My Love Style Is A Bit Abnormal

Chapter 192, [The Howling Of The Dog]

Chapter 192, [The Howling of the Dog]

The bedroom is south.

Facing the rockery outside the window.

The original craggy rock has long been covered by heavy snow, the sky and the ground are white, and there is no need to hold the lamp, the snow outside the window is enough to brighten the house.

The bedroom is not big.

The walls are wrapped in blue wallpaper, dotted with various ornamental dolls.

A pink bed, pale yellow curtains, white sheets, a mahogany bookcase, and a fragrant pear flower guzheng in the corner.

Judging from the overall layout of the bedroom, the girly atmosphere is full.

Xiao Yi can imagine what kind of character the owner of this bedroom is.

only……

Shen Chanyi sat on a wooden chair, raised her head slightly, and looked at Xiao Yi with interest with a pair of black and white eyes.

To say that you are not afraid is a lie.

The picture in front of him was so strange that Xiao Yi couldn't grasp what the woman was trying to do.

And why did she bring herself here?

suddenly.

Shen Chanyi got up.

She walked to the bookcase, slowly pressed the button behind a book, and the bookcase was separated from both sides, with a secret door protruding in the middle.

When I came back and took a look at Xiao Yi, Shen Chanyi walked into it and disappeared, and the secret door was closed again.

Um?

Xiao Yi looked confused.

What do you mean?

Don't care about yourself?

However, as Shen Chanyi walked into the secret door, Xiao Yi's heart that had been hanging in his throat was relieved a little.

No matter the reason, at least she didn't attack her like the first time she disagreed.

Xiao Yi always felt that the woman wanted to tell him something.

In the empty bedroom, the night wind was beating against the window, and it was already early morning.

...

Walking to the desk, Xiao Yi carefully looked at the items on it.

A picture frame, a note book, a bouquet of flowers, and an old Bugs Bunny.

Staring at the photo, it was a little girl in a pink dress.

Not surprisingly, this little girl should be the owner of this bedroom.

But looking at the girl's brows and eyes, I could vaguely see a trace of Shen Chanyi's shadow.

This bedroom belongs to Shen Chanyi, this Xiao Yi is not surprised.

It could be seen from her familiarity with the villa and the bedroom.

Immediately, Xiao Yi turned his attention to the note on the side.

The notebook has turned a little yellow, and is quietly placed under the withered bouquet.

Xiao Yi muttered in his heart.

Would you like to see it?

It seems very rude to peek at someone else's diary.

But looking at Shen Chanyi's appearance, it seems that she doesn't care if she sees it or not?

Maybe she brought herself here, and she originally had this idea?

After thinking about it, Xiao Yi finally opened the yellowed notebook.

...

Time passed little by little.

There was no movement in the silent bedroom.

Xiao Yi's face turned red and his breathing quickened.

It wasn't that there was anything extraordinary recorded in that diary.

But from the first page, it's all about the tender thoughts of little girls.

For example, I had a conflict with a classmate today.

Which good friend fell in love with the little boy in the next class.

There are even some words and phrases that record the fantasy of the other half when I was young.

The handwriting is beautiful, and it tells the girl's unknown secret line by line.

Xiao Yi felt like a wretched uncle now, and some kind of bad taste was gradually growing.

But there is one thing to say, this feeling of peeping into other people's privacy is really quite high.

He didn't even notice the sudden appearance of a black shadow behind him.

In the flickering light and shadow, Shen Chanyi stood quietly behind Xiao Yi.

His eyes stayed on the corner of his slightly raised mouth, and there was a trace of confusion and struggle in his narrow eyes.

finally.

Xiao Yi turned to the last page of the diary.

I thought it was a trivial matter of those little girls, but I didn't expect it to be a poem.

A poem that is very different from the previous style.

【Ink is in trouble】

[The ghost reprimands the crow, and the perverted nakedness devours the bones]

【Night Stranded in Black】

[burning paper, toasting, dog's howl, thief's footsteps]

[Black lacquer, ashes, withered from advanced cancer, non-recyclable]

【Mud in black and white film, brewing in dirty bucket】

【Black Wind, Black Air, Black Breath, Black Funeral】

【The suffering of entering the super, the broken soul, the spider with two feet】

[Black drowns out all the good things in the past]

[This makes the dark side linger on]

[Wait for a heavy rain that opens up the world]

[wash away the blackness of the whole universe]

sluggish!

consternation!

And unbelievable!

Was this written by a little girl?

Xiao Yi's scalp felt numb after watching it.

The whole poem is full of a strong sense of world-weariness, and there are countless darkness between the lines.

It's not like poetry, it's like the most terrifying monologue in a person's heart.

Xiao Yi couldn't believe that this was something that a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old could write.

Suddenly.

A screeching sound came from behind.

Like laughing.

But the laughter was a little hoarse and dry.

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"I said dear, what's the matter with you?"

Lying on the bed, Hua Ziyu looked at Su Yunqing, who was confused and confused.

What's the matter with this woman?

Shaking her head, Su Yunqing was a little puzzled, she said.

"Yu, why did I call you back?"

"Why?"

Hearing this, Hua Ziyu was stunned.

She stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of Su Yunqing's eyes, then said speechlessly.

"Didn't you keep telling me that you remembered a man who was still very close to you, and then you remembered who he was, and then let me come back non-stop?"

Hua Ziyu didn't dare to say that she had sex with that man. After all, it was her taboo, so she didn't dare to mention it.

"man?"

Repeated in a low voice, Su Yunqing felt dizzy, as if his head was about to explode.

I seem to have forgotten a very important thing, a very important person.

But no matter how she recalled it, she couldn't recall the slightest details.

Without any warning, this feeling made Su Yunqing feel extremely weightless.

Seeing her best friend clutching her hair with a bewildered look on her face, Hua Ziyu felt that her outlook on life and values ​​were being challenged.

isn't it?

It was you who told me you thought of a man.

As a result, I came back and was kidnapped again. You tell me now that you forgot?

Then why did you let me come back?

Are you kidding me?

I drink red wine in France and admire handsome guys. Isn't it fragrant?

After hesitating for a while, Hua Ziyu pushed Su Yunqing in a low voice.

"Honey, why don't you go to sleep?"

"I remember you remember a lot of things every time you wake up, and it's getting late."

Nodding, Su Yunqing walked to the bed in despair and fell heavily on the bed.

The snow outside the window was getting heavier.

Feiyan had already swept across the whole of Jiangsu at this time.

This snow typhoon seems to want to pay off the snow owed in previous years.

(End of this chapter)

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