, until 4: 00 in the morning, when my wife was asleep, I went out dressed quietly. ”

“Before dawn, I looked in the garbage and finally saw the black plastic bag my wife threw away. ”

“It's a bone covered in teeth, like a chicken. ”

“My wife could eat a whole chicken all by herself, and suddenly I realized I didn't know her enough. ”

“On the new day, my wife's anomaly continues, and I get up early every morning to look through the trash that my wife throws away. ”

“The more I looked, the more I was shocked. ”

“My wife seemed to be trying different kinds of meat, from the first chickens, to the fish, and then I even found bags with cat hair and dog hair. ”

“I was a cat-loving person and since that day I felt I needed to talk to her. ”

“She must be sick, or she has a demon in her stomach. ”

“No one will tolerate their pillowmen to do such crazy things. ”

“I stalled her, and at first she refused to admit it, but when I took out the black bag of garbage, she finally lowered her head. ”

“She told me that she had no control over herself and that she was hungry at night, and that she had no abnormal behavior other than that. ”

“She said she would take good care of me and love me, but who would want her pillow to be a morbid lunatic? ”

“After careful consideration, I decided to divorce her and hasten to end this brief marriage. ”

“My wife suffered and I loved her in my heart, but I was disturbed by her actions. ”

“I left her and moved out on my own. ”

“My wife seems to still love me, leaving me messages, calling me every day and trying to reach me at all costs. ”

“Frankly, she has no shortcomings, other than her peculiarities, tenderness, beauty and virtue. ”

“Gradually, a little guilt and self-reproach arose in my heart. ”

“For about a month, I received a call from a strange man claiming to be a police officer. ”

“He suspected that my wife was involved in a case of disappearance on television and asked me some questions and asked me to be more careful. ”

“I'm starting to get a little lucky that I left my wife early, and if I'm a few days late, I'm afraid I'm the one who disappeared. ”

“Back at the rental place, I reheat the cold meal and swallow it. ”

“After eating, I felt like I was hallucinating. ”

“I saw my wife drill out from under the bed in the bedroom. ”

“She looked at me with a smile and said that I had not noticed my body and had not seen it for such a long time. The habit of not wasting leftovers remained unchanged. ”

“I don't know how she got into my house, I just know I'm afraid I'll never be able to leave her again and be with her forever. ”

This is the end of the woman's story, and after she finished, both number two and Chen Song subconsciously moved away from her.

This woman tells her wife's story from her husband's point of view, but according to the drama of her story, her husband is very rare, and I'm afraid he's long gone.

The only person who knew so much about being alive was his wife.

The wife's profession is radio anchor, and the woman herself has a beautiful voice, and many parts of the story beautify the wife.

As you can see from these details, the woman in front of you is probably the crazy woman in the story who likes to eat meat.

“I haven't heard such a wonderful story in a long time.” The man on the left clapped his hands gently. He looked at the woman with an aggressive look and a hint of fun in his eyes: “The stories of the three newcomers are all interesting and hard to choose from. ”

After that, he slowly looked up at Chen Song, his eyes under the mask staring at Chen Song's face: “Number four, let me hear your story. ”

“Is it my turn?” Chen Song is thinking about the problem, the number three beside him, the voice has high recognition, only through the voice, Chen Song has confirmed each other's identity.

Number three is the podcast of a midnight radio station in Jiujiang called Lychee, and Chan Gong has heard her show.

Several people in the house are looking forward to the story of Chen Song, after all, he is the fourth special newcomer to appear.

Chen Guo stood at the corner of the house, no one could see, the blood color flickered in the shadow behind him, a piece of blood thread like a needle, weaving a bright red coat.

“I have a lot of stories, let me think about which one to start with. ”