The Villain Becomes The White Moonlight

At breakfast, everyone was discussing with interest the place to go today.

Xiao Lang's cell phone suddenly rang and he picked up the phone.

"mom."

"Well, I slept at the hotel last night. Everyone has a companion."

"What? Didn't you say it will take a few days to come back? Oh, so. Okay, let's go shopping today."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Lang said with a little apology: "It's better to take a stroll around the old streets around Shunping City today. My parents heard that you are here, but also rushed back, and asked me to Friends from college, have a good meal at home. "

Xiao Lang is the host, and everyone is naturally grateful for his parents' enthusiasm.

So today's itinerary is settled. For the time being, I will not go to the ancient village far away, but walk up the old streets of Shunping City.

In the afternoon, Xiao Lang handed over the rest of the trip to Tian Luo.

He said, "I'll go home and help first, lest my parents won't be too busy making a large table, and I'll tell them what you don't like."

Anyway, there was a local Luo Tianluo, and everyone was already familiar, so they decided to split the two roads, Xiao Lang went home, and the others continued to play in Shunping City.

Just as Xiao Lang turned to leave, Du Yan suddenly called to stop him.

Du Yan rubbed his temples and looked very tired: "I didn't sleep well last night, so I can act with you in the afternoon, so I can rest a little in your house."

Xiao Lang hesitated and said, "Are you planning to stay with me at my house this afternoon?"

Du Yan smiled: "If you find it inconvenient, I can go back to the hotel to sleep."

Xiao Lang quickly shook his head and hurriedly said, "Nothing, if you want to come, I'm too late to be happy."

So in the afternoon trip, the crowd was divided into two groups. Tian Luo and Xiao Lang's roommates continued to stroll the old streets in Shunping City, while Du Yan followed Xiao Lang back to his home.

Xiao Lang's home is in an old-fashioned neighborhood. His parents were employees of state-owned enterprises. All of the colleagues living in the community lived in a harmonious relationship with his neighbors, so his parents were too lazy to move elsewhere and stayed here.

This honest neighborhood is a small residential building of about five or six floors without elevators. The stairs are quite narrow and can only be passed by two people side by side at the same time. The corners are piled with residents' daily necessities.

The corridor was a bit dim, and the light bulbs seemed to have broken a lot. Xiao Lang, while leading the way, told Du Yan: "Be careful, there are too many things in the corridor. Don't trip over."

Xiao Lang's home is on the fourth floor. The anti-theft door installed at the door is quite new and looks a bit out of place with the surrounding environment.

Xiao Lang took out the key to open the door. The interior decoration is quite different from the dim corridor outside, which is quite modern.

Xiao Lang turned to Du Yan and said, "It looks okay inside, my parents just feel that living here are acquaintances, and they are kinder."

Du Yan nodded and lowered his head to put on the slippers handed over by Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang heard the movement in the kitchen and shouted, "Mom, the guests are here."

Soon someone came out of the kitchen.

Xiao Lang's good looks may be inherited from her mother. The middle-aged woman in front of her now, even if she is old, can see that when she is young, she must be a famous beauty.

Xiao Lang introduced: "Mom, this is my friend Du Yan."

Du Yan smiled and said hello: "Auntie."

Xiao Lang's mother smiled and nodded, looking very tempered.

Xiao Lang asked again, "Where is my dad?"

Mother Xiao said: "He went out to buy vegetables, you say hello to Xiaodu, I will prepare some fruits."

After speaking, Mother Xiao turned and walked into the kitchen. Xiao Lang led Du Yan to the couch and poured tea.

The sound of a kitchen knife falling on a cutting board soon sounded in the kitchen, and it was extremely regular.

Xiao Lang sat on the sofa and answered the questions from the kitchen without a word.

Xiao's question is probably how did you spend in school this semester? This time a few friends came to Shun Ping, playing well, happy, unhappy and the like.

Du Yan had a smile on his face, listening to the conversation between mother and son, but his eyes kept falling in the direction of the kitchen.

Perhaps Xiao Lang hadn't returned home for a long time. He was so excited to see his family that he didn't find it at all. The time for cutting the fruit was too long. The regular tuk tuk sounded for a long time, even if you cut ten watermelons, this time is far longer.

Du Yan glanced at Xiao Lang and finally spoke: "Xiao Lang, we are two of us now, there is no need to prepare too much, let the aunt come and sit."

Xiao Lang came back to his senses and found that his mother seemed to spend too much time in the kitchen. He said loudly: "Mom, don't be busy, now I and Du Yan, cut so many fruits and leave them for a while are not new."

There was no echo in the kitchen, only the regular sound of a knife cutting on a chopping board.

Xiao Lang thought his mother didn't hear it and repeated it again, but there was still no response from the kitchen.

