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Lin Xinhui and Chen Hanlin met up and went home together. As they entered what seemed like an ordinary home, they both felt increasingly uneasy.
The green door, the almost falling-off doorplate, and the monotonous, crazily echoing conversation of the security guard Liu Minhung in the stairwell on the fourth floor.
"Mrs. Lin, Mr. Chen, is everything okay here?" asked Liu Minhung with pursed lips.
"Yeah, everything is normal," Lin Xinhui responded, pretending to be calm, although a sense of foreboding was spreading in the depths of his heart.
"It's okay, thanks for your concern, security Liu," Chen Hanlin responded calmly.
Lin Xinhui Looking at the yellow light at the door, I felt a sense of desolation. The air felt compressed, making it hard to breathe. She slowly opened the door, holding the old cassette tape in her arms.
The footsteps of the two were particularly loud that night. As they entered the apartment, the light projected onto the shoe cabinet in the entrance, creating a few slightly skewed shadows.
They took off their shoes and walked into the living room. Lin Xinhui put down her bag and struggled with whether to tell Chen Hanlin more about the tape. After hesitating for a while, she ultimately chose to remain silent for the time being.
"Mom, Dad, you're back! Xiao Mei is so happy!" Xiao Mei walked out of her room with a big smile. But unlike before, this time her smile held a hint of mystery.
"Um, sweetie, come here, sit down and tell Mom and Dad what you've been up to these past few days," Lin Xinhui said gently, hinting at a sense of concern.
Xiao Mei made a funny face and mischievously said, "What's there to say about Xiao Mei these days? Xiao Mei has just been at home."
Chen Hanlin and Lin Xinhui exchanged a glance, feeling a sinking feeling in their hearts. Xiao Mei had never referred to herself in the third person, which made them start to worry.
"Xiao Mei, you didn't used to call yourself that. What happened?" Chen Hanlin's low voice revealed a hint of unease.
"Well, Xiao Mei thinks it's quite fun. Does Dad think it's strange?" Xiao Mei held her face, her eyes hiding a hint of strangeness.
Lin Xinhui glanced at the old cassette tape again and felt a chill run down her spine.
"Sweetheart, if you think it's fun, then it's okay. But Mom wants to ask you, have you been feeling unwell recently or has anything unusual happened?" Lin Xinhui couldn't help but feel even more nervous.
"Unusual? Xiao Mei thinks everything is normal." Xiao Mei shook her head and still had a smile on her face.
Chen Hanlin and Lin Xinhui looked at each other, understanding that both of them were feeling increasingly uneasy. They secretly decided that they must find out the reason behind all of this.
"Okay, if you're okay with it, then go play first. Dad will cook dinner when he comes back, and will call you to eat when he returns." Chen Hanlin finally spoke, trying to temporarily avoid this topic.
Xiao Mei jumped up and happily ran back to her own room.
"Honey, don't you think she's been acting a bit strange lately?" Lin Xinhui asked, sensing the unspoken distance between them as a couple.
Chen Hanlin rubbed his temples and replied, "Maybe it's the new environment that's making her uncomfortable. Let's give her some time."
"Time?" Lin Xinhui frowned. "I feel like there's more here that we don't know."
When Lin Xinhui's gaze fell on the old newspaper again, the report of the murder case inside cast a shadow over their hearts, and she suddenly realized that time might be running out.
The slanting rays of the setting sun shine into the living room, and the clock hanging on the wall chimes at five o'clock.
A beam of pale yellow sunlight spills onto the red sofa, creating a vivid and contrasting scene.
Lin Xinhui Sitting on the sofa, frowning, holding a small notebook in hand, searching for various clues related to the mysterious tape.
Chen Hanlin is cooking in the kitchen, the frying pan sizzling, the beef and vegetables sizzling at high temperature, emitting a tempting aroma.
"Dinner is almost ready. Today, come and taste my black pepper beef tenderloin!" Chen Hanlin exclaimed loudly, with a proud smile on his face.
Lin Xinhui smiled slightly, but still had a worried look on her face.
Suddenly, a faint "giggle" laughter came to her ears, sending shivers down her spine.
"Honey, did you hear that sound?"
Chen Hanlin frowned, turned down the fire, and said, "What's that sound? Is it the oil splattering in the pot?"
"No, it's like a child's laughter... Forget it, maybe I'm just too nervous," Lin Xinhui shook her head, but there was an added layer of darkness in her heart.
At this moment, Xiao Mei walked out of the room, wearing a pink skirt and a white T-shirt, with a proud smile on her face.
"Xiao Mei wants candy!" Xiao Mei clasped her hands together and said in a sweet and coquettish tone.
Lin Xinhui felt a tightness in her chest and asked, "Xiao Mei, why are you still referring to yourself in the third person?"
Xiao Mei pouted and replied, "Because Xiao Mei is just Xiao Mei. Why does Mom ask about this?"
Chen Hanlin walked out and placed the last stir-fried beef tenderloin on the dining table, saying, "Alright, wife, don't ask so much, let's eat."
The three of them sat around the dining table, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.
During the meal, Xiao Mei occasionally referred to herself in the third person, which made Lin Xinhui increasingly uneasy.
"Xiao Mei thinks this black pepper beef is really delicious!" Xiao Mei suddenly exclaimed.
Chen Hanlin couldn't help but say, "Can you use 'I think,' Xiao Mei? Referring to yourself in the third person is really strange."
"But Xiao Mei just wants to say it like that. Does Dad think it's strange?"
At this point, Chen Hanlin couldn't help but send a complicated look to Lin Xinhui, as if saying, " Xiao Mei looks really off in this way!"
After the meal, Chen Hanlin started washing the dishes, while Xiao Mei ran to the living room to watch cartoons.
The TV screen flashed with one lively advertisement after another.
Xiao Mei held the remote control and skillfully switched between channels, finally stopping at a cartoon channel.
However, as she happily watched TV, she suddenly said to Lin Xinhui, "Xiao Mei thinks this cartoon character is very funny!"
Lin Xinhui was taken aback and wanted to correct Xiao Mei's use of the third person. "Xiao Mei, why don't you say 'I think' instead of 'Xiao Mei thinks'?"
Xiao Mei glanced at her and smiled, saying, "That's just how Xiao Mei feels. Doesn't Mom think it's special?"
Lin Xinhui sat on the sofa, staring at Xiao Mei with an inexplicable sense of unease gripping his heart.
Suddenly, Xiao Mei's mouth turned up at the corner as she looked towards the sofa, as if she were having a conversation with something.
"Mom, Xiao Mei's friends said they all really like it here and want to keep playing!"
Lin Xinhui was surprised, "What friend? Where?"
"Just over there...!" Xiao Mei pointed to a corner of the sofa, where there was nothing.
Chen Hanlin walked out of the kitchen with a furrowed brow. "Xiao Mei, don't scare your mom. Go play in your room."
Xiao Mei giggled and went back to her room.
But at the moment she closed the door, she turned her head and gave her parents a smile, a smile that seemed to hide an indescribable strangeness. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, as if revealing a secret, and then the room door closed tightly, swallowing all the light.
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