Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 153
After hanging up the phone and thinking about these things, the time has come to nine o'clock in the evening.

Chen Yan hid the turned-on camera on the hanger as usual, pressed the mobile phone under the pillow, lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

The moonlight tonight is not bright, but the snowflakes are bigger than before, and the heated room looks extra warm on such a night.

After the moon clock tower in the city center struck the tenth bell, the girl in white high heels reappeared under the streetlight in front of the apartment at 33 Walker Street.

She walked into Chen Yan's bedroom on the third floor through the invisible stairs in the air, looked at Chen Yan who was in a deep sleep, and then looked at the camera hidden on the hanger, sneered silently with disdain, and then got into his bed.

She hugged him, pressed against his forehead, and entered his dreamland.

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Chen Yan opened his eyes in the dream, and there was almost darkness in front of him.

He clearly felt something rubbing against him, so he looked out hard.

It was a half-knit sweater.

It's a small size, made of slightly better quality coarse wool, and the color is about... pink.

It's one of the more expensive ones.

Chen Yan understood that he once again saw the world from the perspective of the child in Marina's womb, and Marina was obviously knitting a sweater for her child.

Giving birth in winter is the most difficult, not to mention that Marina may not be able to find a midwife, so she needs to do everything by herself.

A thick sweater can be used to keep warm, which can greatly reduce the child's chance of dying.

Chen Yan concentrated his energy and saw further away—the room was not as dark as before. There was a red candle in the corner of the room. Although the candle's flame was not bright, it barely kept the room in normal vision.

Marina held two thin wires that had been straightened as much as possible. This thing seemed to have been removed from a fence somewhere. Although it was old, it had obviously undergone some kind of treatment, so there was no rust.

Chen Yan looked away, and was startled when he saw the window.

Even with the light yellow thick window screen blocking it, the snake-faced monster lying on the lower right corner of the window can still be seen.

That's the third uncle!
The third uncle had a strange smile on his snake face, and he just stood still outside the window, staring straight at Marina—staring at the child in Marina's womb.

Chen Yan could even feel his gaze!

He just stood there, with a nervous and stiff smile on his face, completely motionless, like a weird doll in a circus house of horrors.

Marina didn't seem to notice his existence, but concentrated on knitting the little sweater in her hand with the poor light of the candle.

What Chen Yan couldn't see was that in the corner of the small room, a girl in white high heels slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at everything in Chen Yan's dream curiously, but he couldn't see her—for the sake of safety, she hid herself to avoid the unexpected incident after entering Chen Yan's dream last time.

On such a cold night, there is only silence in the night sky.

Until a voice broke the silence.

"Monster, go away!"

It's Jack Baldo's voice!
The voice seemed to be coming from the stairs - at this time, he should have just returned to Leprosy Lane.

At Chen Yan's current position, he just couldn't see him.

All I could hear was a muffled sound from outside the door—a muffled "bang bang" sound from punches to the flesh.

The two people with two completely different purposes outside the door unanimously chose to try not to make any noise.

They didn't want to frighten Marina.

After a while, the sound of one hobbled footsteps disappeared, and the other limped and stepped on the heavy steps that were restrained as much as possible, and came to Marina's window.

It was Jack Baldo, bruised and bruised.

"Marlena..."

He whispered her name, wanting to confirm her safety.

"I'm very good."

Marina is still knitting.

In any case, protecting the children is her most important thing.

Her voice was a little weak, Chen Yan looked up and saw her face.

She was much more emaciated than before, and her red hair was messy and hadn't been washed for many days.

The eye sockets are sunken, obviously malnourished.

There are bloodshot lips on the chapped lips, which are symptoms caused by excessive anxiety and long-term low-grade fever.

"Jack." She whispered Jack Baldo's name.

"Ah, I'm here." Jack Baldo was surprised, because it was the first time that Marina spoke to him in such a gentle tone since she became pregnant.

"I hated you for bringing me out, and for that, I spoke ill of you." She looked at the guardian outside the window, apologetic in her voice, "I'm sorry."

Jack Baldo panicked immediately: "Marlena, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? I met a good man today, and I can get some money from him to take you to the doctor."

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan did not feel any discomfort.

He just wanted to hear what Marina had to say next.

He felt close to her from the bottom of his heart, even though she was just a corner girl around his age who had absolutely nothing to do with him.

"I'm very good."

She said this again in a calm tone, then lowered her head and stroked her protruding belly.

Only when she saw her stomach, did she not see the suffering she had experienced on her face.

"I want to thank you, Jack, for pulling me out of this quagmire... If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be a normal person... couldn't be a mother."

Jack Baldo stood outside the door, blowing the cold wind, helpless.

In the corner, the girl in white high heels was silent.

At her age, she couldn't understand what Marina was thinking.

She just felt sorry for her, and had no other emotions.

Marina gently stroked her soon-to-be-born child, speaking in a low voice, as if she was talking to Jack Baldo, or talking to herself.

"Jack, I have been thinking these days, I came to this world and suffered so much, and now I am almost 30 years old, and I am still confused.

My child is about to be born, but I still don't have the ability to raise him.

I was thinking, why did I come to this world?

Back then, why did my parents let me come into this world full of suffering?

Why didn't they get my consent when they chose to create my life? "

There was a low sobbing sound in the midnight wind, and the sobbing sound was quickly buried in the wind and disappeared.

Jack Baldo didn't say a word, because he never thought about these things, he didn't have the concept of parents in his head at all—

That concept had already subconsciously sunk into the depths of the lake when he came ashore from the smoky lake.

So when he faced Marina's problem, he was completely at a loss, and it was difficult for him to empathize with her to a certain extent.

(End of this chapter)