"It's it, it's it. The little boy I saw last night is it!" Aunt looked at the doll in my hand and screamed loudly. Her body suddenly retreated to the back. Her face was very frightened.

"aunt, are you ok?" Aunt's performance is to frighten the fifth day, the fifth day hurriedly came forward to hold her hand and asked with concern.

"it is, it is!" She pointed at the doll, her lips trembling and purple, her eyes wide open, because she was afraid that her body was shaking.

"Xiaoqi, aunt?" On the fifth day of the first year, I turned my head to look at me. My mother was...