After following Song Ya's younger brother into the villa, Xia Yi quickly realized why the maid's relationship was better than Song Ya.

Song Ya's younger brother looked back and forth at Xia Yi's palm and then at Xia Yi's back.

"Didn't Zhi's mother ask you to bring something here?" The boy was very disappointed.

"What?" Xia Yi asked casually.

"Clothes, doll's clothes."

Doll's clothes?

Song Ya's younger brother, do you like dolls?

"Since you didn't bring clothes here, what are you doing? Is there something wrong with the production?"

"I just have some private questions to ask." Xia Yi thought about it in his mind. If he asked directly, it would be unlikely that the other party would answer.

First of all, you must make the other party reciprocity mentality.

Reciprocity is a very useful and interesting thing.

In the 20th century, Krishna's believers, a group of bald religious groups dressed in weirdly, asked the American public for fundraising.

Their method of raising funds is to give the other party a flower or book first, and then make a donation request after the other party accepts it.

The Americans who took their things could not refuse them, and they couldn't help but take out their pockets, and the money they took out would be far more than the money they had for their flowers or books.

That organization developed rapidly in the 1970s.

This is the role of mutual benefit in mind. I have taken advantage of you, so I should also let you take advantage of you.

This is also often used in sales. Free trials in supermarkets are a variant of this mechanism.

However, because Chinese aunts are too "smart", under their leadership, tasting becomes a real tasting, which does not play the role it should have.

As a teenager who is dead, he is not as smart as an aunt.

After Xia Yi asked to introduce a fashion designer to him, he was unable to refuse Xia Yi's request to ask some questions.

In fact, he doesn't need any fashion designer at all. The clothes he wants to make appear in cartoons, and the restoration is needed instead of design.

Xia Yi did not ask immediately. The reciprocity mentality could allow the other party to answer his own few questions. When his questions were asked, it was more than just a few.

Fortunately, he also knows the things about the dead house very well.

Through the twob on the mural outside, he successfully chatted with Song Ya's younger brother for a while and gained some favorability.

The boy also took Xia Yi to visit his collection of dolls.

"This is Sansan, this is Senior Sister, this is Brother Shuang..." The young man introduced to Xia Yi excitedly, and Xia Yi also cooperated with her expression of surprise and envy.

After an hour of acting, Xia Yi got into the topic.

After hearing his question, the boy frowned: "What's wrong with my sister?"

"Anything is OK, I just want to know more."

"What can she have to say?"

The boy who felt something was wrong thoughts for a while and looked at Xia Yi with horror.

He asked, "Do you like my sister?"

No, your sister fell in love with me first.

Xia Yi's silence made the boy already have the truth. He patted Xia Yi on the shoulder:

"Brother, is the game not fun or the animation not good? Listen to me, my sister is not a good person, you should give up. I'll take you to the club to play coser. Do you like Rem or Xiaonan?"

Rejecting the boy's kindness, Xia Yi created an image of himself being determined and voluntarily.

"Okay, I'll talk to you about her. After listening, you will be able to know what it means to turn back and shore."

The boy began to talk about Song Ya.

"When I was a child, my sister was a pretty good child and often took me out to play, but when she was four years old, everything changed after being taken away by Grandma Song." The boy's eyes showed a look of regret.

"It was not until she was eight years old that Grandma Song had something to do that, and she left her home for a week. That week was a nightmare week for me."

From the trembling eyes of the boy, Xia Yi knew that what he said was true.

"I thought the one who came back would be my sister who played with me like before. As a result, my sister did take me to play with her, but the way of playing was not very normal."

The boy covered his neck, and Xia Yi noticed that there was a scar the size of a palm on his neck.

"She, eight years old, took me and seven years old to get rid of evil spirits!" The boy's tone was excited.

"That's a horrible thing, a human-eating thing! She took me to catch it! It's not an ordinary horrible person, but a horrible person with strong desire to attack! I was stabbed in my neck. If my father hadn't felt it in time, I would have been dead!"

When Song Ya was a child, did she turn out to be a naughty child?

Xia Yi recorded this setting.

"It's more than that. On the third day when I came home safely and lay in bed, she pulled me and said she wanted to train my courage. Do you know how she trained? She took me and jumped over and grabbed the tree! There was a tree opposite the cliff, jumping over and grabbing the tree!"

Imagine the scene of a seven-year-old boy rushing toward the opposite side of the cliff in the strong wind, and Xia Yi obscured a second of silence for the boy.

"I jumped over and didn't fall down, but my hand grabbed the branch, but the wound on my neck poked into the branch."

Is it so miserable? Xia Yi extended the silence for another second.

"From then on, I knew that guy was no longer my sister."

Sitting on the sofa, the boy kept touching the scars on his neck. Every time he recalled, his wound would ached faintly.

After patting the boy's shoulder, Xia Yi continued to ask: "This is when he was eight years old. How about your sister later?"

"I saw her again a year ago." The boy continued to ask questions and answers, "Although I won't be able to kill me, I can't get into the family at all."

“How to say it?”

"We asked her to watch movies, go to comic exhibitions, and start black, and she didn't attend."

So introverted?

After recording this point again, Xia Yi asked about Song Ya's sins again.

"Have she committed any murder case?" Xia Yi explained his question again, "See what you said, she was very dangerous when she was a child."

"No, but serious injuries are common things."

“Is there no connection with a murder case?”

"No, she has a bottle of milk in her hand. That thing can restore human vitality. As long as she doesn't cut her head, it won't be a problem."

When talking about milk, the boy remembered another scene that he didn't want to remember: "I hung my neck on the branch. While feeding me with milk, she asked me to grab the branch and pull it out by myself. That devil!"

Although pulling it out is something that should be done, humans with fearful emotions are unwilling to face objects that threaten their lives.

"What's wrong with her seriously hurting others?" Since she has not died, she can only start with serious injuries.

"It happened at this time last year, and it hurt the Yang family next door."
Chapter completed!