"Welcome to your moon, my heart,

A good man is me,

I am -- midnight horror broadcast. "

The woman hasn't come out yet,

At least everything seems normal in prison,

The annoying cicadas kept croaking outside the window,

Boss Zhou, who wanted to sleep and couldn't sleep, smoked all his cigarettes,

Only bored to turn on the car radio.

"Well, I'm kidding you. The movie version of love apartment will come out soon. Here I remind you that friends who like to watch this movie can go to the cinema at that time.

In addition, the story we bring to you tonight is my one-day trip to hell written by Xia Xie, a famous contemporary young writer;

In this story, Xia Xie shows us a fascinating picture of hell in detail.

At the new book press conference, Xia Xie said that when he was a child, he had a car accident and passed out for a few days. During those days, he had a long dream. He said that he might have gone to hell and then came back. Therefore, when he grew up, he decided to use his own pen to write about the customs of the hell he 'saw' to everyone.

below,

Let's tell this story for our audience friends:

'huangquan road is endless. On both sides of the road, beautiful and delicate flowers on the other side are in full bloom, swaying their posture;

All kinds of ghosts are walking on the yellow spring road,

Some are singing,

Some are dancing,

Some are crying,

Some are looking back,

People of all skin colors, nationalities and cultures have taken off all their coats and restored their most essential state here,

Only at this time,

Pride and Prejudice no longer exist,

There is no barrier between wealth and poverty... "

Hearing this,

Boss Zhou rolled his eyes,

Exclaimed:

"Stop writing."

Singing and dancing,

Why don't you let ghost messenger take you to have a feast together?

Zhou Ze turned off the radio and reached down to look for it. Unexpectedly, he really found a cigarette below. It should be the unlucky driver's own.

The one who looks intoxicated is probably sleeping on the roadside,

I don't know if I will catch cold.

I opened a pack of cigarettes and couldn't wait to smoke them,

Zhou Ze was suddenly stunned,

A feeling of palpitation suddenly came,

In prison,

What happened?

…………

library,

Prisoners and women,

The prisoner was still sitting on the chair,

Women are scared to retreat continuously,

His mouth kept asking in horror:

"Why, how, how..."

A smile appeared on the corner of the prisoner's mouth,

In the eyes,

There is a touch of profound memory:

………

that day,

It rained heavily,

It's still thundering.

Lightning flashed from time to time, followed by thunderous bursts.

He hasn't been home for three days because he is too busy to go home.

It is the Mid Autumn Festival,

There are many tasks and orders in the food factory, but these lists cannot be let go, because the orders for the Mid Autumn Festival can be worth more than one third of the orders of the whole factory in a whole year.

His mother-in-law left the factory to his son-in-law, which was his responsibility.

In the words of mother-in-law,

His father-in-law and brother-in-law are all stiff headed. She can't do anything except being a policeman. In her life, she doesn't expect them to know how to be flexible and leak some benefits to her family, so she can only make money to support her family.

Now the factory can only be managed by his son-in-law.

He is very attentive, really attentive, and tries his best.

The father-in-law's family, including his brother-in-law, treated him very well, and did not look down on his origin at all. Even when talking about marriage with his wife, they did not set any threshold or make any requirements.

So he can only work as hard as possible. Even for this reason, he has no time to write novels and no energy to realize his dreams. Moreover, the reason why he and his wife know each other is also because of the common interests and hobbies of writing novels.

But he doesn't regret it at all. Men always have to know what to undertake and what to give up.

Dragging a tired body,

Drive home,

This is my villa,

He never thought that he would live in a villa one day, not in a house built by himself in the countryside, but in a high-end villa community.

A good life is not only in front of you, but also in your own hands.

a beloved wife,

Children,

house,

cause,

It's all there.

After stopping the car and walking to the door, I remembered that my room card was left in the car, rang the doorbell, and waited for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

This point,

The children may have fallen asleep, and the wife may not be able to hear if she locks herself in the study if she is creating, because the study was designed to isolate noise.

But the nanny at home should come and open the door.

After ringing the doorbell several times, no one came to open the door.

I had no choice but to go back to the car, take the room card and walk back again. I opened the door with the room card.

