Chapter 117: gift

When Shirley was finished, she was caught by confusion and tied to the bed with Sally.
Everyone went downstairs to sit around the coffee table.
Shu Xue and Yang Shu were a little bit dreamy and didn't squeak.
Wu Li looked at the answer sheet for a while, and suddenly said, "If the ball is real Shirley, the three Shirleys are hiding in as long as two low cabinets. Sally brings a ball, fake Shirley takes a ball. Xiao Yang showed me a horror story before, saying that the ghost nature in the photo mirror is a shadow and flat. It can be very thin and can be penetrated everywhere like paper. If Sally and Fake Shirley are the same, then As long as three Shirleys have a low cabinet, they can put the ball in ... "
Yang Shu came back to God and said, "I feel that the siblings don't seem to be able to turn into paper. They have temperature, heartbeat, and shadow, and they are no different from real people."
Wu Li nodded and said, "then two."
The tone of the two was calm, as if they were just doing crosswords in the newspaper.
Yuzu looked at them a little unexpectedly, and Yu Wen and his sons were not used to it.
What is the correct answer is not important to them at all, they always fill in the wrong answer.
Such a serious analysis seems abrupt.
Xue Xue whispered to the confusion: "Listen just fine, they are a little sad."
Bewildered: "What do you mean?"
"I talked about it during the last chat and said it was a habit learned in the hospital. Emotions ca n’t fluctuate too much and affect work. So every time someone dies or encounters a similar thing, they will do this and discuss what topic or The topic is more rational. It can be better ... "Shu Xue said.
Confused for a moment, and nodded.
"The ball was uncomfortable the first time I saw it, but ..." Shu Xue sighed.
Confused to understand what she meant.
In fact, they initially noticed that the ball was filled, but now their suspicions are confirmed, but they are not happy at all.
After all, the real Shirley in the diary is not a cannibal boss, she is just a little girl ...
In contrast, the two tied on the bed are really disgusting.
Wu Li came out for a while and put the answer sheet in front of Wen: "Fill in, let those two out."
Instead of writing, Yu Wen grabbed his hair and said, "Just when Brother Qin and Boss entered, I was standing next to the mirror. Boss Chu seemed to say something in a hurry."
"Ah?" Yang Shu asked dumbly, "Why don't you hurry up, did you hear me wrong?"
Yu Wen also hesitated for a while: "I don't know, just one sentence. Maybe I heard it wrong ..."
He hesitated to grab the pen and was stunned again.
He confirmed: "Chu Yue said?"
Yu Wen: "Ang, yes."
"Don't let it go," said Confusion.
"you sure?"
"Well." Youyou said, "It should take a long time."
"Why does it last?"
Confused and silent for two seconds, Mu said with a face: "I'm afraid Qin Chen and I will catch people everywhere when I sleep at night."
Yu Wen: "Oh oh! I see."
Youguo and Qin Chen spent the longest time in the mirror and were the most affected, so they replaced Sally and Shirley.
If you don't make any changes, you can't run away tonight.
Who can bear this.
Now Chu Yue hangs up on her own initiative, replacing her confusion with her results can be better.
At least there is a lot of confusion in the person who is waiting for the arrest. Isn't the balance of combat power?
If he can wake up ...
Yu Wen thought about it and was desperate.
They waited for the last two minutes before 6 o'clock and stepped on to release Qin Chen and Chu Yue.
Because the answer has been modified too many times, another -2 pops up on the paper, deducting the neat points on the roll.
Out of student instinct, Yu Wenrou hurt.
But others didn't even watch it.
It may be infected by the big guys. They feel that they are not here to take the exam, and their purpose is not to seek high scores and pass.
They are here to do things.

At 7:20 at night, the wind slipped in through the window slit, blowing up the curtains of the master bedroom.
Today's master bedroom is very deserted, the big bed is empty, and the girls crowded there two days ago are not visible. There is only one person in the room.
She was sitting on the sofa with her head tilted, with short hair blocking her face.
Not others, but Chu Yue.
