Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao felt like she was suffocating. She couldn't breathe. Her body was pressed tightly by the earth, leaving no room for struggle.

She felt like she was really going to die.

But she can't die yet.

Lu Sheng is still waiting for her.

That child still needs her, too.

The feeling of lack of oxygen made her seem to be seeing hallucinations in the darkness, her unfinished college life, her daily mischief with Lu Sheng, and the boy who was covered in injuries.

For a moment, the shadows of Lu Sheng and the boy overlapped.

Bai Yao opened her eyes, stretched out one hand from the soil, and pushed the soil above her head. The rain washed her face. She breathed heavily and heard the cat meowing next to her.

A black cat came here at some point. It scratched the dirt with its paws. When it saw someone suddenly inside, it was frightened and jumped far away.

Bai Yao was able to find a crack in the soil and struggle out, thanks to this cat.

She climbed out of the pit with great effort, not caring about the pricks on her hands caused by the flower's thorns. She guessed that her current image must be very scary, otherwise the cat wouldn't look at her in horror.

Bai Yao encountered something cold and hard several times while crawling out. She pulled it out. After the rain washed away the soil in her hand, she saw clearly that it was a piece of bone through the light of lightning.

The black cat barked again.

Under the fierce lightning and thunder, in the flower patch with Bai Yao sitting on the ground as the center, there were broken bones in the soil, and there were even a few heads.

Small head, thin bones.

They are all children.

Bai Yao looked at the house steadily, supported her weak body with both hands, got up from the ground, and staggered towards the house.

There was only a small, warm light on in the living room. On the contrary, the light in the bathroom was extremely bright.

Chen Yan casually took off her raincoat stained with mud and red blood. Her clothes were very clean, just like she was the woman who loved to be clean and tidy.

The moment she walked out of the bathroom, Chen Yan looked at the muddy footprints on the floor and frowned slightly. Before she could react, she was met head-on by a shovel.

Chen Yan was caught off guard and collapsed to the ground, blood quickly sliding down her face from the top of her head.

She covered her head and saw a shadow standing in the dim light.

The white skirt on Bai Yao's body has long lost its original color. The rain and mud mixed with the blood on her head, making her look like an evil ghost who just crawled out of hell.

She's not dead yet!

If she wasn't dead, wouldn't she know how to escape?

It's back!

Chen Yan shouted: "Why do you have to go against me!"

Bai Yao raised the shovel in her hand high, "Because mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have been natural enemies since ancient times!"

As Bai Yao said these words, she took the shovel and hit Chen Yan's head hard again.

Chen Yan was lying on the ground, motionless.

The moment Chen Yan lost mobility, Bai Yao hurriedly ran into the bathroom. The smell of blood made her legs weak and she almost fell to the ground.

The water in the bathtub was dyed red with blood and seemed to be warm. The child submerged in it had his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

The child who had been imprisoned for three years and survived by longing for his mother seemed to be floating in a sea of ​​silence in this small bathtub.

Bai Yao threw away the things in her hands. She wanted to take the child out of the bathtub, but when she touched the child's hand, she just took out his hand.

Bai Yao was stunned for a long time, then slowly, she gently put her hand back.

Only when there were drops of water dripping from the water, creating circles of bloody ripples, did she realize that those were her own tears.

The doll of the Black Death was stuck behind the bathroom door, and the red strawberry pendant necklace was broken and scattered on the cold floor.

Thunder roared outside the window, and terrible lightning split the night in two.

When Chen Yan regained some consciousness, her first reaction was to touch her belly. In this dangerous situation, her first concern was the child in her belly.

What a great maternal love.

Chen Yan put his hands on the floor and tried to escape from here.

However, the girl's voice that had lost her mind came from behind her, "Chen Yan, I'm going to kill you!"

Bai Yao was holding a kitchen knife found in the kitchen. She stepped on Chen Yan's back, grabbed Chen Yan's hair with one hand, and pointed the knife directly at Chen Yan's neck, " I must kill you!"

Chen Yan shouted in shock.

But after a thunder, her body lost its restraints and fell to the ground.

Chen Yan opened his frightened eyes.

Where is there another person in this empty house?

At two o'clock in the morning, just as the weather forecast said, the storm stopped.

The white house surrounded by bougainvillea was brightly lit. The wind and rain tonight did not invade the house, and everything seemed normal.

The person on the bed opened his eyes full of bloodshot eyes and tears, "I must kill you!"

The next second, she sat up from the bed. The raised hand was wrapped by a big hand, and a familiar embrace surrounded her whole body.

Someone was patting her back gently and whispering comfort, "Yao Yao, it's okay, it's okay..."

The bright lights and warm breath impacted her senses in an instant. Her black eyes slowly gained focus, as if she had returned to reality from a nightmare. The unreality gradually faded away with the boy's comfort. the actual outline.

Bai Yao slowly came out of the tight stress reaction. She felt her breathing and seemed to hear her heartbeat, and then she regained control of her body.

She raised her pale face and saw Lu Sheng.

He was the same as she remembered, with hair color like the sunset, handsome face, and a bright smile every time he talked to her. It was as if everything in this world should be beautiful in his eyes. of.

She burst into tears.

Lu Sheng's eyes were panicked, and the look on his face was a little more panicked, "Yaoyao, don't cry, don't cry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have come back so late, I should have stayed with you, it's all mine Wrong, it was me who made you go through all this...it was my fault..."

As he spoke, his back became less and less straight, and he bent over. His voice couldn't help but choke, and the mist in his dark eyes gradually turned into tears.

Bai Yao stretched out her hand and hugged his neck tightly, burying her face into his neck, crying so hard that her whole body was shaking, "I'm so useless, I didn't save you... I'm going to kill her, I must kill her!"

Bai Yao had a heartbreaking feeling that she desperately needed to vent. Just thinking of the child in the bathtub, the overly strong desire to kill seemed to be tearing her body apart.

She couldn't express this feeling of despair in words, but Lu Sheng could feel it.

Because he had been suffering from this feeling a long time ago.

Lu Sheng carefully held her face and whispered to her: "Yao Yao, I know everything. I have solved everything."

His kiss fell lightly on her face, and he told her softly, "Relax your body, don't hurt yourself, I'm here, you can see it when you open your eyes, I won't disappear, relax, Yaoyao, relax..." …”

Bai Yao's tightly grasped hands loosened slightly, and her stiff body slowly softened. She looked at the person in front of her with blurred eyes, and her tense emotions were best soothed by his care.

The tall orange-haired boy and the thin black-haired boy seemed to merge into one.

Bai Yao sat up straight and leaned forward.

He opened his lips and exchanged breaths with her wantonly in a quick and fierce kiss. Several times, a trace of love emerged between their lips and teeth, but it was quickly swallowed up by him again. The base of his tongue was aching, but both of them were... Unintentionally noticed.

In another house.

Xiao Xiong was holding the black cat on the roof and basking in the moonlight. He could see the murderous intent in the room in front of him rising sharply for a moment. He curiously asked the cat: "Meow?"

Why would someone have such a strong murderous intention but not feel the evil thought of delicious food?

The little black cat replied lazily: "Meow."

That's because the desire to protect has overridden everything else.