My roommate and I have a different style of painting

It was a dark and windy night, and it was a good time to have sex, but Lu Li went home.Ge Yi was very surprised that he was almost used to Lu Li's indifference to him, so he wiped away bitter tears alone in the dormitory.Although each dormitory has to be cleaned every day, the management aunt stipulates that a general cleaning should be carried out every week.Lu Li had something to go home tonight, and he resolutely refused to take him with him. Ge Yi felt as if he had been abandoned, and stayed alone in the vacant room.I played with my phone for a while and didn't want to go out. I really couldn't bear to complain about life alone, so I started cleaning.Before the cleaning started, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to him, and he remembered the box that Lu Li had never let him touch.

"The trick is the combination lock." Ge Yi was very speechless.But according to Lu Li's personality, the password must be the original password. 0000, it was opened.Ge Yi found that he had figured out Lu Li's routine.

There are more than a dozen small bottles in the box. The base is round and the upper part is slender. There are some strange patterns on it and a string of unintelligible characters. They look like antiques.There was only one bottle whose mouth was covered by two long yellow paper strips with red writing in it.Then I carefully tore open a bottle covered with paper to see what was inside, but there were only a few small beads in the end. I felt very disappointed, so I glued the paper back carefully and continued to sweep the floor alone. Activity.

That night, Ge Yi had a dream, in which he seemed to see a few familiar figures.A man's insults, a woman's shouts one after another.The moon was covered by dark clouds in the sky. The woman walked home with the child, wanting to surprise her husband, and the child's handsome face showed a trace of joy.Night always looks very charming. Women love night very much, because it reminds him of the time when he fell in love with her husband. He kissed her gently at night, like a child's kiss, warm and sweet.But everything has changed, everything has changed.When a woman sees her husband kissing another woman, she is passionate and thirsty, and the sexual intercourse in the room is like a pair of sharp scissors, cutting off the memories, love, and tenderness of the past bit by bit.Ahhh, the woman started screaming.The man's mistress put on her clothes immediately, the woman sat on the ground and yelled fiercely, the man gave his wife a look, and then sent the mistress away.The wife tried to pull him, but the man kicked him away.

The woman sat at the door for a long time, as if she had experienced countless springs and summers, her beautiful face had aged a lot.The man finally came back, smoking a good cigarette in his mouth, he took a puff and spat it on the woman's face, and finally slapped her towards her.

"You shouldn't be like this, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" The woman kept crying, crying, as if she could never stop, "Who are you, give me back my husband." The woman grabbed the man's clothes, No matter how much the man beats and scolds, he doesn't let go.The child was pulling his father's trousers, but was kicked away by his father, hit the sharp stone in the courtyard, and stopped breathing instantly.The woman hugged the motionless child and ran to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.

"You devil, give me back my child, give me back my child." The woman was obviously a little delirious, and walked towards the man step by step with a kitchen knife, grinning like an emissary from hell.

Yes, tragedies always happen in an instant, and no one has time to stop them.The woman was stabbed a few times by the man in panic, shed her last tear and died.The man picked up the cigarette butt that had just fallen, took a strong puff, tried to calm down, and buried the bodies of his wife and children in the woods not far away.It rained all night, I don't know who is lamenting whose past.

Ge Yi was terrified by having such a dream before he woke up, and what was even more frightening was that the protagonist was the man he saw at the barbershop last time, and the hair-cut girl was his mistress, so what did he want that day? The ghost who killed him was his wife, and the child lying on him was his child.

Ge Yi, who wanted to sleep, was so frightened by the dream that he lost sleepiness. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a woman hanging in the air lying directly above him.There were a few drops of blood and tears in her swollen eyes, flowing quietly along her cheeks, and then dripping down gently, but disappeared in the air in an instant, like autumn leaves that are no longer beautiful, only a few Bit by bit bleak.

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