Chapter 348

"Welcome to listen to your moon and my heart.

a good man is me,

I am - Midnight horror radio."

Before the women came out,

the prison seemed normal at least,

outside the window was the annoying cicadas whirring ceaselessly,

boss Zhou, who wanted to sleep and couldn't sleep, had no cigarettes,

he could only turn on the car radio.

"Well, I'd like to make a joke with you. The movie version of" love apartment "will come out soon. I'd like to remind you 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 one day trip to hell written by Xia Xie, a famous young writer of our time.

in this story, Xia Xie shows us a detailed picture of hell that he thinks is fascinating.

At the new book press conference, Xia Xie said that he had a car accident when he was a child and had been in a coma for several days. In those days, he had a long and long dream. He said that he might have gone to hell and then came back. So when he grew up, he decided to use his own pen to write the local conditions and customs of hell he had seen to everyone.

Next,

let's tell the story for the audience and friends:

'the yellow spring road is endless, on both sides of the road, there are beautiful and delicate flowers on the other side, swaying their posture;

all kinds of ghosts are walking on the Yellow Spring Road,

some are singing,

some are dancing,

some are crying,

some are singing Looking back,

people of all colors, nationalities and cultures are here, taking off all their coats and restoring their most essential state.

only at this time,

Pride and prejudice will no longer exist,

wealth and poverty will not be separated... "

Hearing this,

boss Zhou rolled his white eyes,

sighed:

"stop writing."

Why don't you let ghost guide you to have a feast together?

Zhou Ze turned off the radio, reached down and looked for it. He actually found a cigarette below. It should be the unlucky driver's own.

I guess he is still intoxicated and sleeps on the side of the road. I don't know if he will catch cold.

When he opened a pack of cigarettes, before he could wait to smoke,

Zhou Ze suddenly froze for a moment,

a feeling of palpitation suddenly came from

prison,

what happened?

…………

In the library,

prisoners and women,

prisoners are still sitting in their chairs,

women are constantly retreating in fear,

in their mouths, they are constantly asking:

"why, how, how..."

There is a smile on the corner of the prisoner's mouth,

in his eyes,

is a deep recollection:

On that day,

there was a lot of rain,

there was still thunder.

Lightning flashed from time to time, followed by thunders.

He hasn't been home for three days, because he is too busy to go home.

During the Mid Autumn Festival, there are many tasks and orders in the food factory, but these lists can't be released, because the orders of the Mid Autumn Festival can equal more than one third of the orders of the whole factory in a whole year.

His mother-in-law left the factory to his son-in-law, which was his responsibility.

In the words of his mother-in-law,

his father-in-law and brother-in-law are very rigid in their heads. They can't do anything but be police officers. In her life, she doesn't expect them to know how to work around and spend some money on their family, so she can only make money to support her family.

This factory can only be managed by his son-in-law now.

He was very attentive, really attentive, and tried his best.

His father-in-law's family, including his brother-in-law, was very kind to him. They didn't look down on his family background at all. They didn't even set any threshold or ask for anything when they talked about marriage with their wife.

So he can only work as hard as possible, even if for this, he has no time to write novels, no energy to realize his dream, and the reason why he and his wife know each other is because of the common interest in writing novels.

But he does not regret, not regret at all. A man must know what to undertake and what to give up.

Dragging his tired body,

driving home,

this is his own villa,

he never thought that he would live in the villa one day, not the kind of house built by himself in the countryside, but in the high-end villa community.A good life is not only in front of our own eyes, but also in our own hands.

There are wives,

children,

houses,

careers,

all of them.

Stop the car, go to the door to remember their room card left in the car, rang the doorbell, waited for a long time, no one to open the door.

At this point,

the children may have gone to sleep, and the wife may not be able to hear her in the study if she is writing, because the study was originally designed to pay attention to the isolation of noise.

But the babysitter at home is supposed to open the door.

After ringing the doorbell several times, no one came to open the door.

I can't help but go back to the car and take the room card and walk back. I opened the door with the room card.

