Witch, Open Your Eyes

Li Sinian stood in front of the room of the young couple Du Wei and Chen Hui, pressing the electronic doorbell on the door one after another.He was actually anxious in his heart, but his movements were neither too hasty nor too slow. He pressed the bell just after the previous ringing stopped, and he was relentless, and the rhythm was controlled just right.

In the room, Du Wei and Chen Hui had just arrived at a happy place.

Chen Hui put her arms around the back of Du Wei's head, pressed his head against her chest, and let him raise his head and lick her neck.Hearing the piercing electric bell, both of them trembled.

"What... what's going on?" Chen Hui glanced at the door distractedly.

With a piece of her neck in his mouth, Du Wei snorted vaguely: "Don't care." Then he lowered his head and gently kissed her breast again.

Who knew that the person who rang the doorbell was very patient, as if he was vowing to force someone out, the doorbell rang for 2 minutes, endlessly.

Chen Hui was already pushing him down.

No matter how good the mood was, Du Wei couldn't stand such a shock. Du Wei shrank completely, got up from his girlfriend in frustration, pulled his hair, and got out of bed to open the door.

While jumping up his pants, he cursed in a rough voice: "Who the hell is not good-looking, fuck his grandma, cut off good things and curse him for not being able to marry a wife for the rest of his life."

"Stop scolding, hurry up and open the door to see who sent them away, it's already dawn." Chen Hui put on the bed sheet, sat on the bedside and sulked.

Du Wei opened the door, Li Sinian's slender middle finger was still pressing on the doorbell, and the two of them met each other through a crack in the door.Du Wei's complexion was very bad. Seeing that it was Li Sinian, his eyes became more defensive.

"What are you doing here?" Du Wei looked around at Li Sinian.

Before Li Sinian could speak, there were bursts of wailing and noise from the end of the corridor, and thick smoke scattered in the corridor, choking Du Wei.He froze for a moment, covered his mouth and nose with his arm, coughed twice, and asked repeatedly: "What's going on? What's the matter?"

Li Sinian's eyes were calm, but his face was stern: "Put on your clothes and come here, the villa is flooded."

"That's Niu Xinyan's room!" Du Wei opened the door openly, turned around and put on clothes on his upper body, and threw the skirt on the floor to his girlfriend, he asked while wearing it, "Where are the others? Where's Yang Song? Where's Ding Zihui? Are you all awake?"

Li Sinian stood far away in the shadow outside the door to avoid suspicion. He didn't look into the room, but turned his head to stare at the commotion at the end of the corridor, acting like a gentleman: "Yang Song has already gone to help, Ding Zihui's room No one, don't know where to go."

A few people were talking, when they suddenly heard a loud scream from the end of the corridor, which was extremely shrill.

——It was Niu Xinyan's voice, she shouted: "I don't believe it."

Li Sinian's heart tightened, he walked forward quickly, and saw what was going on inside through the empty door frame.

It was getting brighter outside, and Li Sinian saw Fang Daichuan at a glance. He was standing on the side of the bed facing the door. Blood was dripping from his shoulder, which was cut by the rolled steel plate on the door. A layer of blisters.

In fact, Fang Daichuan was in the best condition in the room at the end of the corridor.

Needless to say about the child's situation, Yang Song who was standing beside him was pale, and barely stopped by leaning on the wall, while Niu Xinyan's emotions were on the verge of collapse.

When the matter progressed to this point, Fang Daichuan stood aside, saying that everything he said or did was futile, this family was perverted, and he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

There were no antibiotics on the island. When Li Sinian had a fever, he almost ransacked the villa. The child burned like this, and the helicopter would arrive on the island two days later.

Niu Xinyan shook her head and pushed the child directly from her arms to the ground. She stared at him and repeated in a low voice: "I don't believe it."

The child slammed the back of his head on the ground, crying softly.

Niu Xinyan's eyes were extremely calm when she spoke, and every word she said was resolute and clear, but the curvature of her jawline was tense, and her body in the shadow was so stiff.

"Tell Nan Nan to come out." Niu Xinyan choked on the smoke, and howled all night, her throat had already been cut.At this moment, her voice was very deep and hoarse, and it was no longer clear and beautiful a few days ago. A tear was hanging in the bottom of her left eye, which did not fall for a long time.

Liu Xiquan's shoulders were full of tears, and his naked body was exposed on the floor that was still emitting green smoke. He cowered in fear, but shook his head weakly: "Nannan is afraid of you, he dare not come out. He protected me so It's been many years, and now it's time for me to protect him."

"Nan Nan is Brother Nan, you don't understand, he is your father, he is not dead." Niu Xinyan lowered her voice very softly, staring at the child on the ground condescendingly, she smiled, but the muscles on her jaw trembled slightly .

Liu Xiquan cried and laughed, he shook his head: "Mom, you don't understand."

"I haven't had a father since I was sensible. You tell me what my father said and did every day. If I don't obey you, you will beat me all the time, during the day and at night when I wake up, and won't let me sleep. Nannan That's when it appeared. He said, let me sleep, he will protect me." Liu Xiquan lay on the ground, his eyes slackened, as if he had returned to the time of childhood when he was frightened day and night, "If you hit him, he will hit you, Pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare you. He has never seen a ghost, only knows that Dad is dead, and he knows what Dad was like when he was alive, so he pretended to be Dad to scare you. Who knows... After that, you never hit us again Yes, you are so happy every day, cooking for us. Nan Nan didn’t say anything, but I knew he was very scared. He was afraid that after being exposed, you would never be like this again. He became more and more withdrawn , Weird, to cover up his fear, he is to protect me."

Liu Xiquan was lying on his back, his eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be only a pair of empty eyes left on his unrecognizable face.

Li Sinian sighed inwardly.

There's no such thing as reanimation at all, a child under constant emotional stress that splits off a stronger, more villainous personality to protect herself.The personality pretended to be the dead father, perhaps because of his admiration for the father he had never met. After all, the name of father, in the language and psychology of human beings, represents protection and strength.

Niu Xinyan's figure shook violently, and she collapsed heavily at the foot of the bed.

The sky outside was getting brighter and brighter. Although it was still overcast, through the cover of layers of dark clouds, there were still thin white halos passing through the clouds and shining on the shallow sea and the beach.

"Mom, hug me, okay..." Liu Xiquan's eyes were red and swollen, and he tried to look up at his mother, "We are all obedient and good, you don't let us move, we didn't move at all, you hug us, OK."

There are strands of unexhausted smoke in the room, and the sea breeze blows into the room through the scorched window lattice, creating a sulphurous and rancid smell.The collapsed door was facing the window, and the dilapidated atmosphere penetrated the entire room, filling the corridors and villas.

Standing by the door, Li Sinian saw Niu Xinyan stretch out her hand and put her arms around her son again, the half-burned curtain was blown up in the wind.Ashes from the bed curtain blew out the door.

The whole picture was engraved in Li Sinian's mind, like an oil painting of a martyred holy baby being comforted by its mother, with a cruel beauty.