President beep

The author has something to say: Why is today’s work put first?Because of this chapter, An'an and the others went to the haunted house to play.Little angels who are afraid, please read this chapter in a well-lit place, and after reading it, you can come to me to receive a loving hug

I wrote a haunted house, I was so excited about it, I suddenly wanted to write a ghost novel (no)

(Too excited, forgot to set a time for the manuscript x)

Probably to create an atmosphere, the air conditioner in the haunted house was turned on very low.Su He'an and Han Ze'ang could feel the cool wind blowing outside just by standing at the door, making people's skin crawl.

Everyone who entered the haunted house had an expression of fear and anticipation on their faces. Su He'an, who carefully maintained the president's persona, was wearing sunglasses. No one could see whether there was a look of fear in his eyes. Han Zeang prayed in his heart for a while. Don't be afraid to curl up in your arms.

The theme of this haunted house is an abandoned hospital. There is a long corridor at the entrance. The old tiles have stains that cannot be washed off, and the broken glass windows are dark.

The mop in the corner was rotten and wet, with a red water stain winding out, as if it had just been dragged across the floor of the operating room where the accident occurred.

In order to ensure the horror, the number of people entering the haunted house is controlled, and Su and An have no one in front or behind them.The long corridor seemed to be endless, and the overhead lights flickered.

There was a fork in the road ahead, and there was the sound of the medical bed being pushed quickly along with the fork.

The noise caused by the rapid friction of the rollers on the ground was getting closer and closer. Just as Han Zeang was about to move forward, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Han Zeang asked.

At this moment, a blank medical bed appeared from the fork in the road, and it kept moving forward. The piercing sound passed by like an invisible medical team, hurriedly pushing the patients past.

Su and An suddenly walked quickly to the fork in the road and stuck their heads out. There was a dark figure at the fork in the road.Su and An, who were not frightened at all, said, "My friend, why are you not here? It would be even more terrifying if there were no talents at the fork."

The staff who didn't have time to hide in the cubicle: "..." I'm so sorry to interrupt your game experience!

Su and An, who were very happy, smiled and sat on the medical bed that had stopped. They were tired from walking: "Han Zeang, which way do you think we should go next?"

"Whatever." Han Zeang's voice was a little stiff, he stood where he didn't seem to intend to go to the medical bed to meet Su Hean.

Su He'an looked at Han Zeang's face which seemed a little unclear under the dim lighting, and suddenly realized: Han Zeang is not afraid of ghosts, is he?

In fact, Han Zeang didn't know whether he was afraid of ghosts. He didn't believe in ghosts, and he had never been to an amusement park before.

So before he entered the haunted house, he only regarded it as a small theme park, but when he stepped in, he didn't know if it was because the air conditioner inside was too cold, and he always felt that his back was cool.

Seeing that medical bed, he clearly knew it was a prop, but he couldn't help but feel that countless people had died on it, and maybe the cotton stuffed in the mattress had been soaked by the tissue fluid of hundreds of patients.

Seeing that Han Zeang's face was getting paler, Su Hean got off the medical bed and took Han Zeang's hand: "Han Zeang, I'm so scared, can I hold your hand?"

The moment the two held hands, Han Zeang felt the warmth from his palms.Not only the palms, but when Su and An approached him, he could even feel that the air around him didn't seem so cold anymore.

If everyone's aura has a color, then Su and An's aura will probably be a touch of orange pink, warm and delicate.

Su and An told lies that no one would believe, but they acted alike.

He put his head on Han Zeang's shoulder, and shook the hands they held together like a baby: "Oh, it's really scary. I was afraid when I came to the haunted house since I was a child, and then my sister would hold my hand Hand, Han Zeang, can you hold my hand?"

The expected scene is different from what I imagined.It was this unexpected holding hands that made Han Zeang inexplicably feel a little nervous.

The air inhaled into the nose was unwilling to go to the lungs, for fear that the sudden intensification of breathing would make the gap between Su and An feel that something was wrong with him.

Han Zeang's creepy feeling behind Su Hean's poor performance has been dispelled for the most part.He was very grateful to Su and An for saving face and not to expose him, but in the end it seemed that he was the one who lost.

Forget it, no one should have seen it.

Watching the video in the monitoring room is convenient for the staff in the haunted house to mobilize the staff at any time. Looking at the strong man with a white young man on the screen, he always feels that the world is a bit bad. Can the old men be a little more courageous now? Let’s see. How did a haunted house scare them, shame is not shame!

Seeing that Han Zeang didn't get rid of him after the play, Su He'an happily took his hand and found a way to walk forward: "Let me tell you the correct way to play the haunted house."

The road chosen by Su and An leads to the morgue of the hospital.

The faded words mortuary on the door frame of the morgue tell its long history, and the half-closed door attracts passers-by to take a look.

