"It's really not very convenient." I smiled faintly. The girl's words became more and more, and she could even explain a few words in the room. It seems that she has not had a peer chat with her for eight years, which really makes her uncomfortable.

After dividing the room, we went to the restaurant for a big meal. I was a victim of a car accident and naturally had no luggage, let alone a change of clothes. Ni Niandie seemed very excited, her beautiful eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and she took me to buy a few pieces.

My uncle talked and laughed so well in front of his daughter that he became mute and paralyzed as soon as he was alone with me. It's hard for me to get used to it. During this period, I was bored and tried to talk to him, but I failed. He treated me like nothing at all. As for my aunt, I think she's more like a living puppet. Wherever she is placed, she can stand motionless, exactly like a performance artist. I'm not even interested in talking to people who lack this kind of affection.

As soon as I got back to the hotel, I went back to my room. I looked at the phone in my room, picked it up, and finally put it down again with a sigh. Now what if I inform Li Nuoyi, she knows that I am still alive, and she will definitely be eager to find her. Who knows if it will put her in the same miserable situation as me?

Let's wait a little longer, and I'll contact her later, when I have some clues. It's the first time I've encountered such a completely powerless event, and it's a real headache.

I sat in front of the window of my room and watched the night lights of the small county town dimly lit up. This is not a real plateau, the altitude is only more than 3,000 meters, but the air is not the same level as the big city, fresh and cold, the sky without clouds and fog has bright stars twinkling and shining, which makes people fascinated.

I tried to organize my thoughts, but I found nothing. Sure enough, it's because there are too few clues. It seems that it is necessary to dig out all the information you want from that family. Moreover, taking Ni Niandie to hypnosis should also be on the agenda.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it was already half past nine in the evening. Time flies when I think about it. I tried to get into bed and sleep. Soon, though, there was a knock at the door.

"Silent at night, did you sleep?" It was Ni Niandie's silver bell-like voice.

"Not yet." I walked over and opened the door, stunned. I saw that this girl was wearing a childish cartoon pajamas, the tight pajamas wrapped the plump flesh, and the two soft flesh on the chest were so full that they almost burst the buttons. I didn't expect her figure to be so good!

Ni Niandie didn't pay attention to my strange gaze, and walked into the room by herself. Glancing at it, he said disappointedly, "Cut." It turned out that the furnishings were the same as my room, which was really insincere. ”

What is this little Nizi disappointed about, doesn't she know that all hotel rooms are the same?

"Why are you coming to me?" The familiar girl sat on my bed and flicked her hips hard. I scratched my nose and asked.

"Nothing, just something that suddenly came to mind." She blinked.

"Is it important?" I twitched my nose and inhaled the air in the room. The girl was a natural air freshener, and as soon as she entered, all the bad smells that were usually present in the guest room disappeared. Only the shampoo that has just been bathed and the faint fragrance emanating from the girl's body are left, and the smell is very comfortable.

"It doesn't matter." She squirmed, "Can I call you Night?" I once heard by chance at school that your friend called you that. ”

She can remember the events of four years ago so clearly. Could it be that she is a genius with a memory? And, for such a small thing, running to my room, this, is this a manifestation of natural stay?

"Call me whatever you want." I don't know what to make an expression of.

But the girl who was torturing my bed with her buttocks was visibly happy, and she tilted her head slightly, so that my heart almost beat with embarrassment that she was going to kiss me. OK. She really didn't have this intention: "That, little, little night." You, you, hello. ”

"Well, hello." Ni Niandie stammered and greeted me nonsensically. I felt pain in my forehead. Really, can I throw her with a stone? I was so embarrassed that I got nervous.

"Well, good night!" After saying that, she was like a rabbit running for her life, and ran out of my guest room with a 'swish'. I was stunned for a long time. Oh my God, what the hell is she here for! I just can't understand the girl as a creature. In particular, girls who have been on the road for 8 years and have basically no interpersonal communication and social cognition.

Ni Niandie, who has a funny head, an uncle who changes his face faster than a woman, and an aunt who is suspected of suffering from mental and behavioral disorders and lack of daily living skills of dementia patients, this superb family is really worrying about the future. Will I really be able to get along with them all the way?

With a mixed state of worry, I struggled and flipped for a long time before I finally fell asleep.

About one-third of a person's life is spent sleeping. When people are asleep, it allows people's brains and bodies to rest, recuperate, and recover. It helps people to work and study in their daily lives.

I didn't sleep last night, and today I've been active all day, trying to think about the status quo and hoping to find a way to solve it. In fact, the brain has already reached a state of generating loads. So after falling asleep, I soon fell into a deep sleep. Whether I have a dream or not, I don't know if I'm asleep.

But there was one thing I was vaguely aware of. That's what seemed to be a constant scratching sound in my ears, like an annoying fly. I was still very comfortable, but suddenly I felt depressed in my dream. The air around me seemed to increase tenfold in pressure, and I couldn't breathe.

So I woke up.

The hallway lights in the room were on, and the dim light had a cold tone. There was a flowing coldness in the air in the room, and I realized that I was already sweating, and even my pajamas were wet. It's strange, it's cold at night in this town, but why do I sweat so much?

Puzzled, I got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and took a shower. The person turned off the light refreshingly, still leaving the small dark red light in the corridor unturned off, and climbed into bed again.

I was tired and my head was dizzy, so I slept soundly.

When I slept for about half an hour, I suddenly felt something poke my back. At first, it was poked through the quilt, but soon after it actually reached into the quilt. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come and your support, which is my biggest motivation. )

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