I heard the woman’s gasping breath, and I heard the heartbeat in her body.

The view is a very high ceiling, some familiar ceiling.

Not the ceiling in my bedroom.

I move my body, separate from the woman.

It is a dream.

It was also a dream.

The woman was asleep on the couch.

There was the sound of news on the TV.It is the local news station, talking about the increase in the price of food.

The woman turned her head and looked at the wall of the clock.

She sat up on the couch and went to the kitchen.

She didn’t have to eat or drink, she needed it.

When Chu Ming was alive, he always worked, studied, and made some things like amulets during the day.They cook together at night.

The woman wondered if she should put Chu Ming downstairs.She could talk to Chu Ming while she was cooking.He is not a real patient and needs to be quiet.

The soup in the pot groaned.The woman cut the vegetables on the chopping board and made a rhythmic "ducking".

In this peaceful and quiet voice, a loud bang broke the original atmosphere.

The woman’s hand stopped.

When!

The sound was the sound of the door locking open.

The woman turned her head and clasped the knife in her hand.

The security in the village is very good, the neighbors are familiar with each other, many people grow up together, live here for a lifetime, and many people deliberately move to old age.

When!

This time, the door of the building was opened.

The sound of footsteps came from the porch.

Oh, huh, huh, huh, huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The woman held her breath and held the kitchen knife harder, blocking it from her chest.

The sand...

Someone was sitting on the sofa in the living room and turning the TV on.

“...all right!Passing through the middle!The middle road...”

The TV was tuned a few channels and turned into a football game commentary.

The woman’s breath was suddenly disturbed.

“The grass of yours!It’s not going to play football!”A violent drink.

The woman's hand trembled, and she almost did not hold the knife in her hand.

I could feel the fear coming from the woman.Her brain was empty.

It is obvious that Chu Ming did not completely destroy her ex-husband's soul, but may just send him to the land.

In a moment, the earth disappeared, Chu Ming's soul ran back, and the man's soul followed.

Women are trembling and can’t think.

Since I was attached to her and entered the dream, then she should be...

“Hello!Where's the beer!What about wine!”The man shouted.

The footsteps sounded again, and they kept getting close to the kitchen.

The woman took a step back and reached the cutting board.

The soup in the pot was still purring, and there was a good smell.

The man’s face appeared at the kitchen door.He has five coarse body types, hair, beard messy, turbid eyes, no drinking, but all with alcohol, looking at people's eyes is very uncomfortable.

When I fell asleep with a woman, the dream was generally different.

This is a very different person from Chu Ming.

He approached the woman.

The woman trembled and could not produce a rebellious heart.

She must have resisted this man before she died.She told Wu Ling that she wanted a divorce and tried her best to get a divorce.

But when this man dies, her resistance should become a complete fear.

Part of it is a despair of real life, and part of a fear of ghosts.

The same is true of her mood now.

I could feel her desperation and fear.

This time, no one could protect her.

“Damn you, can’t you hear me?”“The beer!”The man reached out and slapped the woman in the face.

The woman fell to the ground, the knife in her hand landed, and flew out.

“You bastard!This little thing is not good!Fuck off!What do you burn?Ah!"The man kicked her several feet.Looking up to see the domestic soup, the vegetables on the board, and the dissatisfaction is very kicking a few feet.

The pain is real.

The woman shed tears.

“Amin, Amin...” The woman whispered.

The man stooped, pulled the woman’s hair, and brought her up, “Who the fuck are you calling?”Who do you call!You are looking for a wild man!You bitch!”

The man beat her harder.

He looked like he was hollowed out by alcohol, and after a few punches, he panted.

He stood up straight, looked around, picked up the kitchen knife from the ground, "Here it is?"The wild man is here!Where did you hide him?Ah!Give it to me!Get out of here!”

He held the knife and went outside.

The woman raised her head in a panic.

Her eyes were swollen, her eyes were blurred, and her body was in pain.She climbed up and chased the man out.

The man was holding a kitchen knife and was already standing on the stairs.

The chairs in the dining-room were kicked down by him, and the teacup on the table was whistling him to the ground, and he was in disrepair.

He went upstairs while chopping the stair rails and walls indiscriminately with a kitchen knife.

“You stand still!Hold on!”The woman screamed.

The man’s figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

The woman rushed up and saw him go straight to the deepest room in the corridor.

“You stand still!Stand up for me!”The woman jumped over, was kicked in his stomach, fell to his knees, and vomited.

The man turned and went to the study, kicking the door open.

I saw the evil and evil in him.

Things made me feel too good.

From his appearance, to his beating of women and finding Chuming, it was too smooth.

The woman felt nothing, looked up and saw the man enter the room, and went crazy and rushed over.

The man raised his knife high against the hull.

“Oh, hey!”The woman made a torn cry, threw himself on the man, bit his ear, and hugged his arm.

The two fell to the ground.

Chu Ming still sat like that, like what I saw in the video, motionless, eyes not blinking.

In the process of fighting, the two men bumped into the rocking chair, and the rocking chair shook one after the other.

Chu Ming sat there safely, like a cold and cruel person, watching a farce.

The man was scratched by the woman’s face and bit off his ear.There are more scars on women.

The woman was thrown away, the back hit the back on the bookcase, the pain to curl up her body, unable to move for a while.

The man stood up, looked at the woman without expression, turned his head, and stared at Chuming.

“Stop... Don’t...Amin...Amin...” The woman wept and climbed hard to the man’s feet and hugged his legs.She was kicked a few times, spilling blood in her mouth, but she refused to let go.

The man, like a robot, repeated this movement and suddenly stopped.Two or three seconds later, he looked at Chu Ming again.

The woman looked up, saw the scene, and jumped up.

The waving knife was cut off on the woman’s neck.

Blood stinged on Chu Ming’s face.

There was blood on his face, and blood slipped from his body.

The man's sight was not on the woman, but at Chu Ming, without attacking again, as if it were a striking robot, standing still.

The woman's throat squeezed out the sound of exhalation, her hands gripping the man, and slowly fell to his knees.

I saw the eyes move at this moment.

He slowly lowered his eyes and looked at the woman on the ground.