[Rebirth] Adoptive father!Raising a husband?

Chapter 23

The first night was safe and sound, but when the second night came, Qiao Qiu sensitively noticed that there were other people in the room.

For example, the leftover bowl of instant noodles in the morning should have been lying on the cutting board, but at night, Qiao Qiu searched for garbage with a garbage bag to pack it up, and threw it together when he took a walk after dinner, but he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.

And for several days in a row, when cleaning the house every morning, a pile of long, thin, black hair would be swept out on the floor.And this house, Qiao Qiu has never brought a female companion to this house.

There are too many strange things like this happening...

It made Qiao Qiu feel a little nervous, but he thought it would be too cheap to just walk away after all the money was paid, the landlord, and he was mentally prepared from the beginning, so he persisted.Fortunately, so far, another resident in this house has never bothered him.

This evening, as usual, I returned home from get off work.Compared with the cold weather outside, it is still much more comfortable at home.

Qiao Qiu rubbed his fingers that were red from the cold, and he was a little stunned when he slowly changed his shoes and walked into the room. There was a dark shadow outside the curtains. He thought it was the shadow of the nearby trees, but he didn't care.

Why do you keep covering the curtains, because Qiao Qiu is always worried about meeting at night and seeing something unclean, so he keeps covering the curtains tightly, so that he can feel at ease.

The phone on the table vibrated crazily. Seeing that it was Ke Yu calling, Qiao Qiu impatiently threw the phone on the sofa and let it buzz.

He took off his coat and changed into his home clothes, thinking out of sight and out of mind, so he turned off the wall lamp on the first floor, groped in the darkness, and came to the bathroom.Turning on the switch, warm water flowed into the bathtub. He tentatively touched the temperature of the water, took off his clothes, and lay comfortably in the bathtub to take a bath.

A few minutes later, the unusual smell in the air made Qiao Qiu slightly alert.

It was pitch black in front of me, but there was a strong smell of rust in the bathroom. What smell would be close to the smell of rust?

Blood... sticky red blood.

Thinking of this, Qiao Qiu struggled nervously and wanted to stand up.He fumbled for the edge of the bathtub with his hands, and the wet and slippery touch made him imagine some horrible scenes. He stood up with difficulty to wipe off the water droplets on his body, and walked out wrapped in a bath towel.

Stumbling according to the location in memory, he turned on the switch on the wall, under the light, his white palms were clean and there was nothing, but the smell was indeed smelt.

"If you are wronged, you have a debtor! Brother, I am also a miserable person, please don't hurt me..." Qiao Qiu shouted timidly towards the wall.

Of course there was no response, Qiao Qiu patted his face to calm himself down, maybe the smelly water was just the rusty water flowing from the pipes that had been in disrepair for a long time, and the weird hair was left by the people who lived before Yes, I didn't clean it myself.

After thinking about it this way, Qiao Qiu felt relieved.I took out the pineapple that was cut at noon from the refrigerator. When I brought it out, I froze. I stared at the perfectly cut pineapple in disbelief. There was actually a piece missing in the upper right corner.

At this moment, Qiao Qiu wanted to cry, but thought that it would be fine if it was a ghost with a lingering soul, but wouldn't it be more terrifying if it was a perverted murderer who broke into his house.

"Brother...you, do you still eat pineapples?" Qiao Qiu asked timidly.

With trembling fingertips, he stuck pineapple pieces into his mouth, and pressed the phone screen with the other hand, sending a short message for help.

After sending the short message, Qiao Qiu felt itchy on the back of his neck. Qiao Qiu instinctively stretched his fingertips towards the back of his neck, and what he touched was a fluffy and wet unknown object. He slowly grabbed it and held it in front of his eyes. A lot of wet dry hair.

How can this not be the error and coincidence of my own memory, which caused what happened.

His heart was beating violently and quickly, he put the plate on the table with trembling fingers, and silently walked to the door with his mobile phone, but no matter how hard he pressed the lock, he couldn't open the door.

At the same time, the carved iron door downstairs could be heard being closed, and the sound of the tightly wound iron wire rubbing against each other. Qiao Qiu immediately took out his mobile phone to call the police, but it was too late, and the mobile phone had no signal at all.

The wind whimpered outside the window, like a sobbing and crying baby, and the dry branches of the leafless trees waved wildly with the wind.

Qiao Qiu sat on the sofa clutching his phone tightly, observing his surroundings vigilantly. The spacious hall was completely a burden at the moment, and instead made him wonder where the other party was hiding.Trying to hypnotize myself, maybe I think too much, there is no ghost or psycho killer at all.

But the more he thought about it, the more worried he became. He could only hope that the person who received his short message would arrive quickly. Qiao Qiu shrank on the sofa and slowly turned on the TV.

Listening to the sound of the lively variety show on TV, the nervous mood was slightly relieved.After watching the show, Qiao Qiu turned around to get a glass of water and found that the shadow outside the curtain hadn't changed its shape in the slightest under the strong wind.

