There are always straight men who change

"Yang Yu."

A light call seemed to be a sigh from afar, Yang Yu was startled.How come I heard someone whispering my name, is there anyone else in this room?

The voice was too soft, so light that Yang Yu suspected that he had an auditory hallucination.

The voice was soft like a lover's call, but the two short words could make every part of my heart ache, but I turned my head and saw that there was no one behind me.

An empty house is depressing and frustrating.

Hu Yong was still sobbing softly in his arms, like a three-year-old child, merging all the resentment, unwillingness and despair into tears.He no longer remembered how he brought Yang Yu here, tied him here layer by layer, and then humiliated him with words and angrily roared to ask him for those mirrors.

It's like the person who kidnapped him is not him.

The broken mobile phone in the distance suddenly started to vibrate like crazy, Yang Yu patted Hu Yong in his arms to signal him that the mobile phone rang, but the man grabbed his hand and asked: "Don't leave me alone ,OK?"

Yang Yu smiled and patted his head, then pointed to the scotch tape on his body to indicate that he couldn't walk if he was tied up like this.

It's a pity that this lunatic couldn't listen to anything, but just lay in his arms and cried bitterly.

I don't know how long it took, but the phone rang.Yang Yu guessed that it should be from Auntie, and the unique ringtone of iPhone echoed in the house.

Auntie didn't seem to want to pick up the phone too hard, she hung up after only two rings, but the phone started to vibrate crazily not long after it went dark, like a voice message sent by WeChat.

Hu Yong next to the stool seemed to be tired from crying, squatting on the side motionless as if he had fallen asleep.

Yang Yu began to carefully remove the restraints on his body, and Hu Yong, who had finally removed his left leg, grunted, and Yang Yu hurriedly stopped moving and turned his head to look at him.

After a while, seeing no response from the other party, he began to remove his right leg.

The tape wrapped around the ankle was also torn off little by little, Yang Yu stood up holding the handrail, his legs went numb and almost fell to his knees, squatting on the ground reluctantly for a while before standing up.

The phone was still vibrating on the ground not far away, as if someone was tirelessly sending messages to him, presumably his disappearance made Xiao Jiu worry badly.

I tiptoed and tiptoed over to pick up the phone. Sure enough, someone sent me a bunch of WeChat messages. I swipe to open and found that the dialog box showed that I had received more than 300 unread messages.

It was actually sent by Master Zhang!

Zhang Siyu: Please, please reply me no matter what?

Zhang Siyu: I have been waiting for you in Beijing.

Zhang Siyu: You are Yang Yu, aren't you dead?

Zhang Siyu: Is that you in this photo?

I was shocked when I saw the other party calling my name directly. I had never mentioned my real name in the chat before. It was not the right time to ask my full stomach of questions.

Glancing at Hu Yong who was squatting in the corner, he turned around and walked to the side room next to him.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the windows were covered with newspapers. It was pitch black, and I tried to find the door by touching the wall, but I couldn't find the door after walking around.

When I was about to go back and look for a new house, I found a secret door at the corner. I opened the door with the light of my mobile phone and looked inside. It seemed to be a new room.

Yang Yu groped for the wall and walked in, and within a few steps, he felt something hit his shoulder.Subconsciously took a small step back and held up the phone to look, it was a pair of shriveled and gray feet.

"When did you untie yourself?" Hu Yong's voice came from behind, and Yang Yu turned around in surprise to find him standing at the door holding a candle and looking at her.

The arrival of the candle made the room much brighter, and it was the candlelight that made Yang Yu see clearly that the thing that hit him was a female corpse hanging from the beam.

The female corpse stared at herself with wide-eyed eyes, and there was also a small corpse hanging on her right side. The two of them almost pressed their heads against the beams and stared at themselves.

Yang Yu was shocked and dragged Hu Yong to point to the ceiling, but the latter glanced at the ceiling and asked blankly: "What's wrong?"

The mobile phone in his hand that was vibrating every once in a while stopped completely, and the mobile phone without power fell into dead silence.

"I'm very afraid of this room, let's go to the living room." He said, taking Yang Yu's arm and walking out, the two corpses were quietly hanging on the beams, watching the candlelight leave the room little by little and then The door is closed.

Yang Yu sat back on his chair again, but this time Hu Yong didn't wrap himself with tape, he just put the candle in his hand aside and found a clean place to sit down.

"You want to leave here, don't you?" Hu Yong looked at the candle with blurred eyes, "But you can't get out, even I can't get out, do you believe in ghosts hitting the wall? I actually lived for more than ten years by myself. I can't find the gate of Nian's house, no matter how I go, I always end up in this dilapidated house."

He obviously just came back with a mirror from the outside, I really don't know if it's a lie or it's true, but his serious and serious appearance seems to be real.

Sometimes crazy and sometimes back to normal, the more it looks more like schizophrenia.

However, what he said seemed to be true. I couldn't find the door no matter how I walked just now. Of course, it might be because the room was too dark.

After being quiet for a while, Hu Yong raised his head and asked, "Do you still remember this place?"

Yang Yu shook his head.

Hu Yong smiled bitterly: "You really forgot, I thought you lied to me, you came here with your friends before."

Yang Yu didn't remember anything, her mind went blank.

Hu Yong said that he found himself with several people a few years ago.It was a coincidence that time, when he was about to pack up the things left by his father, he found the door himself, but he never thought that his life would have changed drastically since that time.

