Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 111: You Reap What You Sow
After Xiaoling closed the window, she returned to bed.

For some reason, she felt a little uneasy tonight.

But gradually, she became so sleepy that she fell asleep.

But suddenly, she heard a loud noise of a window hitting the wall, and she opened her eyes with a start.

How did you do it?

Is the wind so strong?
Xiaoling got out of bed again to close the window, but nothing unusual happened.

But this time, she stuck her head out of the window and took a look. It was indeed windy tonight, but it couldn't be this strong, right?
Xiaoling lowered the window bolt, and this time no matter how strong the wind was, it would not be able to blow the window open.

She clapped her hands in satisfaction, went back to bed, yawned and went back to sleep.

but……

With a "bang" sound.

Xiaoling suddenly turned over and got up. This time she finally felt something was wrong.

The window opened again...

She had clearly locked the door, so the wind couldn't have blown the window open.

No, something strange is happening.

Xiaoling reached out to the head of the bed, took a cross and held it in her hand. She curled up at the head of the bed, covering herself tightly with the quilt. This time, she didn't dare to close the door.

Suddenly, there was a "tick-tock" sound, and a drop of water fell from the ceiling and landed on Xiaoling's forehead.

Xiaoling shuddered with fear and looked up at the ceiling.

Why...is there a water leak?

She saw a large area of the ceiling that was soaked with water.

But as she looked at it, she was horrified to find that the area on the ceiling that was wet by water actually... looked like a human face!
Slowly, the watermark on the ceiling bulged out, and a lifelike face opened its eyes...

This is... Xiaowen? !

Xiaoling was shaking all over like a sieve. She was whimpering but couldn't even scream. Her pupils were dilating rapidly.

The ghost face on the ceiling suddenly fell down, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Xiaoling in one gulp.

"what!!!"

Xiaoling woke up suddenly.

She subconsciously touched her face and body.

Complete... I'm still alive?!
Is it a dream?

Xiaoling was sweating profusely.

She looked up at the ceiling tremblingly. Where was the watermark? Where was the dripping water?
It really is a dream...

She let out a sigh of relief.

I haven't dreamed about Luo Huiwen in such a long time, why did I suddenly dream about it tonight...

Xiaoling picked up the water cup on the bedside table and took a sip.

Her heart was beating very fast, not at all a sleeping rate.

As she put down her glass of water, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the window from the corner of her sight.

At this moment, the window was actually... open.

Xiaoling stared at the window in a daze. She remembered that she had closed the window twice.

Is it because this is all a dream?

Xiaoling suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, got out of bed, and went to close the window.

However, just as her hand touched the edge of the window, suddenly!
A pale green hand pressed on the back of her hand.

The biting cold made Xiaoling retract her hand suddenly. When she saw the pale green palm reaching out from outside the window, Xiaoling was scared to death.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The pale green ghost hand suddenly grew longer and stabbed into Xiaoling's screaming mouth.

Xiaoling's throat swelled up instantly and her eyes rolled back.

That horrible ghost hand actually stretched from her mouth into her stomach!

She was completely unable to make any sound, and she dragged her ghost hand out.

A pile of colorful organs were pulled out of Xiaoling's mouth and placed at her feet like garbage.

Xiaoling was not dead yet. She watched helplessly as a beating, bloody heart was pulled out of her mouth.

The intense fear made her completely collapse, her eyes went black and she lost consciousness.

However, the next moment, Xiaoling woke up from the bed again!
She opened her eyes, sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

Xiao Ling was almost going crazy. She looked around and cursed, "You want to kill me! Come on! I wasn't afraid of you when you were alive, do you think I'll be afraid of you after you die?!"

"Even if you kill me, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

"come!"

Xiaoling's eyes were bloodshot and she was screaming hysterically.

The window opened again.

But this time she didn't close the window.

Xiaoling already knew that Luo Huiwen's ghost had definitely come to her door.

"Dong dong dong..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Xiao Ling was extremely alert at the moment. She turned her head sharply to look at the door, picked up the fruit knife from the fruit basket on the bedside, and looked at the door tremblingly.

"What are you arguing about in the middle of the night?"

"Open the door for me!"

It's my mother's voice.

But Xiaoling smiled strangely.

Still want to trick me?

Is it Luo Huiwen’s ghost?

Pretending to be my mom, she tried to trick me into opening the door.

I won't be fooled, absolutely not.

"Did you hear me tell you to open the door?" someone started cursing outside the door.

"Get out of here!" Xiaoling also yelled at the door.

"You're a rebel! How dare you talk back to me? My whole family had to move away because of you, and you still have this attitude? Open the door!" The female voice outside the door suddenly became sharp and piercing.

It's a ghost.

It must be a ghost!
The corners of Xiaoling's mouth twitched. She was convinced that the person who had been asking her to open the door was not her mother.

"It's not open yet, is it?"

"it is good!"

The footsteps hurried away and soon came back.

Then, there was the rustling sound of a door opening.

It's a spare key...

The ghost is coming in!
Xiaoling was shaking violently all over. She was holding a fruit knife and staring at the door.

Don't come near me...

roll……

Get out!

With a "click", the door lock was opened.

A figure stood at the doorway with his hands on his hips, about to speak.

"Go to hell!"

Xiaoling was tortured by fear and dreams, and rushed forward with a fruit knife!

The knife stabbed fiercely into the neck of the figure in front of her, but Xiaoling was not satisfied. She pulled it out and stabbed it again, pulled it out and stabbed it again. In her red eyes, there was only the blood spurting out of the throat.

"Cough...cough..."

The middle-aged woman choked on blood and fell to the ground, covering her neck in disbelief.

Her daughter took a fruit knife and stabbed her neck, leaving it bloody. Although she tried her best to cover the wound on her neck with her hands, she couldn't stop the blood from gushing out.

She looked at her daughter resentfully.

This person...is really Xiaoling's mother.

Xiaoling has never been a good child since she was young, but...

When a minor has visible problems, she is often the one with the least problems in her original family.

The same is true for Xiaoling's family. Her father is a gambler and her mother is a secret prostitute.

educate?

What kind of education is this? What her parents taught her through words and deeds is all about gaining benefits by bullying others.

At this moment, Xiaoling looked at the woman lying in a pool of blood and smiled.

I know...waking up from bed again, right?
Luo Huiwen, you want to trap me to death in dreams, right?
Come on! I'm not afraid of you!

come!

Xiaoling looked around with resentful eyes, waiting to wake up from the bed again, but this time she found that there was no one.

Is there something left unfinished?
Oh……

correct.

Every time I wake up from the bed, I have to "die".

Xiaoling looked at her bloody hands and the fruit knife that was still dripping with blood.

Without hesitation, she picked up the fruit knife and stabbed it into her heart.

Xiaoling fell to the ground, her consciousness gradually becoming blurred.

But what I was thinking was...

I'll wake up from my bed again, I know...

But this time, it didn't.

A strange woman's face suddenly appeared on the wall, looking at her teasingly.

Blood foam came out of Xiaoling's mouth and her pupils gradually dilated.

Before she died, she had only one question...

who is she?

(End of this chapter)