Su He'an pointed to a seam on the outer wall of the mortuary with a finger that did not hold Han Zeang, and whispered to Han Zeang: "This should be a small cubicle, and the workers are hiding in it. I guess after we go in would close the mortuary door to scare us."

Han Zeang couldn't help wondering if Su and An had already been here once, otherwise how could they be so familiar with every part of the haunted house.

The next moment, Su and An knocked lightly on the door of the compartment, lying on the gap and said in a fluttering voice, "Did you see my head, it's under your feet."

There was a scream in the compartment, and the staff inside quickly opened the door, only to find that the person standing outside the door was a tourist, not a colleague, and closed the door angrily.The current tourists are really more than one, is it interesting to scare ghosts? !

When Han Zeang saw the staff, he seemed to be pulled from the haunted house in another time and space to the real world, and the coolness behind him no longer existed.

Looking at Su and An who pushed the door into the mortuary, Han Zeang didn't say anything, letting Su and An pull him.

"Boom." When the two entered the door, probably the staff who had been frightened just now closed the door very loudly in order to vent their anger.

The beds in the mortuary were all empty, and corpses were hung from the ceiling one after another. Under the blowing air from the corner exhaust vents, the floating fake corpses swayed slightly.The white cloth wrapping the corpse lightly brushed over the shoulders of the two people walking in, and the thread occasionally brushed Su and An's necks, and the itching and swishing sensation stimulated him a little.

Although Han Zeang had escaped from the terrifying environment he imagined, he still didn't like the gloomy atmosphere. After the two walked quickly through the jungle of hanging corpses, what appeared in front of them was a corpse lying quietly on the bed , the body was covered with a white cloth.

As the two moved towards the "corpse", Su and An whispered, "This should be a staff member. I suspect that he would suddenly sit up and scare us when we approached, and the makeup on his face should also be very scary. "

Sure enough, the next moment, the "corpse" who had received the order suddenly sat up from the bed, and the white cloth covering his body fell down along with his movements, revealing a bloody face.

Han Zeang: "..."

Su and An: "...Well, there are no surprises at all."

It was quiet in the morgue, so quiet that you could hear the screams of other tourists upstairs.

Staff: "..." I don't want to lose face!

Feeling that the staff who had lost face were angry, he decided to show his most ferocious side. He slowly raised his arm, intending to touch Su and An with his broken and rotten arm, but the two of them ignored him. He, looking for the exit of the room, obviously didn't care about his behavior.

Staff: Feeling humiliated.

Before Su Hean left, looking at the "corpse" lying back silently and covering itself with a white cloth, he always felt a little sorry for him, and walked over to him and said: "Sorry, because it's all the same routine, there is no sense of surprise. Next time You can try to hang two real people on the ceiling, so that after the tourists' attention is attracted by you, the two employees behind can come out to scare people."

Han Zeang, who was still holding hands with Su and Anla and didn't let go, wanted to laugh when he saw Su and An carefully teaching the staff how to be scary, and felt that such Su and An were quite cute.

After coming out of the haunted house, Han Zeang couldn't help asking: "Su He'an, have you been to the haunted house many times before?"

"Well, I have been to various haunted houses. So now there is no haunted house that can scare me..." Su and An nodded with a smile on their faces, but Han Zeang inexplicably saw from this smile Something like sadness.

The coquettish Su Hean, the petite Su Hean, the funny Su Hean, the warm Su Hean, before Han Zeang noticed it, he was already familiar with the various appearances of Su Hean. Su and An showed a side he had never known before.

With a hint of depression, Su and An's eyes were misty, and they were stuck in a place that Han Zeang couldn't reach.

"An'an, why are you here?" A woman's voice came, full of heroism, but it was not Lin Qingqing's voice.

Su He'an and Han Ze'ang turned their heads at the same time, a woman with a three-point resemblance to Su He'an's face was walking towards them with a man on her arm.

It's Su Hean's sister, Su Yule.

Han Zeang had seen the female president of the Su family at a meeting, but he had never seen her in a skirt.

Su Yule, who came to the amusement park with her partner, saw her younger brother and was about to come over to Xingshi to ask him why he hadn't come home for several weeks, but saw two people clasping hands: "Mr. Han, you and Ann..."

Han Zeang looked down and shook hands with Su and An.

It's over, and I can't wash it off by jumping into the Yellow River now.

Su and Le also knew about the blind date between the two, but they didn't expect to meet them on a date in the amusement park: "Okay, I don't care about you. Su and An, you haven't been home for several weeks, and you won't come back this week Don’t want that set of cosmetics.”

Hearing that Su and An frantically pulled Han Zeang's clothes behind their backs, motioning him to agree quickly.

Han Zeang: "Well... I will go back."

"President Han, come together if it's convenient for you." Su Yule smiled and looked straight at Su He'an, with an air that could not be refused.

Su He'an, who is not afraid of anything but his sister, heard himself say, "Yes."