Penitent hand, trembling slightly

The place where they live is relatively simple, and the door is a big wooden pavement. In order to save materials, this "bed" is not very high, and it only reaches Shen Maomao's calf.The bed was covered with foam, and there were four clean and tidy quilts.In addition, there is a watch on the wall that is the same as that in the cafeteria. It is the only electronic product in the dormitory besides the light.

There are also some daily necessities on the open space in front of the bed, pots and pans are in a mess.

Yan Nan and Xue Hua slept on the left side, while Xiao Lou left her the right side against the wall, and all four of them slept with their heads facing the door.

From the perspective of Feng Shui, people cannot sleep with their heads facing the door, because only when the dead are placed in the mourning hall, their heads are facing the door. Treating the living with the same behavior as the dead will bring disaster to the living; From a psychological point of view, the bed facing the door will give people a kind of unsafe psychological hint, always feel that people are coming in, so they will not sleep well...

Compared with the psychological theory, Shen Maomao thinks that the Feng Shui theory is more appropriate. This bedroom is square or rectangular, and it looks like a coffin.

The other two lay down in their positions, not sure if they were asleep or not; Yan Nan was spreading the quilt; she walked over lightly, sat by the bed, and took off her overalls.

The overalls were sticky and damp, and she was sticky too.But there is no place to take a shower on the construction site, and they have no time to wash clothes after a busy day - let alone go to the sink.

How can I sleep like this...

Shen Maomao was a little worried.

At this moment, Xiaolou suddenly said: "The basin of cold water on the ground is reserved for you, use a towel to wipe it off yourself."

Shen Maomao was so moved that he almost cried, and whispered in Xiaolou's ear, "Wow! Sister Lou, you are too kind, aren't you?"

Xiaolou turned his head in disgust: "Stay away from me! It smells like sweat."

Shen Maomao: "..." That's why I left water for her because I dislike her...

Aggrieved, she lifted off her blouse, unbuttoned her underwear, and wiped her body with a towel dipped in cold water. At first glance, gray marks were left on the cheap, clean white towel.

Fortunately, there is sister Lou's loving cold water, otherwise she must be smelly the next day after sleeping with so much dust.

While she was playing with water, Xiaolou said again, "The body is gone."

Shen Maomao: "?"

Xiaolou: "The one in the pool, I didn't see the body when I went to fetch water, but there was still blood in the pool."

Shen Maomao looked at the gray water in the basin: "..." So this basin of water came from the faucet that passed through the back of the aunt's head?

The water-soaked towel fell back into the basin with a "slap", splashing a splash of water.

The skin that was wiped with a wet towel seemed to be crawled over by small bugs. She couldn't help rubbing her arms, but she couldn't wipe it off no matter what.

Xiaolou turned over, leaned on the bed and looked at her with his chin: "When is it, are you still poor?"

Too.The water is flowing, so this basin of water must have nothing to do with the aunt hahahahahahaha.

Can't laugh at all.

Shen Maomao maintained an expression of being hopeless but unwilling to die, he wiped carelessly with a towel, and finally took a jio.

While washing, she also recalled the scene that Yan Nan described to her, matching their experience last night, replaying the situation at that time vividly in her mind.

Thinking about it made her numb.At last she stood at the door, poured out the dirty water in the basin, and then went back to the house and sat on the bedside to dry her feet.

Yan Nan and Xue Hua actually both had their eyes open. They are not early to bed and early to rise people on weekdays, but now they don’t have mobile phones, so they can only stare at the ceiling.

Xiaolou stretched out his hand and pulled the light cord to turn off the light.

The small house was plunged into darkness, but not to the point where you couldn't see your fingers.The street lamp outside the window was still on, and the warm yellow curtains reflected the shadow of the flowerpot on the window sill.

Shen Maomao asked Xiaolou: "Sister Lou, have you found any clues?"

They hardly spend time alone, so Shen Maomao never had time to tell Xiaolou about Yan Nan's conversation with the foreman.

Xiaolou said: "Does it count that there will be strange-looking things arresting people at night?"

Shen Maomao: "..." What kind of clue is this, she was caught in person.

But—how weird can this odd shape be?

Forget it or don't ask, the more you know, the faster you die.

Speaking of what happened last night, Yan Nan suddenly asked, "Why did that thing let you go yesterday?"

She was talking about Shen Maomao, but she was looking at Xiaolou.After all, Shen Maomao is a complete newcomer, and Yan Nan also understands that she can't ask anything from her.

But Shen Maomao herself didn't have this self-awareness, and she replied in a hurry: "Maybe because I'm so pitiful, who wouldn't have sympathy for a beautiful girl like me?"

Yan Nan: "..." Shameless.

Xiaolou: "Yes, maybe because she is so beautiful."

Yan Nan almost died of anger: "I'm not joking with you. If you know a way to stop ghosts from killing people, please tell them immediately. Isn't other people's lives worth anything?"

Shen Maomao looked blank: "Ah? Didn't you say that ghosts are irresistible? Didn't your husband say that? I really don't know what's going on..."

