Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

"Check the water meter?"

The woman came to the door and looked out through the cat's eyes.

In the corridor stood the pale and handsome property manager. From the woman's point of view, he was standing under the door, holding a booklet in his hand, as if he was going to copy the numbers.

However, he was carrying a bag in his left hand, and he did not know what was inside.

The woman turned the door handle. Before opening the door, she kept a heart and fastened the anti-theft buckle. With an anti-theft lock, the apartment door could only be opened with a small crack, and even if Lin Huai had any malicious intentions, it would be difficult for him to enter through the crack.

The figure of the thing tube appeared in the gap. When the door was opened, he stood on tiptoe, as if looking into the door.

His strange prying eyes made Cen Sui very uncomfortable. However, for the sake of his face, Cen Sui tried to maintain a little patience and asked him, "Is there any problem?"

"It's nothing." The property management smiled at her, "It didn't seem appropriate to visit a single woman at night..."

After hearing this, Cen Sui put on a soft smile: "It's okay, I need it for work."

Wu Guan continued: "I'm relieved to see that your house is so lively."

Cen Sui: ?

The thoughtless sentence of property management made her a little confused. Despite this, after confirming that the other party was indeed here to read the water meter numbers, she released the anti-theft buckle.

The door was opened, but the property management did not rush in. Before entering the house, he took out a pair of shoe covers from his pocket and held the door with one hand and put it over his feet.

"It's okay, just come in." Cen Sui said.

"I'm afraid of getting dirty." The material pipeline, "I am more hygienic."

Cen Sui turned back and looked at the bright and clean apartment room under the crystal chandelier, and said with some emotion: "There are not many boys like you who love cleanliness now."

At the same time as she sighed, Lin Huai, who was holding the door frame, also narrowed her eyes.

Different from the clean and warm room in Cen Sui's eyes, the 301 that appeared in Lin Huai's eyes was a completely different scene.

The wooden floor is covered with dark shoe prints, the white walls are full of children's handprints, and even the dining table has traces of dry water.

Cen Sui stood in it, but seemed to be unaware of it. It was as if the 301 in her eyes and the 301 in Lin Huai's eyes came from two different worlds.

For the past half month, Lin Huai had been sitting in the property management room, watching her walk in and out of Chunyu's apartment, but the little girl in the red jacket had always followed her. She followed step by step, like a small shadow of Cen Sui.

And now...

Cen Sui turned around and led him to the kitchen. When she turned a 30° angle, she suddenly let out a painful cry of "Oops".

"Uh……"

Cen Sui touched his back, and finally took out a needle from the neckline.

"Who put it in for me! Didn't this store check before shipping?"

Cen Sui complained and threw the blood-stained needle into the trash can. Then, she turned to Lin Huai and said politely, "It's a little messy at home, don't mind."

Lin Huai nodded: "Don't be so humble."

Although Lin Huai meant "you are too modest to describe it as a little", Cen Sui obviously misunderstood what he meant and smiled shyly.

Being misunderstood has always been the fate of every expressor. Even if Lin Huai was so terrifying, he could not escape this fate.

"The living room is in the kitchen, you..."

Cen Sui was still talking, but her voice did not reach Lin Huai's ears at all. Lin Huai frowned slightly as she looked at this dirty and eerie interior.

...what about that little girl?

Outside 301, wherever the woman is, the little girl follows her closely. The apartment room was designed to be open, and at a glance at the entrance, you could see the entire living room, and even the bedroom with the door open, but Lin Huai did not see any trace of the little girl.

Is it...

"Children are rude. They don't even come out to say hello when they see me coming... Tsk, it's like a college student who huddles in his room during the Spring Festival and doesn't want to see relatives and just wants to play with his mobile phone..." Lin Huaixu thought, "Is it so safe to let her roommate face me alone?"

But Lin Huai is a kind person after all. He decided to put the little girl in the best interest. Maybe the other party was afraid of him, so he was afraid to hide under the bed.

Thinking like this, he came in from the door, turned around, and pulled the door handle to close the door. Just when he opened the door...

"Hahahaha……"

In the gap between the back of the door and the wall, the little girl squatting in the shadows appeared in his eyes!

She was hiding there, not knowing when she got in. During the conversation between Lin Huai and Cen Sui, she always hid behind the door, quietly listening to their every word in the dark!

"I didn't think there was a surprise hidden here." Lin Huai muttered.

After sensing Lin Huai's gaze, the little girl opened her mouth and gave him a distorted smile.

Her mouth seemed to be sewn with needles and threads. As her mouth opened, the sluggish needles and threads were straightened, and her cheeks were also deformed. Under the dim light, it looked particularly eerie and terrifying.

"This child is too shy. If he wants to welcome me, he only dares to hide behind the door. He should have come over to greet me in surprise the moment he heard my voice." Lin Huai thought, "Maybe it's a bit of low self-esteem. ."

