Vol 3 Chapter 344: Pen story

"Welcome to listen to your moon my heart,
A good man is me,
I am just-midnight horror broadcast. "
The woman has not come out,
At least everything looks normal in the prison,
Outside the car window is annoying to know the noise,
Boss Zhou, who wanted to sleep and couldn’t sleep, had smoked away,
Can only be bored to turn on the car radio.
"Okay, let's make a joke with everyone. The movie version of "Love Apartment" is coming out soon. I would like to remind everyone that friends who like to watch this movie can go to the cinema to watch it.
In addition, the story we bring to you tonight is "My Day in Hell" written by Xia Xie, a well-known contemporary young writer;
In this story, Xia Xie showed our readers a detailed picture of what he thinks of hell, which is addictive.
At the new book conference, Xia Xie said that he had a car accident when he was a child, and had been comatose for a few days. In those days, he had a very long and long dream. He said that he might go for a trip Hell, and then came back, so when he grew up, he decided to use his pen to write to everyone the customs and customs of the he saw.
below,
We will tell this story for the audience friends:
‘Huangquan Road, endless, on both sides of the road, beautiful and delicate flowers on the other shore are blooming, swaying their posture;
Various dead souls walked on Huangquan Road,
Some are singing,
Some are dancing,
Some are crying,
Some are looking back,
People of all skin tones, nationalities, and cultures are here, all coats are removed, and their most essential state is restored,
Only at this time,
Pride and prejudice no longer exist,
There is no barrier between wealth and poverty..."
Heard here,
Boss Zhou rolled his eyes,
Lamented:
"Shake it."
Singing and dancing,
Why don't you let the ghost messenger take you to the Haitian feast together?
Zhou Ze turned off the radio, reached out and rummaged it underneath, and actually let him find a cigarette underneath, which should be the hapless driver's own.
The one who is estimated to be intoxicated is sleeping on the side of the road,
I don't know if it will catch a cold.
I opened a pack of cigarettes and hadn't waited to smoke
Zhou Ze suddenly froze,
A feeling of palpitation suddenly came,
In prison,
what happened?
…………
library,
Prisoners and women,
The prisoner was still sitting on the chair,
The woman is scared to go back continuously,
He kept asking in horror:
"Why, how is it possible, how is it possible..."
There was a smile on the corner of the prisoner's mouth,
In the eyes,
It is a deep memory:
………
That day,
Heavy rain,
Still thundering.
Lightning flashed from time to time, followed by thunderous bursts.
He hasn’t been home for three days because he is too busy to go home.
It's the Mid-Autumn Festival,
There are a lot of tasks and orders in the food factory, but these orders cannot be released, because the orders for the Mid-Autumn Festival can be worth more than one-third of the number of orders for the entire factory throughout the year.
The mother-in-law gave this factory to his son-in-law to take care of it. This is his responsibility.
In the words of mother-in-law,
His father-in-law and brother-in-law have very rigid heads. They will not do anything other than being a police officer. In her life, they do not expect them to be able to learn how to defy the benefits of the family, so they can only earn money to subsidize their families.
This factory can only be taken care of by his son-in-law now.
He was very attentive, really attentive, and did his best.
The Zhang's family, including the eldest uncle, were very kind to him. They did not look down on his background at all. Even when they talked to their wives about marriage, they did not set any thresholds or mention any requirements.
So he can only go to work and work as hard as possible. Even for this, he has no time to write and no energy to realize his dream. Moreover, the reason why he and his wife know each other is because of the common interests of writing .
But he didn't regret it, he didn't regret it at all, man, he had to know what to do and what he should give up.
Dragging his tired body,
Drive home,
This is my own villa,
He never imagined that he would also live in a villa one day, not the kind of house built in the country, but in a high-end villa community.
A good life is not only in front of your own eyes, but already in your own hands.
Sweet wife,
Children,
house,
cause,
It’s all there.
I stopped the car and remembered that my room card was left in the car when I walked to the door. I rang the doorbell and waited a long time. No one came to open the door.
This point,
The children may have fallen asleep, and the wife may not hear if she shuts herself in the study if she is writing, because the study was designed to isolate noise.
But the nanny at home should come to open the door.
I rang the doorbell several times, but no one came to open the door.
