Song Yaoyao didn't speak, which made Song Wenchuan feel even more guilty.
He looked at Song Yaoyao's drooping head, looking very sad. Raising and lowering his hand wanting to comfort him, he pressed the elevator downstairs for Song Yaoyao, "I'm sorry, I've made you feel wronged again."
The elevator dinged, dragging Song Yaoyao back from her contemplation.
She shook her head, walked into the elevator, and when the elevator door was about to close, she suddenly raised her hand to block it, and asked, "Is she always like this?"
"What?"
The elevator door slowly opened to both sides, Song Wenchuan was stunned for two seconds, then smiled wryly, "No."
"so-"
Song Yaoyao understood, she sank into a dimple, and smiled, "Then she really hates me, so let's go."
She waved her hand, the elevator doors gradually closed, and Song Wenchuan's figure disappeared.
They were all lying on the bed and turned into a useless person. When seeing her, they still have such a strong hatred, which is also rare.
I don't know, I thought the two had some kind of blood feud.
At night, Song Yaoyao had that dream again.
It was still pouring rain outside, with lightning and thunder.
The rumbling thunder crackled in the night sky, causing even Song Yaoyao's heart to ache. Her face was pale, and her eyes turned black.
"Hurry up, there's another boy? Get that boy here first."
She was stunned, the woman's tone made Song Yaoyao feel very familiar, she looked at everything in front of her blankly, she was still a little girl, and she didn't understand why she suddenly had such a sense of familiarity.
"Mom, can you keep him?"
Compared with Song Yaoyao, the boy is much dishonest. At the beginning, he didn't know where he was hidden, but now he was carried over by the man, his hands and feet were tightly wrapped with black tape, and his mouth was sealed, so he could only make a weak whining sound.
"Why?" the woman asked without raising her head, drawing out a dagger.
"He looks good!" The girl took it for granted, "I want him to stay with me, Mom, you should kill this damn girl and leave him to me!"
Xiao Song Yaoyao, who was sitting on the ground, pursed her lips again, her dark pupils were frighteningly bright in the room.
"no!"
The woman immediately refused, and her voice became cold.
"Don't make trouble, this child is a sacrificial offering to the patriarch! Do you still think about it? When you recover, we will go abroad. At that time, you can have as many children as you want to accompany you."
"No! I just want him! I want him!" The girl began to snark, "Then you can find another sacrifice, why do you have to want this one!!"
"You think it's so easy to find? I've been looking for these two for six years, and their identities are so complicated. Please be quiet! Health and him, you can only choose one, you choose!"
The woman threw the dagger at the girl's feet unexpectedly, and coldly forced her to make a decision.
really-
The girl was frightened by the stern mother, she looked down at the dagger under her feet, and was silent for a few seconds. Then, she bent down, picked up the dagger on the ground, and smiled at Xiao Song Yaoyao.
Xiao Song Yaoyao vaguely realized something, she kept shaking her head, climbing back.
The woman frowned and grabbed the girl, "She's still useful, don't mess around."
"I don't care!" The girl was extremely arrogant, "Since I want to kill that little brother, then I want her to do it!! In this way, she is a murderer, haha~~"
"No, I don't want to!!"
Mingming's heart ached and convulsed, Xiao Song Yaoyao struggled to get up, staggering and trying to escape.
In the next second, the long hair was grabbed and fell to the ground hard.
The delicate knee was smashed suddenly, and blood overflowed.
The dagger was ruthlessly stuffed into her hand, and she was dragged towards the struggling boy.
"I don't want, I don't want..."
"Mom, I can't drag her, come and help me!" The girl got angry and kicked Xiao Song Yaoyao.
Seeing that she was finally willing to let go, the woman smiled helplessly, and said dotingly: "Here we come."
The cold dagger hurt her palms, and she curled up desperately, as if this could stop everything that happened next.
Can-
Puff!
The scalding liquid splashed onto her face, her pupils constricted, and the boy who was struggling a second ago had violent convulsions, his clothes were stained red with blood, and his body gradually disappeared while trembling slightly. sound.
"Hahahaha! It's fun, it's fun!!"
"Old Song, hurry up and get the bowl."
A living child turned into a cold corpse in front of their eyes, but they were still able to do their own things in an orderly manner.
The blood was mixed with an unknown powder, which was then dipped with a brush.
Yellow paper, candles, paper money...
A gust of wind whizzed in, and with a bang, the light bulb above his head exploded. The piercing sparks flickered for two seconds, and the room fell into darkness.
"Why did the candle go out? Old Song! Hurry up and light the candle!!"
"Mom, where are you, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, just stand still and don't move, it will be fine later." After the woman comforted her daughter, her voice immediately became irritable, "Old Song! What are you dawdling about?"
"I don't know where I put my lighter, wait for me to find it!"
"hurry up!"
In the rush, they seemed to have forgotten that there was another person.
Xiao Song Yaoyao was drenched all over, her forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and her body trembled slightly. She fingered nervously on the floor until she inadvertently touched a cold object.
It's the dagger—
She knew that not far away, there was another corpse that was gradually losing temperature.
Tears welled up from her eyes, she held the dagger tightly, her eyes were darkened with heartache, and the air became thinner. She kept adjusting her breathing and crawled on the ground.
She may die, but she hopes to die in the arms of her parents, with her brother by her side, she will never die here!
They are crazy!
"ah!!"
A sharp cry pierced the night sky, and another thunderbolt exploded, illuminating the room for a short period of time.
"What happened?"
Before the woman could see clearly, her vision went dark again, and she quickly walked towards her daughter based on her memory.
The girl's voice trembled, "Something is grabbing my feet!!"
It feels cold to the touch, without any human warmth.
Could it be the one who died—
"Ah! Mom, hurry up..."
Puff—
The woman and the man were stunned at the same time, they heard the muffled sound of the sharp knife piercing into the flesh.
"No!!"
Pale lightning flashed past, and landed in the girl's deep, ghostly eyes.
"Wanwan! Wanwan, don't scare mom!!"
"Ah, damn girl, I want you to die without a place to bury you!!"
The neck was tightly strangled, and the woman's eyes were filled with tears and hatred. She had a vicious expression, her face twisted and hideous.
"I want you to pay for her life! I will always be trampled under my daughter's feet! Life after life, I will die!"