Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 1110 Black Sunday ([-])

She didn't speak, just nodded.

I guessed: "Are you the only one who lives in this house?"

She nodded again, her tears flowed more violently, she gradually began to sob, and finally spoke, "Dad is very busy. I haven't seen him for three years since my mother died. The Filipino maid comes every week." Once at home, I almost forgot what my father looked like."

This was the first time I heard her say anything other than "Hello, teacher!" It was the words that this child had been holding back for three years.

No wonder she was always so lonely and closed herself off.

I pushed the hair away from her face and took out a few tissues to wipe away the tears on her face. I felt really sad for her, and I couldn't help crying because I felt sorry for her.

Fang Jinghe raised her red and swollen tearful eyes and said to me: "Gongsun Yuanhao and Han Li called me an illegitimate daughter that day, and called my mother a bitch and a vixen. They can call me names, but they can't call my mother. . I was angry and scolded them, "Why don't you die?" How did I know that they would die one after another the next day? What does it have to do with me if they died? If I were so powerful, I wouldn't even know they were dead. Thousands of times.”

"They may just not be able to accept the departure of Gongsun Yuanhao and Han Li for a while. I think one day, they will understand that what they did to you today was wrong." I touched Fang Jinghe's hair and said to her.

Fang Jinghe hugged the photo of her mother and burst into tears, "Mom, why don't you take me away?"

Fang Jinghe cried louder and louder, and the more she cried, the sadder she became. I was really anxious and took out a few more tissues to wipe her tears, but the sound of music suddenly came from somewhere.

I froze immediately and was horrified, "This, isn't this Black Sunday? Oh my God!" After careful identification, it was indeed the tune of Black Sunday.

I searched everywhere for the source of the sound. I was extremely nervous. There was obviously no stereo or radio in the room, but the tunes of Black Sunday were getting louder and louder.

Fang Jinghe cried sadly and ignored her at all. I shook her and said, "Quick, tell me where the sound comes from? Do you have a Walkman on you?"

She still ignored me, her eyes were full of sorrow, and she looked at a certain point ahead with tears in her eyes.

Cold sweat began to break out on my forehead, and I kept searching. Because the sound was vague and had no focus, it was difficult to determine the specific location of the sound. I almost searched the room and couldn't find it.

Gradually, I also felt a little blurred and my heart ached.

I calmed down and carefully identified the direction of the sound, and finally felt that the sound seemed to be coming from the bed.

But when he opened the quilt and pillow again, there was nothing inside. Looking at Fang Jinghe again, there was her schoolbag next to her.

I haven't found this schoolbag before. Could it be in there?

I quickly unzipped my school bag, and a cassette player was playing Black Sunday.

I finally found it. I took out the cassette player and was about to turn off the power of the player, but my eyes were so blurred that I couldn’t see clearly. I reached out and pressed the button a few times but couldn’t find it. My hand softened and fell to the ground.

Fang Jinghe was still crying, and the time passed by, and the fiery red flowers of the other shore appeared in front of my eyes, all over the room.

I knew it was an illusion, so I ignored it. I gritted my teeth and shook my head vigorously. Then I calmed down and tried to recall the scene of being intimate with He Kaifeng, his sexy thin lips and six-pack abs... There are very dirty and dirty pictures...

(End of this chapter)