My Sister is Fuji

Su Mu could see brother Aning's eyes flickering under the lens, and he was startled for a moment, and then said quickly and naturally: "It's just a common cold, rest at home for a few days and you'll be fine."

Su Mu sighed, and didn't dwell on this topic.

The one-day class is boring and boring, and the guests who come can't be normal anymore, and there are no strange things that happened a few days ago.

In his spare time at night, Brother Aning continued to paint and paint stickers, as if he wanted to put stickers everywhere.

Su Mu was used to his behavior, even bored, like a dog urinating to divide his own floor.

As long as brother Aning doesn't put stickers on him, he doesn't bother to pay attention to brother Aning's eccentricities.

It was very late, Brother Aning glanced at the clock and told Su Mu the time, just close the door after get off work at this time.By the way, many things need to be reminded.

Brother Aning seemed to be tired, and left with a yawn. He felt very relieved about Su Mu.

Su Mu just stayed quietly in front of the cashier, waiting boredly until midnight.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, Su Mu took it out and looked at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number.

Su Mu connected and heard a familiar voice, it was Xiao Hui's voice.

Xiaohui was panting nervously, her voice was so low that it was hard to hear clearly: "Xiao Mu, what should I do?" Weeping with silk, her nervous breathing could cover the deliberately lowered voice.

Su Mu immediately guessed what happened to Xiaohui - what she saw at home, what happened to her, and she didn't dare to speak too loudly for fear of attracting attention.

"Don't be nervous." Su Mu comforted: "Take a deep breath, don't worry, speak slowly."

Su Mu's gentle and calm voice made Xiaohui not so scared.Following Su Mu's guidance, he took a few breaths, and he was not as nervous as his heart was beating to jump out just now.

But Xiaohui was still afraid, so she opened the quilt carefully, revealing a gap, looking at the door, immediately covered the quilt with her hands, and curled up, hoping to give herself a sense of security.

"Xiao Mu, my mother is so weird these days, and she is getting weirder and weirder."

Thinking of her mother's weirdness, Xiaohui couldn't help shivering, and talked about the story in a trembling tone: "Recently, she has been staying at the sink more and more frequently. Whether it's eating, drinking, or even watching TV, It’s also the broken TV with no set-top box at the dining table and only three programs, and the chair is moved to the sink to watch stupidly.”

"What's more..." Xiaohui cried nervously, "I saw my mother washing her hair at the sink. This is not normal at all! After washing the shampoo, my mother's hair is obviously very long, but Looking at the past, only a small half of it was revealed - the remaining hair, did it get into the pipe, and after washing the hair, it was pulled up bit by bit."

Xiaohui trembled in fear, and said: "After school on Friday, I saw my mother facing the pipe opening, with her head facing the sink, muttering something, looking very obsessed, as if she was talking about love."

"Tonight, I heard the movement, and found that in the middle of the night, my mother was actually cooking noodles, holding the cooked noodles, and stuffing the noodles one by one into the small holes at the mouth of the pipe."

Xiaohui looked up in fear, and was blocked by the quilt: "I have a hunch that I will die. I may also be pulled into the pipe tonight, something is calling me..."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound like a steel ball falling to the ground from above; the sound became louder and closer, like a mouse crawling above - this was the sound from the pipeline.

In this weird atmosphere, poor Xiaohui cried out in fright: "Ah!"

In the kitchen, Xiaohui's mother heard the movement in Xiaohui's room.His eyes turned to Xiao Hui's room, his eyes were terrible, only the whites of his eyes, he laughed, picked up a noodle with his fingers, vertically, and slowly stuffed the noodle into the small hole at the mouth of the sink.

……

"Dudu-"

Su Mu glanced at the phone, and after two beeps, the phone was hung up.

I don't know if it was because there was no signal suddenly, or because Xiao Hui was too nervous and hung up the phone.

Su Mu frowned, no matter what the details were, he seemed to have seen Xiao Hui who was hiding under the blanket, curled up like a bug or an ostrich; now he probably had given up hope and closed his eyes in despair.

Su Mu looked at the phone and only thought for a second or two.In Xiaohui's situation, there is definitely no way to call back.

Su Mu put the phone back in his pocket, quickly turned off the lights, packed up the things in the store and closed the door.

This is all done quickly, in less than 30 seconds.

Su Mu doesn't like procrastination.

When a person makes a choice, it doesn't matter how long he hesitates, because the right to choose is in the hands of himself, not in the hands of the questioner; but from the moment he makes up his mind, hesitation and questioning are stupid failures.

Su Mu rushed quickly on the road, passing by like a black shadow.If a passer-by notices it, they will only be belatedly thinking about what just passed by, and there will be no sound at all.

……

Xiaohui listened to the crowding of the pipes above, closed her eyes in fear, covered her ears with the quilt, hugged the last straw and thought: "Xiaomu save me." But besides being afraid, she felt selfish and ugly at the same time.

……

Su Mu thought of his mother's pale and sickly face again, shed tears and said, "There will be, Xiao Mu, you are a very gentle child."

Within a few minutes, Su Mu stood at the door of Xiaohui's house.

The door of Xiaohui's house is not the common anti-theft door now, but the iron door; the green paint has faded a lot due to old age, and the inner layer of rust is exposed on it.The eagle above is covered in thick dust.

Su Mu put his hand on the door lock, and his five fingers suddenly tightened. The fingertips were as easy as inserting tofu into the door lock. With a little force and a twist, the lock was pulled out. Su Mu still deliberately relaxed. , refrain from making any noise.

Those white and slender fingers did not leave any marks on them, like smooth jade.

It's hard to imagine that it was these two hands that forcibly dug out the lock from the iron door.

Su Mu gently put the lock on the ground and pushed the door open.The light in the kitchen was on, Su Mu glanced roughly and saw no one, so he ran nervously to Xiaohui's room.

The sound of "thump, thud, thump" stopped abruptly.

Xiaohui grabbed the quilt and curled up into a ball, trembling, not knowing that Su Mu had come.

Su Mu was standing in front of her. He was very patient and quietly stood in front of Xiao Hui, waiting for her to calm down before talking.