Chapter 393: Chapter 306: Tricky Silk – Rock’s Importance (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_2
After a moment, Meng Hang, who had almost fallen asleep, suddenly woke up and saw Meng Tingting still standing in front of the fish tank, as if she had never left.
He didn’t know how much time had passed and couldn’t be bothered to check his phone, so he called out, “Sis.”
Meng Tingting didn’t turn around, still standing motionless in front of the fish tank.
Meng Hang felt surprised and climbed out of bed, calling out “Sis” again, but she still didn’t turn around.
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Without another word, Meng Hang got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked toward Meng Tingting.
“Sis? Feeding them is enough, hurry back to sleep. What’s so interesting about these fish?”
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As Meng Hang spoke, he neared Meng Tingting’s side and stopped abruptly when he got close.
He saw that Meng Tingting wasn’t feeding the fish at all, and the bag of fish food had actually been thrown into the tank whole, now sinking to the bottom.
At this moment, both sleeves of Meng Tingting’s arms were dripping with water, her hands each holding a goldfish, tearing into them with her mouth.
When Meng Hang looked over, the goldfish in her right hand had just had its head brutally bitten off, and she was chewing.
“Ugh!”
The scene made Meng Hang’s stomach churn, and he nearly vomited.
“Sis, what…what are you doing?”
Meng Tingting seemed to hear nothing, her gaze fixed straight ahead. After stuffing the remaining half of the fish’s body into her mouth, she immediately reached into the fish tank again, her sleeve soaking through from the water.
Her movements were extremely fast and precise. In the instant her hand entered the water, one of the little goldfish hidden in the fake rock was startled and swam out, only to be caught by Meng Tingting in a flash, withdrawn from the water, and stuffed into her mouth again.
Meng Hang quickly reached out to stop her.
“Sis, have you gone mad!?”
Meng Tingting’s actions ceased, and she slowly turned around to face Meng Hang. At that moment, her eyes bulged fiercely, staring intently at Meng Hang, resembling the eyes of a fish.
In the master bedroom.
Meng Yongshou took off his coat, lay on the bed, and pulled the blanket over himself, telling Pan Ya, “Go sleep now. We can easily get sick without proper rest at our age. Tomorrow I’ll have Doctor Li recommend some nourishing foods for the family to have a good recuperation.”
Pan Ya hummed in response, “You go to sleep; I’m going to the restroom.”
By the time she came out of the bedroom’s restroom, Meng Yongshou’s snoring had already begun.
The lights in the room were too bright, and Pan Ya, worried about affecting Meng Yongshou’s sleep quality, went over and drew all the curtains of the French windows.
But after closing them, the bedroom was too dark, so she opened a slit in the middle of the curtains to let in a little light, enough to illuminate the bedroom without affecting rest.
After doing this, Pan Ya yawned heavily, changed into her pajamas, and sat on the bed…
Time passed.
Meng Yongshou’s snoring was loud; he felt he had slept for a long time, and in his drowsy state, his right side was beginning to numb, naturally prompting him to want to turn over.
As he turned over, his eyes were slightly squinted, heavy with sleepiness.
After completing the turn, just as he was about to fall back asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes, the scene he glimpsed while turning over with half-closed eyes re-emerged in his mind.
During that instant of turning over, he thought he saw his wife, Pan Ya. Although the light was dim, the figure resembled Pan Ya.
Sitting up a little and turning his head, indeed it was Pan Ya sitting on the edge of the bed in her nightgown, motionless.
After rubbing his eyes and confirming he wasn’t mistaken, Meng Yongshou said, “Wife, why aren’t you sleeping? I feel like I’ve been asleep for a while; how long have you been sitting there?”
Pan Ya didn’t respond, continuing to just sit there.
Meng Yongshou’s curiosity piqued, and his sleepiness quickly dissipated.
He sat up, leaned over, and nudged his wife’s shoulder.
Pan Ya still showed no movement, as if she had already fallen asleep while sitting.
“What are you doing?” Meng Yongshou sat up beside her, slipped his feet into his slippers, and glanced at Pan Ya.
The room was dimly lit, but he could see that Pan Ya was not asleep; her eyes were open. However, Pan Ya had let her coiled hair down, covering part of her cheek from the side and obstructing a clear view.
