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"Is it okay to stay at my place tonight?"

"My family doesn't care about me anyway, nor will they look for the phone."

"It doesn't matter to me either."

"Alright then, we'll keep fighting tonight. Oh yeah, let's have a bet."

Duan Xiaoxuan rolled his eyes, "Whoever loses will go out to hunt bugs."

"It's so dark, why are you catching bugs?"

"Give it to someone to eat?" He laughed, proud of his idea.

"Good, good, good." The youths shouted in unison. After a quick meal, he went to play games in the house. When the clock struck one, the outcome was decided.

One of the boys who had been playing the game and not taking part in the abuse jumped out of the window with a flashlight in his hand and ran into the dark wilderness.

The flashlight flashed for more than half an hour before he returned with the bottle. It was filled with earthworms and grasshoppers.

Duan Xiaozhong locked the door and pulled open the basement board with the other boys.

"We've come to bring you dinner." He cried out softly, his voice like the call of a devil

The girl on the ground stirred and began to sob softly. She whispered, "Thank you."

When she turned on the light and saw the bottle in the boy's hand, she cried out in alarm and shrank back. Help! "

"Shut your stinky mouth and don't scream." As he spoke, he pressed the cigarette butt against the girl's leg.

Ah!

"Smelly bitch, still calling." He began to beat up girls.

A few boys shouted from the side, "F * ck her! F * ck her!"

Duan Xiaoxuan stripped off the girl's shorts and tried to rape the girl in front of the boys.

"Give me the bottle." "Eat it!" he shouted, throwing it in front of the girl.

"No." The girl curled up into a ball. "Let me go, or you'll all die."

"You still dare to threaten me?" Suddenly, Duan Xiaoxuan became furious. He rode on top of the girl and forcefully turned her head, trying to pry open her mouth.

"No!" The girl screamed, kicking her feet on the floor.

"Still not coming to help?" Qiu Zhiwei shouted.

A few boys held the girl down at the same time.

Duan Xiaoxuan pinched the girl's cheek and poured all the bugs into her mouth, then he taped her mouth shut.

The boy's father went home and knocked on his son's door.

"What!" "Sorry," the boy called back from the room.

"How can you talk to laozi like that?" The man scolded Duan Xiaoxuan, "You useless trash, I'll take care of you and take a look at your results."

"Get out of my way, don't bother me."

As the man pounded on the door, the woman heard the sound of someone coming down from upstairs and hurriedly tried to pull him away. "Forget it, our son is already asleep."

"I heard a sound in the house."

"How old is he? At most, he's playing games. It's his holiday right now. Let him relax." The woman pulled the man away.

Duan Xiaoxuan's parents had heard the noise a few times, but they had never forced their way in.

Just talking about him through the door.

They forced her to eat shit, many times, and beat her. He used the kitchen knife to slice open her face.

Pour lighter oil on her legs and light it to watch her scream.

When he was tired, he abandoned her in the basement and went out to play. When he got home, he continued to humiliate her.

The girl had been locked up in the basement for ten days and had been sentenced to a more brutal punishment than the concentration camp.

When the girl was on the verge of death, they began to think of a way out.

"I won't tell anyone. Let me go, I won't call the police."

"How is that possible? Others would ask you about your injuries, but what did you say?" Shut up and throw firecrackers into your mouth. "

"Why not bury it in my family's yard? It's my family's private property, no one will come investigate." Duan Xiaoxuan suggested.

"If they turn into bones, no one will know who they are."

"Yes, burn her clothes.

Several boys were discussing her death in front of the girl.

and strip her naked. She took out her clothes and burned them and shaved off all her hair.

"Don't kill me, please." The young girl lay on the ground and tugged at the corner of his pants, begging him.

Several youngsters took advantage of the darkness of the night to dig a large hole at the back of the yard. They threw the naked girl into the hole and threw her schoolbag into it as well, burying it just like that.

"Why don't we go for lunch tomorrow?" Duan Xiaoxuan washed his hands and shouted to his companions in the room.

"Sure, see you tomorrow." The youths said their goodbyes and went home.

Duan Xuan fell asleep sweetly, as if he had dealt with a huge problem.

A young girl stood outside the window with wounds all over her body, staring at the youth. Under the moonlight, her face had turned a deep blue.

As if awakened by a nightmare, the boy sat up, saw the girl outside the window, and screamed.

