Aoba Office

Ruan Han appeared in a community. It was already dark, and he carried his briefcase and walked towards home.

There was no one on the roads in the community. Only the sound of TV and voices coming from the residential buildings made Ruan Han feel a little popular.

Ruan Han was flustered.

It turns out he is not a timid person. But in the past few days, he kept seeing ghosts wandering the streets and kept recalling what the man in leather clothes said, and he couldn't keep calm.

He tried searching to see if there were any solutions to similar problems on the Internet.

This is probably a common problem among modern people. The first reaction when encountering something is to search the Internet.

Internet searches did not help Ruan Han.

Using the keyword "work partner is a ghost", the search results are either novels or movies.

The only gain from Ruan Han's search was that he saw many ghost stories. Many of these ghost stories are personal experiences of netizens - at least judging from the publishers and the tone of writing, they are personal experiences. A lot of content has basically zero clicks, comments, and reposts, and it doesn’t look like content created by some marketing company. This made Ruan Han believe in the authenticity even more.

He himself has encountered supernatural events and has no doubts about the existence of supernatural beings in this world.

I don’t know if the leather-clad man’s repeated emphasis had an effect. Looking at it this way, it seems that as he said, the entire world is changing and getting worse.

Ruan Han was at a loss.

Thinking more rationally, the fundamental reason for this change may not be that there are more ghosts, but that the Internet has become more developed. Just like more than ten years ago, except for a few vicious cases that were sensational across the country, many murder cases only spread within a small area. Most people live in a peaceful world and don't even know that a country thousands of miles away is engaged in a protracted war.

The spread of information through the Internet makes it easier to obtain information, the world becomes smaller, and the original few cases are no longer lonely, or at least no longer unique. This gives people an illusion.

Ruan Han told himself this, and the keywords he searched on the Internet changed from haunted to online communication and online sharing.

However, that kind of worry still remains in Ruan Han's heart.

In the dead of night, this kind of worry is more likely to surface and occupy Ruan Han's entire mind.

Ruan Han quickened his pace.

As he walked, he seemed to hear a woman's laughter.

The woman's laughter came from behind, like the sound coming from the TV, it was very exaggerated and had the smell of a performance.

Ruan Han paused and continued walking forward.

The next second, he heard that laughter again.

This time the laughter came from above, as if the residents upstairs were watching TV.

Ruan Han quickened his pace a little more and gradually started running.

The laughter came one after another, following Ruan Han like a shadow, coming from all directions.

Ruan Han's breathing became heavier, and fear made his heart beat faster.

He rushed to the residential building where he lived. It only took a few minutes, but it seemed like a long run for more than an hour.

Ruan Han took out the key to open the door, went upstairs in one breath, and opened the door.

Bang!

The door was closed, and the dark room was extremely quiet. Ruan Han subconsciously held his breath, the only sound in his ears was his own heartbeat. He was breathing again, and the sound of his breathing was heard in the room.

Ruan Han turned on the light.

When the room lights up, the light always dispels people's fears.

Ruan Han put his briefcase on the chair beside him, changed his shoes, and went to the kitchen to pour water tiredly.

The cold water poured down his throat and flowed into his stomach, refreshing him.

Putting down the water glass, he walked back to the living room.

There is an old TV set in the living room, left behind by the landlord. Attached is the cable TV bill that the landlord is mandating to pay. The TV is also connected to the set-top box that comes with broadband. But Ruan Han doesn't need these.

There is dust collecting on the TV. When the wind blew, the dust actually flew up.

Ruan Han was stunned, and his body suddenly tensed up.

The TV turned on automatically, and the woman's laughter came out again.

Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hahaha

The laughter overlapped, making the sound even weirder.

Ruan Han's body was trembling and he didn't dare to go to the TV and watch the TV screen.

The TV screen protruded outward, and a hand stretched out from the TV.

That hand seemed to have pierced a membrane, tearing open the TV and letting other parts of the body come out.

The scene was like something out of a horror movie.

But this scene actually happened in reality.

Ruan Han closed his eyes hard and told himself it was an illusion. When he opened his eyes, he still saw the woman. He slapped himself again and pinched his thigh, but he couldn't wake himself up from the "nightmare".

Ruan Han was a little desperate.

The female ghost's face turned around, allowing Ruan Han to see clearly.

The emotion of fear was slightly blocked. Ruan Han recognized the woman's identity. But after the brain reacts, the fear becomes more intense.

This woman is Ruan Han’s ex-girlfriend. To be precise, they are people who met each other on a blind date. After meeting and dating for only more than three months, the other party got an opportunity to go abroad for training, and decisively chose to go abroad. The relationship between the two was naturally interrupted. Because she was introduced by a relative, Ruan Han later heard that she had died in a fire abroad.

The woman must be dead.

Now, this woman who must have died appeared in Ruan Han's home and got out of his TV.

Ruan Han remembered that the last time they went on a date, they went to see a third-rate horror movie. The woman coming out of the TV is one of the shots.

The woman had already landed on her feet and stood completely in Ruan Han's room.

She looked at Ruan Han, grinned, and showed a smile.

Ruan Han saw the blood on her body.

The bloodstain didn't look like her own, but someone else's...

The blood stains on the woman's skirt formed faces.

Ruan Han's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly guessed something.

"The last one... you are the last one. Ruan Han, Ruan Han... come on... come on... hurry up~ let me~ kill you!" The woman said as if singing, her face suddenly became ferocious, and she rushed To Ruan Han.

Ruan Han stepped back and hit the wall with his back. There was no way to retreat.

He felt despair.

The woman's face was almost touching his.

A hand suddenly appeared on top of the woman's head and grabbed her entire head.

That hand picked up the woman and turned her 180 degrees.

Ruan Han only saw the back of the woman's head, and then, the head was like an apple, which was crushed with great force and juice splashed everywhere.

Ruan Han was sprayed with blood on his face, but the thick liquid disappeared in an instant. The woman's figure also disappeared. Ruan Han saw the person appearing behind the woman.

It's the man in the leather jacket.

"Hi, Ahan, are you okay?" The man in leather clothes took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, and greeted Ruan Han cordially.