In my view was a narrow staircase.The stair rails were rusty, covered with dust, and sticky to the spider web.There were small white, red ads on the gray walls and steps.Someone was walking in front, and I could only see his legs.Look at the trousers and guess that this person should be a man.

The footsteps of the two men reverberated in the hallway.

In the middle of the two floors, turning, I saw the man’s appearance.It is still a kind face, but for a while people can't remember who it is.

The line of sight deflected a little, and saw the bicycle abandoned in the hallway, old and dirty, and a pile of small advertisements and garbage was stuffed with the basket.Those flowers and green advertising paper stained with sticky smudges, and I don't know what it was, disgusting.

The heartbeat is somewhat disordered, the body is moving, carefully avoiding the bicycle, and continuing upward.

I wanted to separate from the object of this possession, but just like Yang Yang at that time, I couldn't move at all.

I began to doubt my current state.

Have you had a dream twice?

Then again, Yang Yang soon died suddenly after encountering a ghost, where did she dream?

Is it a light before death?

Something seems to be wrong.

I was thinking, from the fixed field of view, what I want to discover, but only the stairs and legs that are repeated.

I don't know how many floors, I saw only two residents on a floor, and I didn't write the room number.The meter is placed between the two families, the iron box is covered with gray, the glass window is blurred, and it is barely able to see the number of the electricity meter inside.There is still no floor on this, no room number.

The doors on both sides are old, not new anti-theft doors.Each family has an iron door and a wooden door, and the styles are different, but it can be basically determined that it belongs to the product of the same era.

The sixth village of workers and peasants is an old community, some residents have renovated the house, and some have not.There are old doors there too.

The lights here are not yet voice-activated, and there is a switch mounted on the wall.This proves that it is not a household problem, perhaps the time of the dream itself is in the past.

The footsteps of the people I attached to them have not changed, but the heartbeat is slightly faster, but the man in front has slowed down significantly, gasping, and the footsteps have become heavy.

I began to remember the man’s looks and tried to think about where I had seen him.

Dreaming of Yang Yang's experience, I spent some time comparing this man's face with the old face that was often rich, and recalled the appearance of Changying, confirming his identity.

This is the big brother who is often rich.

What I am with now should be permanent.

Why constant?

I had more doubts.

The usual footsteps suddenly stopped.

I have a pair of feet in my vision.The feet stood on the stairs on the upper floor, always slightly sideways, and after seeing the feet, it was difficult to look at the narrow stairs, and look at the dirty garbage piled up on the platform above.

There are not abandoned bicycles, but shelves, pots and other things, as well as vegetable baskets, plastic buckets, pots and other garbage.There seems to be more unknowable than a bicycle that can be seen clearly at a glance.It was as if he could hear the sound of the pots, the worms or mice in the pot.

The man in front of him had gone up and didn’t stop.

The woman on the upper floor was also down, and did not stop.

They are often in a difficult situation.

This kind of embarrassing, is the little girl's mind, do not want to touch dirty new clothes, disgusted with disgusting dirty garbage.

Her heart beat faster, as if because of the disgust of the garbage, but the heart beat faster is not normal.

Pounce through...

Dozens of times faster than her slow upstairs, the pulsation of the heart passed along with the blood vessels to her limbs.

Oh, hey, uh...

The woman's high heels walked the last two steps and stood on the corner of the stairs.

Chang Ying saw that the woman stood still, and her father had passed by and went up the stairs.Chang Ying took a few steps, also to the corner, to pass by the woman's side, looking up, she saw the woman's face.

My heart beats slower than usual, but faster than usual.Seeing the woman's face, I chuckled in my heart, and my fast-beating heart missed a shot.

The woman grinned at the usual grin.

Always, just to smile with the same goodwill, the muscles of the cheek have just touched, the cardiac arrest, eyes are wide, staring at the woman in horror.

Kah!

The woman's broken neck spewed out blood, blurring the constant line of sight.

There was also a blood red in front of me.The smell of blood passed on to my brain.

“Ah!”He screamed and subconsciously stepped back.

I suddenly felt weightlessness.

The pain came.

The blurred line of sight of blood continued to shake and change, and the head, hands, and back were successively hit.

“The Ying!”The man stood high, looked down in amazement, turned and went downstairs.

It seemed to be because he had hit the woman, the woman’s arm flew out, her stomach cracked, and the internal organs poured out.Her body flew down the stairs.

Chang Ying's father ran fast, and his figure blocked the woman, but in an instant, the woman penetrated his body, smashed on Chang Ying, and attached it closely with her.

The mind was blank, only the panic was left in the heart, and the whole person collapsed on the ground and remained motionless.

The two of them face, their bodies.The woman's cold body and hot blood made the constant involuntarily start to shiver.

My vision is occupied by the woman’s eyes.Those eyes were dark, and there was a strange red in the black.

They say that the eyes are the window to the soul.

From those eyes, all I could feel was malice.

And in the Ao Ye Lingxiang office feel the same kind of malice is different, the office is creepy strange feeling, this woman gives me the feeling is like an ordinary evil.

Her hand touched her cheek, followed her jaw, and touched her neck.

Her father had already come downstairs, crouched beside Changying, and asked her how she was.

There is no sound at all.Her heartbeat had not recovered, and her body seemed to be bound, not only unable to move, but unable to even remove her eyes.

Her father picked her up and hurried down.

Blood, internal organs, cold women's ideas are stripped away, but the feeling left on the body still makes it impossible to move.

Her heart never recovered.

Chang Ying's father hugged her downstairs, always Ying's face, and looked at the woman on the stairs.

The woman slowly got up from the ground, and the head at the back of 180 degrees seemed to be pulled by something, and returned to its normal position, the wound in her neck was healed, and no scar was visible.Her other injuries are also recovering.But I don't know what happened next.The stairs blocked the usual view and blocked me.

The vision continues to move, the scene changes.

The constant heart never beats again.Her eyes did not close for a moment.During the rescue process, the vital signs of Changying disappeared completely.

I felt nothing but nothingness, and the shadowless lamp in the operating room became a faint sunlight in the morning.