When Xiao Jiacheng took a peek at the newspaper in Grandpa's hands, Grandpa stood up suddenly without warning, still holding the newspaper tightly.
He stared straight ahead, his eyes showing hollow, as if the whole person was in a trance.
Xiao Jiacheng was frightened by this scene and hurriedly hid in his father's arms.
Wu Lang grabbed him into his arms, did not speak for the time being, and looked up at his father.
The old man moved his steps, bypassed the coffee table in front of the sofa, and walked to his bedroom without saying a word.
After entering the bedroom, no sound came from inside.
Not long after, Lou Fang fried two poached eggs for the two of them, and cooked two bowls of noodles in oily soup, and brought them out of the kitchen together with the poached eggs.
I saw Wu Lang and his son staring at the direction of Grandpa's bedroom unblinkingly.
"What about Dad? What are you doing?" Lou Fang put down the oily noodles, "The noodles are cooked, has he gone to the bathroom?"
Wu Lang pointed to the bedroom, "I just entered the bedroom, I told him to ignore me."
"Maybe the condition has become serious." Lou Fang didn't know the reason or the disease, so she had to guess wildly.
"You eat, I'll call him."
After speaking, Lou Fang walked to the old man's bedroom.
"Xiaojiacheng, do you still want to eat?" Wu Lang rubbed the child's head, turned around, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat the noodle soup.
Xiao Jiacheng turned his head to look at the direction his mother was walking, and did not speak. Obviously, his attention was not here at all.
After a while, Lou Fang walked out of the bedroom and shook his head: "He has already lay down. Maybe he wants to sleep, so he won't come back to me."
Wu Lang nodded and said while eating, "I will go to the First Hospital early tomorrow morning. If nothing can be found, let's go directly to Heshan to find a major hospital."
Lou Fang sighed softly and said nothing.
Everyone knows that treatment is a bottomless pit. Xiao Jiacheng’s grandma just passed away last year. She spent two years in the hospital and spent most of her family’s savings. Now grandpa looks even more difficult to treat. Now even the cause is investigated Does not come out.
Now I think about it, if I wait for my grandfather to become a grandfather and lie down again, this family will definitely be worse off.
Although Lou Fang thought so in her heart at this moment, she did not say it, but was bored in her heart alone.
After a while, she picked up a Yungu City Evening News from the coffee table, flipped through it at will, and reached the sixth edition of the Evening News.
This page is blank, without a single word, but for this period of time, the grandfather, who seems to be in a trance, has been staring at these blank pages.
"What did you stare at the blank page of the newspaper in the bathroom just now?" Lou Fang asked.
Wu Lang swallowed the noodles in his mouth, shook his head and said, "No, I'm just reading the newspaper."
"I saw that you are also reading these blank editions." Lou Fang said.
"You must be mistaken. I squatted in the toilet to read the newspaper to pass the time." Wu Lang said affirmatively: "I saw those blank pages, and there was nothing unusual. Dad looked at this, it must be that the brain is starting to become sluggish, maybe There are signs of a stroke."
Lou Fang sighed again, "Dad is so hungry and doesn't eat. I wonder if it will affect the body?"
Wu Lang shook his head, "It's okay, it's really impossible to get him hospitalized tomorrow. Let me infuse the nutrient solution for two days to raise the body and let's go to Heshan."
"You have the final say in this room!" Lou Fang said angrily.
"No no, it's all up to you."
Wu Lang chuckled, quickly picked up the leftover dishes and went to the kitchen, not daring to let his wife do the dishes again.
Xiaojia was founded and got into Lou Fang's arms again, looking a little bit of a bad mental state.
Lou Fang said: "It's too late. Mom and you go to bed early."
"Yeah." Xiao Jiacheng nodded.
Inside the bedroom.
While talking in the living room outside, the old man lying on his side suddenly sat up, facing the bedroom window with a dull expression, and opened the newspaper he had been holding in his hand.
There is no light in the bedroom, so it looks dim, but the street lamp outside the window is brighter and you can see it faintly.
The old man kept his head down silently, staring at the sixth page of the newspaper, motionless.
Almost ten minutes later, under the gaze of the old man, round black spots suddenly appeared on the blank pages of the newspaper.
Because there are neatly blank spaces all around, the black dot appears very eye-catching at the moment it appears.
Immediately after the appearance of the black spot, it began to expand visible to the naked eye, and then bloomed, as if the veins of a leaf were quickly extended.
In just a few seconds, these black lines quickly formed a clear text.