Xiao Lang had a look of doubt on his face, stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Du Yan didn't say anything, only

Was quietly behind him.

In the kitchen, Mother Xiao is facing away from the door, and she is intently cutting things on the chopping board, and nothing looks abnormal.

Xiao Lang took a step forward, fearing that his mother would be scared to cut his fingers. Then he shouted softly again: "Mom, why don't you keep quiet ..."

"This, what is this!"

Xiao Lang's angle just happened to be able to see something on the cutting board. What greeted me wasn't any fruit at all, but a pile of unknown objects that rot so badly that they could not see at all.

Tuk Tuk Tuk's regular voice finally stopped, and Mother Xiao said softly, "Aren't you looking for your dad? He's on the chopping board."

After speaking, Mother Xiao slowly turned around.

Her hair was well-maintained, and her black hair tucked her hair neatly behind her head. She turned slowly, and the two at the door saw her side face first, then the whole face.

Xiao Lang was so frightened that he took a few steps back and forth, because the man's face turned completely blank.

No eyes, no nose, no mouth, nothing.

She watched the two people at the kitchen door open, but she didn't know where the sound came from, it seemed to be the belly and somewhere else.

The voice was full of love, and it sounded weird: "Baby, look at the stuff on the chopping board, do you like it? If you don't like it, mother will buy it for you?"

After asking, she held up the kitchen knife and walked over step by step.

"!"

Xiao Lang popped up from the sofa with cold sweat on his forehead. He covered his chest and took a few breaths, still feeling a little shocked.

"what happened to you?"

Xiao Lang looked up and found that Du Yan was sitting opposite him and looked at him with some questions.

"I, my mother ..." Xiao Lang stammered a few words, then got up and rushed to the kitchen.

There was nothing in the kitchen, no one and no rotten meat on the cutting board.

Du Yan followed him and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Xiao Lang returned: "Where is my mom? Have you gone out?"

Du Yan said strangely: "When we came back, there was no one in your family. You said your parents went out to buy food. Then we sat on the sofa and watched the TV. You fell asleep before watching it."

It turned out to be a dream. Xiao Lang pinched his eyebrows and thought of the strange dream just now. Is it because these two days are too tired, that is why he has such a weird dream.

The two sat on the sofa for a long time, and Xiao Lang's parents did not return.

Xiao Lang looked at the time and felt something was wrong, so he called to find someone, but again showed that the conversation was not in the service area.

Xiao Lang was a little anxious, he got up and opened the door, went to the door of the neighbor's house next door, and rang the doorbell.

The door opened was an old gentleman with a kind face. He smiled when he saw Xiao Lang: "Oh, Xiao Xiao, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Xiao Lang said, "Grandpa Zhou, it's been a long time. I want to ask, when did my parents go out today?"

Grandpa Zhou asked strangely, "Do n’t your parents report for a tour group and went out two days ago? I heard them say that they will be back at least one week later."

Xiao Lang felt more confused and confused. He thanked him and returned to his home.

"How is this going?"

Du Yan comforted him, saying: "The elderly don't have good hearing, maybe he didn't hear when your parents came back."

Xiao Lang nodded hesitantly, just at this time, his cell phone rang.

When he saw it, it was his mother who called.

Xiao Lang hurried up and asked, "Mom, where have you gone, why didn't you go home?"

Xiao Lang's familiar voice came over the phone: "Aren't you coming with friends? My father and I went to the countryside to buy some chickens. I did n’t have a signal there. You call back.

The expression on Xiao Lang's face only slightly relaxed: "I just went to Grandpa Zhou's house next door to ask. Grandpa Zhou's ears are getting worse and worse, he said that you never came back."

"Xiao Lang, what are you talking about? Grandpa Zhou next door passed away last month. Now the house is empty and no one lives!"

After hearing this sentence, Xiao Lang shook his hand and wanted to ask something. The phone seemed to be cut off because of a bad signal.

Xiao Lang looked at Du Yan in front of him, his face was a bit stiff: "You, you just saw someone next door?"

Du Yan only found Xiao Langqi strange: "What are you talking about?"

"That is, my mother said just now that Grandpa Chou next door passed away last month ..."

Du Yan smiled before him, and said softly, "Xiao Lang, what the **** are you talking about, what is your house next door?"

Xiao Lang only felt that the sound in his ears became more and more blurred, and Du Yan in front of him became hazy.

"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang. We have arrived."

Xiao Lang opened his eyes violently, and it was Du Yan's face that caught his eyes. The two were very close to each other, and he hurried back.

With a bang, Xiao Lang felt only a sharp pain coming from his head.

"..." Du Yan looked helplessly at Xiao Lang who hit the window. "What are you doing?"

Xiao Lang found out that he and Du Yan were still sitting in the taxi.