A strange feeling suddenly crept into Meng Yongshou’s heart, and he glanced at his wife again, an inexplicable terror beginning to crawl up within him.
He stood up slowly, keeping Pan Ya in his peripheral vision, and walked steadily to the floor-to-ceiling window. He gradually pulled the curtains open, letting in a flood of light that cleared his vision.
The light streaming in through the opened curtains shone directly on Pan Ya’s face as she sat on the edge of the bed.
Meng Yongshou focused his gaze and suddenly felt a chill all over his body, feeling as though he was still dreaming and hadn’t truly woken up.
In his vision, sitting on the bed, Pan Ya’s mouth split into a smile, the corners of her eyes arched upwards, and her cheeks puffed out slightly. She was smiling, smiling very hard.
It was evident that Pan Ya’s smile was forced, strained to the extreme, and she maintained this expression without any change.
This smile lacked any warmth. Instead, it gave off a chilling, horrifying sensation.
At this moment, that was exactly how Meng Yongshou felt. Thinking back to how he had been soundly asleep just a moment ago, and his wife had been sitting next to him all this time with that expression, the indescribable fear made goosebumps break out all over his body, his limbs ice cold.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, no longer daring to approach Pan Ya.
At this time, Pan Ya was still gazing straight ahead, her creepy smile unchanged. At a glance, she looked as though she had transformed into a life-sized porcelain doll.
Meng Yongshou could no longer feel his own breathing or heartbeat, his entire focus was on Pan Ya. His body pressed against the curtain and the wall, he cautiously moved toward the bedroom door.
Fortunately, Pan Ya only maintained the eerie smiling face without making any other movements, her gaze still fixed forward, her head not following Meng Yongshou’s movements as he shifted.
Approaching the bedroom door, Meng Yongshou reached out, and just as he was about to touch the doorknob, the bedroom door suddenly opened.
Meng Yongshou startled, pulling his hand back quickly.
The bedroom door was only pushed open a crack, and the sound of rapid thudding ensued as if someone was crawling on all fours.
Shortly after, a person with long hair peeked their head through the gap at the bottom of the door, and then, supporting themselves with their hands, half of their body crawled into the bedroom.
This person raised their head, saw Meng Yongshou standing by the door with a look of terror, their mouth corners slowly creased into a smile, revealing the uneaten tail of a goldfish between their teeth. Their eyebro w- ends curved upwards, and their cheeks puffed, the smile eerily similar to the one Pan Ya had while sitting on the bed.
“Dad… Dad, where are you going?”
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In Tianmeng District, Gaohe City, at the Zeng Family’s home.
Zeng Shiyuo, his wife Tian Xiaoxia, and their son Zeng Ziming, all sat on the living room couch in silence, their moods heavy.
After a long while, Zeng Shiyuo finally spoke, “Starting now, we must always be aware of any noise behind us, and not expose our backs for long periods under those ‘strangenesses’ watchful eyes.”
“How many ‘strangenesses’ are there? We’ve already encountered three!” Tian Xiaoxia said with worry.
Zeng Shiyuo paused, then sighed heavily, “It could be… anyone. In any case, we must be vigilant, don’t let anyone approach you from behind.”
“Mom…” Zeng Ziming’s voice trembled as he reached out and held his mother’s hand, clearly getting panicked, “I can’t possibly not go out, right?”
“We definitely need to go out,” Zeng Shiyuo said, “We all still have to work, but given the current special circumstances, we need to take a couple of days off. You should not go to the bar for now.”
“Right,” Tian Xiaoxia also nodded, “There are too many people in the bar. If a ‘strangeness’ appears, only you would be able to see it. In such a crowded place, it would easily get close to you, and it’s virtually impossible to defend against.”
“Let’s do this for the next few days: we take turns sleeping, and we can’t all fall asleep at the same time, otherwise, we won’t be able to react if something happens,” Zeng Shiyuo patted his son’s shoulder.
Just then, a clatter came from the kitchen, as if a soup spoon or something had fallen to the floor.
The three of them looked at each other.
Zeng Ziming stood up, glanced at his parents, swallowed, and slowly walked towards the kitchen.