Hush!don't open the door for him

Even the purple-gray smoke seemed to be alive and floating, as if encouraging Fang Yin to open the door quickly.

Fang Yin suddenly chuckled and let go of the doorknob completely.

It seemed a bit abrupt in the silence.

He took a step back and moved the table back.

"If you want to pretend to be a mother, I suggest you understand it first. No mother would induce her child to go there when she knows that there is an unknown danger ahead. At least my mother is not such a person."

Fang Yin tapped the phone screen with his fingers, not knowing who he was talking to.It could be the person on the screen, or it could be himself.He rubbed his face, took the telescopic stick to the kitchen and prepared dinner for himself.

He is not a person who likes to hoard food, so he took an inventory of the contents of the refrigerator and lockers.All added up was enough for him to survive another three days.The premise is that there will be no more accidents in these three days.

Three days later, Fang Yin will be in the predicament of running out of ammunition and food.

It's not an option to waste it like this.

After twelve o'clock at night, the singing of "Little Rabbit, Be Good" sounded again.Fang Yin looked at the door expressionlessly.Long periods of mental tension drain too many emotions.Now he only felt a deep exhaustion from the bottom of his heart, and he was not as panicked as he was at the beginning.

When the last word of the nursery rhyme is sung.

The light went off without warning.

Fang Yin suddenly became alert, his back pressed against the wall tightly, his muscles tensed, and he held the stick in front of him in a defensive posture.He always felt that the sudden darkness was not simple.

In the dark silence, he seemed to hear a "click" sound of the door lock opening.The flashlight of the mobile phone was quickly turned on, and the dazzling white light was aimed at the door for the first time.

The closed anti-theft door, and the dining table tightly against the door.

No one opened the door and walked in.

It was Fang Yin who was overly nervous and had auditory hallucinations.He collected himself, took a flashlight and began to check what was going on with the circuit.There was no trip, and the electricity bill was paid not long ago, so it was not a power outage caused by arrears.

The sudden darkness seemed to be forcing Fang Yin to open the door.At this time, Fang Yin had no doubts about the official text messages.Open the door and bad things will happen.

Life after the blackout continued for another two days.In the past two days, Fang Yin consumed most of his food, his mobile phone and charging treasure ran out of power, and he lost all the tools for lighting.Worst of all, that smoke entered the room more and more as time went on.He had already started to feel difficulty in breathing, and the thick mist covered Fang Yin's mouth and nose like a cloth soaked in water.

Every day at twelve o'clock, the singing of "Little Rabbit, Be Good" will sound on time.

Fang Yin was already a little numb.The fog never cleared.The sun never came out either.Losing the square seal of the mobile phone is equivalent to losing the light source and timing tool.He no longer knew how long it had been since the night of the 28th.They just ate something when they felt hungry, and most of them curled up in a corner without moving.

The last pack of biscuits was finally eaten.

Next, Fang Yin had only two choices.Continue to stay in the room, resolutely not to open that door, until starved to death.Or open the door and face the unknown.

If you choose the former, then the only ending is death.

In the darkness, Fang Yin let out a long sigh, as if sending a signal of compromise to this sudden disaster.Holding the stick in his hand, he stood up with difficulty, and moved the dining table against the door in the dark.

The amount of dense fog in the air was already very high, just such simple movements made Fang Yin's breathing become heavy, and he felt tired with sweating profusely.

This time, without any hesitation, he held the doorknob and opened the door in one go.

At the same time, he clenched the stick in his hand and raised his ears to be alert to all possible dangers.

The scene after opening the door was very different from Fang Yin's imagination.

The stairway originally in Fang Yin's memory turned into a forked path.The purple-gray fog around her body did not dissipate, but seemed to be glowing. There was no light source, and Fang Yin could still see the scene in front of him clearly while standing in the fog.

Nothing scary.

Fang Yin frowned, looking at the two roads in completely different directions in front of him.You can only see a small section in front of you, and the rest is wrapped in thick smoke.

Is this a choice for him?Fang Yin tentatively took two steps forward.The content in the line of sight did not advance as he approached, and there were still so many things that could be seen.

It seems that it is not that if he walks a little further, he will be able to see a little more.The area where things can be seen in the fog is fixed and does not move with his movement.

Perhaps only by choosing one of the roads and stepping in will he know what is in the fog.Fang Yin turned his head to look for the way he came, and found that the door was gone.

There is no way out.Fang Yin's face was not very good-looking.This sudden appearance was completely outside his understanding of the world, and it was rare for people to be a little bit at a loss.

Now I can only bite the bullet and go on.

Fang Yin covered his mouth and nose, and tried his best to keep himself from inhaling some mist. He always felt that it was not a good thing.He tentatively embarked on a forked road that was closer to him.

