More than an hour later, Xiaoxia completed the backlog of work, and Wanli also sent Xiaoxia a large text to tell the story of that year.

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I was seven years old that year, and Azhan was seven years old. That was the first time we met. At that time, he was very unspeakable, and those who didn't know thought he was a mute. He always stayed alone quietly, feeling a little scary at such a young age, and his eyes were cold. For this reason, the people in the town had many speculations about his life experience. Many unkind people fabricated that he was a child born in a dead pregnant woman in the coffin, saying that he was unknown and was born a freak.

But I was very curious about him. He was timid and old. In addition, my parents were very open-minded. They usually respect Azhan's adoptive father and pity him for being abandoned by his biological parents at a young age. They encouraged me to be friends with him. So no matter how he refused, I always pestered him. (This is similar to you. Although you seem to be out of your reach, and I still don't know his true origin until now. I hope you can solve this puzzle.) Maybe he was too lonely. Gradually, he was not so arrogant. Although he didn't speak much, he didn't object to me talking nonsense around him. Since then, we went to school together, played together, and fought together every day, and it became more and more harmonious. By the way, when I was a child, I had a nickname called Hualuzi, which is the kind of child that people dislike dogs, and they were particularly annoying.

As a boy, you know, he is born to form cliques and swears. In addition, the school style is a bit like that, so there are fights and fights every day. Several senior students may think that Azhan and I are very annoying, and have been calling on our classmates to exclude our first-grade primary school students. If it weren't for Azhan's gritting teeth and thorny appearance, it would be difficult to mess with, we would have to eat a big and big fist meal in about three or five days.

The day before the summer vacation that year, I forgot about some trivial matters. Several senior students who were dominant in the school blocked me in the classroom while Azhan was away. They said that I was relying on the support of a monster and had no ability to fight them. I was so angry that I would fight one by one, so they asked me to go to the deserted house in the east of the town that night to compete for courage. Those who didn't go would learn to be a dog and bark at the school gate for three days.

It is said that before the liberation of the deserted house, there was a rich man's outer room and her two children living in the wild house. Later, they disappeared overnight for no reason. No one knew whether they were dead or alive or where they went. Anyway, the rich man did not appear again, and no one lived in the house. From then on, the deserted house became a strange existence in the town. Everyone was full of imagination about it, but no one dared to get close to it. Many years later, a brave man tried to move in, but either got seriously ill for no reason, or things at home would move unconsciously, so the haunted things there became more and more. Many people vividly said that they had seen ghosts flashing, women singing operas and children playing, and some even said that they had seen two vague children walking on the long streets with lanterns in the middle of the night, followed by a woman in gorgeous clothes.

Regardless of whether the people in the town really believe this, no one goes there to wander after nightfall, and even pass by the deserted house, they will never stop. Actually, I know the terribleness of the adults and believe it a little, but I am stubborn and refuse to admit defeat, so I stubbornly sneaked there and didn't bow my head all the way. The older children said that they had heard ghosts knock on the door in the middle of the night, and never heard people knocking on the door in the middle of the night. As long as I dared to go, I would be a hero.

In order to be this unspeakable hero, I went.

The other children were waiting under a big tree far away, and they could see if I had escaped. If a ghost came out, I could run away safely. And I walked over alone and trembled. The footsteps seemed particularly abrupt on the stone-slab street, making me feel that the footsteps were not mine, and there was something that followed me.

I trembled and knocked on the door, without any response except my breath. I knocked again, and it was still silent. Just as I was about to knock on the third time as agreed, I suddenly felt something moving on the door.

An abnormally rounded eye flashed through the big crack in the door!

I was so scared that I almost sat on the ground, but at this moment, the door opened silently.

A woman was standing inside the door. I couldn't see her face clearly in the darkness, but I saw her white teeth and felt her laughing, dead smile, gloomy smile!

Before I could come back to my senses, she suddenly stuffed a small note into my hand. The coldness of the dead and the smell of rotten leaves spread from my hand and my nose to my whole body, and then the door closed with a loud bang, as if it had never been opened.

I was frightened and turned my head and ran away. The moon was very good that night, allowing me to clearly see my own shadow - and another shadow next to my shadow. I looked around and there were no one following me, but there were indeed two shadows on the ground until I returned to the big tree waiting for my big children.

They didn't expect me to do this. What's strange is that no one saw the door of the deserted house had been opened, and they laughed at me for bragging, not mentioning the "heroes" at all. I didn't care about this "post ban". When everyone left, they ran home, afraid of waking up their parents, and they didn't dare to turn on the lights. They just saw the note that was almost kneaded by me in the strangely bright moonlight, and three words were written on it - hide and seek.

I don't know what that means. I was just shocked and scared, throwing the note out of the back window and then closing the window tightly. However, when I turned around, I saw the shadows around me again under the moonlight.

I was so scared that I hurriedly hid in the air, half-wake up until dawn. When I woke up the next day, I saw the note coming back to my pillow like my feet.

hide and seek!

These three words seem to have been traced with a red pen, which is clearer than the first night.

I picked up the note and threw it into the stove in panic, watching it burning to ashes. I wondered if it was an hallucination, but I felt the note jumping in the flames, as if it was very uncomfortable to be burned, and kept screaming at me - it hurts - it hurts - it hurts.

Think about it, I was only seven years old back then, and it wasn't me bragging. It was already very good that I was not scared to death on the spot. Why did I dare tell my parents about my naughty things? That day, my parents only doubted whether I was sick. Usually, thousands of people thought I had become a good baby. Not only did they not go out for wild sports, but they didn't even get close to the cooking fire. It was really weird. But they were too busy at work. Seeing that I had no physiological symptoms, they asked me a few questions and then went to work.

I stayed at home alone. Although it was broad daylight, I still felt that someone was following me, which made me run into the yard in the summer and exposed it to the sun. My neighbors all said that Wanli was crazy about this child, but in fact I wanted to confirm that I was the only one in the shadow.

But, there are still two shadows!

Although one of them was vague, and in the midday sun, I still saw another shadow snuggling beside my shadow, as if another head grew on my shoulder.

I was extremely frightened and tried hard to step on the extra shadow. In order to find its trace, I kept spinning around in the spot. The scene was like a puppy chasing its tail, making everyone laugh. But I was extremely frightened in my heart, and I didn't understand why people couldn't see me with two shadows.

At this time, Azhan came to me, and then I remembered that because his father was going to go to the neighboring town to do something, he was afraid that he would be late and did not want him to stay at home alone, so he discussed with my parents and asked him to stay at my house today.

When I saw him, I was so happy that I thought that someone could finally discuss what happened last night, but who knew that when he saw me, he rushed over and slapped me hard. I was already frightened to anger over the two shadows, and now I was so awesome, so I rushed over and fought with him.

He didn't resist my punches at all, and he kept hitting my head while being beaten. I was so angry that I even bit him. The neighbor's admiral separated us and taught us a few words, but we were still twisting until we entered the house.

As soon as I entered the room, I shouted at him: "Why hit me?"

He said, "Your soul is about to run out, I'll help you in!"
Chapter completed!