Attack him as paranoid

The wind outside sometimes knocked on the window, making a strange sound, and sometimes it blew past, bringing out the trembling.

It's a little windy tonight.

Huddled in the quilt, my brother's words came to mind, the wind is really a bit strong tonight.

The rabbit's chirping sound continued, and the sound of the bed board being knocked seemed very frequent.Shang Zinan closed his eyes tightly. This kind of ostrich mentality made him temporarily feel that he was fine, and that thing didn't dare to do anything to him.Suddenly, the bed boards stopped, and when he breathed a sigh of relief, the quilt seemed to be leaking, and his waist felt chilly. When he looked closely, a bloody hand was exploring and touching the bed sheet.

At this moment, he held his breath, his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't react quickly.Slowly, a head began to appear beside the bed, with the head protruding upwards, and Shang Zinan could clearly see what the head looked like.

The skull has turned black, with a few sparse hairs hanging on it, only half of the facial muscles are stuck to the bones, and the pair of eyes that are about to fall are staring at him.

Shang Zinan's whole body trembled, and his body began to retreat involuntarily.When that thing saw Shang Zinan, its bloodshot eyes widened, and the half of its body under the bed began to move, and it quickly attacked Shang Zinan.

"Ah!!!" At this moment, Shang Zinan didn't care about anything else, and suddenly covered the thing with the quilt to buy time for him to escape.Just when he opened the door, there was the whining of a rabbit behind him, and the shrill sound echoed throughout the room, accompanied by the whining sound of the window being blown by the wind, which was particularly frightening.

Shang Zinan couldn't help turning his head, and saw the thing pinching the rabbit's ears with two hands, and tearing the rabbit in half violently towards him, blood spattered two meters long.

That thing came towards him, Shang Zinan turned and ran, at the end of the corridor on the right was Shang Chiqian's room, the only living person in this house besides him was Shang Chiqian, and only Shang Chiqian could protect him up.

While running in the corridor, I could still faintly hear the thunder outside, rumbling like it was chopping something.After running for a while, he felt that the corridor was extending infinitely, as if it would never end. The chandelier on the top gave off a dim light, as if the old kerosene lamp was faltering in the dark night. For a moment, he felt that the house Very run down.

Hee hee...Look!

God, why is he here?

"Who?!" Voices echoed in the air, Shang Zinan asked loudly, but no one answered him.

Let's leave it alone, that person is not easy to mess with.

Shut up!Stop talking, he seems to be able to hear.

Shang Zinan covered his ears and ran forward, aimlessly, seeing that the door was right in front of him, but he would never be able to reach it.Even with fear taking over his entire nerves, he could only run in that direction.It was like a person who was dying of thirst in the desert, knowing that it was a mirage but still crawling towards the phantom desperately, exhausting all his energy.

"Brother! Brother! Help me!" Shang Zinan couldn't control his fear, and tears welled up in his eyes.The corridor kept echoing footsteps, and what was even more frightening was that he heard footsteps other than his own, running forward with him.

stop sir----

"Who? Let me go, please let me go!" Shang Zinan kept running towards the door of Shang Chiqian's room, he couldn't stop, his body was no longer listening to him, he just wanted to escape from here everything of.

There was a sudden cold on his ankle, Shang Zinan lowered his head, and saw that the floor was full of hands, like ghosts in hell grabbing straws for life, the dusty floor was stained with the blood of these hands, giving off a foul smell fishy smell.

Dozens of hands grabbed his feet and kept pulling them down.Shang Zinan was startled and wanted to get rid of the hands coming from the ground, but his feet had already been pulled, and his body began to sink to the floor, sinking slowly with his fear.

"Brother! Help me -----" Shang Zinan stretched out his hand without giving up. He was obviously so close, and this kind of despair made him suffocate at the moment.The lower part of his body started to stiffen, is he going to die so strangely?

The author has something to say: I don’t know if I can continue to write about Tanmei, but I just want to write about Tanmei so that more people can accept homosexuality.