In the room, it was dim.

But the old TV screen has already reflected some blurry light.

The blurred figure who entered the house set the woman, man who was stiff, motionless, and still had eyes open,

They each pushed down on the ground on both sides, and then seemed to vent, kicked the woman on the waist, leaving footprints on the man's face with his eyes open.

The woman lay flat, her eyes were open, without making any sound, and the man had never moved. Her eyes seemed to look straight at the ground in front of her, lying on her side.

In front of the coffee table, the darkness filled the deadlock, with his eyes open, half of the woman and man.

The vague figure sat on the sofa again.

Some light reflected by the old TV changed and reflected on the blurred figure's face and body.

The woman lying flat on the ground seemed to look at the blurry figure with her open eyes.

Standing next to this coffee table.

Chen Lun's eyes were calm, and he landed on the sofa, the blurred figure sitting on the other side of the couple who were lying on the ground in front of the sofa.

Just stood quietly, and his eyes were falling forward.

Around the living room, there was a little silence.

The TV set that reflected some changing light never made any sound.

It was just that some increasingly intense and extreme negative emotions were like the surrounding darkness spreading in the room, raging and constantly impacting.

Chen Lun naturally turned his eyes and looked at the closed door in the living room.

There was a dark night around the door. I don’t know if it was climbing in from outside the door or it was inside and out.

Turning back, Chen Lun's eyes fell on the sofa, beside the sofa.

On the sofa,

The vague figure filled with darkness sat,

It seemed that he turned his head, looked back and forth again, lowered his body, reached forward, and opened the drawer of the coffee table.

It seemed that for convenience, my feet stepped on the woman's waist and placing her feet.

The woman lay flat on the ground, still motionless, just with her eyes open, as if she was looking at the blurry figure.

I opened the drawer, searched for a few times, but didn't close it again. The blurry figure seemed to mutter, and there was no sound coming out, and I stood up again.

Looking around, he kicked the woman lying down on the ground with both feet, and the middle-aged man kicked a little away and stood up again.

Around this living room, extreme negative emotions are becoming more intense, surging, raging, and roaring.

The vague figure looked around and raised his foot to step on the woman lying on the ground, stepping on it,

I walked to the TV, squatted in front of the TV cabinet, opened the drawer, and searched left and right.

The TV set on the TV cabinet was still lit up on the screen, and the light reflected just passed by the squatting blurred figure.

The vague figure was also submerged in the darkness.

I squatted in front of the TV cabinet, searching left and right, and opened several drawers.

I don't know what I stuffed into my pocket, and the vague figure stood up again, then looked around the room, looking for some drawers, cabinets, and searching for them.

From time to time, I passed by middle-aged men and women who were upside down on the ground, and seemed to have to step on and kick them in order to vent my previous emotions.

The woman lying on the ground had a bit of distortion on her waist and a middle-aged man's body was covered with footprints.

The two of them were still lying on the ground, motionless, and with their eyes open, as if they were looking at the ground in front of them, looking at the vague figure who was unscrupulously searching for things in the room.

The extreme and negative emotions around are constantly aggravating and raging, and the surroundings are completely submerged.

There is anger, pain, resentment, and more extreme emotions.

Chen Lun stood aside, with his eyes calm, falling on the middle-aged man and woman who fell on the ground,

Turning around again, landing on the vague figure that was turning around in the room and searching for.

The vague figure stood in front of the TV, blocking some blurry light reflected by the TV.

Looking back and forth, you will walk towards the bedroom.

"Click..."

And at this moment.

There were finally some sounds around the deadly surroundings.

It was the sound of the door opening outside the closed living room door.

The door was slowly pulled open from the outside with a creaking sound, and the denser dimness outside the house was impatient and rushed into the house.

Following,

It was the young man who had gone out before, carrying a bag in his hand,

He raised his head, looked straight ahead, his eyes straight ahead,

After stepping into the house, I stood by the door, staring at the blurred figure standing in the living room and about to walk towards the bedroom,

The blurred figure turned around and looked at the young man, stopped his movements, and looked back and forth.

The young man looked straight at the blurred figure with no expression on his face.

Then, slowly turned his head and looked at the sofa.

Looking at his mother and father on the ground, looking upside down,

The young man followed closely, then put down his things and ran towards his parents.

Squatting down, the young man looked at his mother's slightly twisted waist and abdomen, and the footprints on his father's body and the face were trampled.

His eyes were a little red, and he hurriedly helped his mother and father up.

He helped his mother and father with his hands and wiped the footprints on his body.

"...I'm sorry, I seem to be in the wrong house, so I live in this building... My key just can open the door of your house..."

"...Mom. Are you okay, Mom..."

The blurry figure next to him said something, turned his head and looked at the young man.

The young man helped his mother and father up, allowing his parents who were somewhat stiff in their movements to lean on him.

He lowered his head, looked at his mother's slightly twisted waist and abdomen, stretched out his hands, but his whole body was trembling, with red eyes and hissing.

Some women who were stiff and moved, the footprints on their faces had not been wiped clean, and the middle-aged man who was still carrying some tearing wounds, opened his eyes and looked at his children.

Although he had not spoken, he seemed to comfort the young man.

"Mom, it's okay...I'll take you to see a doctor, Mom...Dad, I'll take you to take a photo of the dust, Dad..."

The voice was filled with panic and pain. The young man looked at his mother with red eyes, then reached out to wipe the dust on his father's face, and then looked at his father's torn wound.

"...You call a mutian mom? Ha?"

Next to him, the vague figure looked at the young man, as if it was funny, and said with some ridicule and incredible.

"...You are brain-related."

As he spoke, the vague figure was about to walk out the door that had not been closed yet.

But immediately followed, the young man in the room was a little panicked and the painful voice came to an abrupt end.

The young man supported his mother and his father, and stopped wiping the dust on his father in a hurry.

He lowered his head a little bit, looked at his mother, and his waist and abdomen that was kicked a little twisted.

His mother's waist is a bit bad.

Looking at the traces of his father's foot, the trampled foot.

The young man's eyes were red in red.

From the sofa, I stood up and let my father and mother lean against each other.

"Bang!"

The vague figure was about to walk out of the house.

Immediately afterwards, a force behind him was pulled back and fell to the ground.

The young man pulled the vague figure from behind and returned to the coffee table little by little.

"What did you say?"

“…I am the neighbor upstairs…”

Blood flowed on the ground.
Chapter completed!