My very cool daughter-in-law

The rain in autumn is different from that in summer. In early summer, it rains one after another, and the temperature doubles after the rain brings a short-term cooling.In autumn, it becomes an autumn rain and a cold, and the temperature only drops from the overall level.

This is also the most chaotic season of the year when people dress. It seems that one second can barely wear long-sleeved single clothes for the day, and the next day it rains, and you can’t wait to wrap up in a coat and cotton clothes. Looking around on the street, you can see what to wear. There are two passers-by who pass each other, one may look like it will be summer, and the other will look like it will be winter.

Sheng Xun got off work very early this day, but autumn was getting deeper and the days were getting shorter. When he left the unit at six o'clock in the evening, it was almost dark.

He was one of the warmer ones on the street, with a shirt and a knit sweater over the dark long windbreaker.

This set was chosen by Xiaoqiu, a virtuous wife.

One morning at least a week ago, when Sheng Xun opened the closet, he was suddenly surprised that all the thin T-shirts on the outermost layer of the closet had disappeared, and the light coat on the hanger was also gone.

In its place were chunky shirting, knits, and racks of trench coats and padded jackets on hangers.

They are even simply divided into categories by color system.

Sheng Xun was stunned at the remodeled wardrobe for a while, then turned to look at the half of the wardrobe where he stored his trousers.

Then as expected——

All his trousers for spring and summer were also missing, and they were put away in some corner by a certain Qiu's storage expert. A whole row of thickened trousers was neatly stacked on the trousers hanging bar.

The thoughtful ghost has not spared even his small drawer.

He even arranged his socks clearly. When he touched the sock box, it was full of wool.

Sheng Xun was silent for a while on the spot.

"Xiaoqiu." He then went to the living balcony to find the ghost who was diligent in keeping the house, "Don't you think..."

Sheng Xun was carrying the whole box of woolen socks, and he discussed with Xiaoqiu in a slightly deliberative tone: "Don't you think it's too early to wear woolen socks in October because of my age and vigor?" ?”

"It's not early." Xiaoqiu brought out her parents with a young face... No, it is very likely that it is a grandparent's health regimen.

He said: "This thickness is just right. Every time you go to work, you leave early and return late. It happens to be the lowest temperature of the day. The fire starts from the head, and the cold starts from the feet. If you don't wear thicker clothes, I don't worry."

Just like that, Xiaoqiu said "I'm not at ease", and blocked all other words that Sheng Xun originally wanted to say.

Of course, Sheng Xun finally accepted the electric blanket just like him. Xiao Qiu arranged clearly what he wore every day, and enjoyed the elderly health care treatment in advance this autumn and winter.

"I'm back." Sheng Xun came home at about a quarter past seven.

It was still "almost dark" when I left the unit, and by seven o'clock, it was completely dark outside.

His dark windbreaker was wrapped in a layer of cold air,

In the past, when I got home, there would always be Xiaoqiu opening the door, and I could still hear the customary phrase "You are back".

Unexpectedly, the treatment was changed today.

"Welcome back."

Sheng Xun was greeted at the door by two spirit dolls, and Xiaoqiu rarely disappeared.

Sheng Xun was taken aback by this.

He handed the dolls a pack of sugar-fried chestnuts that he brought specially in his hand, and asked, "Where's Xiaoqiu?"

The bag of fried chestnuts with sugar was bought at the entrance of the community, and it was still warm after being carried to the door of the house, exuding the hot aroma of fried chestnuts, mixed with the sweet fragrance of fried sugar.

Andy and Xiaoxiong worked together to lift the bag of chestnuts.

They first glanced at the corridor leading to the bedroom, and then Andy made a "whisper" gesture to Sheng Xun.

Little Bear then said softly, "He's sleeping."

sleeping?

This answer made Sheng Xun even more puzzled, basically making people even more stunned.

Although Xiaoqiu has recently returned to bed, she has to lie down on the bed obediently with her eyes closed every night as if she really needs sleep.

But both Sheng Xun and Xiao Qiu are very clear that "sleep" itself has no meaning to Xiao Qiu, and ghosts do not have physical sleepiness.

For Xiaoqiu, sleep is more like an emotional need, which he thinks he needs at the level of thinking.

Moreover, what Xiaoqiu wants is actually only the process of "sleeping in the same bed" with Sheng Xun, and what she wants is to use it to reflect "individuality".

