When I got home, it was already afternoon. My mother took out the jade pendant and marveled at it, saying that it was exactly the same as the jade pendant passed down by our family. If it had been in the past, I would have married two daughters-in-law, and there would be no preference for either of them.

Unwilling to understand my mother's wild ideas, I took the jade pendants and walked into my room. I already had three jade pendants in my hand. I didn't know what these jade pendants were for. I sent a text message to the Dream Club and asked: "

What’s the use of jade pendant?”

A text message came back quickly: "Are you afraid?"

This was a text message that I didn't expect. It didn't directly answer my question, but I didn't know how to answer the other party's question. She asked me if I was afraid of something, the old house, the jade pendant, or Xiaorui.

?

I asked: "What are you afraid of?"

"Write out your fears, write out what you see."

This is the text message that the Dream Club sent me back, linking all the text messages from beginning to end. This Dream Club is still trying to find ways to enable me to write better novels. It seems that I think too much, but in my heart I am

I still have a little fear about this dream club because I know absolutely nothing about it.

Tao Dingtian's death is full of mystery. I stayed with him for a few days and watched him die in front of me. If someone deliberately arranged all this, the purpose was just so that I could write better

The novel is incredible when I think about it, not to mention that I don’t think I have the ability to let people do these things for me.

I sent another text message. This was the biggest question in my mind: "Why is Tao Dingtian that well? Why did he die? What's that news about?"

The text message came back quickly: "For ideals."

"Whose ideal?" I hurriedly sent a text message.

But no text messages came back from there. I called Xiaorui, but no one answered, so I had to go to bed with a lot of questions. At night, Xiaorui sent me a text message and asked me to go out to meet.

I originally wanted Xiaorui to come to my house, but thinking about it, she would probably refuse to agree, because in her words, I can only be considered her real boyfriend after I write a horror novel that can impress her.

After changing my clothes, I hurriedly walked out of the house. Xiaorui asked me to meet at the entrance of a supermarket. I got off the bus and saw Xiaorui from a distance. It was already a bit cold, so she was not wearing her usual clothes.

She wore a long red skirt, but she still wore a red top and white trousers, and her long hair was still hanging down from her shoulders.

I was still thinking about what I should say if I saw Xiaorui. After all, the doll I saw recently on the barren mountain left a deep impression on me. It would be a lie to say that I had no idea at all, but after a quick look

When it came to Xiaorui, I didn't care about anything else, and didn't care about the many people around me. I stepped forward and hugged her tightly, not caring about anything else, even if the passers-by looked at her in a strange way.

I don't care if you stick to me.

Xiaorui waited for me to hug her for a long time, then gently pushed me away and said, "Do you miss grandma so much?"

I looked at Xiaorui and said, "You have lost weight and your eyes have become bigger."

Xiaorui smiled, opened her eyes even wider, then looked at me and said, "Are you afraid of big eyes?"

I touched her head: "Big eyes are beautiful, why are you scared?"

Xiaorui still looked at me with a smile and said, "What if the eyes are so big that the eyeballs fall off?"

Xiaorui's words made me shudder: Of course, big eyes will not make the eyeballs fall out, but if a pair of eyeballs has fallen out, then the eye sockets will definitely look very big, inexplicably,

I suddenly thought of the dolls that fell on the ceiling and on the trees in the barren mountains. Without their eyeballs, their eye sockets looked so big and empty.

I couldn't help but stare into Xiaorui's eyes. Xiaorui patted me on the head gently, brought her face up and made a face, saying: "What are you looking at? If you look at it again, your eyeballs will fall out and be scared to death."

you."

When Xiaorui made such a fuss, the little fear in my heart dissipated. I pinched her nose out of habit and said, "Where have you been recently? She doesn't answer my calls. I miss me so much."

Xiaorui raised her chin and smiled and said: "I see that you can't wait for me to be your girlfriend, so I have to be kind and rack my brains to find a way for you to write a good novel as soon as possible. In the past few months, I

They are all busy with this."

I was moved from the bottom of my heart, took Xiaorui's hand and said, "Why are you so tired? Why don't you just cut the price and give me a 50% discount?"

Xiaorui pouted and stomped on my foot hard, and I yelled. Xiaorui looked at the pedestrians beside her, stuck out her tongue, pulled me and said: "Let's go quickly, everyone is watching.

It’s with us.”

Xiaorui doesn't like to go to cafes and other places, she just likes to walk in the park or by the river, so we chose a park closer, and I asked: "What do you think you have been busy with these past few months?"

Xiaorui put away her smile and said, "Do you know who is the fastest-rising horror novel writer in recent years?"

Of course I know this. Wang Qiang is considered one, and I can barely be considered one. However, Wang Qiang’s rise was not long before an accident happened, and I haven’t written many novels, so if I say the most famous one, it can only be

Chu Jiangshan, coincidentally, the three of us are in the same city, and it seems that Wang Qiang and I both have some connections with Chu Jiangshan that we can’t figure out.

Xiaorui looked at me and said something that made my heart beat: "I have found the secret of Chu Jiangshan's success."

Chu Jiangshan's success is as mysterious as his death. As a lover of horror and suspense novels, I have imagined this countless times. Even now that I have started writing novels myself and achieved certain results, the name Chu Jiangshan is very important to me.

It is still a legend to me. Everyone who writes horror and suspense novels will be a very curious person, so I blurted out almost immediately: "What secret?"

Xiaorui seemed a little unsure of how to speak. After hesitating for a while, she said, "I'll take you to a place, but you have to tell Auntie. It may take several days."

Naturally, this was not a big problem. Both my mother and I wanted to go out with Xiaorui, so I agreed and asked, "Where are we going?"

Xiaorui told me an address, and I couldn't help but stiffen. I was so familiar with this place because I just came back from there. This is a small town. I lived in this town when I went to my old house in the mountains.

In the hotel above, this is where the postmarks on the envelopes addressed to the Public Security Bureau signed Chu Jiangshan were found.

Xiaorui looked at my face and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I hurriedly forced out a smile and said, "It's okay." After a pause, I asked cautiously, "Xiao Rui, have you ever heard of a very strange club?"

When I said this, I kept staring at Xiaorui. I saw Xiaorui's body stiffen at that moment, and then she raised her head and asked nonchalantly: "What club?"

Because of this moment of stiffness, I believed that Xiaorui must know about the Dream Club, so he continued: "You should know, right? You know about this Dream Club."

Xiaorui's face turned pale instantly. I knew that I was right about all this. Xiaorui must know about the existence of the Dream Club and had been hiding it from me. I knew that I had no right to know everything about Xiaorui, or even why Xiaorui

I don’t know if you want to hide it from me, but it must be out of good intentions, but I don’t know why, but I feel a faint pain in my heart.

"Why?" I asked.

Xiaorui raised her head, looked into my eyes, and said word for word: "For my dream."

My mouth felt a little bitter, and even my lips were stuck together. I struggled to squeeze out a few words: "What is your dream, to help me become the best horror novelist?" I didn't believe it in my heart.

There will be such a person who suddenly appears and then wants to help me realize my ideal regardless of the reason. Even if this kind of thing is put in a movie, no one will believe it. Xiaorui's appearance is indeed premeditated.
Chapter completed!