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The movie on the screen continued, but the blood light disappeared, and the picture depicted a dark and gloomy wilderness.

There was almost no light in the auditorium.

"It's so dark... I'm so scared..."

Ning An's arm had already slid onto Wen Yuran's waist, through the fabric of the padded jacket and sweater, Ning An could vaguely feel Wen Yuran's tight waist, and the faint smell of perfume lingered on the tip of his nose.

What I think about day and night is in my arms.

This distance is too close, so close that some thoughts want to break through the fishing net and jump ashore. Fortunately, the darkness hides all the dark and damp feelings in the pupils.

Wen Yuran is not dull.

The little girl's trick of pretending to be afraid is quite simple and easy to see through.When the little girl said "I'm so scared" for the third time, Wen Yuran didn't believe it at all.

It's just that this kind of weak closeness is not annoying, so I didn't refuse earlier.

Later, the little girl's arms were soft and boneless, a little too presumptuous.

Wen Yuran took a light breath: "Okay."

The little girl froze.

"Enough is enough, take it back." Wen Yuran's voice was cold.

The arm on the waist was stiff for a few seconds, and finally retracted hesitantly.

It seems that there is twelve points of reluctance.

On the screen, in the originally dark field, someone lit a fire, and the picture suddenly brightened.

With the help of the dim light on the screen, Wen Yuran tilted his head.

I saw the little girl next to her lowering her head and curling up into a ball, as if she was particularly aggrieved.

Wen Yuran couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smiled.

The plot behind the movie is getting more and more horrifying. There are dangers everywhere. No one can escape, and no one knows what will happen in the next second. All deaths belong to fate, and the unknown is more terrifying than ghosts.

The long and eerie melody pierced the ears like a knife, and the scattered audience in the front row gasped from time to time, and some even screamed.

These audiences are the ones who are really scared, and the little girl is not qualified to pretend to be scared at all.Wen Yuran couldn't help thinking.

Now, all of Wen Yuran's attention has been taken away from the film, and there is still a slight itchiness left by the fuzzy touch of the cloth.

Thoughts go back and forth and digress a thousand miles away.

The video is over.

When the overhead light suddenly came on, Wen Yuran still hadn't realized it. Looking at the credits scrolling on the screen, she couldn't remember what the movie was about.

This is the first time I've been distracted watching a horror movie.

Wen Yuran squinted his eyes, adjusted to the bright environment, then stood up and said to the little girl, "Let's go."

Ning An followed her, lowered his head, and didn't speak much all the way.

It made Wen Yuran think that he had done something to offend the little girl.

Next, Wen Yuran took Ning An to a high-end restaurant, and Ning An ate very little.

"Are you used to eating?" Wen Yuran asked.

The little girl shook her head and said, "No, I don't usually eat much."

"What to eat then?"

"eat snack."

Wen Yuran understood.

Most of the current college students are like this. They eat less meals, but eat more suppers and snacks.

Later, the two chatted a few words from time to time. The little girl spoke briefly and concisely, but the words were too few, and it seemed that it would be difficult to say one more word.

Obviously very lively on WeChat.Wen Yuran thought.

At the end of winter, it gets dark early, and after dinner, the sky is already half dark.

Wen Yuran got into the car, held the steering wheel, and didn't rush to drive in the direction of S major, but turned his head to ask the little girl in the co-pilot.

"Where is the house you rented?"

This sentence made it clear—I know you don't live on campus, and I also know that you lied about the access control before.

The little girl looked very calm, neither the embarrassment of being exposed, nor the displeasure of having her privacy offended, she just answered Wen Yuran's questions obediently.

"It's in the residential area directly opposite the southwest gate of S University."

Wen Yuran pressed his eyebrows, and carefully studied the little girl's expression.

Not a single crack could be seen.

Obviously the little girl's investigation materials are clearly in his hands, no amount of mystery should be peeled off.

But there were still many moments where Wen Yuran felt that he couldn't see through this little girl.

Gently exhaling, Wen Yuran started the car and drove in that direction.

Arriving at the residential building pointed by the little girl, Wen Yuran stepped on the brakes, and the car slowly came to a stop.

The residential buildings look dilapidated, the security facilities are pretty bad, and there are not even street lights in that alley.

It was already dark.

The headlights illuminated the dirty path ahead, and there were a few trampled leaflets floating on the ground, and the light could vaguely illuminate two thin telephone poles.

"Here we are, get out of the car." Wen Yuran signaled.

Ning An lowered his head, and carefully opened the car door a little.

The legs protruded a little bit, and then retracted.

Ning An turned around, opened a pair of watery eyes, and whispered, "I'm afraid there is no light."

Wen Yuran chuckled lightly.

I don't believe it at all.

Since it is a permanent house and I have to go back every day, how can I start to be afraid when I am in front of me?

"I'm really afraid... I just watched a ghost movie today, and the corridors are so dark..." Ning An whispered.

next second.

Wen Yuran felt his clothes being caught.

I saw Ning An grabbing the hem of her clothes, raising his head, biting his lips with his teeth, and his eyes were black and bright, as if they were soaked in water.

It looks very much like the younger brother begging for candy from himself.

Grabbing the hem of the clothes—it was the trick when we first met.

Wen Yuran could see very clearly.

But it was like this, hitting the bullseye.Just like every time her younger brother acted like a baby to her, it was hard for her to refuse.

Still couldn't help it, my heart softened.

She sighed softly, and then spit out two words from her mouth.

"alright."

With that said, Wen Yuran got out of the car with the little girl, and locked the door.

The corridors are indeed very dark, many voice-activated switches are broken, and some cannot see the road clearly.

Find time to find a better place for the little girl to live.

While thinking, Wen Yuran carefully groped for the steps. Darkness can always arouse people's imagination of fear.After walking a few steps, Wen Yuran felt a little apprehensive.

At this time, the cuffs tightened.

It's a little girl.

The little girl pulled her sleeves, leading upwards, her steps were steady.

Wen Yuran's heart relaxed a lot.

The little girl was obviously used to walking, but she wanted to pretend to be scared.

And now the person who is really scared is accompanying the one who is pretending to be scared.

Wen Yuran found the current situation a bit funny.

Arrived on the third floor.

Ning An stopped at the door of the house.

"I'm leaving, goodbye." Wen Yuran said.

I wanted to move my feet, but found that my sleeve was still being held by the little girl.

Wen Yuran frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Let go."

In the dark corridor, the little girl lowered her head, her fingers tightly clutching her cuffs.

No intention of letting go.

"The house is empty, and I'm afraid too."

The little girl's voice was small and soft.

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