My House of Horrors

“Fan Woo said some strange things to the other kids? ”

Chan Gu Min realizes the problem. Fan Yu has a pair of eyes that can see ghosts. The child is not bad in nature. What he says in adults sounds strange is likely to be true.

“Yeah, in order not to interfere with treatment, we sent those kids to a regular psychiatric institution for psychological correction. But you know, our welfare homes are public welfare institutions, and the funds they give each year are limited, and most of the time they operate with donations from loved ones from all walks of life.” Dean is helpless: “Send the children to a regular psychiatric institution for treatment, once or twice. We can't afford to keep doing this. ”

After saying this, the dean looked up at Chen Song and seemed to be testing Chen Song's attitude.

He saw Chen Gong reveal his thoughts, thought that Chen Gong understood what he meant, relieved his breath and no longer concealed: “In a generous situation, the probability of adoption is not great, and you can say that Fan Wei is the only family, I think that Fan Wei may be more suitable for staying with relatives than in an environment like the welfare home. ”

The silence in the house, the dean and the nurse were all thin faces, hinting at this point that they felt it was enough.

After two or three minutes, Chan Song finally made up his mind: “It's not Fan Wei that's wrong. ”

The dean was slightly stunned and thought he had not made himself clear: “I know it is not Fan Yu's fault, we all want our children to be able to live healthy lives, so you don't have to bear the psychological burden. ”

“What did Fan Woo say to those kids?” Chen Gong looked seriously at the Dean: “Please make sure to tell me that the children are likely to be in danger. ”

“Dangerous?” Foot and Chan Song looked at each other for three seconds, the dean opened his mouth, all the statements previously prepared were useless, both sides were not thinking on a channel at all. Looking at Chan Song, he suddenly felt that Fan Yu's illness might have been inherited by his family.

“Yes, please tell me what Fan Yu said, and the names and contact details of the children, who can be in danger.” Chen Gong spoke solemnly and didn't seem like a joke at all.

The Dean's face barely smiled: “Mr. Chen, let me get this straight. Fan Wei has no sense of belonging to our welfare home. He probably wants to live with his family more. He's a very smart kid, just having some psychological problems, and if you have this financial strength, we sincerely hope that you can take him away for more formal, professional psychotherapy. ”

“Not yet. I'm not safe there.” Chen Gong is telling the truth, at least he must not bring Fan Wei to his horror house until the Weird Talks Association is completely resolved.

The dean has heard a lot of excuses to refuse adoption, but for the first time he has heard it because it is not safe at home: "Well, you have to visit him more often, talk to the child more often, and we will do our best to help him. ”

“Mmm.”

The nurse leads Chen Song out of the dean's house. This nurse of the same age as Chen Song is a little embarrassed. The voice is a little apologetic: “We don't want to rush Fan Yu away. The child is actually very obedient and understandable, which can be strange from time to time. ”

Chan Sing smiled slightly, without defense: “I know what you're trying to say, but have you thought about it, what if what he says is true? ”

The nurse slowed down, she sneaked a peek at Chen Song, and she didn't know why. The man's words in front of her were somewhat convincing.

“Here we are, right here. ”

The nurse parked next to the room where she had just met the two children and found that the door to both rooms was open: "Jianghe and Jiangjin ran away again. ”

She rushed into one of the rooms and just walked into the living room she heard the glass breaking in the bedroom, followed by a girl crying and shouting - sister words, as if her sister had been bullied.

“Jiang Jin, Jiang He! You two get up against the wall! ”

The nurse reprimanded the two boys in the house. Chen Song still stopped at the door. He looked at the name of the person written in a colored pen on the door. Among the large number of children with Jiang surnames, Fan Yu's name was particularly prominent.

“This kid is so uncomfortable.” Chen Gong walked into the bedroom and saw him sitting next to the desk, bowing his head to paint the broad picture, he didn't care about everything outside.

Standing next to Fan Yu, a little girl with a crying face continued to wipe her eyes with her little hands. Tears couldn't stop falling. Her mouth kept screaming at her sister and sister.

After the nurse denounced Jiang He and Jiang Jin, he held the girl and coddled her up, but the more the girl cried, the more wet her eyes became red and swollen, and her round little fingers pointed at Jiang He and Jin: “They killed my sister! Kill my sister! ”

The girl is cute and wears a little thick and is held in her arms by a nurse like a cotton dumpling.

But it was such a lovely child who kept shouting such cruel words as "kill my sister”.

“Jiang Jin, Jiang He! What have you two done?” The nurse was a little angry and she cared about the little girl.

“We just wanted to see her glass, she had to give it away, and it broke by accident, and we didn't know who stepped on the spider inside.” Two children were also grieved.

“Spider?" Sister? "Chen Gongwang turned to the center of the bedroom, the glass of tea was broken and there was a crushed spider in the middle of the debris.

The circumstances of the incident had been clarified, and the nurse had allowed two boys to leave first, and she was constantly comforting the little girl.

But the little girl didn't listen at all and cried harder and harder.

She broke free of the nurse's arms and picked up the spider that had been trampled to death on the ground. She didn't dislike it at all. She ran to Fan Yu with her hands. The sound of despair was heartbreaking: "They killed my sister! My sister is dead! ”

Little girls look like they're only about four or five years old, with their toes a little taller than the desk.

He kept his head down to paint the painting of the broad, ignoring the girl, and then became impatient with the girl's crying. He put down his pen and put his hand over the little girl's head: “Sister, she's not dead, she just left temporarily. ”

Fan Yu picked up the painting on the table with his free hand and put it in front of the girl: “Sister was right behind you. ”

On plain paper, a tight, solid little girl wrapped in a black pen, and behind the girl is a giant human creature drawn with a red pen!

It lay behind the little girl, her face pressed against her head and her limbs bowed half like spider's foot.

Seeing Fan Yu's painting, the girl slowly stopped crying.

Rubbing the girl's head, Fan Yu glanced at Chen Song at the door: “Look, sister went behind that man. ”