"Huh? Who peeked at your text messages." Bai said disdainfully, "I'm talking about the matter of you picking out lipstick for that girl just now. How can a straight man distinguish so many colors? In my opinion, the cabinet All the lipsticks are the same color."
I somehow felt relieved and put the phone in my pocket, "I said it was just a coincidence, a coincidence."
Bai tilted his head, "Really... coincidences are also quite powerful."
"Okay, why are you talking so much? Where is that little girl's home?"
Under Bai's guidance, we quickly found our destination. However, when such a huge building appeared in front of me, I was still taken aback.
"Is this... a villa?" I murmured.
"Is it? Is it big?" Bai said, leaning on my shoulder, "Otherwise I wouldn't choose to steal food from this family. It looks like it's very rich."
No, but it wasn't how "big" the house was that surprised me. It's a villa of such a large size, but there is a strange sense of gloom.
This area is far away from the city center and belongs to the suburban category. But compared to Shi Yitong's home I've been to before, it's a barren place, with few trees left, maybe they were cut down by people who stole the wood a few years ago, and only some withered branches and bare trees are left. wooden stakes.
It was odd enough that someone would want to build a house in such a place. But even more eccentric is the structure of the house.
Not so much a house... but rather, a box.
Yes, I silently affirmed my metaphor in my heart. It's almost like a box.
This is a square building. Although the buildings are also square, it feels completely different from the building in front of me. The owner of the house seemed to deliberately seal the inside of the house, and the bricks and tiles were neatly laid, and there was hardly any unevenness on the surface that a housing building should have.
The door is in the middle of the building, and there are windows on both sides. You can vaguely see the lights on inside—this is of course, this kind of Rubik's cube-like building must not have normal lighting in the house. Therefore, the windows on both sides of the door are like monster eyes, staring straight at me.
"Let's go? What are you doing here?" Bai urged.
"Don't you think this house is weird?" I asked, suppressing the uncomfortable feeling in my heart.
"Strange?" Bai tilted his head, "I'm not very familiar with human residences, so I don't know very well."
"Living in a house like this, it's no wonder the house isn't haunted." I muttered.
If possible, I really don't want to go into such a weird house. But everyone has already arrived here, and it doesn't make sense if you don't go in and ask.
—Ask what's going on, and go back quickly.
I was struggling with myself in my heart, but the door of the house suddenly opened at this moment. A fat man stood behind the door, looking at us strangely.
"Well, are you...?"
The man looked to be in his thirties, his face was a little pale, his brows were frowning, and he looked displeased.
"Ah, I..." I was a little embarrassed when asked by the other party. And suddenly found that I couldn't find any excuse to explain my purpose.
What to do, you can't say that a girl here wrote a letter to a ferret, so I found it
At this moment, a childish voice came from the room.
"Uncle Wang! Who is it?"
"I don't know." The man called Uncle Wang looked back into the room.
After a while, with the sound of footsteps, I saw a little girl in a bear nightgown walking over, rubbing her eyes. As soon as she saw me, she yelled "ah".
"Mice mouse!"
Why? Only then did I realize that what she was looking at was not me, but the white on my shoulders.
Bai happy "chirp" twice, jumped off my shoulders, and jumped into the little girl's arms.
"Hahaha, it's so itchy, don't leave me, little mouse. It's so good to see you again!" The little girl rubbed her cheek against the fur on Bai's body, looking very affectionate. After a while, he raised his head and looked at me, "By the way, so my brother is the owner of the little mouse?"
"Almost." I replied.
"So that's it! That's great, you must be the savior invited by the little mouse!" Saying that, the little girl took my hand and led me into the house.
"Xiaoying, is this your friend?" Uncle Wang seemed a little confused.
"Yes!" Xiaoying nodded, "He must be the elder brother who was invited by the little mouse to investigate the haunting!"
After Xiaoying said this, Uncle Wang's face seemed gloomy, with reluctance written all over his face, but he still opened the door and let me in.
When I entered the house, I found that the roof was higher than that of ordinary buildings, making the house extraordinarily large, with an inexplicable feeling of emptiness. As I guessed before, the lighting in the room is very poor, so almost all the lighting equipment is turned on, but it is not too dark.
The right hand side is probably the kitchen, and you can hear the sound of the range hood inside and the sound of stir frying. After a while, a woman's head poked out from the inside, glanced at me, said nothing, then retracted and continued cooking.
"I'm sorry, my little girl is self-willed and has caused you trouble." The man surnamed Wang apologized to me, but there was no apology in his tone.
"No, it's not troublesome at all." Hearing the subtext of the man's words, I straightened my waist even more, and said in a strong tone, "Your Xiaoying should be very troubled by the haunting, right? Otherwise, she And not so distressed as to write a letter to a ferret."
"You don't need to worry about her, what is haunted? It's just a nonsense made up by children who are afraid of sleeping alone at night." The man waved his hand and said helplessly, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.
"That's not it!" Xiaoying retorted, with a puffy face.
My experience tells me that, in fact, you should pay more attention to what children say. Children often have a different understanding of the world, but this difference is always ignored by the adults in the family. Probably when I was in high school, I saw an incident on the news. It was said that a family went swimming in the river, but the little boy in the family refused to go into the water no matter what he said, crying and saying that there were monsters in the river. No one in the family paid any attention to him, they just regarded it as a child throwing a temper tantrum. Unexpectedly, everyone in the family died in the river except for the little boy. It is said that when the body was fished up, there was a blue-purple handprint on the ankle of everyone.