After I got home, Fatty comforted me, telling me to relax and not worry. In fact, I wasn't really that affected, but I just couldn't accept what had happened all at once. I'd been to tombs myself and gone grave - robbing with seniors, but all these were things I'd encountered for the first time.
I knew nothing about the Chen family's past. Uncle never mentioned it either. Only now did I start to figure out what was really going on.
I always felt that my parents' deaths were really strange. The explanation of them suddenly falling seriously ill and then committing suicide together, leaving me all alone, just didn't make sense. There were too many doubts.
Fatty had already gone to bed. There was no one I could pour my heart out to. Fatty wouldn't understand my thoughts anyway. All he thought about were beautiful women, beautiful women, and more beautiful women.
"Are you asleep?" I sent a message to Yan Yan. Maybe he would be a good person to talk to.
It took five minutes for me to receive a simple "Yes" from him. Then I sent another one, "About what happened today?"
Sometimes I really admired Yan Yan's attitude of being able to take everything in stride and his ability to see through things.
"I think there's something very wrong with this whole thing, but I can't put my finger on it. From my parents' falling in love to their deaths, there are so many doubts. Have you noticed them?"
"Yes"
"What should we do next?"
"Just have a good rest. Leave the rest to me." Looking at Yan Yan's short reply, I felt a sense of relief. This guy just gave people a feeling of safety.
I always felt that my parents' deaths were closely related to Uncle. Uncle came out of the tomb unscathed, and nothing happened to him. Moreover, even with me around, Aunt was still alive. This didn't fit with all the previous problems.
I had to find an opportunity to talk to Uncle about this.
Amidst a bunch of complicated events, I finally fell asleep.
The night was cold and the breeze blew gently. The comfortable life was just beginning.
In the second half of the night, I always felt someone groping on me. The cold touch instantly woke me up. I quickly turned on the light, but there was nothing else in the room.
Was it just an illusion?
Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around my neck and kept caressing my artery. I grabbed the offending hand and, all of a sudden, pulled it off.
It was pale, cold, and slender - a woman's hand. I turned around, and that familiar face appeared in front of me. White pupils, a long tongue, thick hair, and a plain - colored dress. She was kneeling on the edge of my bed. Against the backdrop of the bedside, she looked extremely scary.
I quickly got out of bed and ran towards the door. The woman's hand had already automatically returned to her body. She swayed her figure and ran towards me. She was faster than me.
She blocked the door and reached out to strangle me. I dodged backward. Looking at this woman who died wrongfully, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity in my heart.
But the woman's moves made me put away my pity. She didn't seem like an innocent young lady who knew nothing. She seemed to come from a martial arts school, and every move of hers was meant to kill.
"You were suppressed in Uncle Shi's house. Why are you here?" I knew she wouldn't answer, but I still asked the question that had been bothering me.
Suddenly, she stopped, raised her head, and looked at me with her pupil - less eyes. Her pale and stiff face instantly became ferocious, and she launched a more violent attack.
Just as she was about to grab me, everything disappeared. In front of me was Yan Yan's cold and determined face. He grabbed my arm.
"Pfft" A glass of water was splashed on my face.
I looked at him innocently. He looked at my neck without saying a word. I followed his gaze and found a pair of red handprints on my neck.
I broke free from his grasp and reached out to touch the handprints on my neck. They were so distinct. How much strength had she used? She wanted to kill me.
Yan Yan looked at me and thought for a while, "When I came, you were struggling in the living room, desperately choking your own neck."
Looking into Yan Yan's eyes, I knew he wasn't lying. I was clearly being choked by Aunt, so how did it turn into me choking myself? Was I crazy?!
"Didn't you see my aunt?" I asked in confusion.
This time, it was Yan Yan's turn to be confused. "Your aunt?"
Seeing that he knew nothing, I told him the whole thing from beginning to end. He looked at me in disbelief, but quickly regained his composure.
"I originally wanted you guys to rest for one more day, but it seems we have to start earlier." Yan Yan said as he took out his phone and sent messages to the others to advance the plan.
I was still very confused. Who was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes? Uncle? Or Uncle Shi?
"Ding" A message came in.
"Mu'er, I've found a secret place in the family. It's behind the hidden wall in my room." Looking at Uncle's message, I was skeptical. Although Uncle had been very kind to me over the years, he was directly related to my parents' deaths.
"Uncle, I still have something to do. I may not be back for a while. Don't worry." I replied. Soon, there was a reply, "Be safe. Uncle will be waiting for you at home."
Uncle was considered to have a strange temper in the Chen family, but he always seemed to have endless patience with me. I didn't know if it was good or bad. I just suddenly felt that something was off.
Since I heard what Uncle Shi said that day, I'd started to suspect Uncle. I knew it wasn't right, but it was an undeniable fact.
Yan Yan and I waited for about an hour before Fatty walked out of his room, just waking up.
As soon as he opened the door and saw Yan Yan and me sitting on the sofa, Fatty rubbed his eyes to make sure we were real.
"Damn it, Brother Mu, what happened to your neck? Did Yan Yan bully you?" Fatty shouted loudly and even ran up to me to touch the handprints on my neck.
"Damn, it's 3D?!" Fatty said in disbelief.
I slapped his naughty hand away and gave him a disdainful look.
Then he turned to Yan Yan. Regardless of whether they were familiar or not, he put his arm around Yan Yan's neck and scolded him, "How could you bully Brother Mu? That's too much!"
Yan Yan glanced at him, and Fatty sheepishly put his hand down.
"Are you dreaming, Fatty? Is Yan Yan that kind of person?" I slapped him on the back.
Fatty pouted aggrievedly. "I was just doing it for your own good."
To prevent Fatty from misunderstanding, I told him the whole thing again. Fatty looked at me quietly, showing sympathy.
"Don't look at me like that. It gives me the creeps." I said disgustedly, unable to stand Fatty's look.
Fatty wasn't discouraged. He leaned towards me and said, "Brother Mu, we're such good friends. How could you be creeped out by me?" Fatty was so excited when he said this, as if there was something special between us.
"Hey, it's not appropriate to act out a porn movie so early in the morning, is it?" Xu Yang, who suddenly appeared, looked at Fatty and me with a look of wanting to watch the show. Yan Yan was sitting on the other side and naturally wasn't included.
Song Yiran behind him also looked at us with a look of disgust and rolled his eyes.