Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

That night, Song Zhixing didn't sleep all night.

She kept tidying up the house, no matter how the women around her persuaded her.

After the sound came from the main house, the lights in the entire courtyard were instantly extinguished.

Song Zhixing tightly held the broom in his hand, straightened his back, and still stubbornly swept the ground in the dark.

No need to think about it, the mother and daughter also know who turned off the lights at home.

Song Zhixing was not angry, but his eyes became more and more cold.

"Xing Xing, it's too late, let's rest first."

After the woman finished speaking, she felt embarrassed.

There is not even a bed in the room, how can Song Zhixing rest.

Song Zhixing took out all the heavy clothes she brought, and said softly: "Mom, go to sleep, I'm not sleepy yet."

The woman's body is already very weak, and talking to her is already enough strength to hold her up.

Not long after he finished speaking, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Song Zhixing sat outside the house, looking at the dark yard outside, without making a sound.

Obviously, the electricity in the yard was turned off by the family in the house.

This yard was built by her all these years.

The five tile-roofed houses were all her savings, but in the end, there was no place for the two of them, mother and daughter.

In the past, her mother always told her that as long as she studies hard, as long as she is admitted to university, their life will be better.

Now she is excellent in her studies and has gone to the best university in city A. Her family has also built a new house, and she has grown up.

But their life is still not good.

Song Zhixing looked at everything in the yard, the quietness made people feel strange and scared.

This is no longer their home, and everything here has long since left no trace of their lives.

Before she knew it, she realized that she had no home for a long time.

Wen Xiang returned to the room, and quickly walked out with a machete.

The brown rust stains look even more dim in the darkness.

The white moonlight scattered from the sky was bleak and cold.

Without any warmth, she was only wearing a thin sweater.

The coldness soaked her whole body, and the sensations in her hands and feet gradually became numb.

Her heart was also numb, and there was no trace of expression on that cold face.

She looked at the closed door and walked straight there.

Although she doesn't go home all the year round, she bought everything in this yard.

She knows the condition of these things, and also knows whether these doors and windows are good or bad.

For a moment, she suddenly felt thankful that she was too poor, so she couldn't even afford a more expensive and stronger door lock.

There are two doors in the main house, the small side door on the east side, the door lock has been broken because it has not been used all year round.

Song Zhixing walked over directly, and his eyes fell on the door, which was tied up randomly with a hemp rope and wire, without any defensive power at all.

In places like theirs, there are poor people, and the rich have already moved to new houses in the town.

In a place where even thieves rarely visit, naturally there is no need to be so defensive.

Song Zhixing watched, stretched out his hand and rubbed the rope on it little by little.

The machete became dull due to the long time, Song Zhixing moved very slowly, sharpening it little by little, as if he was not in a hurry.

The deep grinding sound seemed cadenced in the entire empty yard.

Soon, with a movement of strength in his hand, the machete stopped in mid-air.

Song Zhixing clenched the knife tightly, looked at the slowly opening door, and walked in slowly with no expression on his face.

In the room, the same darkness.

But Song Zhixing seemed to be very clear about everything in the room.

For so many days and nights, she thought about the picture inside countless times, and every time she and her mother lived happily together.

She regarded this place as her only destination, but now she realized that she was already homeless.

Unlike the humidity and coldness of the west room, the temperature in the main room is extraordinarily warm.

Song Zhixing's frozen limbs soon regained consciousness.

She stood by the bed without moving, but through the moonlight outside the window, her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and she saw clearly the man and woman who were sleeping beautifully on the bed.

Because of the open door, a cold wind blew in.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and the person on the bed soon felt a bit of cold amidst the warmth, and subconsciously moved his body.

The moment he turned over, the person on the bed looked at the dark shadow above his head, and was so frightened that he lost all sleepiness...