C1 Rock Scissor Cloth

"Stone, scissors, cloth!" A young voice woke me from my sleep.

I opened my eyes and looked at the bedroom door. "Why are you still playing at this late hour?" I thought.

The room was very dark, frighteningly silent, and the temperature was much lower than before.

Ye Zichen rubbed his swollen temples and looked at the time. It was only 3.30 in the morning, but he had only slept for an hour.

My niece is my sister's child. She is only seven years old this year, so she asked me to come to her house to take care of her on business. My little niece is also very obedient. As a man, taking care of her isn't a problem for me, and since my job is more free, I agreed to take care of her.

I got up from the bed and pushed open the bedroom door. A gust of cold air hit me and made me shiver.

"I forgot to turn off the air conditioner again."

When I got to the air conditioner, I was stunned. The indicator light on the air conditioner was dark. Taking a look at the temperature, he noticed that the room was only about 20 degrees.

It was summer now, so the temperature was a bit abnormal.

I turned on the light in the living room and was about to go to my niece's room when I heard her young voice coming from the direction of the bathroom: "Stone, scissors, cloth; hee hee hee, you've lost!"

I was even more confused: there were only two people in my sister's house, my niece and I. Who was my niece playing with so late at night?

I quickly walked to the bathroom door and heard my niece's somewhat angry voice, "Come again. This time, if you lose, you can't go back on your word!"

I had a bad feeling. I pushed open the bathroom door, flipped on the light switch, and shouted, "Sissy!"

The pale light of the lamp lit up the little niece's pretty face. She looked into the mirror, and there was a sickly pallor to her face. She was still holding out her hand, her fingers clenched into a fist. Her body trembled as she turned her head to look at me in horror.

The mirror reflected his niece's reflection and also maintained her extended hand position. However, because of the light, it was somewhat distorted.

"Uncle, what are you doing? You scared me to death." CeeCee came back to her senses and let out a breath of relief, pretending to be an adult.

Seeing that Qian Qian was fine, I heaved a sigh of relief. A wave of guilt welled up from the bottom of my heart as I quickly walked over to hug my niece. Tomorrow Uncle will take you to the amusement park. "

"Alright, alright. We'll go to the amusement park tomorrow." Qian Qian was happy with you. She hugged my neck and kissed my face.

I carried my niece back to her room and coaxed her to sleep. I was ready to leave. As soon as he closed the door, he heard the sound of some kind of habitat coming from Sissy's room, as if something was crawling on the floor.

"Qian Qian, are you still awake?" I immediately reopened the door. CeeCee was lying in bed, fast asleep. A black shadow wobbled, like a pair of hands, right on top of CeeCee's neck.

Turning around, he saw a branch outside the window. Under the moonlight, the branch of the tree had landed right on Qian Qian's neck.

"I'm so tired from work that I feel a bit nervous." I rubbed the corners of my eyes and went to the window to help CeeCee close the curtains, but when I got to the bed, I couldn't see any branches outside.

Only then did I remember that there was a yard outside their house, and there was no tree this tall.

When I turned around, the shadow of the branch was gone, too, and CeeCee was staring at me with a dead, emotionless gaze.

In the blink of an eye, CeeCee was clearly asleep and breathing evenly.

He massaged his temples a few times, making his head hurt even more.

After closing the door, I went to the bathroom to wash up. Standing in front of the sink, I accidentally looked up and smiled at myself in the mirror.

I was stunned. My palms were sweating as I stared at myself in the mirror for a long time. My hair, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth were all the same, but the combination was very awkward.

It was as though … Someone else?

"Something's not right!" That strange feeling came again, "What's wrong?"

I stare at myself in the mirror for a moment, and then, as if by a miracle, I reach out my hand and make the shape of a scissors, and in the mirror I reach out my hand and make the shape of a scissors.

My scalp suddenly tingled with goosebumps.

If CeeCee was playing with herself in the mirror, how did she win?

At this moment, the corners of his mouth twitched in the mirror as he laughed once again.

This time, I saw it clearly, and it definitely wasn't an illusion. I felt cold all over, and thinking of the weird voice in Qian Qian's room, I prayed that nothing bad happened to Qian Qian as I ran over as fast as I could.

At the door of CeeCee's room, I heard CeeCee's "mutter to herself," "Hee hee, uncle is gone, let's continue playing."

At the same time, the sound of the habitat chain came back, followed by Sissy's giggling: "Stone, scissors, cloth!"

My head buzzed, and I pushed open the door. CeeCee was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding out her hand. This time it was a pair of scissors.

There was still nothing in her room, but it was because of this that CeeCee looked even weirder.

"Sissy, who are you playing games with?" My voice had begun to tremble.

CeeCee opened her innocent eyes and shook her head. "He told me not to tell anyone else. It's a secret."

"Qian Qian, tell uncle the truth!" I said in a deliberately stern tone, alert, as I walked quickly toward CeeCee.

Qian Qian was very nervous. She covered her blanket and said anxiously, "Uncle, I'm going to sleep. Can you go out?"

Ignoring her, I knelt on the floor and looked under the bed.

Under the bed, it was pitch black. Only a doll could be seen. One of its eyes was already gone, revealing white cotton. The cloth doll's body was' riddled with wounds', as if it had been torn apart by something.

A strange feeling surfaced in his heart. Qian Qian's toys were all new. If they were broken, then they would be replaced. Where did this rag doll come from?

"Qian Qian, you can't hide it from uncle. Even if uncle knows, he won't …" I said, getting up from the ground.

Just as he raised his head, he met with a pair of deathly pale eyes. There was not a single speck of black in his eyes, and with a whoosh, he shrunk back into Qian Qian's blanket.

My scalp tingled, and I shot up and pulled back CeeCee's quilt. There was still nothing on the bed. CeeCee's frail body curled into a ball, her arms wrapped around her knees as she stared at me in bewilderment and fear.

I rummaged through the closet and pulled out the clothes one by one. There was none in the closet. I was rummaging through the toy box again when I felt a pair of eyes staring at me from behind.

I jerked my head around. Behind me was only the open wardrobe, and the clothes inside swung as if they had been moved by something.

Cautiously, she walked to the side of the wardrobe and reached out to pull off her clothes. Suddenly, she screamed, "Ah!"

"Qian Qian, what's wrong?" I turned around and saw CeeCee pointing behind me in horror, her little face pale.

"No …" "Don't..." CeeCee shook her head desperately.

At the same time, I felt a cold sensation on my neck, as if something was blowing on my neck.