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Accustomed to city life, Zhao Wenya felt utterly uncomfortable here. Despite the air conditioning constantly blowing cold air, she still couldn't sleep.
Images of that finger flashed through her mind, morphing into a wriggling worm crawling into her ear one moment, and then transforming into a sharp needle aimed directly at her eyes the next.
"Yuan Kui, I'm scared," Zhao Wenya said as she turned to press against Liu Yuan Kui's body.
"What are you scared of?" Liu Yuan Kui asked.
"That finger in the bottle..." Zhao Wenya glanced anxiously at the drawer against the wall, where the glass jar containing Yan Zi's finger was kept.
"What else are you afraid of? Have you done something wrong to Yan Zi?" Liu Yuan Kui replied irritably.
"What are you talking about?"
Liu Yuan Kui lay with his back to her, and Zhao Wenya nudged him. "Do you think Yan Zi might still be alive?"
"Impossible. I saw Yan Zi get hit by a wire with my own eyes," Liu Yuan Kui said.
"Huh? Where's Dong Dong?" Zhao Wenya sat up in bed and turned on the light, revealing only the two of them in the room.
Liu Yuan Kui sat up and said, "I'll go look for him."
"I'll come with you," Zhao Wenya insisted.
As they stepped out of their room on the second floor, they heard a woman's scream from the courtyard below, followed by a beam of light rolling on the ground before suddenly extinguishing.
When they rushed over, Elder Sister was slumped on the ground, her eyes filled with terror.
"What's wrong, Sister-in-law?" Zhao Wenya asked.
Elder Sister pointed to a section of the staircase against the wall, which was the same height as the second floor.
The Liu family's house was originally two stories, with the third floor added later, so this section of stairs had been unused for a long time.
Liu Yuan Kui picked up the flashlight, gave it a couple of taps, and the light flickered back on. He shone it in the direction Elder Sister indicated and saw Dong Dong sitting on the stairs, looking down at a few people below.
There were no other people around.
At that moment, Elder Brother also walked out of the bedroom.
"Dong Dong, come down! What are you doing up there?" Liu Yuan Kui said, somewhat irritated.
This time, Dong Dong obediently began to walk down the stairs while saying, "Sister came back to get her finger. We were just chatting here."
Zhao Wenya looked at her husband and said, "Do you think our son might be having some kind of mental issue?"
"Dong Dong isn't making things up. I saw Yan Zi! She was just sitting next to Dong Dong, hugging him, but in the blink of an eye, she disappeared!" Elder Sister grabbed Zhao Wenya's wrist tightly.
A breeze picked up in the yard, sending chills down everyone's spines.
Liu Yuan Kui quickly ran back to the room and soon returned. He squatted down and placed his hands on Dong Dong's shoulders. "Son, where's that glass bottle?"
The bottle was no longer in the drawer.
"I told you, my sister took it just now," Dong Dong replied. "She said her finger hurts."
"What else did your sister say?" Liu Yuan Kui asked again.
"My sister said she would come back, and she said more people would die."
This felt like a terrifying thunderclap, echoing in the hearts of Liu Yuan Kui and Zhao Wenya.
"Tell Dad, how did you know you were going to meet your sister tonight?"
"We planned it. When my sister gave me the bottle that day, she said we would meet again a week later in the evening."
Liu Yuan Kui calculated in his mind; it was exactly one week since that day.
"Did you agree on a time for your next meeting?" Liu Yuan Kui's voice trembled slightly.
"We agreed on a week later."
Adults usually don't take what children say too seriously.
That's how Liu Yuan Kui and his wife were.
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