He opened the door and entered the living room. He was stunned. On the floor of the living room, his wife and two children were tied there.

He rushed over like crazy, trying to wake up his wife and his children.

But they did not respond.

There are bruises on the wife and children, which seem to have experienced the torture of whipping, and most importantly, the three people have completely lost their breath.

The nanny is not at home. I don't know where she went.

This is a dream,

This must be a dream,

It must be a dream,

How could this happen?

impossible,

Absolutely impossible.

He didn't call the police, but silently untied the ropes from his wife and children and placed them on the sofa.

When people are hit violently, they often react like nerves.

call the police,

Useful?

His wife and two children are dead.

He didn't cry or shout,

Just silently looking at his wife and two children lying on the sofa.

After watching it for a long time,

Seeing his head turn white,

See yourself in a daze.

He went upstairs and went to the bedroom. He lay down, covered the quilt and pillowed.

This is a dream,

So tired,

When I wake up,

There should be nothing left.

He fell asleep,

In this case,

He really fell asleep.

And slept until dawn.

When you wake up,

He found that he didn't have a wife lying beside him. He walked to the children's room. It was summer vacation now, and the children didn't have to go to school. He was also very disgusted with letting the children go to any cram school too early, and let the children play at home. They were at the age of playing.

There was no one in the children's bedroom.

He suddenly thought of the picture when he came home last night,

He covered his mouth with one hand,

His eyes are wide open.

He dared not go downstairs,

He remembered that last night he put the bodies of his wife and children on the sofa in the living room. He didn't dare to go down. He was afraid to see this scene again.

call the police?

i 'm sorry,

I really didn't think about it, nor did I think about it.

Why call the police?

Is it to catch the murderer?

Where is the murderer,

My wife and children are still alive,

yes,

How can I call the police if they are still alive?

…………

More than a decade ago, in Osaka, Japan, a university professor lived with his wife's body for three years after her wife died in her sleep due to a heart attack.

During this period, he always felt that his wife was just asleep and not dead. He also bought an freezer to place his wife's body. At first, he announced to the outside world that his wife had broken her leg and was inconvenient to go out. Later, he said that his wife had gone abroad to study.

In this way, the news of his wife's death was concealed by him for three years under various excuses. Until his wife's father was ill and hospitalized, his mother strongly requested his wife to come back to see the old man. Finally, the professor's lie was broken.

The police and people rushed into the professor's house and found the body in the freezer. At first, they suspected that the professor killed his wife and hid the body in order to destroy the evidence.

But the professor always insisted that his wife was not dead and would eat breakfast and dinner with him and sleep with him every day.

When people around him kept telling him that his wife had died for three years, it seemed that a dream in his heart had been punctured.

The professor knelt down beside his wife's body and cried,

At this moment,

He realized,

His wife is dead.

Later, after the police investigation, the cause of death was confirmed because the body was well preserved, and the professor was excluded from the suspicion of murder.

…………

He dared not go down the stairs,

Why not?

He doesn't understand,

But I just don't want to go down.

He walked silently to the study,

My wife usually works here, and my wife's notebook is still on the desk.

His wife has always laughed at him, saying that when he used to create, he didn't like to use computers, but liked to use pens. He also used pens to express manuscripts to publishers and magazines, and finally asked others to return them and mark that they need to submit manuscripts by mail and don't accept pen manuscripts.

But he still insisted on writing stories with a pen, even if he finished it and then typed it into the computer, because he felt that the stories written with pen were emotional, warm, not cold, and more vivid.

His pen was bought on the stall when he was a child. It was his first pen, and it has never been broken. There is no brand and trademark, but it has always been able to use, and the quality is very good.

however,

Since he got married and took over the food factory of his mother-in-law's family, he has rarely used this pen to write his own story.

But he will transcribe the book published by his wife with a pen, transcribe it, and then slowly look at it. He enjoys this feeling and likes it.

He picked up the pen,

Open your blank notebook,

I picked up a book that my wife had just published "I love my family" on the desk.

In this horror story, the wife is based on her own family.

The fishy red cover font indicates that this is a horror novel.

Turn to the first page,

He began to transcribe sentence by sentence according to the title