A strong feeling of hunger struck her, her stomach yelling twice, suddenly and clearly in the silent night.
She frowned and licked her dry lips, opening her eyes suddenly.
"I'm so hungry ..." Chu Yue muttered, his voice was dry, very different from usual.
She supported the arm of the sofa, stood up staggering, and rubbed her temples.
"Too hungry."
She spoke and walked to the door.
A shadow slipped past her feet, the ball that had been chased all afternoon.
It did not know when it returned to the low cabinet of the master bedroom, and was following Chu Yue silently.
It may be due to the angle. The cartoon face on the rubber skin is pulled down, looking dazed and wronged.
Chu Yue opened the door, and the ball got out and rolled to the opposite side.
There is also one less in the children's room tonight.
The room door was unscrewed by Chu Yue. Qin Chen was awake, standing in the middle of the room with a cuff button.
The ball grunted to his feet and tugged on his trousers. Qin Chen bent over to pick it up, and went out with Chu Yue one after the other.
The sound of patting the ball went down the stairs and gradually moved away.
"Shirley" had a light golden hair sleeping in a mess, and she was lying face down with her hands and feet in large characters, and tied a rope around the four corners of the bed.
"Sally! Sally!" Her face flushed and she whispered to the lower bunk.
After a while, Sally also extended his head from the bed.
"Help me untie the rope!" She said.
Sally: "... I was two times."
Just because he was so hungry than Shirley.
"Useless!" She said again.
Sally put his head back again.
"Then I'll do it myself," Shirley hummed, "help me look at those pesky guests."
Sally said mutely, "They're all downstairs, haven't you heard? I said it in the evening. The other guests are sleeping downstairs today. It's impossible to come up."
"Shirley" snorted again.
The bed was squeaking and the people on it were fierce.
If it had been before, Sally would work harder than her, and he could bite it all with the fine teeth in his mouth.
He licked his lips without moving.
He was inexplicably indifferent tonight, probably because he saw the guests running after the ball and turned out a lot ... a lot of things. At that time he and Shirley were not like that.
"Why are you getting up?" Sally asked sighing, "Someone is helping us to feed us tonight, why are you up?"
Although I still have to spit it out, I also have an addiction.
He has broken a jar.
"I hate the ball." Shirley bustled.
At this moment, her tone was exactly the same as the crazy words in the second half of the diary.
"They only play with the ball. I hate her! I'm Shirley." She mumbled.
Previously, after she said these things, Sally would echo the phrase "Yeah, stupid and annoying."
But today he didn't squeak.
"Shirley" grinned, and the sharp teeth clicked and rubbed the rope like a hacksaw.
She had short hands and short feet, but her neck stretched out long ... uncoordinated.
After a long time, Sally muttered suddenly, "You are not."
Shirley paused for a moment, her innocent expression stolen.
She blinked her eyes like glass beads, and tilted her head and asked, "Are you sorry, Sally? Don't you hate her taking your place? I'm taking her place to help you?"
Sally didn't say a word.
Shirley extended her neck again and opened her mouth along the previous trace.
The sound of clicking and clicking sounded again.
She chopped off the first rope, loosened her left hand, and the girl said in a coquettish tone, "You don't regret it! I just hate the ball, and I burn it today."
"You listen--" she said softly, "Her head jumped downstairs, it should be in the guest room. Can you hear her? Her body is still rolling upstairs, and she may want to chase it. I'm going to catch she was."
"Today's guests are really slow. Why haven't they started?" She complained. "I'm ready to tears."
Sally buried his head deeper.
He didn't want to ignore the above ... "sister" tonight.
But the hungry instinct prevailed, and after a while, he also stretched his neck and began to hold the rope in his hand.
"Ah ... it's started," Shirley said suddenly, "I feel it! He caught a bad luck!"

Downstairs, Qin Chen and Chu Yue stood at the door of the guest room, and the sound of the ball was not too slow.
Chu Yue rubbed her belly and urged with a strange tone: "Open the door, I'm really hungry."
Qin Chen raised his eyebrows and turned the door handle to push in—
Can't push.
