Rosewood Hills

Chapter 22 Magnificent Ceremony

Chang Chang faced down and lay motionless on the ground, like a corpse.

The hotel rug saved his bones, but the friction also ground his face to the point of bleeding.

Although the body hurts, the mind is thinking about countermeasures.Recalling what the old party said to him before, there was a vague sentence "Stay still and don't move", so he didn't care so much, and simply kept the posture of falling to the ground and pretended to be dead.

"Hmph, I said why you don't want to change people, so you are hiding food." Mingming glanced at Chang Chang on the ground with disdain, and suddenly lost interest.

The old party squatted down silently, looking annoyed at the discovery of his secret, but actually picked up the scattered towels, covered Chang Chang's face calmly, pulled him up halfway, and dragged him to the room.

Just when he was about to open the door of lounge 1301, Mingming, who was halfway there, stopped him again: "Wait."

The old party turned around and looked at him expressionlessly.

Chang Chang's heart under the towel also hangs, could it be that he found something?

Feeling a slight pain in his arm from being grabbed, he realized that the old party was as nervous as him.

Fortunately, Ming Ming observed the old party for a while and found nothing unusual, so he said, "Come over after you finish the release, the kitchen is not manned right now."

The old party nodded invisibly, opened the door, and threw Chang Chang in.Then he roughly lifted the cleaning vehicle on the ground, and looked at Mingming with displeasure written in his eyes.

It seems that he is very upset to find out that he has hidden "food".

Mingming was very satisfied with this, and walked outside happily.Both because of the joy of seeing this new thorn head deflated, and because of the grand banquet held on the first floor in a while.

All it takes is a quick move in the kitchen, and the feast can begin in no time.

The old party watched Mingming's figure disappear around the corner, and then eagerly opened the door, wanting to confirm Chang Chang's situation.

He still has some memories about the villa, but they are definitely not good memories.

Here is the "kitchen", combined with the red scene after coming out of the elevator door...

The old party looked at the blood stains on the shoes and trousers, and forced himself not to think about it.

He pushed open the door, pressed the switch, and saw Chang Chang looking at him in horror.

A rotten stench rushed into his nostrils, but he dared not cough for fear of inhaling more stench into his mouth.

He struggled to adapt for a few seconds, and walked towards Chang Chang, but almost tripped over something.

The old party stopped and took a closer look. Hair was stuck to the round object, and the outline of bones appeared under the shriveled skin.

This seems to be a... mummy?

And there seems to be something next to the mummy...

The old party was stunned, another mummy.

Only now did he understand why Chang Chang was terrified: the whole room was full of corpses!The tables, chairs, and floor were all covered with mummified skeletons.

This was originally a lounge, or a huge study room, but now the original structure can hardly be seen clearly.

When Chang Chang was deliberately thrown in by the old party, he licked again, and the pain was so painful that tears almost came out.Just about to rub it, he bumped into the "brother" sitting next to him - the light was too dim, and he touched it several times before confirming what it was.

Not to mention, when he found out that there are many "brothers" in his "brother", he began to doubt his life.

Staying in an airtight room with a group of mummies for 3 minutes can be said to be one of the shadows of his life.

What made him even more desperate was that because he was too scared, he started to seriously think about other things: in such a messy room, how could he find the watch that Ling asked him to find?

And I forgot to ask, is it a clock hanging on the wall or a classic watch or a digital watch?

It wasn't until the old party came in that Chang Chang regained the expression of fear just now.

The old party moved the hand blocking the way with his toes in disgust, and stretched out his hand to pull Chang Chang up.

"What are you looking for?" Old Party looked around, feeling that there was really nowhere to go, so he simply did it: "I'll help you move it, you go to the desk over there and look for it."

As he spoke, he piled up the mummy like a toy, and randomly piled them in the corner.

Chang Chang looked at the old party's skillful movements and was secretly startled.He had a strange feeling, but he couldn't put it into words—the old party didn't seem to be very afraid, and he didn't even have the awe and fear of corpses at all.

like...

It's still important to get down to business, Chang Chang interrupted his divergence.

The old party has quickly cleaned up the surroundings of the desk, and Chang Chang walked over, squatting down to check the drawers.

When he squatted down, he saw a small figure of Mark painted on the back of the table, with a word crookedly written in the lower right corner.He wanted to take a closer look, but he heard the old party ask, "Is there any?"

Chang Chang came back to his senses and opened the first cabinet, which was empty.

The second, third, are all empty.

Until the last one, Chang Chang opened it with some hopelessness.

When he saw what was inside, he immediately understood what Ling was referring to.

In the bottom drawer was an old gold pocket watch.

He took it out and carefully placed it in his hand.The old party also approached, wanting to see what they had worked so hard to find.

Chang Chang's fingers touched the surface of the pocket watch, and a feeling of nostalgia crossed his heart.He opened the watch, only to find that it was a pocket watch with a portrait.

"Mom." Seeing the people inside, Chang Chang said in surprise.

The old party was not inferior to Chang Chang's surprise: "Your mother looks good... I'm sure."

Chang Chang stared at the watch intently, not knowing how to react for a moment.

He hadn't seen her for a while.

The old party was sharp-eyed to see what was in the drawer, and when he took it out, it was a yellowed old photo.

This is a single photo, the same person as on the pocket watch.

"What's the word behind it... cold? Cold in [-]?" Lao Dang looked at the handwriting on the back of the photo, wondering.

Chang Chang took the photo and stroked it lightly.

"It's not cold, it's Ling. Bailing, my mother's name sounds nice."

The old party stared wide-eyed: "Ling! That's the one you used to call out in your dreams... So that's the case. I thought it was your ex-girlfriend, and I never dared to ask."

Chang Chang laughed softly: "My mother is really kind and gentle. She told me stories every night when I was young."

When the old party heard this, his expression was not quite right.

Chang Chang continued: "When we were young, the two of us and a cat lived in a very small house, but it is the best memory of my life."

The old party did not speak for a long time.

It was not until a while before he spoke slowly.

"But...you told me before that your mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to you?"

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