"He borrowed your ability again?" The question in Sheng Xun's mind turned around, and he turned his eyes to Andy. This was the most realistic possibility he could think of.

Andy shook his head, and whispered, "No, I promise not."

Saying this, worry appeared on the baby's face.

It talked to Xiaoxiong and then told Sheng Xun that Xiaoqiu started to sleep after noon today.

As long as Sheng Xun is not around, there is no concept of lunch in this family, and none of the remaining three members of the family need to eat on time.

However, considering that there is a greedy doll at home, Xiaoxiong usually does not take the initiative to ask for it, but he actually likes some snacks bought by Sheng Xun. Every noon when Sheng Xun is not at home, Xiaoqiu will arrange a "snack" time", after the "snack time" is the fixed "entertainment time" for the spirits.

Today, until the ghost arranges the noon snacks and plans the entertainment in the afternoon, everything is still normal.

But during the entertainment time in the afternoon, Andy accidentally ran into a small accident. His toy car hit a floor-standing potted plant stand on the balcony, nearly knocked the outermost small pot of succulents overturned, and even sprinkled a layer of soil on the ground.

Andy put the succulent back in a hurry, went to find a broom to clean the ground together with the little bear, and at the same time waited for the big ghost who is usually very sensitive to the troubles in the house to "collect" its remedial results...

As a result, Xiaoqiu did not come for a long time.

"I felt a little strange at that time." Andy whispered to Sheng Xun, "Because usually if we mess up something at home, although he won't show up and scold us immediately, but usually when he turns his head after trouble, he will definitely be able to When you saw him, he was standing somewhere behind, staring at you quietly."

"But today until we packed up, he still hasn't shown up." Cubs added.

When Sheng Xun listened to what they said, he was already gone from the porch.

He didn't even have time to take off the windbreaker that was soaked in the cold outside, he just hurriedly changed his shoes and went to the bedroom.

At this time, he was already sitting on the edge of the bed in his master bedroom, and it was said that Xiao Qiu, who had been sleeping for no reason since the afternoon, was lying on the bed.

"Haven't you noticed anything unusual about him?" Sheng Xun asked while reaching out to brush Xiaoqiu's messy hair from his face.

The power of the spirit dolls is more or less the same as that of Xiao Qiu, especially the half of the body of Xiao Xiong's patchwork is directly from Xiao Qiu's hands.

Sheng Xun asked in a very calm tone, only worried about Xiaoqiu's state.

But the two dolls can't help but feel a little guilty.

"No, I'm sorry." Little Bear shook his head, "I didn't feel any change in the energy in the room, he really seemed to be normal, so Andy and I have been playing before, and I didn't even think about taking a look. "

"If we thought of coming over to take a look halfway, maybe we would know what happened, and we wouldn't be completely clueless." Andy also said.

Sheng Xun realized that his way of questioning seemed to have brought psychological pressure on Qi Ling. He let go of his hand on the bed and patted Xiaoxiong and Andy respectively.

Sheng Xun's body on the plush side of the little bear can always be touched at will. Andy went through the deserted village, and the evil nature of it seemed to be reduced a little bit, and it was more like a neutral attribute spirit. Sheng Xun's control over the golden light After being in the deserted village, he has also improved, which makes Andy now also enter the touchable range of Sheng Xun.

He was able to touch the heads of the two dolls separately to show relief: "I don't mean to blame you."

Xiaoqiu fell asleep for no reason, and none of the spirits sensed any change in his power, and Sheng Xun was not at home when the incident happened.

This made it inevitable that no one in the family could notice it immediately.

"But..." Andy said afterwards, he put his little hand on Sheng Xun's shoulder carefully, "Although it's not my ability to help him fall asleep this time, I have a feeling that his state this time is very different from last time. picture."

Andy said that it felt that Xiaoqiu was sleeping, and it was very likely that she was in another dream.

Sheng Xun touched the doll's little hand, then turned his gaze back to the bed.

Xiaoqiu buried her face sideways in the pillow, her thin eyelids closed.

He was indeed asleep, and he was really dreaming.

In Xiaoqiu's uninvited dream this time, he dreamed of a very winding corridor——

The corridor seems to lead to a very deep and secluded place. The whole is dark solid wood tone. Every other section, there are carved patterns on the corner pillars and raised eaves. It looks like some kind of belt. Xiaoqiu walked all the way through the decorations with the meaning of expelling disasters and warding off evil spirits, and glimpsed the gossip totems in several corners.

