vstars Chapter 192 There really was someone inside the house.
Chapter 192 There really was someone inside the house.
The original owner bought her own house on her own, and she loved it very much.
Everything in the house was carefully selected and arranged by myself.
I don't know why, but one day, after returning home from a month-long business trip, I lay on my sofa and found that the whole house was strange.
It conveys a sense of unfamiliarity, a feeling that is both familiar and strange.
I have a feeling that someone is in her house.
This idea terrified the original owner.
Just then, her boyfriend called, so she quickly called him over and told him her thoughts.
The boyfriend was also very nervous and made the original owner stand outside, so that if he encountered any danger, she could run away and call the police at any time.
The original owner was extremely moved, but her boyfriend searched the room inside and out and found nothing at all.
Not even a single extra hair.
Seeing that the original owner was still suspicious, her boyfriend personally led her to search the house again, but they found nothing.
They even advised the original owner that since they hadn't been home for so long, the house's layout might feel a bit unfamiliar.
When the original owner saw that there was really no one there, he began to suspect that it was his own fault.
But when she went to sleep at night, she heard rustling sounds again, as if someone was deliberately walking quietly.
She mustered her courage and listened to the sounds, but there was no one there.
But she dared not sleep anymore, and all the lights in the room were left on.
She insisted that there were people in her house, and even couldn't stand it anymore, so she called the police.
But the police didn't find anything, so it was okay the first time.
Two or three times, the police told her not to make false reports and waste police resources.
The original owner felt wronged, but the police didn't believe her, and her boyfriend also subtly suggested that she go to the hospital for a checkup.
But she really wasn't sick; she genuinely felt there was someone in the room.
But her parents came too and stayed with her for a few days.
But it was no use; I felt that the person hiding in the house was becoming increasingly arrogant.
But everyone else seemed normal, it was as if only she was acting strangely.
She really started to doubt herself, and her parents couldn't always be with her. She also couldn't quit her job, which she had worked so hard to build up and was really reluctant to give up.
She was even more reluctant to part with her house.
The original owner had no choice but to endure it and try to deliberately ignore those abnormalities.
Even if the original owner felt the arrangement was wrong, and even if the surveillance footage showed no problems, they pretended not to see it.
But one night, she died in her own bed, with sleeping pills in her mouth and around her bedside...
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"Ah Su, there's really no one in the house, come in and take a look!" Her boyfriend, Fang Zikun, stood inside the house and called out to Su Su outside the door with a natural expression.
Su Su took a deep breath, gripped her phone tightly as if it were her only support at that moment, and carefully stepped into the house.
Her eyes scanned her surroundings warily, and she took each step with extreme caution, as if afraid that something might suddenly jump out from some corner.
"Look, there really is no one here. If you're still not sure, let's look again more carefully."
Fang Zikun wore a gentle smile and spoke softly, as if comforting a frightened little animal.
"Really?" Su Su frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubt. "But why is there a hair on the ground that doesn't belong to me?"
As she spoke, she slowly squatted down, picked up a curly hair from the ground, and under the light, the yellowish-gray curly hair stood out.
Su Su always had straight, jet-black hair, and the appearance of this curly hair undoubtedly made the already perplexing situation even more bizarre.
The moment Fang Zikun saw that hair, his pupils contracted sharply, but this subtle change was so fleeting that it was almost imperceptible.
He quickly regained his composure, still wearing that gentle smile, and said calmly, "Maybe on your way back from your business trip, you bumped into someone with curly hair, and they accidentally brushed their hair onto your clothes and then followed you home."
"That seems to make sense." Su Su tilted her head, casually tossed the hair into the trash can, and continued searching the room.
When she opened the jewelry box, her expression instantly turned serious.
“I always feel like I’m missing some jewelry, especially the necklace you gave me, which you made yourself!”
Su Su's voice trembled with a sob. The necklace held immense significance for her, carrying many beautiful memories of her and Fang Zikun. Now that it had vanished, how could she not be frantic with worry?
"Maybe you put it somewhere and just can't remember where you put it." Fang Zikun stepped forward and gently patted Su Su's shoulder, trying to comfort her.
"Is that so?" Su Su asked, full of doubt, as she slowly turned to look at Fang Zikun.
In that instant, her face turned deathly pale, her eyes widened in terror, and she raised her hand, trembling as she pointed behind Fang Zikun, "Behind you, behind you. Ahhh!"
The piercing scream shattered the silence, enveloping the entire room in an atmosphere of fear.
Fang Zikun was startled by Su Su's sudden scream, and his whole body trembled. He turned around quickly as a reflex.
However, there was nothing behind him.
"Phew! Asu, there's really no one here, don't make such a fuss!"
Fang Zikun gripped Su Su's shoulders tightly with both hands, staring straight into her eyes with a serious expression that carried an unquestionable air, trying to calm Su Su down.
"Really? Then who am I?"
In an instant, a chilling voice pierced straight into Fang Zikun's ears.
Fang Zikun's heart clenched, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind like a tide.
The Su Su in front of me had her once delicate face now grotesquely deformed, with only two empty black holes remaining where her eyes should have been.
Dark red blood gushed from all seven orifices, trickling down her cheeks and staining her clothes with shocking marks.
Her hair was a messy tangle, sticky strands clinging to her face and neck, emitting a nauseating, thick smell of blood that made Fang Zikun feel vomit.
Fang Zikun was terrified and let out an uncontrollable scream.
However, before he could fully vent his screams, a burning pain shot through his face.
Su raised her hand at some point and slapped him hard across the face.
"What's your name? Did you see something out of the blue?"
Su Su's voice was still so familiar, but to Fang Zikun at this moment, it sounded like a whisper from a demon.
"No, nothing..." Fang Zikun's voice trembled violently, and his lips quivered slightly. He managed to squeeze out these words through his teeth, his legs went weak, and he could barely stand.
He wanted to escape, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move an inch.
Do you think I'm not good-looking?
The voice rang in my ears again, filled with intense questioning and endless resentment.
At the same time, Fang Zikun suddenly felt a heavy pressure on his back.