It has been two days since the Dragon Boat Festival. Today I will add a story I heard during the Dragon Boat Festival.

The Dragon Boat Festival is supposed to be a time for eating rice dumplings, but I couldn’t eat the rice dumplings during the festival the day before yesterday, because the day before yesterday I made an appointment to drink with Emperor Yan (who appeared in The Eighth Night’s “Mask”), but he didn’t just drink, he also

He told me another ghost story. The reason why he told me ghost stories was because he knew that I had been collecting ghost stories. After listening to his story, I naturally couldn’t eat the rice dumplings anymore.

"Actually, you can write it down and put it in my collection." I told him.

Around eight o'clock today, he sent me this story via email:

It has been raining for several days. It is the plum rain season in the south of the Yangtze River. The sky seems to be crying silently for the deceased again. The raindrops are rustling on the wall. The grass has bowed its head obediently. The leaves are all green.

It was scary. Zhenyuan looked out the window and put the cigarette butt into the ashtray. "Weird green, such a tree looks ominous." He hurriedly poured a glass of wine and said to Xiaomiao with a temper.

: "Hey! I'm really hungry. When will the meal be ready?" "Sir, don't worry, it'll be ready in a while." Xiao Miao called Yu Zhenyuan "sir" when she got along with him, and she didn't think about changing it after getting married.

Yuan was also used to hearing it. "Okay, okay." Zhen Yuan said impatiently. The rain was still falling outside, and the raindrops hit the window, sliding down drop by drop, nonchalantly.

The sky gradually darkened, and a drizzle of rain was still falling. Xiao Miao began to clear the table and prepare to eat. Zhen Yuan smiled and said to Xiao Miao that it was finally done. Thank you for your hard work, my wife. Xiao Miao's eyes were full of smiles.

say.

Zhenyuan frowned as he looked at the dishes on the table. Xiaomiao, who never liked eating meat, actually made three meat dishes and a portion of broth today. He picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks. The meat was dark.

When pinched with chopsticks, oil sizzled out, and the yellow oil was still stained with blood. He looked at the meat in confusion, and then at Xiao Miao. Xiao Miao just stared at Zhen Yuan blankly, smiling. Zhen Yuan took the

Putting the meat in his mouth, a strong rancid smell made him dizzy, and he swallowed it. Seeing him like this, Xiao Miao asked: "What's wrong, isn't it delicious?" Zhen Yuan was afraid that Xiao Miao would be angry, so he added

Shang Xiaomiao has been busy with work recently and said to Xiaomiao: "No, it's very delicious. My work has not been going well recently and I have no appetite." "Weren't you still hungry just now, sir." "Ah, uh, I don't want to eat now.

"Maybe I'm too hungry." Zhenyuan took a sip of wine and said, "Let's go out to eat." Xiao Miao looked at the table and said, "But I've already prepared everything. If you don't eat, it would be a waste."

It’s okay, let’s go.”

When he went out, Zhenyuan paid special attention to the big green tree. The big tree looked very peaceful and stood there lazily. Zhenyuan listened to the sound of rain quietly on the road. Xiaomiao looked out the window quietly.

Neither of them spoke. Zhenyuan found a random restaurant and went in. Zhenyuan wanted to order some meat dishes, but Xiaomiao objected. "How can I eat all the meat dishes I ordered?" Zhenyuan was confused.

He looked at Xiao Miao with understanding and thought: "Xiao Miao must be too tired from work and is so busy that she is confused." Reluctantly, Zhen Yuan Quan ordered vegetarian dishes and Xiao Miao's favorite pig heart. After eating in a hurry, he went back.

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After the two of them went to bed to rest in the evening, Zhenyuan looked at Xiaomiao's sexy thighs, plump breasts, and charming face. Zhenyuan couldn't hold it anymore and pushed Xiaomiao down. Xiaomiao's expression

He was very cold, and his body was just moving with the frequency of Zhenyuan. After a while, Zhenyuan didn't feel very happy. He felt that something was wrong with Xiaomiao. Xiaomiao usually behaved well in bed. Don't look at Xiaomiao.

Miao usually looked more dignified. Zhenyuan lit a cigarette, took two deep puffs, and stared at Xiao Miao. The strange thing was that Xiao Miao didn't stop him, but closed her eyes and seemed to be sleeping.

