The roommate immediately dropped the kitchen knife in his hand, covered his face, and said gloomily: "What are you doing?"
"There's dirt on your face. Let me show you."
Su Qingyu moved the mirror.
But my roommate blocked his face tightly.
She didn't want to look in the mirror.
If you are unwilling to do it, it means that the mirror is the key.
Su Qingyu was just about to think of other solutions when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach.
This feeling... comes at a really bad time.
The mirror in her hand fell to the ground. She held her stomach tightly, her face full of pain. The huge egg in her stomach seemed to have life and kept trembling. Her belly became hard, as if the huge egg in her stomach was still growing.
Su Qingyu's breathing was rapid, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead. A painful expression twisted on her face, she bit the tip of her tongue lightly, and her lips trembled.
The egg in my stomach seems to be coming out.
When her roommate saw this, she put down her hands that were covering her face, revealing a pale face that looked more weathered than her peers. With a strange smile on her face, she picked up the kitchen knife on the table and said to Su Qingyu, "Let me help you cut it out."
Su Qingyu didn't want to have her stomach cut open in the dungeon.
Go back to the room.
Roommates were not allowed to enter her room.
Su Qingyu held onto the wall and ran towards the room, enduring the severe pain.
The roommate was about to catch up with her with a knife. Her expression became more and more crazy, and she kept mumbling in a mysterious way: "Cut it out, cut out the seeds of sin, crack, crack... make fried eggs..."
Youyou stood in front of his roommate. He turned around and shook his head. The bell on his hat rang. He said with a smile, "Sister, let's play the game of catching the flying knife."
It seemed that the roommates had no way to get past Youyou, which gave Su Qingyu a chance to escape.
After she returned to the room, she fell headfirst into bed, and then everything went dark before her eyes and she lost consciousness.
The next day, when Su Qingyu woke up, Youyou was guarding her bedside, holding a huge egg in her hands. The egg was oval and the size of a watermelon.
"Master, you're awake. You seemed to be in a lot of pain last night. You groaned all night. I felt so bad for you." Youyou patted the egg in his arms. "This egg looks delicious. Can I give it to you?"
Su Qingyu immediately sat up and stroked her flat belly.
God knows how this egg got out of her body.
"The contents of this egg may be the source of pollution in this copy." Su Qingyu held the egg over.
She got out of bed, and apart from feeling a little weak, she didn't feel anything unusual.
When I walked into the living room, my roommate had already left.
The parrot next to the TV cabinet had its feathers turned red, its eyes became dull, its body gradually stiffened, and it fell to the bottom of the cage, with green feathers falling all over the cage.
The parrot is dying and can no longer tell time.
Su Qingyu quickly carried the parrot to the door and let it get some fresh air.
The floor of the corridor was scattered with yellow paper, and wreaths were placed at the door opposite. On the black-and-white photo of the old grandmother on the wreath, two lines of blood and tears were flowing.
The cleaning lady was cleaning up the yellow paper at the end of the corridor.