After dinner, Xu Qingzhi went to wash the dishes, and Lin Ting gained a moment of freedom.
She pinched the flesh in her belly, which was empty, like a balloon inflated.
Lin Ting couldn't tell for a moment whether he was possessed by a ghost or infected.
now. All the plot is missing is one piece of the puzzle, which doesn't sound difficult. But now, Lin Ting's every tiny movement was under Xu Qingzhi's surveillance.
Those small eyes in the darkness are his ubiquitous surveillance probes.
She had to get some water.
When Lin Ting was thinking about how to get the bottle, Xu Qingzhi came over.
"Listen, do you want some milk?"
Xu Qingzhi, wearing an apron and holding a cute pink mug in his hand, walked to the table and asked her.
"good."
Lin Ting nodded and held the cup filled with hot milk in the palm of her hand. The hot touch spread to her skin. Lin Ting took a sip. It was very sweet.
Xu Qingzhi did not wait for her to finish her drink, but continued back to the kitchen to deal with the tiny stains.
When Xu Qingzhi wasn't paying attention, Lin Ting rinsed the mug in the bathroom, filled it with another glass of clear water, and then placed it on the dining table as if nothing had happened.
Xu Qingzhi came out of the kitchen and saw that the mug on the table was filled with water. Something strange flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes to look at Lin Ting.
"What's wrong?" Lin Ting's heart tightened and she asked.
Xu Qingzhi shook his head as if nothing had happened and opened the door to the study.
Lin Ting looked in his direction. At this time, the background wall of the study had become dark, and only a few drawings that she had never seen before were placed on the wall.
She seemed to feel a strong attraction and shouted to let her pass.
Lin Ting stood up unconsciously and walked stiffly towards the study.
Xu Qingzhi was sitting in front of the desk, holding his chin with interest, waiting for her to approach.
Lin Ting's eyes scanned every painting in the study.
At first, it was just a landscape painting with clear water and clear water. Later, blurred figures gradually appeared, and then became clearer and closer, until the last painting.
In the huge canvas, a dead girl lies in a clear stream, with black insects biting her body. There was a smile on her lips, as if she had finally escaped from this sinful world and gone to a worry-free paradise.
Lin Ting caressed the girl's face that was still wet, feeling that she was both familiar and strange at the same time.
"Click."
The door closed automatically, making a sound in the silent environment.
At this time, the room was dark, with only the eyes of the person in the painting shining faintly.
"Ting'er, have you remembered everything?"
A cold touch touched her cheek, but she only felt numb.
"What?"
The magnetic voice chuckled lowly, and then, a sharp sound sounded like nails scratching against glass, as if it was about to pierce her eardrums, making her heart tremble.
"Lin Ting, save me!"
Lin Ting slowly turned around and saw two tears of blood flowing from the eyes of the girl in the painting.
It's like the death scene in a horror movie.
"Who are you?"
Lin Ting didn't move, his heart seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he asked in a low voice.
The woman in the painting did not answer, but suddenly opened her eyes, revealing her completely black eyeballs, staring at her through the canvas.
"I... am you!"
The woman seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and her voice was awkwardly out of tune.
At this moment, Lin Ting's heart felt like a needle pricking her.
She immediately realized that she was infected.
Lin Ting frowned tightly, no longer hesitated, and picked his palm hard, stopping only when he felt pain.
She looked at the painting again, and the smell of corpses suddenly rushed into her nose, making her take two steps back.
The painting looks exactly like the original one, but the woman’s face is really Lin Tingzi’s!
Damn it, when did she get infected?
Just as Lin Ting turned around in annoyance, she met Xu Qingzhi's thick and cold gaze hidden in the darkness.
"Lin Ting, don't you understand yet? We have made a promise before God and we will be husband and wife for the rest of our lives. Even if you die, it will never change."
died?
Lin Ting felt a "click" in his mind, and the last piece of the puzzle finally came together——
The original wife and Xu Qingzhi were indeed a harmonious couple, and she was the only source of inspiration for the painter Xu Qingzhi.
But one day, a fire devoured her original appearance. Xu Qing knew that her talent was exhausted and gave up painting.
As a wife who was proud of her beauty, she finally chose to commit suicide because she could not bear the sudden changes in life and her strong inferiority complex. And in her belly, there was a newly formed baby.
This is why Lin Ting can always see an embryo-shaped baby crawling towards her.
It wanted to go back into her belly.
As for the cause of the fire - it was probably because of Aunt Li.
Every time Xu Qingzhi saw Aunt Li, he showed a very disgusted expression, and Aunt Li seemed to be very afraid of him.
Aunt Li caused his beloved wife to be disfigured and even die. He could not let her go easily.
People with paranoid personality disorder like Xu Qingzhi have determined that it is almost impossible to change an opinion. He will not even think that his neglect has chilled his wife's heart.
He killed Aunt Li, threw the head in the refrigerator, skinned it to make a canvas, and left the body in the kitchen to rot.
That's why there are so many rats in the kitchen.
Lin Ting thought about this, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his back.
If this is the case, then what she has been facing is a madman who wants to keep her at all costs!
Because of the rules of the game, even if she figured everything out, she still had to survive the night to pass!
Xu Qingzhi was very smart and sensitive. He seemed to be aware of her little thoughts very quickly. It was impossible for him not to see that she wanted to escape.
Lin Ting's heart beat like a drum.
Xu Qingzhi lowered his eyes, seemingly unaware of the change in her gaze, and had enough time to twist the crooked wedding ring. His face was expressionless and he couldn't tell whether he was in good or bad mood.
"I'm a madman, I'm a pervert, I deserve to die...but I just want to be loved, is that wrong?"
"A person who strives to grow in the dark will not become a madman if he has never seen the light."
Xu Qingzhi's voice was calm, but Lin Ting knew that this was the prelude to the coming storm.
In the next second, the scorching flames began to engulf the house inch by inch, and countless charred insect corpses fell from the wall in large pieces. It was a scene of doomsday, as if it was going to burn her to ashes.
The strange smell of blood in the room came from the corner, and Lin Ting felt nauseated.
At this moment, the man's cold and biting voice came from all directions.
He released the misanthropy that could no longer be suppressed, and said with a mocking smile: "What a wonderful day."
"Watching a chained pet try so hard to escape is the most interesting thing, right?"
