Chapter 112 Entering the gates of madness is like entering a deep sea; if you're mad, I'm
Chapter 112 Entering the gates of madness is like entering a deep sea; if you're mad, I'm
When Sang Ling woke up again, the sun was high in the sky, and warm sunlight streamed through the window onto the floor and bed.
It was as if it were draped in a warm-colored veil.
A bright yellow quilt was draped over the large black bed, with a picture of a proud and cute little yellow duck mother and a string of baby yellow ducks following behind her printed on one corner.
Suddenly, the little yellow duck's blanket moved, and a pair of fair white hands reached out from under the blanket, tugging at the edge of the bed. A little head slowly emerged from the cocoon.
Then, a person wearing a yellow duck pajama emerged from the cocoon.
Sang Ling, her hair disheveled, slowly sat up, yawned, and looked up at the sunlight, barely opening her tightly closed eyes a crack.
Look here, look there.
After confirming that Jiaojiao was not there, he slowly got out of bed.
With Jiaojiao gone, I have to fend for myself.
Sang Ling slowly tidied herself up, then slowly went downstairs, and then slowly went home.
Back at the Sang family home, she stood by the table drinking water when she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine as something icy brushed against her ankle.
Sang Ling slowly lowered her head while holding the water glass. When she saw the large cricket larva at her feet, she felt that it had a faint sense of death about it.
She put down her water glass, squatted down, and looked at Sang Rou, who was vigorously shuffling pupae on the ground. She asked with a curious expression, "What are you doing?"
The gu pupa ignored her, its gaze unwavering.
Sang Ling called out several more times but received no response. She realized that she must have called out in the wrong way.
So she lay down too.
He was playing with Sang Rou on the floor, pecking at her while tilting his head to look at her.
Sang Ling asked again, "What are you doing?"
This time, Gu Yongrou finally paid attention to her, turning her head slowly to reveal a half-dead, almost-kissed face, her pale lips trembling as she opened them.
He uttered a single word weakly and expectantly.
"Hungry~"
Sang Ling then realized that the direction she was facing was the kitchen.
I thought it was a shady little cockroach that had been transformed into a deathly giant silkworm pupa, but it turns out it was just hungry.
Sang Ling was still sighing when Wang Ma's puzzled voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Miss, are you mopping the floor?" Wang Ma, who had returned carrying large and small bags, stood behind the two women, looking at them with a puzzled and strange expression as they lay on the ground with their buttocks sticking out.
Sang Ling clearly saw the words "Are you all crazy?" in her eyes.
Instantly, the air seemed to freeze in awkward silence.
Only Sang Rou looked at Wang Ma with shining eyes, weak and feeble, and uttered a single word in a trembling voice, "Mom~~"
Sang Ling: (?′ム?)
Wang Ma: (⊙x⊙;)
Meeting Sang Ling's gaze, Wang Ma shook her head vigorously, denying everything three times to prove her innocence.
"No, no, Wang Ma is still a virgin!"
Sang Ling remained silent.
She seemed to have discovered some incredible secret.
Ten minutes later, the frail Daiyu, who was unable to stand, sat down at the dining table, picked up a bowl bigger than her face, and started eating with gusto.
He drank two bowls in a row before he was saved from the brink of death.
Seeing that Sang Rou had come back to life, Sang Ling slowly went upstairs and immediately noticed something was wrong when she returned to her room.
The corners of his slightly upturned mouth drooped down, and he closed the door without changing his expression, glancing around.
My gaze finally settled on the open windowsill.
He went to the windowsill, stared at the unremarkable windowsill for a few seconds, then slowly lowered his eyes, his gaze casually falling on the desk.
The fingertips lightly brushed across the tabletop, then the fingertips tapped lightly.
He stared thoughtfully at the faint mark on the table.
The wind was really strong last night.
In the afternoon, Sang Ling didn't want to go out, so she and Wang Ma set up a parasol next to the vegetable garden and placed a deck chair on the ground.
With sunglasses on, you look cool and aloof.
Sang Ling lay on the chair with a coconut juice in her arms, leisurely enjoying a sunbath, feeling great.
Until someone stood in front of her and blocked her sunlight.
She opened her eyes with displeasure, pulled down her sunglasses, and looked at the person in front of her with slightly furrowed brows.
"Sister, you have such refined taste." Lin Yan smiled, appearing harmless.
Sang Ling looked him up and down a few times, ignoring his sarcastic tone, and pursed her lips in displeasure, "Move to the side."
Go away and stop babbling; don't disturb her calcium supplementation.
Lin Yan obediently moved aside and sat down next to him, looking like he had no intention of leaving.
Sang Ling ignored him, put on her sunglasses, and continued taking calcium supplements.
I wonder how many centimeters she grew today from the solar energy.
It would be best to tan her until she has long, slender legs.
Sang Ling, who was trying to grow taller, heard a nagging voice in her ear again.
"My sister seems to be very happy lately."
Sang Ling ignored him.
Lin Yan continued in a teasy tone, "My brother doesn't have any wishes, he just wants his sister to be happy."
Sang Ling finally reacted, turned to look at him, and asked sincerely, "When you make a birthday wish, can you wish for me to become rich, beautiful, and to win the heart of a beautiful woman?"
Sang Youyou is very sincere.
You have no wishes, but I have many. However, you can only make three wishes on your birthday, and she always struggles with this decision for a long time.
She had it all planned out: three different kinds each year, with no two alike.
Her wishes are already scheduled for more than a decade in advance.
Lin Yan was caught off guard by Sang Ling's unconventional thinking.
After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and smiled, "Of course."
In an instant, Sang Ling found her wicked younger brother much more pleasing to the eye.
“You don’t remember your own birthday, do you? How about we celebrate your birthday today?” Sang Ling said impatiently.
It's clear how much she wanted to become rich, beautiful, and marry a beautiful man.
Lin Yan's lips twitched slightly, and she reminded him speechlessly, "Sister, we are quadruplets."
So, we're actually born on the same day, okay?
Sang Ling also realized what was going on and clicked her tongue, "Can't quadruplets have four birthdays?"
Lin Yan: Just asking, whose quadruplets were born on different dates?
Oh, it's their family of eccentric men and women.
Lin Yan gritted her teeth and tried to steer the conversation back on track, "Haven't you noticed anything wrong with the house lately?"
"Or rather, don't you feel like there's anyone around you acting strangely?"
Lin Yan thought that since he had already said so much, the other party should understand, right?
The other person simply looked at him calmly and said, "Has anyone in this family ever acted strangely?"
A group of crazy people were acting strangely in every way, even the little koi and sharks in the pool were starting to act weird.
Yes, after returning from the restricted area, Sang Ling suddenly discovered that the two little ones at the top and bottom of the food chain in the swimming pool had become very strange.
The little koi used to be terrified of the little shark and would hide from it every day, but now it sticks to the little shark every day.
After observing for two hours, Sang Ling suddenly realized something.
They're probably in love.
Under the influence of epilepsy, they eventually went mad.
It's true that once you enter the world of madness, it's like falling into a deep sea; you're mad, I'm mad, and it's mad too.
Don't ask what kind of gate the "mad gate" is.
The answer is that they're a crazy, wealthy family.
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