Attract souls

At night in early summer, the weather is not too hot, and there is a faint wind running and wandering from the empty street.

The orange street light from a street lamp leaped from an open window into a house and trickled down on the white tiles.

The heavy curtains hung on the windowsill, powerless to entangle with the wind.

The man lying on the bed suddenly shuddered and woke up from his sleep. His shirt was slightly soaked with thin sweat, and it stuck tightly to his skin.

Huang Xiao twisted his body uncomfortably, he has been sleeping restlessly lately, he always wakes up suddenly in the dead of night, and then can't fall asleep again, until the night is getting darker and the sky is getting brighter, and then he falls into a drowsy sleep again.

But then he's usually up and working too.

Huang Xiao helplessly rubbed his temples, propped himself up, and sat up.

He saw a beam of light coming in from the door of his unclosed room. The source of the light was not the street lamp outside the house, but the lamp in the bathroom that had been broken for a long time.

This is impossible, Huang Xiao is puzzled, the light in the bathroom broke down a few days ago, and he has never had time to fix it.

A soft sound came from the bathroom, which was very clear in this silent night, and at the same time, the light disappeared.

Everything is like a dream.

But in the bathroom, water droplets began to drip continuously. It condensed on the ceiling until it couldn't support it. It fell suddenly and broke into pieces on the floor. The sound was very clear and continuous.

Huang Xiao simply wiped the sweat off his body, got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, and pressed the light switch, but there was no response.

"Sure enough, it's bad. Could it be that I'm dazzled?"

While talking to himself, he bowed his waist, turned on the water source of the washbasin, scooped up a cup with both hands, and patted it on his face. The cool water stuck to his eyebrows, the ends of his hair, and even poured into his forehead. Eye.

The towel hanging on the railing was torn off, Huang Xiao wiped his face indiscriminately, and opened his eyes to look at himself in the mirror.

The moment I saw it, a chill rose from my toes and went straight into my chest.

A figure with long hair drooping, unknown male and female stood quietly behind him!

Huang Xiao suddenly turned around, but there was nothing in front of him, nothing, only his own figure faintly reflected on the bricks of the wall...

He tried his best to calm down his hanging heart, thinking that he must be lack of sleep these days, his eyesight is not good, and he saw wrongly.

Huang Xiao smiled self-deprecatingly, put his hand on his waist inadvertently, the little finger seemed to be hooked on something, and it was slender and long, and it was sticking to his waist.

He carefully pulled up the filament wrapped around his hand, and with the help of the weak light, he saw clearly what the "filament" on his hand was - a long human hair!

A chill rushed to the top of his head, and Huang Xiao felt a little physically and mentally exhausted. His hair is very short, it is impossible to have such long hair.

There will be no women in his room, because his sexual orientation is different from ordinary people-at least in the eyes of most people, he is an outlier.

His lover is a man named Tan Yue, a primary school teacher. They have known and loved each other for four years, hiding from everyone and silently loving each other.

Mingxiao's mother would come here once a month, but his mother also had short hair.

Looking at the tangled long hair in his hand, Ming Xiao couldn't help but start to think wildly, but he is a doctor, he never believed in ghosts and monsters.

Ming Xiao couldn't take it anymore, he stumbled out of the bathroom, turned on the light in the living room, the bright light instantly filled the whole room, Ming Xiao threw himself on the sofa.

Uneasy emotions permeated the air, making it impossible for Ming Xiao to avoid it.

He suddenly thought of Tan Yue. He hadn't seen him for a long time. It's been about ten days. These days, Tan Yue's students are busy with junior high school. Although they are not overwhelmed, they are busy enough.

Ming Xiao didn't quite understand why children are under so much pressure nowadays.

People are so fickle. Just now, Ming Xiao was still in a state of uneasiness, but after a while, he was replaced by deep thoughts.

Anyway, he doesn't believe in this evil. What bad things can happen in this harmonious and beautiful world?

Thinking of this, Ming Xiao turned over on the sofa with all his strength, and after pressing out a deep depression, he took out his mobile phone, it was ten past three.

Late at night.

Ming Xiao lay back on the sofa, seemed a little lost, then hugged the phone again, and flipped through Tan Yue's address book. Tan Yue's profile picture was gray, too, so late, he should be asleep.

Ming Xiao stared at the gray profile picture on the phone for a long time, gently rubbed the edge of the phone with his fingertips, and then solemnly typed a line on the phone, "I miss you very much".

He put his hand on the "send" button, the corners of his mouth unconsciously grinned, and a smile ran out from the corners of his curved lips and eyebrows.

At this moment, Mingxiao's tranquility was interrupted by the crying of a child that seemed to float slowly from afar.

He sat up on the sofa and listened with bated breath.

Not long after, another intermittent cry came, accompanied by fragmented voices interrupted by the crying.

Hearing this voice, it seems to be not far from the door?

At this time, why are there still children crying?

Ming Xiao looked at the closed door of the room, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the next cry wafted to his ears, Ming Xiao finally couldn't help but sat up from the sofa, walked straight to the back of the door, bent his body, and observed the situation outside the door through the cat's eyes.

The corridor was very dark, except for an old lamp hanging crookedly above the head, emitting a faint light like a lit candle, there was nothing else.

Ming Xiao had no choice but to open the door a gap, and inspect the surrounding scene from the gap.

There was no one there, and the corridor was as quiet as if it didn't exist, except for a lonely big spider weaving its web alone.

The dim light was flickering, like a person's weak breathing, Ming Xiao had reason to believe that it would belch in the next moment.

But it was disappointing, it didn't, it still continued to breathe weakly, and continued to illuminate the decaying corridor with its tenacious vitality.

The corridors here are really old, with uneven steps, fences that will fall apart at the slightest touch, and walls that are dyed gray and black.

After all, it was a house more than ten years ago.

Ming Xiao leaned sideways against the dirty wall, not afraid that it would stain his clothes, the sound of crying disappeared after he opened the door and came out.

There was no sound at all, could it be that I made a mistake again?It seems that the side effects of poor sleep should not be underestimated.

Ming Xiao propped himself up, and returned to his room in the dark, but he didn't climb onto the bed, but fell directly on the sofa, and the lights were not turned off.

Under the bright light, he stayed up all night, until the early morning, when the drowsiness suddenly surged like an overwhelming mountain, he couldn't hold on, and he began to feel groggy again.

At that moment, the sound of the alarm clock rang happily.

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