"Mr. Lin?" Seeing that Lin Huai didn't keep up, Cen Sui stuck his head out of the kitchen.

From her point of view, Lin Huai was facing the empty corner, as if looking at something. She was a little confused: "Did something happen?"

Lin Huai: "It's nothing, your children are quite polite. They smiled so happily at me when they first met."

"What child?" Cen Sui asked inexplicably.

She looked really dazed, as if she didn't know anything about the so-called "child". Lin Huai got this clue, so he smiled lightly and pointed to a pair of shoe paths that Cen Sui had placed on the shoe cabinet.

Lin Huai: "Shoes, I'm from Sichuan, with an accent."

Cen Sui:  …

Lin Huai: "We all call 'shoes' 'children' over there."

Cen Sui:  …

Lin Huai added a new character to himself. He glanced at the little girl huddled in the corner, gave her a "shh" gesture, and followed Cen Sui into the kitchen.

If you want to solve the 301 incident, you must first find out the cause of Cen Sui's death. Lin Huai casually inquired about Cen Sui's situation while copying the numbers on the water meter into the manual.

The two chatted casually for a while. After Lin Huai finished reading the water meter, he came out of the kitchen, and with a flick of his eyes, he saw the workbench and display cabinet in the living room.

Cen Sui saw that he was looking intently, and thought he was attracted by the dolls in it, so he said, "Do you like it?"

Lin Huai nodded: "Can I see it?"

The enthusiasm in his eyes moved Cen Sui.

No artist will turn away anyone who wants to appreciate his work. Cen Sui took him to the display cabinet, turned on the lights, and let him look at them one by one: "These are my works in recent years."

On the display cabinet, there are rows of dolls with different postures. They wore colorful dresses, curly hair, and sweet smiles, like little princesses.

Lin Huai stared at them for a long time, and suddenly said, "You dolls... can you move?"

"Move?" Cen Sui chuckled, "It's not an electric doll, how can it move?"

"Oh." Lin Huai said regretfully.

He stretched out his finger, poked a doll in the display cabinet, and turned his eyes casually to the little girl standing behind the woman.

She still stood quietly behind Cen Sui, her dirty little hands grasping the hem of Cen Sui's clothes.

'Strange,' he thought, 'this little thing doesn't look like a ghost, but an evil spirit. ’

He took one last deep look at the display cabinet and put his hand back.

The property management left room 301, and Cen Sui was alone in the room again. She leaned back on the sofa and took a nap with her arms blindfolded, but the clock had reached 11 o'clock.

I don't know why, but she's always panicked these days. This panic was slightly relieved when the property management came to read the water meter, but after he left, the panic reached its peak again.

"Watch a light show and relax." She looked at the half-finished doll on the workbench and smiled reluctantly.

With that in mind, she turned on the TV and tuned to a well-known entertainment channel. Several hosts on the TV were jokingly playing games, and she watched, her eyelids gradually sinking.

"Huh...huh..."

A slight snoring sounded in the living room. When the woman was about to fall asleep, a fierce snowflake sound suddenly came out from the TV!

The woman shuddered and woke up.

"What sound? Wait... was I watching this before?"

When she closed her eyes, there were still handsome guys and pretty girls making jokes on the TV. However, when she opened her eyes again, what appeared on the TV was a cartoon she had never seen before.

The animation is rough, like the production level of the 1980s, full of poor coloring styles and blockbuster color blocks. A little girl made of color blocks sits on the sofa, holding a doll in her right hand. She raised her left hand as if she was pinching something.

Like needle and thread.

"What the hell."

Cen Sui frowned and subconsciously wanted to change the channel. She guessed that she was drowsy, and with a trembling hand, she accidentally touched the remote control.

She pressed the remote control, and the picture returned to the men and women on the toilet. However, the next moment, her shoulder was aching!

Like something, pierced her!

"Well!"

Cen Sui covered her shoulders and screamed. She took off her jacket to check, but her shoulders were still smooth and there was nothing.

"Is it my illusion?"

Cen Sui frowned.

This isn't the first time she's felt this way. A week ago, she often felt this sudden puncture. It was sparse at first, but in recent days, this feeling has become more frequent.

"I still have to go to the hospital when I have time," she told herself.

The stinging pain didn't cause her much attention. Cen Sui continued to sit on the sofa, half awake watching the TV series. Just as she was about to fall asleep, another loud noise interrupted her sleep.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

"What are you doing..."

This time, it wasn't the TV that made the sound, but a knock on the door of the apartment.

——In the evening, who was knocking on the door to find her?

Cen Sui rubbed his eyes and complained in his heart. For some reason, when she stood up from the sofa this time, she always felt a little resistance on her shoulders.

She walked to the apartment door step by step and looked at the cat's eye.