There was a stainless steel flat-bottomed shovel hanging on the wall opposite. Wang Qiang was halfway up when he suddenly saw a woman standing behind him from the shovel. The woman was wearing a long red dress, her head lowered.

Blood kept pouring out, and her long hair fell down, covering her entire face. Only the blood dripped down the hair and fell to the ground drop by drop.

The woman stood behind her without saying a word. Wang Qiang remained in a half-crouched position without daring to move. He only felt the chill behind him getting stronger and stronger, his body became stiffer and stiffer, and his legs gradually became weak.

He began to tremble uncontrollably. Wang Qiang finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned around with a loud cry.

He saw no one in front of him, but Wang Qiang had no intention of caring about the woman. He just wanted to escape from the room quickly. He rushed out in one breath, ran straight down the stairs, and when he ran to the door of the community, he felt slightly relaxed and stopped.

I took a breath, suddenly felt dizzy, and fell softly to the ground.

When Wang Qiang woke up, the first thing he saw was a woman in a red dress. Wang Qiang was shocked and sat up. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him in the red dress was Sun Xiaohong and not the long-haired woman he had seen twice.

The woman is lying on her bed at this moment.

When Sun Xiaohong saw Wang Qiang wake up, she was extremely happy: "You finally woke up. I went to the hospital. The doctor said that luckily you were fine, just a little skin injury, so I took you home. Be careful next time. If you get out again,

If there is a car accident, what should I do if I am left alone?" At the end of the sentence, there was a hint of sadness in his tone.

At this time, Wang Qiang was terrified: He clearly remembered that he passed out at the gate of the community, so how could he really be in a car accident and go to the hospital, and now be taken home by Sun Xiaohong? He thought of the dead cat and

That strange woman couldn't help but tremble all over again.

Sun Xiaohong saw Wang Qiang's expression was different and asked with concern: "You have slept for two days and two nights, must you be hungry? I made you something to eat. It should be ready soon. I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

The more Sun Xiaohong showed concern, the more frightened Wang Qiang became. The cat and the mysterious woman in the kitchen kept popping up in his mind, and he just wanted to leave the room as soon as possible.

He struggled to get out of bed, and suddenly his hand touched a piece of paper under the quilt. He took it out and saw that it was the mysterious manuscript:

"Go! Get out of here! Don't believe everything she says! She will always explain everything she does to you with the same reasons. Get out of here quickly. If it's too late, it'll be too late..."

The handwriting at the back became increasingly sloppy, and Wang Qiang struggled to read it. He could only vaguely recognize the words "Never let her turn around, never see her teeth" and a few words such as "Black Girl" and "Terror".

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Just when he saw this, Sun Xiaohong walked in with a bowl of steaming chicken soup. Wang Qiang pretended to pull up the quilt and put the manuscript into the quilt. Sun Xiaohong sat on the edge of the bed with the soup, scooped a spoonful,

He put it to his mouth, blew on it, and brought it to Wang Qiang.

The freshly stewed chicken soup had a strong taste of Tianqi and was fragrant, but in Wang Qiang's eyes, it seemed like a bowl of poison. He leaned his head back and said, "I...I don't want to eat it now." Sun Xiaohong saw that.

Wang Qiang had a strange look on his face and asked with concern: "Aqiang, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Qiang shook his head and said: "I don't want to eat it." Sun Xiaohong said "Oh", gently put the bowl on the bedside table, looked at Wang Qiang: "Aqiang, there is something that I have been keeping in mind for a long time, and I haven't thought about it for a long time.

I dare to tell you, I... I'm afraid that you will never pay attention to me again after knowing it." As she said this, she grabbed Wang Qiang tightly with both hands, as if Wang Qiang would disappear from her at any time.

Wang Qiang looked at Sun Xiaohong, pretended to straighten the hair on his forehead, took advantage of the situation, took his hand out, and said lightly: "What's the matter, tell me." Sun Xiaohong lowered his head, and his long hair fell down from both sides of his shoulders. For some reason

, Wang Qiang suddenly thought of the woman standing behind him, and a chill gradually rose from his heart.

Sun Xiaohong didn't notice Wang Qiang's change and said softly: "Do you still remember the last time you asked me if I heard a cat meowing? Actually...actually... I made that sound. I, I tortured and killed a cat.

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Wang Qiang said "Oh". He had already seen the cat corpse under the cupboard. Although he knew that it was probably Sun Xiaohong, Cihe couldn't help feeling uncomfortable when he heard her admit it personally. That gentle and virtuous little woman was gone.

Never to return, the Sun Xiaohong in front of her became so distant and strange in an instant.

Seeing Wang Qiang's calm tone, Sun Xiaohong raised her head and looked at him. She saw that although Wang Qiang's face looked calm, there was indeed indescribable disappointment, sadness, fear and even a trace of contempt in his eyes.

She grabbed Wang Qiang's hand and held it tightly: "Aqiang, listen to me, in fact, every time I do something like that, I will vomit all over the floor. I feel more disgusting and horrified than you, but,

But there is no way. The woman with red teeth told me my fortune. She said that if I don't insist on doing this, I will lose you. She calculates everything so accurately. Aqiang, I don't want to lose you, I can't lose you.

You, so I...I have no choice."