Chu Yue: "..."
Qin Chen said, "There is something in it that blocks the door."
Chu Yue called again.
Qin Chen hushed and said, "Don't worry."
Chu Yue: "..."
Is this something I can control?
Qin Chen became interested in the people in the door and seemed to find the food very interesting.
He didn't expect to quietly enter the door anymore and pushed it hard—
There was a dull rubbing sound in the door, as if a chair blocking the door was pushed away.
The sound was so shocking in the night that it seemed that the chair was heavy.
As soon as Qin Chen looked through the door, he saw a white thing sliding down from the armchair and hanging to the side.
It was a thin, good-looking hand.
Qin Chen: "..."
The small guest rooms were crowded, except for the one behind the door, three lying on the edge of the bed and two on the ground.
He pushed the door a little further.
The sound of heavy friction sounded again.
This movement is too big, and the penetration is amazing.
The three girls lying on their backs raised their heads one after another, and the snoring on the ground stopped.
Only the hand was still hanging, motionless.
"Look down!" Yu Wen was awakened when he saw the door slit, and then the chicken jumped in the room.
"Brother" is long and "Brother" is called into a short film.
Qin Chen got a headache after being noisy, but Chu Yue's stomach was still accompanied.
He was completely impatient and decided to make a quick decision.
It turned out that when he pushed the third door, the hand was hanging down.
The armchair was scratched by the door and turned in the direction, and the person sitting in the bed sleeping finally woke up.
Wandering opened his eyelids, and the impatience on his face dissipated when he saw Qin Chen, and changed to a slightly novel look.
He looked up and down Qin Chen, focusing on the ball in his hand.
The people in the house had a shadow once, and they dared not move behind.
Yougu looked back at them, stood up and walked to the door, closing the door with a "bang-" with her hands.
Leaning on the door frame, he said to Qin Chen, "Come, try to catch me."

"Shirley" broke all the ropes and climbed down from the upper bunk.
Seeing Sally sitting next to the bed, she grinned and said, "Silly, stupid, don't you want to play with me today?"
Sally glanced at her and shook her short legs to jump off the bed.
"I'm hungry."
He whispered.
"I know." Shirley stroked her equally dry stomach, and said wonderingly, "how long has it been? No food yet?"
During the conversation, they heard the ping-pong movement moving downstairs, as if someone was fighting.
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"It seems like the sofa is down," Sally said slowly.
Then some glass broke.
The flower pot fell.
Chairs ... at least three chairs hit the ground.
...
It may be demolishing the house.
"Shirley" listened for a while and waved at Sally.
They gently opened the door a slit, like a pair of ordinary children sneaking out while their parents were arguing, and ran across the corridor.
"Shirley" found one of the in a shadow at the end of the corridor.
She hugged hard and muttered, "One more."
The cartoon face on the ball seemed to have foreseen something, his face pulled longer, his mouth flat as if to cry.
Sally stared at it for a moment, and seemed to want to say something, but ended up saying nothing.
He lags behind a few steps, and then clenches his fists to keep up with "Shirley".
There were no lights in the living room. Through the light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, two agile figures flashed faintly. It seems that one grabbed the other's hand, and the other turned over on the back of the sofa and jumped behind.
boom--
Sally closed her eyes and opened it again to find that the coffee table had been lifted.
The two little ghosts squatted on it for a few minutes, and the movement downstairs was more shocking than the other.
According to the situation, normal people went to the hospital 800 times early, but the people downstairs did not rest.
After looking at it for a while, they found that both of them were not injured at all, and that everything else was suffered. Count on one to completely subdue the other, I'm afraid to wait until the next life.
"Shirley" muttered "I really hate" and went down the stairs holding the ball.
She heard the ball rolling, just downstairs, in the mess.
While the "substitute" was grabbing food, she could bring the ball back.
Sally followed her closely, and the two bowed their waists, playing into the debris and obstacles to find the trace of the ball. While passing through the kitchen, I touched a lighter.
See it!
