After dinner, the child went to his room to sleep, and Zhou Ran and Xiang Jiangming entered the couple's bedroom.

The house is only more than forty square meters, including a small living room, one large and one small, with the kitchen and the toilet next to it, but the toilet door is locked.

Yanyan said that the toilet has been leaking for a long time, and if you want to go to the toilet, you have to go to the public toilet at the end of the corridor.

That's what I said, but the door at home couldn't be opened at all.

However, generally horror games are reasonable. If you cannot use the bathroom, it means that the duration of this copy is not very long.

Only by escaping or being pushed into the abyss…

Xiang Jiangming: "There is only one bed here, do you sleep on the ground or I sleep on the ground."

Zhou Ran: "Let's see if the door of the house can be locked first?"

Xiang Jiangming went to check the door lock.

This door lock is the old-fashioned iron shaft door lock. It has a latch on the door and an inverted U-shaped iron sheet on the door frame. The latch can lock the door if it is inserted into the iron sheet. But Xiang Jiangming tried it, and the head of the latch was not enough to penetrate into the iron sheet.

"Can't lock it up."

Zhou Ran also came over to see it and sighed: "Indeed, the child may look for his parents when he wakes up at night. If he sees you sleeping on the ground, he will definitely feel that we are having a conflict again."

Xiang Jiangming pulled the corners of his mouth: "I understand the truth, but why am I sleeping on the ground?"

Zhou Ran: "You heard it wrong, I didn't say anything."

"You..." Xiang Jiangming felt that he punched into the sand, and he let out a sigh of relief. He turned his head and wanted to continue to argue. Zhou Ran just raised his head. The tips of the two people were only half an inch apart, and they almost rubbed together.

The door was opened, without any warning of footsteps. A cold chill came quietly. Xiang Jiangming was stunned and forgot to avoid it.

Zhou Ran turned her back to the door, thinking that Xiang Jiangming was deliberately acting like a hooligan, and slapped him without hesitation.

Xiang Jiangming was slapped, but he looked like he was smiling. A low and magnetic voice came from the top of his head: "Dear, the child is watching."

Zhou Ran's eyes rolled quickly, and she saw a bloody face in the mirror.

"You still know that the child is watching. If you come back from get off work, do you hear me? How can you not have a man at home?"

Xiang Jiangming raised his voice: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, let me go this time!"

Zhou Ran turned her head and squeezed out a smile at the little girl: "What's wrong with Yanyan, are you unhappy again?"

"Yanyan is afraid of ghosts and wants to sleep with her parents."

Xiang Jiangming seemed to have heard some big joke: "You are still afraid of ghosts, aren't you just... well!"

Zhou Ran was quick-witted and covered Xiang Jiangming's mouth, and gave him a look of warning.

"If Yanyan is afraid, how about letting her father accompany you to the cabin to sleep?"

"Is my dad a boy, it's better for my mom to accompany you."

Zhou Ran and Xiang Jiangming stood in front of the girl, like two traitors who were under trial, with heavy expressions as if they were going to die: "Dad with you."

"No, let mom accompany you."

Yanyan looked at them and suddenly asked, "Dad and mom hugged each other just now. Are you going to give birth to a little brother for Yanyan?"

Zhou Ran: "????"

Xiang Jiangming reacted quickly: "Does Yanyan want a little brother?"

The girl's face froze a little, but she nodded: "I want to."

Xiang Jiangming quickly said, "Then Yanyan has to sleep by herself, otherwise there would be no younger brother."

"All right."

The girl nodded and exited the room with some conscience.

Xiang Jiangming lost his strength again and fell on the bed: "I want to go home."

"Who doesn't want to, and don't know what she is."

"Zhou Ran."

"Um?"

"I find you seem to be a little cuter than her."

"If you compare her to me, do you believe it or not, I will send you out of this beautiful world immediately?"

"Send me away, this world is not beautiful at all."

...

"I want to go home."

"Isn't this our home? My dear?"

"...Zhou Ran, you are crazy."

