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C1 Ghosts

At midnight, the living room's sound was broadcasted on time like a newscast. There were countless running noises coming from the ceiling, the furniture was moving, and fingernails were scraping across the walls, as if someone was having a party at home.

The temperature in the room dropped bit by bit, and within the sounds rang the laughter of children. The laughter carried a long and slow tune, and was extremely strange. From somewhere, a woman's desolate and sad melody started to sound out.

"Wife Xi, pass this hall and try to bring a lover for this girl. The horse's hooves clattered. The groom arrived, wearing a bridal gown and a bridal sedan.

After the long street, suona sounds, the girl lover entered the bridal chamber. In the new marriage, no one could be seen, and the bride was all smiles and dainty.

Husband, do not be afraid, for your wife has brought you to marry. My son, where are you? Prepare the food, quickly get it. "

On the bed in his bedroom, there was a bulge.

He wrapped himself in the quilt and curled into a fetal position, his trembling teeth biting his lip, his eyes fixed on the faint glow of the flashlight, the only thing that gave her security. Even so, her face was full of fear. She was trembling slightly, but she did her best not to let the invisible outside find out that there was someone in the blanket.

The phone next to his head was plugged in with an earphone. One end of the headset was stuffed into his ear, while the other end was casually placed on the bed sheet.

The voice repeated over and over again. The singer seemed to have never moved, but it also seemed to be getting closer. 3D surrounded every corner of the house.

The sound of the ceiling running could be heard outside the door. Countless children were jumping around in a mess.

The bed was tightly covered, and the thin air was not flowing. As time passed, the air became less and less stuffy, and his face was hot and hot. However, Yu Sheng did not dare to lift a corner to take a breath.

Time passed very slowly, as if a very long time had passed, or as if only a few minutes had passed.

The singing stopped, the noise outside the door stopped, and Yu Sheng slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

Before she could finish her sentence, the female voice sounded from outside, causing her to flinch as a chill spread to her limbs and bones.

"Husband, open the door."

Yu Sheng hurriedly reached out to grab her mouth and hold her breath. She wanted nothing more than to suffocate herself to death. Unfortunately, her brain was unable to control her thoughts as fear surged. Her body involuntarily shook like a sieve, as though she was about to cry.

Since the beginning of July, Yu Sheng had more than once experienced the ghost girl's homesickness.

At midnight, a ghost came to visit.

At first it was only at home that she heard the strange noises, which she believed in science and did not take to heart, but later, when the door opened for no reason, she realized that it was strange, and during that time she had been afraid to stay at home, to get a room in a hotel, so that every night she began to be accompanied by a ghost party in the middle of the night, more and more every day.

Sometimes during the day, when she ran out to scare her, when the computer screen showed the disheveled ghost of a woman pouncing on her, or when a child's hand under the desk was touching her ankle, she looked down at the black hole where her eyes had been gouged out, the big head, eyes bloodshot, grinning, teeth sharp as saws.

Several times, the company began to talk about her mental illness. When her colleagues saw her taking a detour, the boss talked to her and told her to pay for a visit to a psychiatrist, and the first thing the psychiatrist gave her was a mental debility caused by stress. When the situation didn't improve and she was forced by the company to see a psychiatrist again, she became alert to the fact that she was not speaking the truth anymore, but a mental illness that she had just been dismissed from the company yesterday.

Only she knew that the ghosts outside truly existed, and their actions were progressing every day. If she knocked on the door tonight, would she be able to enter her room tomorrow night?

Those sharp teeth were enough to chew and chew her into her stomach.

Such a thought made Yu Sheng deeply realize that the ghosts outside were using her as a plate of 'food' and were slowly forcing her into a corner.

People who die in fear and anger are said to be delicious to the unclean.

The sky above Shang Jing was covered in a grey haze, people's spirit and spirit could be seen weakening, people who were sick and requesting leave could suddenly be seen increasing, people who were strongly supporting their jobs, their faces were extremely similar to the cured meat that had been smoked in the wintermoon, green and yellow in color, looking extremely lifeless, and the worse off were as if they were on the verge of death.

The Yuesheng state was towards the latter.

After a long night of suffering, Yu Sheng opened the bedroom door and saw three bedrooms and two living rooms. Other than her bedroom, the living room, kitchen and other places were similar to the scene of typhoon.

The tables and chairs on the sofa had all been moved, ornaments had fallen onto the floor, picture frames, glass vases, and even the television set had been pushed onto the floor. The books in the study were thrown around or torn to shreds.

Standing in the midst of the mess, Yu Sheng's ugly expression turned extremely grave, as if she was unable to bear the burden.

She felt like she was going to die, but she had to resign herself to her fate.

As the doorbell rang, Yu Sheng put down the cloth in her hand and went to open the door.

The landlord of the apartment stood outside the door. Looking at the other party's troubled expression, he could already guess what he meant.

Recently, there was a commotion in the middle of the night. Neighbors and people from upstairs and downstairs had come to talk to her, but things were not under her control. The situation was not getting better, and the owner could only complain to the landlord.

Without waiting for the landlady to explain, Yu Sheng took the initiative to step back in exchange for a chance to ease up, "Auntie, you know my situation. I don't have anywhere to stay. Give me some time, I'll find a house and move out immediately."

"ShengLi, ah, I don't want to chase you away either. It's just that many families have children. There are quite a few new high school students. Everyone …" The landlady, who was in her fifties, looked at the exhausted child in front of her and felt her heart ache.

His mother was young, his father was scum, his family had a wife, and countless lovers had helped her settle down and pay annual bills in her apartment. She was the only child in the fifth grade who lived alone, and she was the only one who came and went, and her monthly living expenses reached Cary regularly. Occasionally, people around her father would come to see if she was alive or dead, but it didn't matter.

Yu Sheng was good-looking and well-behaved. She smiled at everyone and lived like a small sun. Her neighbors and neighbors, as well as the police, took good care of her.

Malnutrition, a small lump, looked pitiful and painful.

Now that her neighbors came and went, she ate a hundred meals and grew up in the care of those people. It wasn't good to make things difficult for them.

"I understand, I've troubled you." Yu Sheng bowed in thanks.

After sending off the landlord, Yu Sheng returned home. Looking at the place she had grown up in, her eyes were burning, and he felt extremely wronged.

She was, after all, a top student who had graduated from a prestigious school. As someone who believed in science, she had fallen for feudal superstition. Not only had she lost her job, but she was also on the verge of losing her living space.

How could this not cause others to feel that she was sick? If it was anyone else, they would have felt aggrieved.

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