Shirley saw the blue and white circle at a glance, and was at the dining table.
The "Substitute" had just grabbed Food's shoulders and was about to hold him against the wall. The food arched around and turned behind him.
She could hear the panting of food. She had been tangled for so long and should be tired.
Shirley felt that it wasn't far from filling her belly.
Sally also swallowed.
She threw the ball in Sally's hands and ran to the table to hug the ball he was trying to roll away.
"It's time we changed the toys." She patted the ashes from the ball and tilted her head. "Goodbye."
As soon as the voice fell, one hand suddenly fell from the sky, grabbing her arm and hugging her.
Shirley hadn't responded yet, and her feet were already empty.
"What are you doing!" She turned her head and saw Youluo's expressionless face.
The next second, a strong wind came.
The chaser turned over the sofa and stepped forward.
Shirley looked back again and met Qin Chen's face.
Confused holding the little ghost in his hand, Shirley was facing Qin Chen and said, "Stop running, what to ask."
He leaned against the other one-seat sofa, and with something heavy in his hand, he had no time to run.
Qin Chen looked at him and Shirley with interest, and said, "Oh", a joke-like lazy voice, "Do I look good?"
Shirley: "..."
Their armistice was a coincidence, with a floor-to-ceiling mirror next to them.
In this way, the mirror was intact and still stood firmly there.
Shirley's tears began to fall.
There was a ripple in the mirror, like a lake thrown into stone.
"What do you say."
Confusingly speaking, she threw "Shirley" into the mirror.
The ball dropped and hit the ground with a "bang-" sound.
Sally was stunned.
He glanced at the bewilderment, throwing the ball to run, but unfortunately his legs were too short, and the bewilderment grabbed his pants and grabbed him next second.
"Is it pleasing?" Qin Chen asked again, dragging his tone.
Sally kicked twice, then lightly on his waist, and was thrown into the mirror.
"Others don't know." Youcha patted the ash in his hand, grabbed the collar and pulled Qin Chen down, her lips almost touched, but there was no difference. "I like it," he said in a cold voice.

In the mirror.
"Shirley" and Sally stood there blankly. From the moment they came in, the black mist around them began to flow wildly. Countless black skinny hands protruded from it, trying to grab their hair and horns.
"Shirley" slammed in front of the mirror and tried to drill out again, but only harvested blood from his hands.
Sally also wanted to jump over, but stopped in the end.
What are you doing?
useless.
The little girl who grimaced at the mirror and twirled her skirt was gone.
Since the day when Shirley crawled out in the mirror to replace her, she was no longer there.
Her head was hidden in her favorite ball, her body curled up and tucked into another.
The fresh blood in her body was covered by him and the counterfeiters and drunk into her belly. Blood soothes hunger and craving so they can live longer in the world outside the mirror.
Oh, not only that little girl, but also her parents.
The couple who forgot him early was the first food he swallowed.
He stood still in front of the mirror, watching the lights in the living room, watching the crowd rushing out of the guest room, watching them pick up the shaking ball on the ground, seemed to want to take a look, and finally stopped hand.
That little girl is so beautiful, she definitely doesn't want others to see her withering.
He watched the group of guests go to the backyard, wondering what to do.
Maybe ... to bury his sister.
He also saw the wind coming in from some door, blowing the curtains, the small bits on the ground ... and blowing a rusty iron can to the mirror.
The tin can rolled twice, and he saw the sticky note on the bottom.
The words above were big and ugly, showing clumsy childishness.
Gift for Sally
When the black fog came over, he heard Shirley's crunchy child's voice, which passed through his ears for years.
That should be the first day he got out of the mirror ...
The little girl tucked him a piece of sugar, pink candy paper, ugly, not suitable for little boys.
She said, "Shall I call you Sally in the future?"
...
He can't go out again.
Because that little girl will never come into the mirror again.
The floor-standing mirror trembled in the wind for a while, then stopped, and there was no movement.
In the empty living room, the sound of the system sounded:
[The 197 examination room, the examinee confused and made Shirley cry, Shirley declared dead. 】
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