"It should be fine. I just feel a little dizzy when I see the sun when I go out."
"I'm really scared of you, I'll send you back!"
Bai Xue checked the time and saw that there was still time, so she immediately pulled Lin Anran out.
She left suddenly, and Lin Anran suddenly staggered and was about to be pulled down.
In this plot, I was really confused and didn’t understand anything, and I didn’t dare to say anything.
She suddenly felt a little creepy.
She felt that what happened last night was not the first time.
Because my mother looked so calm, she was not afraid even when she came to the hospital.
It seemed certain that she wouldn't say anything.
The more this happened, the weirder she felt, and the more she felt it was better not to say anything at all.
She went directly outside and was thrown into a taxi. Bai Xue told the driver an address and got in the car.
Neither mother nor daughter spoke, and the atmosphere between the two was gloomy and a bit scary.
After they returned home together, Lin Anran went in. Bai Xue said something about buying vegetables and making soup, and then left in a hurry.
Lin Anran returned to the room from yesterday. There was still a pool of blood on the ground inside. The color had become darker and it had dried up.
It looks a little disgusting.
At home, I found a mop and cleaned up the blood stains in the room.
Open the window and let some air in.
Then he began to search in the room again to see if the original owner had the habit of writing a diary or something like that.
What a coincidence, I found a locked diary and a photo album in a drawer.
She opened the photo album first, which was Lin Anran's record from childhood to adulthood.
From childhood, to when she was...probably eleven or twelve years old.
Looking at the photo album, there is the mother just now, and there is another strange man.
He looks very close, could he be his father
Although the light was very dim yesterday, Qiao Anran knew clearly that this man was definitely not the beast he was yesterday.
Looking at the photos, she was frozen in time. When she was looking for a mop, she also took a look at herself in the bathroom mirror.
He looks like he is fifteen years old at most.
Although she had already guessed some pictures in her mind, at this time, she wanted to see what was written in the password-locked diary even more.
But this diary was too high-end. She found that she couldn't open it even if she pressed these things randomly.
Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and she opened the photo album just now. There was a photo in it of a family celebrating.
Looking at the huge table, there is a big cake.
She opened the photo album again, found the date in it, and pressed the password on the diary.
It actually opened. Obviously, this was a very important day for her.
This thick diary is almost finished.
She started reading from the first page.
In short, when people write diaries, they are either happy or unhappy.
However, as soon as she looked through the diary, she felt that she was deeply unhappy. She was unhappy alone. It could be seen between the lines of her words.