Zhenyuan put out the cigarette and sighed. "Go to bed early, I'll turn off the light." "Yeah." Xiao Miao said softly and femininely.

The next morning Zhenyuan got up late, Xiao Miao had already gone to work, and Zhenyuan had a day off today. Zhenyuan sat up from the bed, and he unexpectedly smelled the smell of rotting meat. He searched every corner of the bedroom and found nothing.

He didn't find the source of the smell. Finally, he focused his attention under the bed. He slowly lifted up the sheets with his shy hands. He found a dark plastic bag under the bed. He stretched out his hand to pull it out. It felt heavy and forceful.

He took it out and opened it. He was shocked at first, and then he covered his mouth and nose, strongly suppressing the feeling of vomiting. He hurried to the refrigerator, opened the door and there was a stench, and the rotten broken arm was on the shelf.

On the bed, strips of white maggots had died on the broken arm, some were half and some were whole, green and white. Zhenyuan put the rotting thighs with maggots under the bed and the broken arms in the refrigerator into black plastic bags. Dumbfoundedly

sitting on the sofa.

Xiaomiao went home in the evening, and Zhenyuan told Xiaomiao what happened. Xiaomiao looked at the rotting torso in the belt and was shocked. She hurriedly hid behind Zhenyuan and said timidly: "How can there be such a thing in our home?"

Something?" "Don't be afraid, Xiaomiao, I will figure it out." Zhenyuan threw the plastic bag into the trash can outside the community. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. His body was soaked, and he hurried home.

At night, he and Xiao Miao heard a clicking sound upstairs. Xiao Miao asked in a low voice: "What is the sound?" Zhen Yuan said that I should go up and take a look.

Zhenyuan knocked on the door several times but no one answered. Xiaomiao also came up at this time. Zhenyuan said, "Why are you here? I'm scared. I feel that the house is eerie." At this time, the door opened and Zhenyuan said, "What's the noise in your house?"

It's so noisy that we can't even rest. Where is the sound? You are sick.

For several nights in a row, Zhenyuan went upstairs to question him, but was scolded back. On this day, Zhenyuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed through the door and rushed into the kitchen. There was no light in the kitchen, and Zhenyuan saw a man chopping with a kitchen knife.

He was eating something. Zhenyuan smelled the strong smell of blood and shouted: "What are you eating?" but found that the person turned out to be Xiao Miao. Xiao Miao timidly said: "I'm... I'm... eating pigs

Heart."

The next night, Zhenyuan felt that the air in the room was condensing, and he felt more and more out of breath. Although Xiaomiao was lying next to him, he felt that she was becoming more and more unfamiliar. He thought like this, slowly

Slowly fell asleep.

Zhenyuan woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and suddenly found that Xiao Miao beside him was missing. He searched the whole house and found no trace of Xiao Miao. At this moment, he heard other sounds besides the slight sound of rain outside.

There was a lot of noise, and he walked towards the window and looked out, and saw a dark figure under the tree. The dark figure suddenly turned around with a pale face, it was Xiao Miao.

Zhenyuan rushed down to the second floor and came under the tree. He saw Xiaomiao squatting, holding a pale arm with maggots in his hands and chewing it. After taking two bites, he shook it off, and it happened to be thrown on Zhenyuan's body.

He subconsciously hid behind him. Xiao Miao didn't seem to notice him yet, so she picked up another human heart and ate it with relish. Zhen Yuan stayed on the spot, Xiao Miao slowly turned his head to look at Zhen Yuan, and suddenly stretched out his hands.

Go to him and take off his clothes.

"What are you going to do?" Zhenyuan shouted.

"Sir, sir... I want to eat my heart."

"What?"

Zhen Yuan instantly felt that his body froze. A pair of pale hands slowly touched his chest, and the fingertips slowly dug into his flesh. Bright red blood flowed out. He saw that his heart was bright red.

It's lively and lively.

As she ate, Zhen Yuan actually just looked at it. He found that Xiao Miao gradually changed. Her hair became much longer, her nails slowly grew longer, her clothes gradually disappeared, her hair fell down, and her eyes only

All that was left was his white eyes and pale lips stained with his blood.

He even heard the sound of chewing.

Xiao Miao is chewing his heart...
Chapter completed!