[So you are still waiting for me, I'm here! 】
The old man's dull face, when he saw this line of text, the corners of his mouth split, and his eyebrows were slightly bent, revealing a stiff smile.
After the smile appeared, it remained deadlocked and no longer retracted. At first glance, it looked like a person wearing a clown mask.
About ten minutes later, outside the bedroom door behind him, there was the sound of the door closing in the opposite bedroom, and then the sound of Wu Lang walking into the bathroom and starting to wash.
The words in the newspaper began to change again, and a new line of words formed after a short while.
[You must be tired after sitting for so long, get up and stand up. 】
After seeing this line, the old man slowly stood up with the newspaper in his hand, facing the window, and then stopped moving.
But his face still kept the same smile just now, looking extremely strange.
About fifteen minutes or so, the light in the bathroom was turned off, and Wu Lang's footsteps sounded. Then the light in the living room was turned off, and the footsteps walked back. After passing the bedroom, the door opened and entered the opposite bedroom.
Everything in the room became quiet.
The old man just stood there, looking down at the newspaper in his hand, as if he didn't even breathe.
After entering the bedroom, Wu Lang saw Xiao Jia Chengzheng hiding in the bed, next to his mother. He suddenly laughed: "You kid, why don't you go back to your bedroom? Your father and your mother will have another one at night. Important meetings, discussing major national events, should not be interrupted."
Lou Fang gave him a white look and hugged his son tightly and said: "Shao poor mouth, Xiao Jiacheng has always said that he is afraid, and he will sleep here tonight."
Wu Lang was taken aback and smiled: "Are you sure you won't have the meeting tonight?"
"You're a big-headed ghost!" Lou Fang couldn't help but laugh, winking at him, meaning to talk about it tomorrow.
"Mom, you have a meeting now, I won't speak, and won't bother you." Xiao Jiacheng said softly.
Lou Fang looked embarrassed, Wu Lang suffocated a smile, and enlightened Xiao Jia: "The host of meetings has always been your mother. She can't tell, and Dad can't help it. Go to sleep! Three people are together. If it’s hard to sleep, I’ll go to sleep on the sofa outside."
When the words fall, turn around and go out.
Lou Fang raised her head and said, "Wait, don't go to the living room to sleep, just sleep here."
Wu Lang pondered: "Are you sure you still have a meeting later?"
"Did your sister! Don't go out to sleep, we'll just be together." Lou Fang was flustered for no reason at this moment, and added: "Go and lock the bedroom door."
"What's the matter?" Wu Lang asked in surprise.
"I can't tell you, you lock up first before going to bed." Lou Fang shook his head.
Wu Lang scratched the back of his head, and went to lock the bedroom door with a dazed expression. When he came back, he climbed into the bed and slept on the other side of his son. He asked, "Are you afraid of a thief in the house? Dad is still opposite. Fell asleep… "
"No." Lou Fang said: "I don't know how to say it, but I feel that I need to rest assured."
Wu Lang stopped talking, and the couple turned off the bedside lamps, and lay in their arms and discussed the itinerary for the old man to see the doctor for a while.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep quickly.
The old man's bedroom.
This black shadow by the window stood motionless for three hours.
His gaze seemed to be staring at the blank space of the newspaper, and as if he could not see anything at all, his whole person had been taken away and he was not here.
After a while, the black spot in the blank area of the newspaper reappeared, and a new line of writing was quickly formed.
[Do you feel cold? 】
After the old man saw this line of words, his body suddenly began to tremble, his whole person was like sifting chaff, and his hand holding the newspaper trembled violently.
Only a moment later, his lips had turned black, his eyebrows were frosted, his hands and feet were icy, his teeth trembled, and his whole body was trembling more severely.
[Do you feel disgusted with this world? 】
The old man's expression changed, and his five senses were pulled together, and an expression of extreme boredom and resentment appeared in an instant.
The hand holding the newspaper clenched into a fist, and even the knuckles creaked, staring at the window with gritted teeth.
[This world is actually very ugly. The Buddha's mouth is snake-like, and the world is so cold. All this is reflected in your brain through your eyes! If you don't want to feel all of this anymore, you can dig them out and return yourself to clarity. 】
After a slight pause, the old man's right hand stretched out, protruding the index and middle fingers, bending them into a hook, and without any hesitation, he inserted two fingers into his eye sockets.
Not long after, two things fell off. They were a little sticky. They fell to the floor without rolling, accompanied by a drop of blood, dripping along the hanging fingers.