Wang Qiang looked at the woman in front of him. This was a face that he was so obsessed with. Now this face was covered with tears. Wang Qiang felt soft and reached out to gently wipe away the tears on Sun Xiaohong's face.

Her face turned bright red: "Aqiang, don't you blame me anymore?"

Wang Qiang suddenly remembered the words in the manuscript. The hand on Sun Xiaohong's face trembled slightly. He paused and slowly took his hand back. Sun Xiaohong saw Wang Qiang like this and knew that it was difficult for him to accept it. He sighed and stood up.

He said in a low voice: "The soup is cold, I'll get another bowl."

Wang Qiang saw Sun Xiaohong walk into the kitchen, grabbed the manuscript from the quilt, gently got off the bed, and walked out with bare feet. When he turned the door handle with his hand, he suddenly felt cold: the door had been locked from the outside.

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The sadness in Wang Qiang's heart turned into fear in an instant. Sun Xiaohong's intermittent sobbing came from the kitchen. Wang Qiang walked into the kitchen gently. Sun Xiaohong was wiping her tears with her head lowered. When she saw Wang Qiang coming in, she burst into tears and smiled: "What are you doing?"

Get out of bed? Go to bed quickly, I'll heat up the soup for you." After saying that, he pushed Wang Qiang gently, turned around and put the soup on the stove to heat it up.

Wang Qiang did not turn around and walk into the bedroom. What he was thinking about over and over again was the words on the manuscript. He saw Sun Xiaohong busy and suddenly called out "Black Girl".

Because Wang Qiang took the initiative to come into the kitchen, Sun Xiaohong's depressed mood gradually became cheerful. She even hummed a tune softly while working. Wang Qiang called "black girl", and Sun Xiaohong suddenly froze there, motionless.

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Seeing Sun Xiaohong suddenly become like this, Wang Qiang said: "Are you a black girl?!" His tone was full of sadness and disappointment. Although he already knew about Sun Xiaohong's cat abuse, at least Sun Xiaohong took the initiative to confess to him.

However, she had been hiding the name "Black Girl" from herself. Although this was not a big deal, a feeling of being deceived gradually filled her body.

Sun Xiaohong stood blankly, and there were a few more low sobs. She wiped her tears with her hands, lowered her head, and said softly: "That person told me that one day when the person I love treats me

When you say the word 'black girl', that's when we are going to end, so I have been hiding my nickname from you..."

"That's the reason again! That's the reason again!" In an instant, the last trace of doubt in Wang Qiang's heart about the manuscript disappeared. He only remembered the reminder on the manuscript: "Don't let her turn around, don't see her

Her teeth!" Seeing Sun Xiaohong slowly raising her head, and seeing Sun Xiaohong slowly turning sideways, Wang Qiang's heartbeat became faster and faster, and an unprecedented fear slowly enveloped his whole body, and he suddenly shouted,

He grabbed the kitchen knife beside him and chopped off Sun Xiaohong's head.

As the light of the knife flashed, Sun Xiaohong fell down, but Wang Qiang's knife did not stop. He kept cutting off Sun Xiaohong's head on the ground while shouting like crazy: "I asked you to lie to me!

I asked you to turn around! I asked you to harm me!" It seemed that with every slash and every cry, the fear in his heart would disappear.

I don’t know how many times he cut. Wang Qiang gradually woke up from his madness. He looked at Sun Xiaohong who was lying in a pool of blood and the blood stains on his body. He threw the knife away and burst into tears with a "Wow". This incident was beyond the limit.

It was beyond the scope of his ability to cope with it, and a human life was lost. The serious consequences are self-evident. After crying for a while, suddenly an idea flashed in my mind: manuscript, that manuscript! There are many words on it that I haven’t read clearly!

Wang Qiang put his hand into his pocket, but his whole body became stiff in an instant: the manuscript he had just put into his pocket suddenly disappeared. Wang Qiang frantically turned out all the pockets on his body, but

Still couldn't find the manuscript. Wang Qiang rushed out of the kitchen and rummaged through the bedroom and living room, but there was still no trace of the manuscript.

Wang Qiang sat on the ground blankly, with no strength left in his body. The manuscript was his hope. Now that the manuscript had mysteriously disappeared, Wang Qiang experienced the feeling of despair for the first time.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting like this. Wang Qiang was awakened by the sound of the doorbell. He weakly asked: "Who is it?"

A voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Wang, it's me, Sister Li. Are you okay? I've been ringing the doorbell for a long time. There is a letter here from you, which was sent by your friend last time."

When Wang Qiang heard that it was another letter from the mysterious man, he didn't know where he got the strength from. He immediately jumped up from the ground and shouted: "Sister Li, please wait a moment." He immediately washed his face and changed his face.

Wearing all the clothes, I held the door handle and turned it gently. This time, the door opened easily.

Wang Qiang didn't have the mind to think about the door lock. When he opened the door, he saw Sister Li standing at the door. She was wearing a long red dress with her long hair draped down her shoulders. When she saw Wang Qiang, she raised her head and smiled at him: "

Hello, Mr. Wang." Under the light, two rows of blood-red teeth were visible in her mouth.

The next day, the front page of the local newspaper published major news titled "Another murder occurred in the mysterious "ghost area"": "The famous writer Mr. Wang Qiang lived alone in the 'ghost area' for a year and died mysteriously last night. There were no abnormal phenomena at the scene. The cause of death
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