Awoken in the middle of the night by knocking on the door outside.
I was so startled that I shivered.
"Honey, why is the door locked? Open up quickly!"
A familiar voice sounded from outside the door.
It turned out to be my husband!
I felt relieved and got ready to open the door.
Just as my hand touched the doorknob, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
My husband had just left on a business trip today; he said he would be away for a week.
It was absolutely impossible for the person outside to be him!
Then, who exactly is the person outside the door?
Looking at the cremator,
my husband's body turning to ashes in the raging fire,
my six-year-old son looked up, and timidly asked me in a low voice:
"Mom, did I cause Dad's death?"
I squatted down, gently hugged him: "No."
My son clung to me even tighter,
"Mom, did you cause Dad's death?"
I felt my heart contract violently in an instant,
a searing pain spreading throughout my whole body with my blood.
I picked up my son, wiped the tears off his cheeks,
"Also no."
I assured him by his ear.
In the third year after my roommate trafficked me to her hometown,
I had given birth to two children for her foolish brother.
And she, holding onto my boyfriend,
smiled and said I deserved it.
At dusk, in the dense forest, I was holding a homemade shotgun while my cousin carried two quails.
In the distance, there was a lake. Under the dim sunset, through the leaves, a silhouette could be vaguely seen.
“Look, what's that?” my cousin pointed at the "person" and said.
“Probably night fishing, not moving at all.”
“Doesn't look like a person, it's a bit far, can't see clearly,” my cousin said.
I squinted my eyes and looked closely, indeed I couldn't be sure if it was a person.
My cousin urged, “Fire a shot to check.”
“Are you crazy?”
“It's really not a person, and besides, from this distance, you probably wouldn't hit it anyway.”
……
In the end, I fired that shot.
I was "confident" in my shooting skills.
With a "bang," the birds in the forest were startled and flocked away, and the figure by the lake seemed to fall respondingly.
I broke out in a cold sweat, couldn't come back to my senses for a long time, and my cousin was also dumbfounded.
For the first time in my life, I hoped my shooting wasn't that accurate.
My wife died unexpectedly, and I wished I could accompany her in death.
However, at the critical moment, she pushed me towards another relationship.
Strange things started to happen.
The white candle that lights up every night at 4:44...
The nanny who seems human but is not...
All these are reminders that my secret can no longer be hidden...
When I was in high school, I opened my lunchbox and immediately saw toenail clippings thrown into my bowl.
Just as I was about to start cursing, suddenly, a girl screamed in horror.
“Aaaah!”
It turned out that the girl had opened her lunchbox, only to find a severed foot inside.
If a random stranger were to die, you could receive seven million yuan.
What would you do?
I didn't get the seven million yuan right from the start.
The story begins with the death of the first man.
Married to a rich and handsome city husband, he took me back to my rural hometown.
The smelly bachelor in the village smiled at me and said, "One yuan, one yuan."
My husband immediately shielded me behind him and told the bachelor to get lost.
But he didn't notice that my whole body had gone rigid.
I knelt down and kowtowed to the rich heir.
Otherwise, they would "be rude" to my fiancée.
I hated these beasts, yet I became their lackey, trapped in a bizarre and unfathomable scheme within a scheme.
Today is the Ghost Festival.
I suddenly received a video call from my ex-boyfriend, and he still looked as handsome as ever in the video.
But he has been dead for a year now.
The coroner conducted an autopsy, and I watched him being cremated with my own eyes.
Copyright 2024 Light Novel Netwww.lightnovelnet.com