
Pillow Person
by Shen Wanyu
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Pillow person At three o'clock in the morning, I was woken up by my husband. He explained gently: "Have you had another nightmare? Did I kill you again in the dream?" This is the seventh nightmare this month. In the dream, he always strangles me with his tie. He was on a business trip today, and when I was cleaning the bedroom, I found something unusual in the pillow core. I tore open a corner and found it was filled with long, knotted hair, the color of which was completely different from mine. I trembled and took pictures and sent them to my best friend, but she replied: "No way, he sent you a picture of you sleeping today!" The doorbell suddenly rang, and two policemen stood at the door. "Mrs. Chen, please have your condolences... Your husband, Mr. Chen Mo, fell off a cliff and died this morning." "We found your mobile phone at the scene, which contained a photo taken before he died." In the photo, I was sleeping with my eyes closed, and my husband's tie was obviously wrapped around my neck. The policeman added doubtfully: "But the medical examiner said... You have been dead for at least three days."
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