During this process, there was no sound.
The words in the newspaper are still emerging. Although the old man can no longer see anything at this time, it does not seem to affect his understanding of these words.
This scene is extremely strange.
[The room is also full of evil, but they all hide. Find them, but before that, you need a sharp blade as an auxiliary means to eliminate evil. 】
The old man slowly turned around, as if he could see everything, walked to the bedroom door, twisted the door and walked out silently.
Because he didn't wear slippers and walked very slowly, he didn't even make the sound of footsteps. He walked into the kitchen in a familiar way, without turning on the lights in the process.
When he came to the front of the knife board, he stretched out his hand to grab one of the sharp white kitchen knives inserted into the knife holder, then turned around, and returned to his bedroom door.
But this time, instead of entering his own bedroom, he faced the opposite bedroom, approached two steps, and stuck his whole body on the opposite door panel.
In a daze, Lou Fang, who was dozing off lightly, was suddenly awakened by a sound. She opened her eyes and looked at it and found that it was still dark outside the window, indicating that it should be early in the morning at the moment.
I picked up the phone on the bedside table and looked at it. It was just after two o'clock in the morning.
Xiao Jiacheng, who was holding himself to sleep just now, has released his hand and is sleeping soundly. Because the two are too close, Xiao Jiacheng's forehead is full of sweat at this moment.
Wu Lang on the other side made a slight snoring sound, and was also asleep, not awakened by the noise just now.
Lou Fang pulled a tissue and wiped his son's sweat.
Xiao Jiacheng murmured, as if he was talking in a dream, but couldn't hear what was said, turned over and continued to fall asleep.
Click!
Lou Fang heard a clear sound in the direction of the bedroom door.
She got out of bed immediately, her heartbeat quickened, and she hesitated, but she still creptly walked towards the door.
As he approached the door, his eyes had fully adapted to the surrounding darkness, and he saw that the handle of the bedroom door was being gently twisted, but because it had been locked, it could no longer be moved when it was twisted halfway, and it clicked again.
There is someone outside!
Lou Fang was shocked, and his heartbeat intensified. He took two steps back, preparing to wake up his sleeping husband.
But the man seemed to give up and continue to open the door, and the doorknob no longer twisted.
After a while, a faint scratching sound sounded, as if something sharp was scratching the door panel outside, and it was as if a fingernail was scratching the door panel.
Lou Fang stopped hesitating, came to the bed, and quickly awoke her husband, with trembling lips: "Wu Lang, outside... There are people outside! Outside the bedroom..."
Wu Lang was frowning and confused, but after hearing what Lou Fang said, he immediately became sober and sat up.
"what did you say?"
"There was someone outside the bedroom. They were about to open the door just now, but the door was locked and unable to get in. Now that person seems to be scraping the door with something.
Wu Lang hurriedly got out of bed and approached the bedroom door lightly. He listened carefully and there was no sound outside.
Rubbing his eyes, patted his face lightly, so that he can wake up faster.
Trying to open his eyes wide, he looked down at the doorknob, and there was no sign of being twisted outside.
Wu Lang turned his head and lowered his voice: "Did you hear me wrong?"
Lou Fang shook his head and said decisively: "Absolutely not. I saw the doorknob moving just now. Fortunately, you locked it before going to bed! Otherwise, the person would definitely have come in."
Wu Lang looked at the door again in surprise, he walked closer and listened carefully, but there was still no movement.
Immediately he put his ear on the side of the door, and when he heard it, he realized that there was movement on the side of the door. It was a very slight scratching sound, as if someone was scratching through the door with his nails.
He controlled his breathing as much as possible to make sure that he had not misheard. After listening for a moment, Wu Lang straightened up, turned his head, and was about to speak to Lou Fang.
Puff!
During the time his head left the door, a sharp kitchen knife penetrated the door panel where his head was just now. About half of the blade passed through the door panel.
The couple was shocked suddenly, and Wu Lang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
There were two reasons for his surprise. One was that his ancestral tomb was emitting blue smoke and burning incense, and even before the sharp knife penetrated the door panel, his head moved away from where he was just now.
The second reason is that the people outside are obviously not weak in their hands. This bedroom door is a thick one, and it is relatively heavy. That person can cut the door through a hole with a single knife. This is definitely not the strength of ordinary people. It can be done!
"Let me knock... Knock you!" Wu Lang quivered to Lou Fang with a trembling heart. He couldn't even straighten his tongue. "Call now!" (End of this chapter)