usatvline Chapter 55: Mutation - C13
Chapter 55: Mutation - C13
Even the orange light couldn't conceal the girl's porcelain-white skin. She looked extremely well-behaved and likable. Although Anjiu had only met her once, he still had a deep impression of her.
But why is it so strange tonight——
Wait! I clearly met three people last night, which one of them impressed me the most? ! Why did you only mention her? !
Realizing the problem, Anjiu's scalp instantly went numb, and a chill rose from the soles of her feet, spreading through her limbs, sweeping away her body temperature and causing her fingertips to tremble constantly.
As if she heard a gasp in the evening breeze, the girl's eyelids trembled, and then she slowly raised her head and looked towards the main road leading to the gate of the community.
There were clusters of orange-yellow light, swaying shadows of trees, and leaves of bushes shaking in the wind.
No one was around.
She was stunned for a moment, then turned her head blankly, her eyes falling on her knees again.
In the dark, Anjiu exhaled the breath that was held in his lungs very slowly.
There is something wrong with this girl.
Because she never saw her blink from beginning to end!
Anjiu finally realized what the problem was. She remained motionless, looking out through the gaps between leaves and branches, and was highly alert and focused.
The sound of the wind gradually died down, and the rustling sound of the leaves gradually calmed down. In the eerie and heart-wrenching silence, the girl moved again!
It was as if a life-size doll had its head turned over, with the girl's delicate face fully appearing on her shoulders. Her beautiful eyes were empty and lifeless, and suddenly, she looked towards the bushes!
A series of shivers uncontrollably climbed up Anjiu's back, her vocal cords tensed, and she subconsciously held her breath.
The extreme tension made her feel as if her soul was split in two. In a trance, she seemed to be standing in the orange light opposite, and "saw" herself hiding behind the shadow of the bushes, curled up with a pale face. In her stiff and unable to look away, she could read the fear and anxiety when she was being chased in the past.
I also 'saw' the horrifying scene of the girl's head tilted 90 degrees to the side, but her body still facing straight ahead, as if she would stand up and walk over in the next second.
Bang—bang.
The chaotic heartbeat in the cochlea became louder and louder, and Anjiu's somewhat scattered mind was awakened again.
The tightened fingers slid across the palm, and the dampness seemed to become warm and sticky. The pale face of the man who died in the puddle in the alley appeared in my mind.
The bloody wound section and severed blood vessels are still clearly visible...
Anjiu's fingers suddenly flicked and he silently clenched the fruit knife.
She calmed down completely.
Through the gaps between the branches and leaves, she watched the girl's next move and looked into her big, empty eyes.
She is like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness. As long as the other party dares to step into her territory, she will surely rise up from the ground and swing out her sharp claws!
At this time.
despair--
blah blah.
The sound of thin heels tapping on the ground could be heard in a regular pattern.
The girl shifted her gaze from the bushes to the person who was coming.
"Shh! Why is there someone sitting here?!"
Judging from the voice, it was a young woman who must have just returned home from get off work.
"You scared me!"
The girl didn't respond, but she frowned slightly and pulled her calves back, looking a little restrained.
"You scared me! Why haven't you come home yet so late? Are you scared? Hey, sister is in a good mood today, which building do you live in? I'll take you home!"
As he was speaking, a figure quickly walked past Anjiu.
She was a young woman wearing a knee-length skirt, with long hair draped over her shoulders and the ends of her hair curled in a soft curve.
She walked up to the girl, squatted down, looked at her at eye level, and smiled faintly.
"It's not safe for you to be here alone. It's late. I'll take you there." The young woman's voice became much lighter, shortening the distance between them. In order to dispel the girl's concerns, she took the initiative to tell her her building number. "We should be going together. It would be even better if you get there first."
The girl hesitated for a while, and finally nodded slightly into her bright eyes.
"Great! Doing one good deed a day is like doing tomorrow's good deeds in advance!"
The young woman stood up, looked at the girl's head who was at her shoulder, smiled, and slowed down her pace.
The two walked away side by side, the street lights lengthening and shortening their shadows. The young woman's beautiful hair tail outlined a wavy shape in the shadow, jumping rhythmically, occasionally touching the girl's cheek, as if it was a little itchy. She tilted her head slightly and scratched her face for unknown reasons.
Three minutes later, Anjiu left the bushes and was the only one left on the road. She did not stay any longer and left quickly.
The rest of the journey was smooth without any accidents.
At the door of a noble family.
With a light click, the door opened smoothly. The room was dim, but with the light from outside, she could clearly see the entire room - it was exactly the same as when she left.
Anjiu gently closed the door, put the key back into the space, lowered his eyes to look at the clean floor, bent down to take out slippers from the hall cabinet next to him and put them on.
As her body sank into the soft sofa, fatigue came over her. She put her feet on the sofa and lay down flat. After the bones of Kara and Kara made a slight sound, her body was completely relaxed.
Anjiu turned his head and looked at the fresh chrysanthemums on the coffee table.
With the light from outside, you can see that the tips of the overlapping petals are light pink and purple.
Her eyes fell on the water in the vase, which was clear, perhaps having been changed the day before. Then she shifted her gaze slightly to look at the three photo frames placed on the TV cabinet.
Anjiu stood up and walked over. She didn't move the photo frame, but squatted down to take a closer look.
The photos show three states of life.
One photo of the hostess alone, one photo with her parents, and in the last photo, the man standing on the left should be her husband, and she is on the right. Both of them have their hands on the shoulders of the child in front of them, and the three of them are looking at the camera with a smile.
There is no other clutter on the table, and it can be seen that the hostess is a very tidy person.
Anjiu looked at it for a while, then stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
She had just looked downstairs and there was no one next door or downstairs. Only the light was on in the small bedroom upstairs, so she didn't have to worry about being heard when she walked.
The house has been renovated in an old-fashioned style for many years, with a simple two-bedroom layout. The kitchen is connected to the living room, with a glass sliding door as a partition.
With the addition of a small dining table and a refrigerator, the remaining space seems even more cramped. There is also a protruding flue in the corner, which takes up most of the window space. The entire glass window appears small and slanted, which is really unsightly.
But it greatly facilitates the storage of wine.
The rice cooker was placed on the countertop. Anjiu took it down and placed it next to the socket. He took out the inner pot and cleaned it. He then found a bag of rice in the corner and prepared to steam the rice.
Fill the rice to the maximum capacity and start washing it. Use the ancestral secret of using your fingers to measure the water level. When it is just right, wipe the water droplets on the bottom with a dry cloth. Put it back into the rice cooker and press the corresponding button. The rice cooker will start working.