the fifth time.

Fang Xiu has completely understood that it is useless to escape, and neither is fear. He cannot lie in bed with his eyes closed all his life. If he wants to live, he has to face his wife directly and truly ignore her, otherwise he will never be able to leave the house.

"Husband, it's time for breakfast."

Fang Xiu turned a deaf ear, got up with blank eyes, got out of bed, and walked towards the bedroom door.

My wife was blocking the bedroom door.

Fang Xiu was not moved by it at all, as if he didn't see it, he directly "bumped" at his wife.

The imaginary collision did not happen, Fang Xiu seemed to pass through a cloud of air without hindrance.

He has already guessed that when his wife is not sure that he can see, the two parties cannot have physical contact.

The wife just penetrated the bed is a good proof of this.

Soon, he successfully walked out of the bedroom.

But his wife didn't seem to intend to let him go at all, she kept flashing in front of Fang Xiu like a playful butterfly.

Then Fang Xiu died.

Died from poor acting skills, died from being unable to overcome instinctive reactions.

It is very difficult for a person to be punched by others without blinking. Even if the punch only stays one centimeter from the tip of the nose, the instinctive reaction is to blink.

This is the case with my wife, the more you ignore her, the more she will come closer to your eyes, even like a ghost, floating in front of your eyes, so close that you can kiss her with just a pout.

At a time like this, I'm afraid that professional actors will be shocked when they come.

the sixth time.

Fang Xiu had no expression on his face and successfully walked out of the bedroom. He didn't rush out the door in a flash, fearing that his unusual behavior would arouse suspicion, but planned to go to the toilet first.

The wife seemed to be "shy" and didn't go to the bathroom with her.

Just as Fang Xiu heaved a sigh of relief and began to release, a beautiful head protruded slowly from the mouth of the toilet.

Fang Xiu died again.

The seventh time, the eighth time, the ninth time, the tenth time.

Fang Xiu had died to despair, to numbness, to collapse.

He couldn't, really couldn't.

No matter how it is, it is impossible to overcome the instinctive reaction at all. My wife will suddenly appear in various ways, so that the sight is involuntarily turbulent.

It even got out from Fang Xiu's chest once.

It's not okay to run away directly, abnormal behavior will directly stimulate the wife to transform.

The multiple deaths completely broke Fang Xiu's tense nerves.

He resisted, he ran away, he gave up on himself... It's useless, it's all useless.

As if he was destined to die at the hands of his wife.

Eleventh, twelfth, thirteenth...

"Husband, it's time for breakfast."

"Hey, my wife is so nice."

Fang Xiu is crazy.

His mental state has completely become abnormal, from the original rational sobriety to madness and confusion.

However, my wife is not a judge, and she will not let you go just because you have become mentally ill.

The cycle of death continues.

What happens when a person is driven mad by a stimulus, and then the same stimulus continues after he has gone mad?

no one knows.......

eighteenth time.

Fang Xiu lay peacefully on the bed, if it weren't for the imperceptible breathing and the instinctive beating of the heart, he would be like a corpse.

If someone could see his eyes at this time, they would be horrified to find that they were not the eyes of a living person at all.

The eyes are full of dead silence, like a pool of stagnant water, in which no human emotions can be seen at all.

It is said that the eyes are the window to the soul, but Fang Xiu's window was sealed with cement.

But if someone can see through the thick cement, through the eyes that are so calm and silent, they will find...

An unimaginable, extremely suppressed madness hides under the calmness!

And the hatred enough to ignite the blood of the whole body!

That crazy flame of hatred is burning, it is the hatred for his wife, the monstrous hatred for being killed eighteen times!

Some people are alive, but they are actually dead.

Some people are crazy, but in fact he is very sane.

This is Fang Xiu's state at this time.

Multiple deaths drove him into madness, but in the end, the monstrous hatred brought back his sanity amidst the madness. It can be said that the hatred for his wife reshaped his sanity.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu calmly sat up from the bed, and murmured unconsciously: "Die, die, die, you deserve to die, as long as I live, you must die."

His voice was low and calm, without the slightest emotion.

Say the creepiest things in the calmest voice.

"Husband, it's time for breakfast."

The wife's gentle voice sounded at the right time.

Fang Xiu ignored him, got up, put on his shoes, got out of bed, walked straight through his wife's body, and then went to the toilet, washed and changed clothes.

During this period, his wife interfered as usual, but from the beginning to the end, Fang Xiu's eyes never changed at all, as if he really couldn't see.

After getting dressed, Fang Xiu even sat on the table and had a peaceful breakfast.

Of course, he made the breakfast himself. He fried an egg, added a piece of ham sausage, sandwiched it with whole wheat bread, and served it with a glass of pure milk. It was simple and nutritious.

Obviously, the more beautiful a woman is, the more deceitful she is.

This is the case with my wife. She said it was time to have breakfast, but in fact she didn't make breakfast at all.

After finishing his breakfast, Fang Xiu walked straight to the door.

He wants to leave here, go outside to search for clues about his wife, and find the anomalies in this world. Only in this way can he have a chance to take revenge.

Just as he put his hand on the doorknob, his wife's beautiful face was inlaid on the door, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Honey, don't go out, okay, can you stay at home with me?"

Click!

The doorknob was unscrewed, and Fang Xiu walked out of the room calmly.

boom!

The door was slammed shut.

The wife didn't come out with him.

After eighteen deaths, Fang Xiu finally managed to get out of the room, but he didn't have the slightest joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe.

All he can think about now is revenge!

Besides revenge, what the hell is revenge!

"No one can kill me eighteen times and get away with it! No one!"

blah blah...

Fang Xiu's moderate footsteps sounded in the corridor.

He lives on the fifth floor, and it's still an old community. There is no elevator at all, so he can only walk downstairs.

Soon, walking through the dark and dilapidated corridor, the unit door appeared in front of Fang Xiu.

He slowly opened the door of the unit, bright and warm sunlight penetrated through the crack of the door, and as the door opened, it continuously filled the dark corridor.

It was as if there was a sunny and warm world outside the door, and the sun was shining on Fang Xiu, making it feel warm.

After eighteen deaths, he finally lived to see the sun outside the door.

He stepped out and plunged into the sunny world outside.

Afterwards, Fang Xiu froze in place, his blood almost congealed.

At this moment, his whole body was covered by the sun, and he could no longer feel the slightest warmth.

Looking at the outside world absent-mindedly, he murmured subconsciously: "Is this...hell?"

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