My House of Horrors

Chen Song, with his talents of masquerading and living dolls and having made hundreds of dolls himself, believed in his judgment: “This face is almost identical to that of the child in the picture. The question is, why did I touch this face on the wall? Is it true that the child in the search has been murdered? Is the body related to the wall? ”

Slowly retract your arms and Chan Song still stands in place, quietly around you, without any sound or smell anything special.

“Couples fighting on the second floor lost their children, whose names are Dabao, and it is likely that they posted the search outside the corridor. ”

“The couple on the second floor were looking for the lost child, but I touched the child's face on the hallway wall, and the child turned into a ghost and went back to the building, or was he killed in the building? Is the murderer an occupant of the building? ”

The more Chen Gong thought it was possible, his husband went out late at night and his wife, who was pregnant with a second child, did not lock the door and chased him out. Normally, the child who was left alone in the house should not sneak out alone unless he saw something or someone he knew called him outside the door.

“Is the killer a neighbor? ”

The word neighbor is common, but it means something different to Chen Song, because this nightmare-class routine he's doing is named Neighbor.

One step forward, Chen Guo felt more comfortable holding onto the wall, but when his palms were about to hit the wall, he stopped again. The scene just now gave him a psychological shadow, and he was worried about touching something else.

After one finger fell and touched the cold and hard wallskin, Chen Gong was relieved, and if it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to touch the passing “people”.

“I'm just here to do my job. I don't have to look into what's going on here. I just have to close my eyes and walk to the roof. Everything else has nothing to do with me.” Chen Gong said and took another step forward, but as his body moved, he suddenly felt the corner of his clothes dragged by something.

“Is that the kid?” Chen Gong was stuck on the stairs. He closed his eyes and couldn't see anything. He had to wait for the other party to let go.

After about five seconds, Chan Gong took another step forward, and he could clearly feel the power behind him pulling him.

The other party had no intention of letting go, and Chen Song dared not come hard. He tried to take a step backwards, and the tension decreased significantly.

“Something doesn't seem to want me to leave. ”

A terrible thought surfaced in his heart. Chen Gong squatted down slowly and asked behind himself, "Dabao? ”

The tension suddenly disappeared, but soon returned to normal.

“Is it really you?” Chen Gong tried to slow down his speech: “Your parents are looking for you. Go home. ”

I don't know what Chen Gong said to stimulate each other, he felt the pulling force behind him suddenly grew, as if he wanted to drag him into the wall.

“Wait, if you don't like your parents and don't want to go home, I can stay with you!” Chen Gong immediately changed his mouth.

“In fact, my childhood wasn't so good, and my parents were always arguing over trivial things and seeing them look horrible, I could only hide in the corner by myself. Dinner is lively and lively, but my family is always cold and refreshing. Occasionally, the family gathers in three places, and it always dissipates. ”

It seems that no one has ever said anything like that to him, and Chen Gong can feel that the tension behind him has decreased somewhat.

“Arguing, smashing things in the house, their anger sometimes spilled on me, one unknown beating made me live with care, I didn't even dare cry out loud.” Chen Gong sighed softly: “Even if I grew up now, I wouldn't forget what happened in the past. The scars were not erased by time, but over time, I slowly learned to adapt to the pain. ”

Chen Gong squatted on the stairs. He turned around and mumbled to himself in the dark: “Isn't that pathetic? I'm just a child who doesn't get the love of an adult, but also forces himself to be an adult who understands. ”

The tension gradually diminished, and Chan Song's words seemed to resonate with each other.

“I've experienced that feeling of a person, and as a result I've become sensitive, suspicious of everything, and I know it's uncomfortable, so if you don't mind, I can be your friend, and I don't want you to experience the kind of sadness I've been through.” The power behind it completely disappears, but Chen Song still remains in his position. The adult response to the child is a mirror. A good response can show the child an excellent self, and a bad response is like a haha mirror, which can create distorted perceptions for the child.

Chen Gong doesn't have children, but he deals with them a lot of times, and he knows exactly how to respond to a person.

Dabao's family is unfortunate, and Chan Song is willing to help each other if he can.

There was no sound around, his clothes were not pulled anymore, and the child seemed to have left.

Chen Gong couldn't see anything, his hands pressed against the wall, and he didn't touch anything strange again: "Don't worry, I'm just going to go to the roof and I'll be back when things are done. ”

Speaking to the darkness, Chan Song slowly rose up, he was holding the wall upwards, and the hand near the railing suddenly felt a little cold, as if someone had stuffed a piece of ice into his palm.

Shivering at his fingertips, Chen Guo five fingers closed, he was sure his hand was caught by the other hand.

Goosebumps instinct emerged from the neck, Chen Gong stayed in place for two seconds, then held the little hand hard: “We can go together, but you have to remember a little, it's dangerous, you have to run away, leave me alone, understand? ”

With that hand in his hand, Chen Gong continued to move up. He walked smoothly from the seventh floor to the eleventh floor. There were no accidents in the middle.

But just as he arrived on the eleventh floor, the elevator in the hallway rang and the elevator door opened, as if someone had taken the elevator to the eleventh floor late at night.

I don't know if the other person is a ghost. In order not to cause a misunderstanding, Chen Song stopped walking and did not continue to move.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor on the eleventh floor, followed by the sound of the keys colliding with each other, after which the keys plugged into the locking head, the spring springing, and the burglar door was opened.

Just as Chen Gong thought he was going in the house, a huge force came from the hallway. Someone grabbed his left arm and seemed desperate to drag him into the room where he had just opened the door!

When his body lost balance and Chan Song, blindfolded, almost fell, another force pulled his right hand and tried to stop him from being taken away.