A man picked up a kitchen knife and chopped at a woman, the scene was bloody and violent... This is what Curly saw from the attic window.
Curly also forgot about her mom being stingy and giving too little in the red envelope, she was completely frightened.
Dylan saw Curly suddenly quiet down and thought she was unhappy, said, "Should I go back and tell my dad to give you another red envelope?"
Curly didn't answer.
"Curly, don't be angry, you can have mine. I don't have use for the money anyway."
Curly still didn't move, Dylan sensed that something was wrong with her. Curly was never someone who would sulk; if she was unhappy, she would definitely vent it.
"Curly, what's wrong? You seem out of sorts." Dylan got up and walked over, patting Curly, and she almost screamed.
Curly covered her mouth, her face was full of horror, and it had turned white.
Dylan asked worriedly, "Curly, what's wrong? Are you feeling sick?"