Originally, the father who disappeared due to Alzheimer's disease suddenly appeared, but he did not appear in the way of ordinary people, but appeared in the mirror.

Hu Yong felt that he was wrong several times, it must be the hallucination caused by thinking about his father day and night, but his wife also said the same at night after a few days.

The wife was very sad, but due to her status, she didn't dare to say whether the lost father-in-law had died somewhere, so she kept pretending that nothing happened and continued to live.Until later, the youngest daughter also said that she could see her grandfather in the mirror, and now Hu Yong's wife couldn't sit still.

Within a few days, his wife became very irritable, disgusted that he had a strange smell when he didn't take a bath, and said that there was always a strange smell in the house because of the smoke.Coupled with a series of recent events, Hu Yong asked his wife to throw away all the mirrors at home.

There are not many mirrors at home. After throwing away all the small mirrors such as makeup mirrors, Hu Yong can always hear someone talking in the living room at night, and he can also hear someone talking in his ear when he sleeps at night.

Hu Yong told his wife about this, and instead of comforting herself gently as usual, she said angrily and impatiently: "You must be sick! What kind of noise can you make when you are startled?"

But I never thought that within a few days, my wife disappeared with the child.Speaking of this, Hu Yong covered his face and began to cry, muttering: "As long as I fall asleep, I can hear my father asking me where the mirror is. Later, I searched everywhere but couldn't find their mother and daughter. I searched everywhere. And no daddy's mirror..."

Yang Yu froze for a moment, remembering the two corpses hanged on the beams of the house.He dragged Hu Yong to that room without hesitation after listening, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't see the secret door anymore, and the location of the secret door in his memory turned into a mirror.

Hu Yong behind him yelled like he was sick, and picked up newspapers from the ground in a panic to cover the mirror. The dry newspapers slipped down the smooth mirror surface, and Hu Yong cried and picked them up and continued to cover them over and over again. Impatient again.

But Yang Yu looked at the mirror that couldn't reflect his own figure at all, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch the mirror, but was stopped by Hu Yong, who grabbed his hand and shouted angrily with red eyes: "Who told you to touch the mirror?" Touched? Did I let you touch it?"

Yang Yu shook his head.

"Wait, how did you get here? Do you still want to run without returning my mirror?" As he spoke, he clenched his fists and raised them, Yang Yu hurriedly lowered his head and dodged away in surprise.The punch hit the wall behind him right or wrong, unexpectedly there was a mirror attached to it, and it shattered to the ground.

The pinched and painful left hand was finally let go. Hu Yong knelt on the ground like crazy and picked up the broken lens with his bloody hand. : "You! You! Bitch! It's you again!" Holding a broken mirror, he walked towards Yang Yu step by step.

The Hu Yong who was still telling him about the past just now disappeared without a trace. He didn't even remember that he had untied his legs and feet, and walked towards him full of murderous intentions as if he was a different person.

Yang Yu turned his head, ran to pick up the chair in the living room, and smashed the mirror he had brought in to pieces. Hu Yong's attention instantly went to the broken mirror, and he knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Without doing anything, Yang Yu simply smashed the entire wall with a chair, and there were countless wailing sounds in the room instantly, men's cries, women's screams, and children's cries echoed one after another in his ears.

"No, no, dad's mirror...don't..." Hu Yong lay on the ground picking up the mirror and trying to put the pieces together.

As if countless people were crying, Yang Yu picked up the chair and smashed every mirror cleanly. The fragments on the ground let out shrill cries like a child. The scary thing was that sound Someone seemed to be calling Hu Yong's name.

Hu Yong who was lying on the ground stood up like crazy, looked at Yang Yu and shouted: "What have you done? You shameless bitch!"

As he spoke, he held up the lens and stabbed at him, and with a flash of Yang Yu, he stabbed in the air and fell to the ground, and his face was scratched by the lens with several scars and bleeding profusely.

Thinking about Hu Yong who was talking with him and then looking at the lunatic in front of him, Yang Yu hastily picked up the wooden chair beside him and threw it at him, whether this throwing was improper or not, made a small hole in the place where the newspaper was stuck, A ray of sunlight peeped in through the tiny hole.

The fragments on the ground were crying for an instant, and Hu Yong hurried to pick up the lenses like a convulsion.

Seeing this, Yang Yu hurriedly ran over and tore open the whole newspaper, and the warm sunlight instantly squeezed into the room to drive out all the darkness, and those wailing sounds also dimmed.

There was a rushing sound from the next wall, as if someone was knocking on the door, and Hu Yong, who was bathed in the sun, calmed down and stared at the debris on the ground.

Yang Yu didn't dare to go forward easily, and stared at him for fear that he would rush over, but the moment he raised his head and the two of them looked at each other, he realized that the irritability in his eyes had disappeared.It was only at this moment that Yang Yu realized that the fragments of mirrors on the walls and walls in the dark corners of the room where the sunlight could not shine were full of 'people'.

And Hu Yong'an stood there quietly, covered in golden sunlight, the violent loneliness and anxiety seemed to have gone away from him, the blood on his face was also diluted by tears, and his whole body was not mixed with a trace of filth. A holy lotus.He glanced at the group of twisted 'people' behind him, and said softly, "Yang Yu, I'm sorry."

There was a loud noise from the next door, and suddenly countless people in police uniforms rushed in, and it was also a matter of an instant. Hu Yong inserted the fragment that had been pinched in his hand fiercely into his neck.

The crowd let out an exclamation, and Hu Yong fell to the ground.