There are only two reasons why the footsteps suddenly disappeared. The first possibility is that this person is actually a resident on the second floor. The first floor is the lobby, a place for dining and leisure entertainment, and no one lives there.
The second possibility is that this person was a thief who was about to break into the house and hid or ran away after hearing the sound of her coming downstairs.
When Sang Tianen thought of this, her heart suddenly rose to her throat. When she recalled the noise in the yard just now, a strange feeling came over her heart, as if there was a sharp sword hanging over her head, ready to fall at any time, making her uneasy.
The knuckles holding the phone turned white, and two little men suddenly appeared in my mind, shouting.
One of them frantically told her to go back, saying that curiosity killed the cat, while the other one asked her to go down and take a look, saying that there was nothing to be afraid of with so many people around.
Sang Tianen's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character. After an extremely intense ideological struggle, she decided to go downstairs to take a look. If she really encountered a petty thief, she could wake everyone up with just a shout. There was nothing to be afraid of.
Prepared herself mentally, she gently lifted her foot and lowered it slowly, walking down the stairs in a very careful manner.
She quickly walked to the second floor and subconsciously glanced at the doors of the residents' rooms. They were all closed, and they must be sleeping.
My eyes moved back to the stairwell below me. It was unusually empty and quiet, with dim lights casting a shadow on the beige tiles, just like some scenes from a horror movie.
Sang Tianen had no idea that being alone in a silent stairwell late at night could be so thrilling. If she had been a bit fragile, she would have been scared to death.
She took a deep breath, paused for a few seconds, and then carefully went downstairs again. All the horrible scenes she imagined in her mind did not happen. She walked safely through the hall and came to the small courtyard of her senior sister's house.
The yard of the senior sister's house is not big. There are many flowers and plants planted in it, as well as several Canglan trees. The faint fragrance of flowers wafted over, relaxing Sang Tianen's tense nerves a lot.
She turned on the lighting mode of her phone and waved the light around to look around.
There were indeed several broken flower pots, and the black nutrient soil spilled out, revealing the white roots of the plants. Sang Tianen walked to the broken flower pots, bent down and took a closer look, but found nothing unusual.
She thought it was probably some wild cats fighting, so she let out a sigh, thinking that she was really hallucinating because of staying up late, and she actually thought that the sound was made by a person.
In fact, if I think about it carefully now, it does sound a bit like the sound of a small animal. Perhaps it was because of the environment at the time and my own psychological suggestion that I assumed it was a human voice.
After realizing this, Sang Tianen showed a relieved smile on his face, and his stiff elbow, which had been holding the phone, also lowered.
A faint beam of light flashed across a Canglan tree, and in that inadvertent moment she caught a glimpse of a black shadow, a ghostly shadow hidden behind the tree.
He was dressed in black and wearing a black mask, his blood-red eyes were staring at her intently.
Sang Tianen's brain exploded with a bang, and all the blood rushed into her body. Before she could figure out whether it was a human or a ghost, the other party rushed up with a dagger held high in his hand.
Sang Tianen opened his eyes wide in horror, his gaze focused on the dagger... There was blood on it?
The black shadow pounced on her like a swift cheetah. Sang Tianen's body reacted faster than her brain. After taking a few steps back, she grabbed the other party's wrist with both hands.
The black shadow immediately punched her in the face with his other hand. The intense pain made Sang Tianen completely sober. A black mist gradually condensed in her eyes, and the strong taste of rust in her mouth made every cell in her body scream like crazy.
Suddenly, a black and white image appeared in my mind. A young girl was curled up in a corner, holding her head. A middle-aged man was punching and kicking her, swearing non-stop: "Damn it, you little bastard, you actually stole my money? Today, I must beat you to death, you little beast."
The girl clenched her teeth tightly and showed an expression of forbearance at first, but later she seemed to have lost the will to live. She no longer protected her head with her clenched fists and let them go.
The man was instantly pleased by her non-resistance. He stopped and said, "If it weren't for me, you would have starved to death on the streets. How dare you steal my money? You're such an ungrateful bastard, you little bastard! No wonder that bitch Li Fen doesn't like you. Damn it, you deserve a beating..."
The man cursed uncontrollably, and the girl, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised her head slowly. Her eyes, which used to be lively and lively, were now extremely dark, like a puppet with its soul taken away.
The man was stunned for a moment, then he said with a half-panting and half-sneer: "Okay, you've grown wings and dared to glare at me." Then he raised his hand and slapped the girl.
The girl's face was knocked sideways, black blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. She turned back and said in a calm, almost dull voice, "This is the prize money I won from the math competition, not yours."
The man slapped her again and cursed, "Fuck you! I took you and your son in, and you're eating and drinking for free, don't you have to pay?"
The girl lowered her eyes and stopped talking. The man pulled out his belt from his waist and was about to hit her as usual, but the girl raised her eyes again and slowly opened the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile.
The smile on the swollen and bruised cheeks looked extremely strange. The man couldn't help but be stunned, with his hand hanging in the air.
The girl suddenly asked in a strange tone: "The physics textbook says that forces act on each other. Why don't you feel any pain when you hit me so hard?"
"How the hell should I know? Have you become stupid from reading too much?" The man stared at her in disbelief, his voice inexplicably weak. The girl in front of him was too abnormal. Her reaction was different from other times when he beat her.
"My father is dead, and my mother hates me." The girl continued, a tear flashed in her eyes, but the next second her face suddenly changed, and she pounced on the man like a little beast.
The blade hidden in her palm stabbed into the man's abdomen fiercely. The girl said in a voice like a demon from hell: "So, let's die together..."
"Oh my God!" There was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and many people screamed out.
Yan Zheng pushed through the crowd with a pale face. He was sleeping in the room just now when a high-pitched and painful howl woke him up from his sweet dream. At first he thought it was an auditory hallucination, but the screams became more and more frequent.
He subconsciously reached to the side, but found nothing. His face lost all color and his heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar. By the time he came to his senses, he had already run down the room barefoot.
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