I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 426 - 319: Takeout (Part Three)_3

Chapter 426: Chapter 319: Takeout (Part Three)_3

Sun Changbiao was so scared that he shuddered violently, flung open the bedroom door, and ran out.

In his panic, he rushed into his son’s bedroom across the hall, slammed the door shut, and then crawled into the wardrobe.

He turned around and slowly pulled the wardrobe door close, peering outside through the air vent in the door.

“Chang… Biao.”

Wu Xiaoyan’s voice was still sounding, unhurried, followed by a series of rustling noises, indicating that the woman seemed to be getting out of bed.

Sun Changbiao was shaking terribly. He bit his tongue hard, the sharp pain distracting him from his fear, focusing his attention on the sounds coming from outside.

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The rustling moved out of the bedroom, onto the hallway outside, and gradually faded away.

It seemed to head toward the living room; then another “Changbiao” was heard, faintly coming from that direction.

Sun Changbiao took a deep breath, feeling a bit less afraid. He slowly opened the wardrobe door, moved behind the door of his son’s bedroom, and listened for a while.

At first, he could still hear the rustling noise in the distance, but then it disappeared; Wu Xiaoyan might have sat down in the living room, or returned to the master bedroom and lay back down on the bed.

Sun Changbiao dared not breathe too deeply. After waiting a while, he reached for the doorknob, ready to open the door and take a look.

He had run in the wrong direction in his panic. If his hair-covered wife had returned to the master bedroom, now was his chance to flee—boldly dash through the living room to escape this place.

Just as he was about to turn the knob, a voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.

“Chang… Biao.”

Sun Changbiao shuddered with fright, quickly withdrew his hand, turned around, and bolted for the still-open wardrobe as fast as lightning.

Behind him, noises of someone turning the doorknob from the outside echod.

“Chang… Biao.”

Sun Changbiao leaped into the wardrobe in one bound, thankfully his feet landed on clothes, making no sound, and with a swift movement, he pulled the wardrobe door shut.

Click!

Click!

The sound of his son’s bedroom door opening synchronized perfectly with the wardrobe door closing, and Sun Changbiao, hiding in the wardrobe, felt as if his heart had stopped beating.

He practically held his breath, slowly turning around in the wardrobe, his face stricken with fear, looking outside.

Through the air vent in the wardrobe door, he saw his wife, enveloped in long hair, slowly walking in.

Her body was so tightly entwined with the hair that only a human silhouette covered by hair was visible, moving past the bed where his son slept, by the desk, and then, slowly approaching the wardrobe.

“Chang… Biao.”

The unclear voice emanated from within the mass of hair, adding a layer of eeriness.

Sun Changbiao, hiding in the wardrobe, stared intensely at the approaching hair-covered figure, his face turning pale with fear, barely breathing.

The hair-enveloped figure seemed to turn its head, scanning around for any movement.

After a short time, it stopped moving its head and, instead, faced directly toward the wardrobe; the upper body leaned forward, almost pressing against the wardrobe door.

Seeing this, Sun Changbiao’s eyes nearly bulged out as he stared through the vent at the hair-wrapped head outside the wardrobe.

Everything froze for three seconds.

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He felt a tickling sensation on his feet, as he had not had time to put on slippers and was currently barefoot.

No good, the tickling was getting more intense, not just at the tips of his toes, but also his heels and calves began to itch.

Unable to resist, he reached down to scratch and suddenly felt several strands of hair wrapped around his calf. Looking down quickly, he noticed numerous hairs had slithered in from under the wardrobe door, climbing up his feet.

With a swoosh, the wardrobe door opened.

The hair-covered figure stood outside the wardrobe, its head jerking sharply twice, letting out a muffled sound.

“Changbiao, have you seen my index finger?”