There was no way but to go back to the car and take the room card again and walked back, opened the door with the room card.
Pushing the door open and entering the living room, he was completely stunned. On the floor of the living room, his wife and two children were tied there.
He rushed over like crazy, trying to wake up his wife and his children.
But none of them responded.
The wives and children still had bruises on them, as if they had been tortured by whipping, and the most terrible thing was that three of them had completely lost their breath.
The babysitter is not at home and does not know where to go.
This is a dream,
This must be a dream,
It must be a dream,
How could this happen?
impossible,
Absolutely impossible.
He didn't call the police. He just untied the ropes of his wife and children and placed them on the sofa.
When people are severely hit, they often react very nervously.
Call the police,
it works?
My wife and two children are dead.
He did not cry, nor shouted,
Just silently looked at his wife and two children lying on the sofa.
After watching for a long time,
Seeing his head whitish,
Seeing myself muddled.
He went upstairs and went to the bedroom. He lay down, covered the quilt, and pillowed.
This is a dream,
so tired,
Wake up,
There should be nothing.
He fell asleep,
In this situation,
He really fell asleep.
And sleep till dawn.
when Wake up,
He found that he didn't have a wife lying next to him. He walked to the children's room. It's summer vacation. The children don't have to go to school. Just play on the ground, they are the age of play.
No one was in the children's bedroom.
He suddenly thought of the picture when he returned home last night,
He covered his mouth with one hand,
Eyes wide open.
He dare not go downstairs,
He remembered putting the bodies of his wife and children on the sofa in the living room last night. He dared not go down, he was afraid to see this scene again.
Call the police?
Sorry,
I didn’t expect it, nor did I.
Why call the police?
Is it to catch the murderer?
Where is the murderer,
My wife and children are still alive,
Yes,
They are still alive, how can I call the police?
…………
More than a decade ago, in Osaka, Japan, a university professor lived with his wife’s body for three years after his wife died of a heart attack due to a sudden heart attack.
During this period, he always felt that his wife was just asleep, and did not die. He also bought a freezer and placed his wife's body. At first, he declared to the outside world that his wife had broken a leg and was inconvenient to go out. Later, he said that his wife went abroad to study Too.
In this way, the news of his wife’s death was concealed for three years under various pretexts. Until his wife’s father was ill and hospitalized, his family strongly demanded that his wife come back to see the old man. Finally, the professor’s lies were stabbed.
The police and people rushed into the professor's house and found the body in the freezer. At first, everyone suspected that the professor had killed his wife and tried to destroy the evidence.
But the professor has always insisted that his wife is not dead, and he will eat breakfast and dinner with him every day and sleep with himself.
When the people around him kept telling him that his wife had died and died for three years, it seemed that a dream in his heart had been broken.
The professor knelt beside his wife's body and cried,
this moment,
He realized,
His wife is dead.
Later, after a police investigation, the cause of death was confirmed because of the better preservation of the corpse, and the professor was ruled out of suspicion of murder.
…………
He dare not go down the stairs,
Why not dare?
He didn't understand,
But I just don't want to go on.
He walked silently to the study,
His wife usually writes here, and his wife's notebook is still on the desk.
His wife always laughed at him, saying that he did not like to use a computer, but used a pen when he was writing. He also used a pen to express articles for publishing houses and magazines. Finally, he returned the family to mark the need to submit by mail. .
But he still insisted on writing a story with a pen, even if he finished writing it, and then typed it into the computer, because he felt that the story written in the words written with the pen had feelings, temperature, not cold, and more vivid.
His pen was bought at a stall when he was a kid. It was his first pen. It has not been bad. There are no brands and trademarks, but it has always been available. EbookFREE.me~ is of very good quality.
but,
Since getting married, he has taken over the food factory of his mother-in-law, and he has rarely used the pen to write his own stories.
But he would use a pen to transcribe the book published by his wife, and then transcribe it again and then read it slowly. He enjoys this feeling and likes it.
He picked up the pen,
Open your blank book,
Pick up a copy of "I Love My Family" that my wife just published a while ago.
This horror story was created by his wife as a prototype.
The red cover font indicates that this is a horror.
Turn the first page,
He began to transcribe sentence by sentence according to the title...