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"Slap... Pat..."

In the dark space, only the sound of water droplets dripping can be heard very clearly, and the heavy beating on the atrium makes people tense up for no reason.

The girl clenched her little hands uneasily, the slapping sound in her ears stopped abruptly, and the dark space was dyed with bright colors at this moment.

Red.

glaring.

Restless.

The face of the woman mixed with blood and tears, the movement of the man struggling to die, and the appearance of the baby crying with its mouth open, should be full of desperate cries, but there is no sound at this time, even though the back is burning with raging fire Houses seem to have no temperature in general.

Everything is mixed together, as if the pause button is pressed, everything in the picture is frozen, and then the whole picture keeps shrinking and shrinking, and the dark area keeps expanding. .

"Pa-ta...Pa-ta..." Immediately afterwards, the scene just now was replayed again, endlessly, as if caught in a ghost hitting a wall.

"!" The girl lying on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, her pale face was covered with sweat, and her chest was heaving. She was panting heavily, and it took a long time for her to recover.

"Miss, is having a nightmare again?" An old mother stretched out her hand to lift the plain yarn and walked in, followed by a little maid carrying a copper basin.

The old mother wiped the girl's little face carefully with a wet gauze, and then dabbed some salt grains for her to rinse her mouth before carrying her to the dressing table.

"I'm afraid it's been several times this month. I can't sleep well at such a young age, so it's good to go on like this." The old mother tied two buns for the girl, lowered her head and picked out the right bead flower while complaining, "Master, it's true. You know that girl, you often have nightmares, but you didn't come to see me after all these days!"

The girl seemed to have not escaped from the nightmare, her face was a little dull, and she sat obediently on the carved wooden stool and let the old mother play with her, until she heard the word "Master" before she had any reaction.

"Mommy, be careful when you speak! Dad is probably busy, how can I have time?"

In the bronze mirror, the girl stared dissatisfiedly at the old mother with her mouth pouting, and she kept defending her dad, her big black eyes shone with a lively brilliance, even if it was reflected in the blurred bronze mirror. It's hard to hide the aura emanating from his body.

"Hehe, good good. Our master is the best." The nanny smiled and pinned a pink bead flower on the girl's head, and then ordered a peach blossom on the girl's brow, "What will the girl wear today?" Clothes?" The old mother asked the girl, but she already had a rough idea in her heart.

Once the tiaras and flowers are done, the scope of choosing clothes will be greatly reduced.

"I'm going to play with Erya and the others today! Wear something simpler." Thinking that her little friends are still waiting for her, the girl no longer has to worry about a nightmare she has dreamed several times. Her fair little feet Hanging in the air, shaking back and forth, waiting for the old mother to fetch suitable clothes.

The old mother also understands that her daughter's temper can't be taken back once she plays like crazy, so she thoughtfully chose a set of clothes that are very suitable for running and jumping.

The white trousers, pink tights and leather boots make the girl more vivid when worn on the girl's body. No one can get enough of her clever and playful appearance.

"The girl looks really good in this dress, much better than the girls from other families!" The nanny looked at the little girl she brought up with a smile. He couldn't hide his aura, just like a Gesang flower blooming on the grassland.

The girl was slightly taken aback looking at the outfit in the mirror, but then she reflected, "This is the clothes my father brought back. Of course it looks good."

Jumping off the stool and turning around playfully, she couldn't explain why, the more this dress suited her, the more awkward she felt.

Although every time she had a nightmare, she always felt a little awkward, and always felt that she had forgotten something very important, especially after wearing this dress today, this unnatural feeling became even more obvious.

But she couldn't think of a reason after thinking about it, so she didn't force herself to think about it.

"Miss, the master is back." A servant girl rushed into the room and shouted, early in the morning, the quiet yard was full of her voice, very noisy.

The nurse at the side was about to reprimand the maidservant, but the girl rushed out of the door, and Saiyazi ran to the front hall, she was small and fast, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The clothes she was wearing were different from the complicated skirts in the past, and she ran without hindrance at all, and ran from the backyard to the front hall in a short while.

In the front hall, a middle-aged man was sitting on the right seat drinking tea. The girl saw him as soon as she entered the door. The speed of her feet did not slow down. After entering the door, she plunged into the man's arms, her face was full of sweetness. With a smug smile, he shouted loudly, "Daddy!"

"Hey, slow down! What should I do if I bump into someone so reckless?" The middle-aged man picked up the girl and sat her on his lap.

"No way!" As if she had found her backbone, all the insecurities in her heart disappeared in an instant. At this moment, how could she care about the little awkwardness in her heart just now?

At this time, a few children came to the door and called her name, "Qianluo, let's play with you!"

The man followed the prestige and found that it was a child who often came to play on weekdays, so he put Qianluo on the ground, but Qianluo grabbed the man's clothes and seemed unwilling to leave, as if she had a lot to say to her. said the man.

"Okay, Erya and the others are here to play with you, go quickly, daddy is still busy." The man stroked Qianluo's hair, before finishing the tea on the table, he got up and left from the front hall Go to the study, leaving Qianluo alone.