Xiang Jiangming moved in, and Zhou Ran lay down and closed her eyes. The room became quiet. Zhou Ran began to sort out every detail from entering the room to the present. As she thought about it, her consciousness slowly faded. In a trance, it seemed that someone gently placed a small blanket on her.

After a while, a magnetic male voice rang, but seemed to be afraid of disturbing someone, and the sound line was very low: "Why is the screen black? Why did you say that, your wife would sleep for others to see?"

"Get out, I'll close the room if you talk nonsense!"

It was a sentence that had nothing to do with this scene. Zhou Ran didn't understand what it meant, so he quickly forgot these two sentences.

The next morning, Zhou Ran was awakened by the scent of smell.

Xiang Jiangming was still sleeping, and he closed his eyes and breathed evenly. His thick eyelashes were like butterflies flapping his wings. Zhou Ran suddenly remembered that day, before she came down to beat someone, she forgot to ask Dong Yaoyu which one was Zhang Chong, so she casually pulled a senior sister to ask.

The senior sister told Zhou Ran very ignorantly that Zhang Chong was tall and tall, white in skin, very handsome, and looked like Takeshi Kaneshiro when he was young.

Zhou Ran took a stool and swept the crowd. Without hesitation, she immediately locked on Xiang Jiangming with a bright look.

Who knew that he had hit the wrong person?

The sound of pots and bowls colliding sounded outside the house, and Zhou Ran frowned and pushed him to wake him up: "President Xiang."

Xiang Jiangming is the president of the Roller Skating Club of No. 5 Middle School and the son of the principal.

She only found out after she beat someone.

"Zhou Ran?"

Xiang Jiangming looked at Zhou Ran in a daze, and after a few seconds he realized what was going on, he sat up and rubbed his eyes: "I almost thought I had made a mistake."

"Be your daydream for a long time!"

"Are you unhappy to wake up?"

"Wake up, I smell the rice."

Xiang Jiangming nodded and began to tidy up his hair in front of the small mirror in the room. Zhou Ran's short hair looked messy, so he simply found a hair rope and tied up his slightly longer short hair.

Suddenly, Xiang Jiangming touched her hair from behind: "Dear, you are so beautiful."

"court death?"

Xiang Jiangming whispered: "I'm not happy."

Zhou Ran turned around and wanted to give him a shoulder-stop, but reason made her glance at the door. At some point, a small slit was pushed open, and a pair of dark eyes squeezed into the small slit, and the picture was indescribable.

Zhou Ran smiled, her face suddenly gentle: "Of course, I was a school beauty when I was a student."

"No wonder our daughter is beautiful."

"Yes, my daughter is like a father, her little nose and small eyes are exactly the same as you."

“…”

"Dad, mom."

Yanyan pushed the door open with satisfaction and looked at them with a smile.

Today, Yanyan changed into a red dress. Although there were a few burnt holes on the skirt, it looked pretty good overall. If it blocked the terrifying face, it would be the innocent and lively of a seven or eight-year-old girl.

"Yanyan, why did you get up so early?"

"Come and call mom and dad for dinner. Today I have friends coming, mom and dad need to be prepared."

Yanyan left after saying that, followed by the sound of the dining plate on the table.

“This is a survival tip for today.”

"Well, but what preparations are needed?"

"Who knows, let's have a meal first."

Zhou Ran nodded and left the house first. Xiang Jiangming stretched out his arms and planned to stretch his arms, but his hand accidentally touched the clothes hanger at a high place.

A document fell out from the back of the box.

Xiang Jiangming bent down vigilantly and found a light blue light floating in the ID card, with a middle-aged woman's avatar. It was speculated that he should be the hostess of the house.

The blue light is very soft, like ice in the deep sea, scattering a faint mist.

Could it be that finding the corresponding ID card is the key to escape?

Xiang Jiangming frowned and searched nearby for a while, trying to see if he could find the male owner's ID, but suddenly, there was a pair of round-headed dance shoes and a fluttering red color in front of him.
To be continued...