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Huaiyou opened his eyes in a burst of chaos.

He opened his mouth and yawned.

What you see is a piece of white, the ceiling.

Huaiyou rubbed his stinging head. He always felt that he had forgotten something, but at this time he couldn't remember anything.

His throat hurt inexplicably, and when he struggled to sit up, he realized that this was his room.

The room seemed a bit chaotic.

Clothes are arranged in a disorderly manner.

Huaiyou recognized that these were his clothes.

But suddenly at this moment, he remembered that he actually loves to be clean, and he shouldn't throw clothes around. Could it be that he was sleepwalking last night?

But after thinking about it.

I don't have the habit of sleepwalking either.

At least for all these years, my parents didn't seem to notice it, or rather they told themselves about this symptom.

besides.

Huaiyou was surprised to find that the dust on the ground seemed to be very thick, and there were actually some footprints that extended all the way to the door.

As Huaiyou's consciousness gradually awakens.

He was also increasingly certain that the most obvious large footprints were his own, and there were some smaller footprints next to them, almost showing a circular footprint.

But this mark looks a bit strange.

So much so that Huaiyou wondered whether these were footprints.

There are also some weird mouse footprints that stick to you, extending from the ground to the door.

As for why he could recognize these small footprints as mouse footprints, it was mainly because Huaiyou had raised some small hamsters and some squirrels before.

So I am very familiar with this kind of rat trade, at least not unfamiliar.

"A rat has entered the house, and the floor is so dirty?"

Huaiyou muttered and stood up.

While walking slowly to the door.

And when Huaiyou opened the door and walked out, he had just opened the door.

Huaiyou heard his mother's voice.

The sound came from the first floor.

The Huaiyou room is on the second floor.

It's separated by two doors.

"Xiaoyou? Are you up? Come down and have breakfast. You just bought fresh buns and fried dough sticks."

Huaiyou responded.

"Okay, come right away!"

However, Huaiyou was a little confused.

"Is today the weekend? Are your parents back?"

Huaiyou quickly opened the door to the second floor. The bathroom was outside. Naturally, the necessary procedures for brushing teeth and washing face were indispensable when he got up.

But then I wet my face with water in Huaiyou.

When I picked up the towel and was about to wipe it clean.

For a moment, there was a strange movement behind him.

A shrill, child-like sound suddenly appeared, but it soon stopped abruptly.

Huaiyou froze in his wiping action, and turned around suddenly, only to find that there was nothing behind him.

And that voice clearly seemed to appear behind him.

After a while, Huaiyou continued to wipe his face.

But I was thinking in my mind: "Did I fall asleep? Did I hallucinate?"

soon.

After washing, Huai You left the bathroom.

But he didn't find it.

Just as he left.

The crying sound came again, but it was very small.

Barely audible.

Huaiyou went downstairs. At this time, his parents saw him coming down and said hello.

Huaiyou responded with a smile.

He soon sat down at the table.

As mentioned before, breakfast today is steamed buns and fried dough sticks.

Naturally, soy milk is included as standard for both breakfasts.

Huaiyou is just getting ready to eat.

After all, the things in front of me are actually my favorite breakfast in the morning.

But at this time.

Huaiyou saw his mother bend forward. His movements seemed a bit stiff, as if he was out of control, and his arms stretched out long.

I took a white jar from the side.

The jar contains white sugar.

Mom smiled and said to Huaiyou: "I prefer sweet soy milk recently, do you want to add a little more?"

I haven’t waited for Huaiyou to answer.

Huaiyou's father spoke: "Give me some."

Then, Dad poured the freshly squeezed soy milk from the juicer into the bowls of three people.

His movements actually seemed a little stiff.

However, Huaiyou's movements also froze at this time.

Because he saw it clearly.

The so-called freshly squeezed soy milk poured from the soy milk machine.

I didn't notice it at first, but now I realized that the so-called "soy milk" was actually red.

It can even be said to be sticky.

Huaiyou’s parents didn’t seem to think there was anything wrong with soy milk.

The two of them poured some of the white sugar in the jar into the soy milk, stirred it briefly with a spoon, then lowered their heads and took a sip.

It seems to be tasting whether the sweetness is suitable.

Huaiyou's father smiled, showing his red teeth: "The sweetness is just right."

A strong fishy smell came out.

Huaiyou also took a sip of the red soy milk, and also smiled: "It tastes good, it's just right. The beans in the soy milk squeezed today are relatively fresh."

Sudden.

She looked at Huaiyou and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou, it tastes very good, eat it."

While talking.

She took out a bun from the grocery bag.

I took a bite and the red juice slowly flowed down.

A green leg stretched out beside her mouth.

Those are the legs of a frog.

At this moment, he is still twitching unconsciously...

Then there was a crunching sound, like something was being chewed.

At this time, Huaiyou's father reached into the white packaging bag and took out a fried dough stick.

Then I saw his sharp teeth biting one end, and then gently pulling it.
To be continued...