Yan Nan turned over and faced the wall, refusing to communicate with her.

There was a rustling sound, and Shen Maomao climbed into bed, ready to sleep and welcome tomorrow's new life of moving bricks.

Closing her eyes, she habitually glanced out of the window, and just one glance made her hair stand on end.

I saw a dark figure reflected on the curtain, that person stood quietly outside the window, motionless, for an unknown how long, but they didn't realize it at all.

Shen Maomao felt cold all over his body, and he didn't even dare to move.

After a long time, she suppressed the fear in her heart, raised her hand and gently poked the small building next to her.

Xiaolou opened his eyes and looked at her, his dark eyes were like two bottomless pools of water.

Shen Maomao cautiously pointed out the window.

Xiaolou looked up, looked at his watch calmly, and finally said: "It seems that my guess is right. Strange things will happen outside after nine o'clock."

Shen Maomao was a little flustered, and asked with a smile: "What should we do?"

Xiaolou: "Sleep."

Shen Maomao: "?" Are you kidding me?

After speaking, Xiaolou turned his back to her and closed his eyes again.

Shen Maomao: "??" With such a thing outside who doesn't know if it's a person or a ghost staring at him, who can sleep?

However, Xiaolou no longer paid attention to her, and after a while, her heavy breathing came.

Shen Maomao: "???" Fall asleep now?

So scared, so tired, so tired...

She covered her body with the quilt, preventing any part of her body from leaking out except her head, and she didn't dare to take it off even if she was covered in sweat.

Beside her were three breathing sounds one after another, except for her, the other three were all asleep.But the people around her didn't bring her any sense of security, she didn't dare to move around, her body froze, and she didn't know if the guy outside had left or not...

The waking time was particularly long, and Shen Maomao's eyes were blurred, and he was too sleepy to open his glasses.

The hour hand on the watch had already moved towards eleven o'clock, when the wind suddenly picked up outside.

The wind was loud and deafening. It didn't sound like it was blowing outside the window, but it was blowing in her ears.

She twisted her stiff neck and looked at the three people to her left.

The three of them were still sound asleep, as if they hadn't heard the sudden wind at all.

Accompanied by the strong wind, there was a dull "click" from the window, one after another, as if a polite person was knocking on the window tirelessly, waiting for someone to open the door to welcome him in.

Shen Maomao was about to be frightened stupid, the vague sleepiness just now had long since disappeared, and she was shaking uncontrollably.

Why are they still awake?Can't they hear such a loud voice?Or... are "they" not really them at all?

"What are you shaking?" Xiaolou said suddenly.

Shen Maomao was so excited that he almost cried: "Sister Lou! Listen!"

Xiaolou: "The sound of the sea crying?"

Shen Maomao: "...?" Xiaolou's singing is pretty good?

No, now is the time to think about this!

She wished she could shake this woman's shoulders crazily, so that she could listen to the wind outside and the knocking on the window.

Xiaolou said: "Isn't it just the wind? Are you going to sleep? If you don't sleep, others will sleep, or I will knock you out?"

Shen Maomao broke down and said, "I agree!"

Xiaolou raised a knife in his hand, Shen Maomao only felt a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes went dark, and then he completely lost consciousness.

……

Xiaolou's way of killing people is so professional...

Shen Maomao, who was dizzy until the next day, rubbed his sore neck and said with emotion.

The gentle sunlight pierced through the thick curtains and hit her body.She looked up at her watch, it was almost 06:30 now.

She was covered with a quilt before she was knocked out yesterday, and after she was knocked out, no one helped her remove the quilt. Shen Maomao, who slept all night, was soaked from clothes to quilt as if she had taken a bath.

She yawned, and as soon as she turned around, the yawn froze on her face.

"Hold the grass!" Why hasn't that thing left yet? ! !

One night passed, and the black shadow was still there!

Shen Maomao suspected that he was in a dream.

But the day gave her great courage, and she called out the names of the other three.

Yan Nan and Xue Hua were very vigilant, and sat up as soon as they heard her voice, and their sobriety did not look like they had just woken up.Only Xiaolou turned over, rode on the quilt, smacked his lips, and didn't wake up at all.

The two of them were not surprised by the figure outside the window at all, Yan Nan put on her clothes and put on her shoes, planning to go out and have a look.

Shen Maomao understood that these two people hadn't slept at all when the shadows appeared last night, and the heavy breathing she heard was just pretending to be asleep.

She glanced at Xiaolou, who was sleeping soundly, with a hint of hatred that iron can't be made into steel.

"what--!"

Yan Nan who walked out of the door suddenly let out a scream, and Shen Maomao froze for a second, then quickly put on his shoes and got off the ground.Xiaolou, who was asleep, got up neatly, faster than her, and rushed out.

——There is a man hanging from their window, the man's dangling feet are shaking slightly with the cool morning breeze, his toes are tapping the glass lightly, kicking a gray lead on it, and staring at them at the window all night.