He shook his head, took out the instant noodles from the cardboard box while drinking milk tea, filled the hot water and ate up the plate of pineapple in the 5 minutes of waiting.

Qiao Qiu, who drank too much water, was embarrassed to find out that he wanted to solve the physiological excretion of an embarrassing problem.But at the thought of going to the bathroom and possibly encountering some supernatural events, Qiao Qiu still resisted sitting on the sofa, but the more he endured, the more uncomfortable he finally couldn't help it. He held a bare disk in his hand as a self-defense tool , went to the bathroom.

Satisfied with releasing the excess moisture in his body, Qiao Qiu pulled up his pants, feeling something wet dripping on the top of his head, and slowly moved his gaze upwards.

A face suddenly appeared in the field of vision without warning, and Qiao Qiu was so frightened that he sat on the ground paralyzed. After a while, he came to his senses, only to find that there was a mirror inlaid in the center of the tiles on the wall above his head.

The people inside changed according to Qiao Qiu's expression, and he was a little scary and weird in the foggy mirror.

"The landlord's hobby is really strange, hahaha..." Qiao Qiu wiped off his cold sweat, and laughed dryly, panting heavily, supported his weak legs with difficulty, and staggered out .

He sat back on the sofa, the instant noodles were ready, exuding a tempting aroma, he took out his fork and ate slowly.The mobile phone in his hand still showed no signal, but he fiddled with it unwillingly.

After flicking for a while to see the rapidly decreasing battery, Qiao Qiu put down the phone and took the plate and the leftover bowl of instant noodles. When he got up and was about to throw it away, he saw the dark shadow outside the curtains still standing there motionless. Qiao Qiu I finally couldn't hold back my curiosity, and suddenly opened the curtains, and the moment I pulled the curtains...

Seeing the pale fingers tightly pressed against the glass, the rotten bones were exposed.It moved up little by little until the transparent glass window clearly showed a ferocious purple face with black hole-like eyes staring at him viciously, and countless red handprints were covered on the glass.

Strange, stiff and squirming movements pushed the window open little by little, and the long black and wet hair dyed the dirty and clean window sill.

Qiao Qiu trembled in fear, and frantically smashed the porcelain plate in his hand towards the opponent's face. The porcelain plate burst instantly, cutting the scary woman's cheek. The cut wound turned outward, and purple pus slowly flowed out. .

The rude attack only made the female ghost pause for a few seconds. He watched the female ghost crawl towards him more quickly and weirdly. Qiao Qiu was so frightened that he fell to the ground and kept backing away. As a result, he hit the corner of the sofa instantly with a 'bang'. Weakly fell to the ground and passed out.

Seeing Qiao Qiu fall over, the female ghost sped up and climbed near Qiao Qiu, touched Qiao Qiu's cheek to confirm that Qiao Qiu really passed out.Grinning his teeth in relief and crying out in pain, he tore off the film tightly attached to his face with difficulty. Seeing that the film was still flowing with disgusting purple viscous liquid, the young man threw a corner of it in his own garbage in distaste. bag.

Throwing away the wet long hair on his head, he touched his smooth cheek nervously, and murmured: "Fortunately, my face is not injured. The quality of this mask is really good."

He took off the white robe he was wearing, moved his icy body, took out his mobile phone and happily connected it and said, "Boss Ke, my task has been completed, please deposit the money in the account, by the way! Boss, this Men's hygienic habits are really annoying. I helped clean up the instant noodle bowls and pineapple peels that were lost everywhere. This is a bonus service and it's free. Next time you have such a job, welcome to come again us."

The young man without a scary disguise, looks handsome, and the look of crying pain is even more cute, frowning, put down the phone and put it in the pocket of the jacket, bypassing Qiao Qiu and muttering dissatisfiedly: "Open the curtain earlier, I will save the money to buy cold medicine Oh, it's freezing to death in this damn weather, it's really hard to make money."

The boy rolled up his sleeves, organized all kinds of tools, cleaned up the scene and called another partner in the room, "Aze..."

"This." Another boy with blond hair stood behind him and responded.

"Wow..." The boy cried out in fright.

The blond-haired boy patted the boy's head in dissatisfaction and said, "Keep your voice down, he'll be fucked if you wake him up."

The boy glared at the person who probably scared him, and said angrily: "No, he will wake up for at least an hour."

"Did you eat the pineapple?" He asked while wiping the window that was stained by the boy with his hand.

"I ate it. Who knew he would remember it so clearly? By the way, if we leave him here like this, will it make him sick?" The young man looked at Qiao Qiu who was lying on the ground worriedly. People who eat with handicrafts do not want to kill themselves for money.

"Have you forgotten the purpose of our play? Isn't it for the hero to save the beauty? Pack up and retreat."

"Oh..." The boy followed behind the blond boy with a bunch of tools and closed the door.

Poor Qiao Qiu lay quietly on the ground, waiting for the hero to rescue him.