She ran upstairs barefoot, "Mom! "Save me!" He cried like a baby.

The man and the woman sat up together and opened the door. "What's the matter, son?"

The boy climbed onto his parents' bed, pulled the covers over him, and shivered.

"Son …"

His mother had not finished talking when the door suddenly opened with a creak.

"You go and see what's going on?" The woman patted the man.

The man got out of bed impatiently. "In the middle of the night, crying and screaming like a girl, whose seed is this?"

He went to the door and closed it behind him. Suddenly, he heard music coming from downstairs.

"My stereo?" The man muttered to himself. He also felt that something was off.

"Don't go to dad, there's a ghost." The boy shivered to dissuade his father.

"Tsk." The man rolled his eyes at his son.

He opened the door and went downstairs.

Duan Xiaoxuan lay on the bed wrapped in a towel. His eyes suddenly opened wide, but no sound came out of his mouth. He pointed at the window.

There was a small terrace outside the window on the second floor. The curtains were drawn, and a figure could be seen on the curtains.

A bald head, a thin body.

The figure grew larger and larger as it approached the window.

His mother turned around and saw him, "Who's outside?!" she cried, getting up and turning on the lights.

The figure disappeared.

"Qingchun, Qingchun's house is filled with thieves." "Lock the gate alarm."

"Got it." The man replied in a low voice from downstairs.

After locking the door, the man went back upstairs, glared at the boy, and fell asleep on the bed.

The woman turned out the light, and the three of them huddled together on a large bed.

"Dong, dong, dong." Three clear knocks came from downstairs.

The three of them simultaneously opened their eyes.

Thump, thump, thump. Three more sounds.

"Daddy, don't open the door." The boy cried out to his father.

Ignoring the child, the man got up and went downstairs, picking up the clothes pole in the room.

When he reached the door, he hung up the anti-theft chain and looked out of the peephole.

The porch light was on, the yard was empty, and only the shadows of the trees could be seen on the path.

There was not a single Ghastly Shadow.

"Damn it." The man slammed the door and set the key.

Just as he reached the stairs, he heard the alarm go off, and when he looked back, his heart went cold. The door was wide open, and the chain lock was swinging as if mocking him.

He stood on the stairs and looked around. Even the air had become strange.

He descended the stairs again, wondering if he hadn't made it in time.

He closed the door again and carefully locked the password. The chain was hung.

He had just taken two steps back when a cold wind blew — the alarms went off. He turned his head and stared at the wide open door, as if there was something in the air that was looking back at him.

He walked slowly to the door and looked outside. No one was outside.

Closing the door, the glass window clearly reflected the furnishings in the hall.

As he looked back, he caught a glimpse of a figure clearly reflected in the glass.

"Who is it?" he cried. The figure disappeared.

"F * ck, I really got into trouble today." He stood in the hall and made sure that the door would not open again before going upstairs.

After turning off the lights, the few of them lay down.

The bedroom door opened a wide slit.

Someone was running up and down the corridor outside the door.

"Wow!" The woman burst into tears.

"Let's go out and stay. We can't stay here anymore."

The man turned on the lights in the room and stared at the boy. "What the hell have you been doing at home these past few days?"

"Nothing?"

The man slapped him in the face, "You are my son, I don't know what are you doing with your tail sticking out? "Speak."

Duan Xiaoxuan hid behind his mother and looked down at his father. "It's just …" Too much playing... She's dead.

"What?" The man jumped up from the bed. You're still saying it's nothing? Did you eat the heart of a bear, the heart of a leopard? The Public Security Bureau was opened by our family? "

"Where is he?"

"Dead."

The man slapped Little Xuan's face, "Corpse! Something whose mind is not working. "

"Buried in the backyard."

"No wonder you keep pestering us, you don't do anything bad and you don't look like one." He poked his son in the head.

"We can only hand you over to the police. You haven't reached adulthood yet and you're still in the junior high."

"No, Dad, I don't want to go."

"Father of the child, we only have this one son. If we send him to that place, it will all be ruined."

"Didn't you always send him abroad to study? I agree, okay? "

The man fell to the ground like a defeated rooster.

"Tell me what happened."

Duan Xiaoxuan recounted the whole story briefly. The man clenched his fist several times but didn't land it on the boy.

Outside the window, a pale face was pressed against the glass, watching the family silently.