But this corridor that wards off disasters and evil spirits doesn't drive him away.

He walked on it generously, and went straight to the depths without hindrance.

This place gave Xiaoqiu a slight sense of familiarity.

He vaguely knew that this place should be a privately owned compound, and the corridor would lead to a very important place in this compound.

But how important that place is, and what kind of place it is, these information are all unknown after thinking about it.

In the dream, Xiaoqiu only felt as if some power was leading him there, and he was very convinced that he must go.

【I'm going to settle accounts with them. 】

This idea popped into my mind unexpectedly, and then lingered like a root.

As he walked, Xiaoqiu felt that his feet suddenly became sticky, as if he was stepping in water that was not clear enough with every step.

Unknowingly, there was something more in his hand. He was holding something hard and cold and continued to walk forward.

At the next corner, Xiaoqiu seemed to be extremely slow in this dream. His body moved according to the will of the past, but his thinking always slowed down for several beats. He didn't lower his head until he had walked through a whole section of the corridor.

And then he saw—

It turned out that I had blood on my feet, and I was holding a cold steel knife as long as an adult's arm in my hand.

Looking back, Xiaoqiu finally realized that this corridor was not dark, but that the entire corridor seemed to have been soaked in a dark liquid, making the wood only vaguely distinguishable from the background color.

Staring at this scene for a while, Xiao Qiu couldn't quite remember when it happened.

Voices gradually rose from the silent surroundings.

Some were roaring, some were roaring, some were screaming and whining.

These voices swept in like a tide, very loud.

Xiaoqiu blinked his eyes slowly, he felt that the pulling force from the end of the corridor had not disappeared, so he gripped his knife again and continued walking towards that end.

But as he walked, the noise in his ears changed again——

"Is there any reaction?"

"It seems...it seems to be there!"

"Really feel?"

"It worked this time?"

……

Roaring, roaring, screaming and moaning have all become the background of the fading volume, like the slight ambient sound after the two dolls in the family actively lower the volume while watching TV.

Some unintelligible conversation replaced them, and it sounded closer and closer.

For some reason, Xiaoqiu still wanted to move forward after hearing those noises.

But right now, hearing these vaguely excited and fearful conversations, he didn't want to go any further.

There seemed to be nothing ahead of him that he wanted.

It's just that the traction continues.

Xiaoqiu's hand holding the knife loosened again, and he began to feel that something was wrong, with whom to settle grudges, it seemed that he was not the most important thing now, he shouldn't be here, he shouldn't be like this.

What he values ​​most now is...

What is it?

This dream seems to swallow thoughts, and Xiaoqiu felt unprecedented anxiety and anxiety when she suddenly couldn't remember the following.

In the next second, the volume of those conversations seemed to increase sharply, and they were superimposed with another voice, and they sounded in the left and right ears of the ghost at the same time——

"Why did it stop?"

[He frowns. 】

"The induction seems to be broken again!"

[This time it looks like a bad dream. 】

"Find a way to re-track!"

[Wake up. 】

"I'm trying!"

[Xiaoqiu. 】

[Xiaoqiu? 】

Xiaoqiu.

When the name was called out, the voices that rang in Xiaoqiu's left and right ears at the same time suddenly became quieter on one side.

He vaguely heard someone shout "Tracking failed", and then the other end fell completely silent.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously, and the handle of the knife was soaked in the dark liquid floating on the ground.

He finally recognized that the other voice just now was Sheng Xun's.

Xiaoqiu wanted to turn around and walk back.

He remembered that the most important thing to him now was Sheng Xun, everything he had now.

But turning around and taking only one step, the corridor behind disappeared suddenly, Xiao Qiu stepped on the void, and he fell from the edge of the board.

Soon, two arms caught him.

He just fell into an embrace.

"woke up."

Sheng Xun pressed his hand between Xiaoqiu's eyebrows, as if he helped a ghost smooth his frown not long ago.

Xiaoqiu opened his eyes at home, he confirmed the environment, and then raised his hand to cover Sheng Xun's.

"I might..." he said after a moment, "I might have remembered something."

The author has something to say: I finally arrived at the memory volume, gearing up