Chapter 345: Bitten (1,000 Monthly Tickets Plus More!)
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My wife's novels have always been very niche, because she has always liked this kind of horror stories. In fact, my wife used to write romance.
For example, the kind of "Bossy boss, little goblin, you are mine, don't run away!" 》.
but,
Perhaps it was due to postpartum depression that my wife began to gravitate toward horror and the supernatural in her creative direction.
However, the wife's problem is not serious. Her temperament may have become a little cooler than before, and she has become less willing to go out and communicate with strangers, but she is still warm and considerate towards herself and her children.
Holding a pen,
Write word by word,
He just sat like this, copying.
actually,
At the beginning,
My wife doesn’t quite understand her hobby.
Later, he explained that because it was her book and her story, he wrote it down with a pen and read it again to get closer to her heart.
My wife was very touched,
For writers,
There are so many free words of love that you can sell them on clearance, but women seem to like this.
So,
Every time his wife published something new, he took time to copy it.
My wife likes to sit next to him and look at him. If she is tired, she will lean against him and watch him copy, enjoying this feeling.
The tip of the pen kept writing one word after another on the paper.
He didn't look back,
Nor did he look around,
Because he already has the feeling that his wife is by his side,
His wife is by his side,
Yes,
She is by his side.
in the living room,
Three corpses are still lying quietly on the sofa,
second floor,
husband (father) of the deceased,
I was sitting in the study seriously, writing with a pen.
It's like a horror scene in a black and white movie,
With a confusing logic that is hard to understand but numb,
It's a bit like performance art,
True performance art itself should not examine its logic, but look for the connotation that needs to be expressed in the chaos.
He didn't go to work today,
After the Autumn Festival, it is a holiday, and the workers in the factory also need time to rest after working overtime for the past few days.
Moreover, now that the busiest time has passed, the factory will not be so busy during this period.
The father-in-law and the mother-in-law traveled abroad. Because the wife's personality has become cold, she rarely takes the initiative to communicate with them on the phone, and the mother-in-law rarely comes to disturb their lives.
As for the uncle who is a policeman,
He was already so busy with work that his wife and children separated.
Naturally, I don’t have time to visit or anything like that.
Throughout the day,
He was copying everything,
Copied it very carefully,
Every stroke and every stroke was written extremely neatly, with complete dedication.
Throughout the day,
No food or drink,
Even sitting there without moving,
He just kept writing and writing,
I wrote until the sun goes down,
I wrote about the moon hanging,
From white to black...
He is numb,
He couldn't feel the passage of time. It seemed that only this kind of copying without stopping could make him forget the things he didn't want to remember and make him feel the warmth and attachment he wanted to feel.
The most amazing thing is,
pen,
Even the ink was not replaced;
As if I could write endlessly,
The ink here,
It's never been used up.
On the contrary, the palm of my hand has been holding the pen tightly.
The veins are starting to show,
Revealing the state that the trainee nurse likes best.
"call…………"
Wait until midnight,
The horror story "I Love My Family" with a red font cover has finally been copied.
He leaned back, stretched out, and felt a crisp sound coming from his joints. Physical fatigue seemed to be completely invisible, and mentally, he seemed even more excited.
"Squeak!"
The bedroom door was pushed open,
A huge dog head was revealed.
It's an Alaskan.
at home,
I don't have a dog.
I remember that when I first got married, I and my wife had a small Alaskan cub. Later, because my wife became pregnant, we had to give the dog away.
After the two children grew up, my wife no longer had much motivation to raise a dog due to changes in her personality. Because a dog is also a life. You buy it back and raise it at home, and take care of it. It's no less than taking care of a child.
But deep down, my wife still likes dogs.
In the book I just copied, there is a dog in it, an adult Alaskan.
Likes to eat ham sausage, very smart, can sit down, shake hands, and carry children
Take a walk.
Alaska walked in, put her head on his knee, and rubbed it gently.
He stretched out his hand,
caress,
Dog head.
Then,
Get up slowly.
But the dog blocked it and didn't let it go out. It raised its head and looked at him. There was still saliva in its mouth. It was hungry and begging for food.
In the wife’s story,
This dog is very cute, very sensible and obedient,
It likes to eat ham sausage,
But what we really need to eat every day is neither ham nor dog food.
But the blood of living people.
In the story, it goes out for a period of time every night to look for food.
It will go out to bite people, suck its blood and then come back. The person whose blood has been sucked will only feel dizzy and a little depressed, without any other problems, or even aware of what just happened.