Push open the door, enter the living room, his whole person is stunned, on the living room floor, his wife and two children are tied there.

He rushed like crazy, trying to wake up his wife and children.

But they didn't respond.

There are bruises on the wives and children, like they have experienced the torture of whipping, and most of all, three people have no breath at all.

The baby sitter is not at home. I don't know where she has gone.

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, but silently untied the ropes on his wife and children and put them on the sofa.

When people are hit hard, they often react like nerves.

Alarm,

useful?

My wife and two children are dead.

He didn't cry or shout,

he just silently looked at his wife and two children lying on the sofa.

After watching for a long time,

see his head white,

see his whole person ignorant.

He went upstairs, went to the bedroom, and he lay down, covered himself with a quilt, and pillowed himself.

It's a dream,

I'm so tired,

when I wake up,

there should be nothing left.

He's asleep,

in this case,

he's really asleep.

And sleep till dawn.

When he woke up,

he found that he didn't have a wife lying beside him. He went to the children's room. Now it's summer vacation. The children don't need to go to school. He was also very disgusted with what kind of tutorial classes the children should attend early, and let the children enjoy playing at home. They are the age of playing.

There was no one in the children's bedroom either.

He suddenly thought of the picture when he went home last night,

he covered his mouth with one hand,

his eyes were wide open.

He didn't dare to go downstairs.

he remembered last night that he put his wife and children's bodies on the sofa in the living room. He didn't dare to go down. He was afraid to see this again.

Alarm?

Sorry,

I really didn't think about it, and I didn't think about it.

Why call the police?

Is it to catch the murderer?

Where is the killer?

my wife and children are still alive,

Yes,

they are still alive. How can I call the police?

…………

More than ten years ago, in Osaka, Japan, a university professor accompanied his wife's body for three years after she died of a heart attack in her sleep.

During this period, he always felt that his wife was just sleeping and not dead. He also bought an ice chest to place his wife's body. At first, he declared to the outside world that his wife had broken her leg and was inconvenient to go out. Later, he said that his wife went abroad to study.

In this way, the news of his wife's death was concealed by him for three years under various pretexts. Until his wife's father was ill and hospitalized, her family urged her to come back to see the old man. At last, the professor's lies were exposed.

The police and people rushed into the professor's house and found the body in the freezer. At first, they suspected that the professor had killed his wife to hide the body and destroy the evidence.

But the professor insisted that his wife was not dead, and would eat breakfast and dinner with him and sleep with him every day.

When people around him kept telling him that his wife had died and had been dead for three years, it seemed that a dream in his heart had been punctured.

The professor knelt down beside his wife's body and cried loudly,

at this moment,

he realized that his wife had died

.

Later, after the police investigation, the cause of death was confirmed due to the better preservation of the body, and the professor was ruled out of the suspicion of murder.…………

He didn't dare to go down the stairs,

why not?

He doesn't understand,

but just doesn't want to go on.

He went to the study in silence. His wife usually works here, and her notebook is still on the desk.

His wife laughed at him all the time, saying that he didn't like to use a computer when he was writing, but liked to use a pen. He also used a pen to express manuscripts to publishers and magazines. At last, he asked people to return to mark that they needed to submit manuscripts by mail, and didn't accept them.

But he still insists on writing stories with a pen, even if he has finished writing them, he can type them into the computer, because he thinks the stories written with pen are emotional, warm, not cold and fresh.

He bought his pen at a local stall when he was a child. It was his first pen, and it has not been broken. There is no brand or trademark, but it can be used all the time. The quality is very good.

However,

since he married and took over the food factory of his mother-in-law, he has seldom used this pen to write his own stories.

But he would transcribe the books published by his wife with a pen, transcribe them and then read them carefully slowly. He enjoyed the feeling and liked it.

He picked up the pen,

opened his blank book,

picked up the book I love my family that his wife had just published on the desk.

In this horror story, the wife is based on her own creation.

The red cover font indicates that this is a horror novel.

Turning to the first page,

he began to transcribe the title sentence by sentence