Chapter 125 I, Jiang, only play with reality
"Actually." The little girl looked at Jiang Chen and said softly, "I live on the sixth floor!"
After she finished speaking, she stared at Jiang Chen, waiting for his violent reaction.
Jiang Chen was waiting for Su Ling's next words.
The two looked at each other in strange silence for more than ten seconds.
"Living on the sixth floor is your biggest secret?"
"Are you trying to say you're in great physical condition, climbing six flights of stairs every day without even getting out of breath?"
Jiang Chen couldn't help but speak.
"You don't know what this means?" Su Ling was surprised.
She stared at Jiang Chen and said in a serious tone, "Among the three buildings in the community that still have residents, the higher the floor, the more terrifying the residents."
"There's usually only one family on the sixth floor, and they're the scariest people in the entire building!"
Hearing this, Jiang Chen's expression finally changed.
"real?!"
"The higher you go, the scarier the residents become. It's so well designed. Each floor offers new difficulties and challenges, which keeps it from being boring..."
At first, seeing his expression change, Su Ling felt relieved.
The man in front of him finally showed some normal reactions.
But after hearing him mumbling to himself.
Her face turned red from holding it in.
I couldn't say a word.
The horror narrative that Xiaoyu had prepared seemed to pale in front of this man.
"But since you don't live on the sixth floor, why are you running down here so late at night?" Jiang Chen asked again.
Su Ling's eyes showed some complicated emotions: "It is precisely because it is night that I have to leave home. In fact, even if it is not night, I have not dared to go home for a long time."
"A terrible thing happened in my family."
"This story starts with my sister, Su Qiao. She's been different from the moment she was born."
"When she was over six months old, she spoke for the first time. It wasn't "Mom" or "Dad" that she called out. Guess what it was?"
Jiang Chen pondered.
The fact that a baby learned to speak terrified his family.
This proves that what she said must be more complicated and unexpected than ordinary people expected.
"Did she say any complex syllables? They weren't meaningless and could form a sentence or a noun?"
Su Ling looked at Jiang Chen deeply.
His analytical abilities can be as unnerving as his frantic behavior.
"Yes, she called out a name, Liu Xiufang, and repeated it more than once, with a smile on her face, and she kept looking at the door."
"We were all in the living room at the time, and from my sister's actions, it felt like there was someone standing outside the door."
"What's even more terrifying is that we only found out the next day that an elderly neighbor in the building next door had passed away. Her name was Liu Xiufang."
"I heard that she died around nine o'clock last night. This time is exactly when my sister started talking."
"My parents just thought it was a coincidence, and we all tacitly agreed not to mention it again."
"But as my sister got older, some of her behaviors became more disturbing."
"She doesn't like playing with other children. She often stays in her room by herself, yet she laughs happily. Sometimes she runs around, as if chasing and playing with someone."
"When she was six, she climbed onto the rooftop balcony by herself. Fortunately, a neighbor spotted her and shouted to alert my parents. In the end, she escaped unharmed."
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