The amount of blood it sucks is actually the debt of the target. If the person has done few evil deeds, it will only suck a little bit. If it is the kind of outright bad person, it is possible to be sucked directly to death. Of course, , if it's a good person, it won't find you at all.
I remember my wife said at the time that the Alaskan dog in her original manuscript was not like this. She wanted to write a dog that would go out to find people when it was hungry and suck blood and eat without anyone noticing. It was a devil outside and a devil at home. It is a good baby pet and a good playmate for children.
This was the feeling she wanted, but for publication and to avoid policy reasons, she had to modify it this way.
"Are you hungry?"
He pricked his palm open with a pen and watched the blood drip down.
But Alaski just shook his head, uninterested in his blood.
"If you're hungry, go out and find something to eat."
He reached out and untied the leash around Alaska's neck.
Alaska waggled its tail happily and ran out.
Take a deep breath,
He walked out of the study.
He hadn't gone downstairs all day and night, and he still didn't dare to go downstairs.
Even if
He saw the dog.
Standing on the stairs, he hesitated and worried for a long time. He never dared to take the first step down the stairs.
until,
He heard below,
There was the clear laughter of children.
"Hehehe...Brother...I want to eat...I want to eat too..."
"No, no, no... Mom said eating too much sugar will damage your teeth... My sister is not allowed to eat it... My brother will eat it... I will replace your bad teeth..."
"Brother is bad...Mom...Brother is so bad..."
Children, chasing after each other below.
Although he and his wife often scolded their son to take care of his sister, his younger brother often deliberately teased his sister.
suddenly,
In my heart,
Courage appeared,
He went downstairs.
The children are chasing and fighting,
The sister couldn't catch up with her brother and stood there angrily. When she saw him coming down, she immediately ran to him, hugged his thigh and shouted:
"Dad, my brother is bad, spank him!"
He reached out and touched his daughter's head,
Suddenly,
He wanted to cry,
My nose started to feel sore.
"I didn't, I didn't, dad, don't listen to my sister's nonsense, she has finished her own candy and wants to eat mine."
My brother also rushed over to explain.
His children gathered around him,
They were quarreling,
They are complaining around themselves,
This feeling,
Not annoying at all,
On the contrary, I felt very beautiful.
"Wow!"
The wife opened the kitchen door,
She walked out wearing an apron,
Leaning on the door frame, he complained with some dissatisfaction:
"Auntie went home on leave today. I made something casually and you can eat some as well. Your wife doesn't know how to cook. You should know this when you chase me."
"I'll definitely eat them all."
he said excitedly.
The wife smiled and urged: "Take the children to wash their hands and get ready for dinner."
He took the children to wash their hands and entered the bathroom. The two children were very good, soaping themselves and scrubbing their little hands carefully.
He looked at himself in the mirror,
His face was withered and haggard, and his face was pale with not much blood left.
I must be too tired, I've been really busy lately.
It seems that
You should pay more attention to rest.
After walking out with the children, my wife had already placed the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table in the living room, and the family was seated.
"The egg yolk hasn't come back yet," my daughter asked.
Yolk is the name of the Alaskan.
"If you want to eat, the egg yolk also needs to eat. It's looking for something to eat outside," the wife said.
The daughter nodded, "I hope Egg Yolk can eat enough today and have fun with me tonight."
"You also need to eat well so that you have the strength to play with the egg yolk."
He took a bite of rice. The rice was a little too soft and the water
There was a little too much, but he found it extra delicious and sweet.
He stood up, picked up the remote control on the coffee table, and turned on the TV.
The TV is playing the city news.
"This station has just received news that in the evening, a woman was bitten to death by a big dog in front of a bank in the west section of Jianshe Road, Chongchuan District. The big dog is now missing.
The problem of walking dogs without leashes in cities has become more and more serious. This station appeals to the society that dog owners should keep their dogs wisely and not cause trouble and harm to other people. We hope that this kind of tragedy will not happen again.
At the same time, it is hoped that the municipal government can strengthen management and supervision in this area and strengthen and improve the management of urban pets.
It is reported that,
What is noteworthy is that
The woman who was bitten to death was a nanny by profession. She was 40 years old and not a native of Tongcheng.
The police investigated her ID card information and found that it did not match her identity.
Nowadays, the woman's true identity has been verified. She has multiple records of huge debts in her name. She was hiding from debts and registered at an employment agency by using someone else's ID card under her name.
Before the accident,
She just came back from get off work at the high-end villa complex where she works..."
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