The mist in all directions seemed to come alive suddenly, rushing towards Fang Yin.Before Fang Yin had time to react, he felt his eyes go dark.

Finished!

He thought, struggling with all his strength.

Finally opened his eyes, the whole person bounced like an electric shock.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Familiar bedroom, familiar furnishings, homework just finished is still on the table.The weather outside was fine, and the sunlight leaked in through the gaps in the curtains, spreading a warm light on the ground. The light and shadow interlaced, and the dust flying in the air could be seen in the shape of the sunlight.

Sunlight?

Fang Yin shook his hand hard, but it was empty.The telescoping stick that he had been holding tightly in his hand was gone.He opened the drawer and found it lying quietly in the bedside table.

Fang Yin leaned forward to touch the foot of the bed that had been exposed to the sun for a long time. It was warm and full of vitality.

He fumbled through the phone anxiously, and found that the phone, which should have been dead long ago, still had more than 60.00% of the battery.There was no weird official text message in the information column, nor was there that frightening phone call in the call log.

手机上显示的日期是2025年7月28日，上午10点35分。

Only seven hours had passed since two o'clock in the morning.

So... was he just having an inexplicable dream?

Fang Yin was a little puzzled, and couldn't tell what was wrong. He tried hard to recall how he went to bed last night, but the memory was very vague.

With lingering fear, he got out of bed and went to wash.Looking at myself in the mirror, I was in a trance for a moment.

Do dreams feel so real?

He was clearly in a dream... Fang Yin was taken aback for a moment, thinking a little dullly, what did he do in his dream?Why can't I remember.

Sure enough, it was a dream. After waking up, I forgot all the details.

Thinking of this, Fang Yin felt more and more relaxed.

"Baby! Breakfast is on the table. Mom is going to work. Be good when you are alone at home." Fang Yin replied while wiping her face when her mother's voice came from outside.

There were soy milk and fried dough sticks on the dining table. After Fang Yin finished eating, he returned to his room and sat in front of the computer habitually. However, after the computer was turned on, he didn't know what he was going to do when he turned it on.

There was a small game about virtual girlfriends on the desktop, and Fang Yin clicked on it and started playing.

At dinner, Fang Yin's mother made Fang Yin's favorite dish. After dinner, Fang Yin's father went to Fang Yin's room to help him with his homework.

The next day, Fang Yin stepped into the school with his schoolbag on his back.

I don't know why he always has an extremely strong sense of familiarity.

It made him uneasy because it was too familiar.

During the lunch break, his girlfriend gave Fang Yin a box of strawberry jellybeans. Fang Yin's heart softened at the sight of his red smiling face. He rubbed her into his arms, but his heart was always up and down.

"Fang Yin, what are you thinking?" The girl's soft voice sounded, she looked at Fang Yin with some dissatisfaction, pointed to the strawberry jelly in his hand and asked, "You eat it, why don't you eat it? If we eat it, we will become closer."

Fang Yin didn't know what was going on in the girl's head, whether the kiss was intimate or not, and what it had to do with a box of strawberry jellybeans.But he still opened the packaging box of the fudge. The candies inside were all in individual small packages. Fang Yin unpacked a bag and stuffed it into his mouth. The strawberry flavor of this kind of candy should be very strong. Sweet and greasy.

But when Fang Yin put the candy in his mouth, he couldn't taste any sweetness, and the fudge that smelled sweet tasted like chewing gum.

Fang Yin took another one and brought it to his girlfriend's mouth: "Do you want to eat one?"

The girl shook her head and looked at Fang Yin excitedly: "I don't want it. Here it is for you. You eat."

Fang Yin had no choice but to stuff the sugar into his mouth again.Same taste as the previous one.

"You can take me home tonight, okay?" Seeing him eating candy, his girlfriend looked very happy, and she held Fang Yin's arm and acted like a baby.

Fang Yin couldn't say no at all.

The evening wind passes through the alley, Yu Xia spreads out, and the sun sets in the middle of the mountain.Fang Yin was riding a bicycle with his school uniform jacket tied around his waist, and his beloved girl was on the back seat.

It was warm and romantic.Until Fang Yin was waiting for the traffic light, he saw the hands on his waist.

The girlfriend's arms were wrapped around his waist, and her hands were folded on the bumps on the sleeves of his school uniform.

There is a ring on the light-white finger.

Fang Yin couldn't be more familiar with that ring.

For a moment, the sunset seemed to lose its temperature.Fang Yin only felt cold hands and feet, and some cold sweat broke out on his back, as if the back seat of the bicycle was not his girlfriend, but some man-eating monster.