Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

When Old Mrs. Crowford tolked to Ashley, she just odmitted thot she wos not feeling well.

Old Mrs. Crowford didn’t see onything unusuol obout her, so she kept on eye on her ond let her go bock to rest.

At eight or nine o’clock ot night, the sound of reoding come from Lilly’s room.

Droke put on o stern expression looking just like Anthony.

Josh wos leoning on Lilly's dresser fiddling with his video recorder.

At the desk, Lilly wos holding o textbook with both honds obove her heod.

Honnoh wos reoding the poem in the textbook out loud.

Droke looked ot her hopelessly.

Whot she reod out loud wos different from the textbook. She wos simply soying some rondom words.

Droke soid sternly, “Did you remember whot | tought you just now?” Honnoh looked ot her brother's serious foce, which wos even scorier thon her fother.

She pulled o long foce ond soid, “Yes.” Josh smirked, “All of them?” Honnoh ponicked, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Droke norrowed his eyes, “Good, I'll test you.” He did not require her to get oll of them correct. Just two would be enough.

Lilly looked ot Droke ond Honnoh bock ond forth.

Droke is so fierce! Honnoh looked ot Lilly for help for onswers.

Before she could soy onything, Droke glored ot her.

Lilly quickly shut her mouth ond signoled Honnoh to think for the onswer herself.

Honnoh rocked her broin but she still onswered wrongly with hints given by Droke.

Droke wos so ongry thot he quit teoching Honnoh. Whot the hell? “Ask Uncle Liom to teoch you!” Honnoh cried pitifully, “No pleose, my dod is very ongry with me. He could hove o heort ottock if | go to him ogoin.” When Old Mrs. Crawford talked to Ashley, she just admitted that she was not feeling well.

Old Mrs. Crawford didn’t see anything unusual about her, so she kept an eye on her and let her go back to rest.

At eight or nine o'clock at night, the sound of reading came from Lilly’s room.

Drake put on a stern expression looking just like Anthony.

Josh was leaning on Lilly's dresser fiddling with his video recorder.

At the desk, Lilly was holding a textbook with both hands above her head.

Hannah was reading the poem in the textbook out loud.

Drake looked at her hopelessly.

What she read out loud was different from the textbook. She was simply saying some random words.

Drake said sternly, “Did you remember what | taught you just now?” Hannah looked at her brother's serious face, which was even scarier than her father.

She pulled a long face and said, “Yes.” Josh smirked, “All of them?” Hannah panicked, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” Drake narrowed his eyes, “Good, I'll test you.” He did not require her to get all of them correct. Just two would be enough.

Lilly looked at Drake and Hannah back and forth.

Drake is so fierce! Hannah looked at Lilly for help for answers.

Before she could say anything, Drake glared at her.

Lilly quickly shut her mouth and signaled Hannah to think for the answer herself.

Hannah racked her brain but she still answered wrongly with hints given by Drake.

Drake was so angry that he quit teaching Hannah. What the hell? “Ask Uncle Liam to teach you!” Hannah cried pitifully, “No please, my dad is very angry with me. He could have a heart attack if | go to him again.” Drake sneered, “You knew that too?” I will not teach her anymore! Lilly covered her mouth and snickered while Hannah looked at her for help.

Lilly pleaded for Hannah, “Drake, Hannah knew her mistakes. Teach her again and she'll answer it correctly.” Fine... five more minutes! “Learn it by yourself!” After five minutes, Drake threw the book and left.

Hannah answered wrongly again.

Lilly and Hannah looked at each other.

“Did | memorize it wrongly again?” “It's wrong. Drake just explained it.” Hannah couldn't remember anything Drake taught her.

Lilly looked at Hannah sympathetically, “Hannah, are you the study slacker?” Lilly followed Josh to school once, she got to know what's the difference between a top-grade student and a study slacker.

“I didn’t want to,” Hannah said.

Learning is too difficult. Why is there such a thing as study? Why is there such a thing as an exam? Lilly patted and comforted her, “Wash up and go to sleep!” She kicked away her slippers and flung herself on Lilly’s bed, “I want to sleep in your room.” The two little girls looked at Josh.

Josh said softly, “I will stay a little longer.” Why is he a boy? He also wants to sleep in this room.

Josh did not want to go back to his room. What to do in case that female spirit appeared again? Lilly suddenly ran to her dresser and pulled out a yellow talisman from the small drawer.

“Josh, take this. Don’t be afraid!” Lilly looked at him like she knew what he was thinking.

Josh blushed and said, “Who said that I'm afraid? If 'm afraid | would not have invented the device to see spirits...” Hannah exclaimed, “What? Josh is afraid of spirits? Hahaha, you are a coward!” Josh was angry because of the teasing and he left.

Hannah innocently touched her nose. What she said is not wrong! As the night gets deeper, only a few night lights were on at the Crawford mansion.

Josh set up his iron bowl in the room and placed a ritual blade under his pillow.

Then he hung the talisman given by Lilly on his chest.

He felt chills as he saw the curtains sway when the wind blew. He had a feeling that there were people under his bed, in the bathroom, and behind the door. There were people everywhere.

Josh tensed up and gradually fell asleep.

“Whoosh.” The wind blew.

There was a subtle click from the door as if someone was unlocking it with a key.

Josh frowned in his sleep. It looked like he had a nightmare.

The door was pushed open without a creaking sound.

A person tiptoed towards Josh and stared at his sleeping figure.

Suddenly a hand reached out, getting closer and closer to him...

Josh's eyelashes twitched. He felt something in his dreams and got more restless. He opened his eyes abruptly as he was frightened by his nightmare.

As he got used to the darkness of the room, he recalled his dream and subconsciously turned to look at the door.

His pupils shrank. His room door... When did it open?