The little girl pursed her lips in frustration, but quickly ran towards her friends, yelling some words that only children could understand.

In the end, the children played hide-and-seek in the backyard. Everyone played for a long time, but the second girl suddenly disappeared. At first, no one cared. .

One after another, everyone played a few more times. In the last round, it was Qianluo's turn to be the "ghost", but she didn't know what happened. She searched for a long time, but couldn't find anyone. It was noon at this time. The sun was so venomous, she gave up after searching for a while, the sweat dripped down her forehead, and the feeling of being soaked in sweat made her very uncomfortable.

She thought: "Maybe it's because everyone feels too tired, so maybe they go home. It's just that they are too bad, so they colluded and played with her!"

Qianluo wiped off her sweat, hid in the shade of a tree to relax, and did not go to the main hall until she felt a little cooler.

In the morning, she only wanted to play and didn't eat breakfast. Now she was so hungry that she was waiting to go back to eat with Dad. She hadn't eaten with Dad for a long time.

I don't know if it's her illusion, the road from the backyard to the front hall is not far or close, but the road is very quiet, this time should be the busiest time for the servants, let alone today Dad is back, shouldn't it be more lively?

Why is it so quiet?

The images that had been repeated in dreams these days suddenly appeared in her mind, and Qianluo began to panic, her uneasiness continued to expand, and for the first time in her life, she felt that the path from the backyard to the front hall was too long some.

Finally, she heard the voice, and the last door leading to the front hall was just ahead!

As soon as she stepped through the hanging flower door, a strange smell got into her nostrils, and she ran two steps eagerly to the front hall.

"Father! Ah..." Her voice came to an abrupt end as if someone had suddenly choked her throat, and the entire front hall was devastated. Er Ya, who was thought to have sneaked home just now, was tied up like a rice dumpling and hung in mid-air , her mouth was stuffed with strips of cloth and she did not move, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

Qianluo opened her mouth, and her voice was terribly dry, "Father, what are you doing..."

The room full of broken limbs and broken bones came into view, and those familiar faces were all the people who smiled at her yesterday, but now they were all twisted and screaming on the ground.

She must be dreaming!

"Come here, baby girl, come to daddy's place."

The man called Dad was dressed in a Chinese dress that had been dyed bright red long ago, but he showed a kind smile on his face.He stretched out his hand to the girl expectantly.

Although Qian Luo was quite frightened by the things in front of her, she still walked towards the man out of trust in the man and asked the man with a slightly trembling voice: "Father... ..What exactly is going on?"

She wanted to close her eyes so as not to look at the stumps in that room, but she couldn't, the bloody smell that was so strong that it couldn't be dispelled reminded her of everything that happened here all the time.

Suddenly, several faces came into view, and Qianluo looked at the person lying in a pool of blood in shock.

That's the partner she played with in her private school, the partner who was playing hide-and-seek with her just now!Now lying in a pool of blood with his eyes open, he died.And those servants who accompanied her to be self-willed are now lying in a pool of blood, dying with regret.

No wonder, no wonder they just disappeared!

Qianluo's footsteps stopped, her instinct told her that she couldn't go forward, but the man reached out and wanted to grab her hand.

"Come here quickly, don't you listen to Dad?" The man approached step by step, Qianluo retreated a little bit, and there was always a considerable distance between the two.

"Father... tell me, what's going on?" The man in front of him suddenly became very strange, so unfamiliar that Qianluo didn't dare to approach easily, always feeling that once he got close, he would be dragged into an irreversible situation. abyss.

Hearing Qianluo's question again, the man stopped walking forward, with a smile on his face, a smile that was different from the kindness of the past, this smile was crazy and depressing, with a sense of excitement that a big event was about to happen, "Of course I killed these people. I have put in a lot of effort to make my precious daughter have a companion, daddy."

The girl took two steps back, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and shook her head desperately, "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" How could her father, who has always been good to her, suddenly become such a terrifying appearance.

"Hey, my daughter, do you listen to Dad?" The man approached the girl and asked softly.

The girl nodded in a daze and opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the man, who threw a dagger in front of her, "Then, you can figure it out. Think it's for Dad."

"..." Frightened by the man's words, Qianluo opened her mouth and could not utter a sound. She could only frown and stare blankly at the man in a daze, although she felt something was wrong, but Can't tell.

Seeing that she looked dumbfounded, the man hurriedly changed his words and said, "You're just kidding, how could I be willing to kill 'my' precious girl?"

Hearing what the man said, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, her brows hadn't been stretched yet, but a dagger went straight into her heart.

The man stretched out his hand and pinned the girl down in a pool of blood. The fishy smell poured into her nose. The girl fell powerlessly to the ground and struggled. More and more blood was stained on her clothes. There were other people's blood in it, as well as her own. .

The heart was beating feebly, Qianluo stared at her father in disbelief.

It hurts, it hurts!

Dad, how can you be so cruel?

The author has something to say: This is the memory of Qian Luo and Xiao Loli~

In this timeline, Uncle Jiu is still alive, and Wuhuo is still a young boy entering society

Everyone looks young and ignorant.

So don't be too surprised if you see Uncle Jiu appear later~