monopolize her

Deathly silence.

The little girl's slender eyelashes were soaked in the light, her delicate and soft skin was almost transparent in the light, and she looked docile and harmless.

Just like ordinary couples sleeping together.

Why is the little girl here...

Wen Yuran froze there, his nerves were still a little sluggish when he just woke up, his mind was blank, and he didn't know how to react at all.

It took two seconds before Wen Yuran woke up belatedly, the horrifying reality was before her eyes, her pupils shrank suddenly, and fear pierced through her heart like a lightning strike.

Cold sweat came out all at once.

Her teeth chattered, and she almost lost her voice for a moment.

"You..." Wen Yuran's lips trembled, his back felt cold, and he was speechless for a long time. Finally, his brain regained control of his body. Wen Yuran's limbs trembled, and he moved back in an almost embarrassed posture. Get out of bed.

She grabbed the edge of the bedside table, took a big breath, and her chest heaved violently a few times before she could barely speak.

"You... what are you doing here..." The voice trembled uncontrollably, and some words were blurred.

At this time, the little girl blinked her eyes.

Wen Yuran felt his heart was about to jump out, his palms were wet, and his fingers slipped while grabbing the edge of the bed.

In the next second, the little girl sat up from the bed, her two braids swayed in the air a few times, and finally fell safely back to the little girl's shoulders.Under the light, her face was as clean as white porcelain, and her eyes were dark, as if they were filled with emotions, but also as if they had nothing.

"The talisman is not pasted like this."

The little girl tilted her head and pointed to the paper talisman on the head of the bed.

The tone was very soft, and no negative emotions could be discerned in it, as if he was just pointing out a mistake to Wen Yuran very seriously.

Wen Yuran breathed tremblingly, and also glanced at the paper talisman.

The talisman paper was fairly close to Wen Yuran, and he could touch it with his arm.

calm.

calm.

Be calm.

Wen Yuran said it silently over and over again in his heart, but his heartbeat did not slow down at all.

She hasn't recovered yet

"You don't know how to post, I can teach you."

"You take the initiative to kiss me, and I will teach you, okay?"

The little girl tilted her head, the lines on her face were soft and sweet, as if she was an ordinary little girlfriend who was acting like a baby.The voice was soft and clean, and it reminded me of the clear flowing water on the mountain stream, very light, as if afraid of disturbing something.

There was no trace of anger in his expression or tone of voice.

But at this moment, Wen Yuran only felt horrified, as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart, and he would be sentenced to death at any moment.

Wen Yuran clenched the sheet at his hand, trembling a little, a drop of cold sweat dripped down the temple hair on his forehead, and flowed into the neckline, the skin where the sweat dripped turned cold for a while, his eyes were full of horror.

"Don't look at me like that." The little girl's voice was a little softer, the ending was as soft as dust, with a hint of humility.

Wen Yuran was even more frightened, the horror in his eyes was almost overflowing, and he tried his best not to scream.

She looked away stiffly, looked at the door of the bedroom, and quietly pinched the palm of her hand with her nails. The sharp pain cleared her mind a little, and she was able to think at least.

How to do?

How to escape?

The little girl can enter the house out of thin air, so even if she escapes from the bedroom, she can't escape anywhere.

What else can she do?

What can I do?

Wen Yuran asked himself repeatedly, his heartbeat was terribly violent, and when he glanced at the yellow talisman paper on the bedside out of the corner of his eye, his heartbeat missed a beat, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

The little girl said she posted it wrong.

Then the specifier paper is still useful.

Wen Yuran adjusted the foothold of his gaze, trying to make himself more natural, and then at a certain point, he quickly reached out and grabbed the talisman paper on the bedside.

After getting the talisman paper, Wen Yuran raised the talisman paper and pointed it at the little girl, his voice swallowed: "Don't come here..."

She felt that her nerves had collapsed to the limit, and she could no longer stand a slight stimulation.

However, the next second, the little girl leaned forward and took a small step in her direction.

From Wen Yuran's perspective, one can see the little girl with a red string tucked around her neck and a jade pendant hanging on her beautiful collarbone, which is very eye-catching.

But Wen Yuran is not in the mood of admiration now.

Fear accumulated to the peak, burst out all of a sudden, and a string in my mind suddenly broke.

"Don't come here..." The voice was completely blurred, the physiological reaction brought about by fear, and wet liquid overflowed from the corners of the eyes.

Wen Yuran has not shed tears for more than ten years, she can find a solution to everything, she always thinks that tears are useless.

But in the face of the current situation, she really has nothing to do.Wen Yuran never thought that she would be forced to such an extent. She hadn't even cried when her father died, but now she was terrified.

If the little girl comes again, she really doesn't know what to do.Wen Yuran knew nothing about the field, and what happened to the little girl challenged her cognitive limit every second, and she felt that she might faint at any time.

After a while, Wen Yuran forced himself to stop his sobs, and when he looked forward again, he found that the little girl had stopped moving.

I saw the little girl standing still, motionless, looking at her face quietly, her eyes were deep, and she could vaguely recognize a bit of sadness.

The little girl just looked at her in silence.

After a few seconds, the little girl opened her mouth.

"sorry."

The voice was as soft as a feather, and Wen Yuran thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I was just too scared."

The voice became softer, Wen Yuran held his breath to barely hear it.

After saying this, the little girl lowered her head, and all her expressions retracted into the shadows.

"Good night." The little girl got out of bed with her head down, her footsteps were soft and silent, and soon the little girl walked to the door, opened the door, and walked out.

The door was closed.

Holding his heart in his hand, Wen Yuran fell back to the bed suddenly, took a few deep breaths, the sound of his heartbeat was still alive in his ears, as if he had been in a fight, his whole body was covered in sweat.

Why did the little girl leave?

Just because she shed tears?Or because of something else?

Also, what is the little girl afraid of?Shouldn't you be afraid of yourself?

Wen Yuran couldn't tell, she lay on the bed for a long time before her heartbeat calmed down a little.

Finally left.Wen Yuran thought faintly.

When the whole person almost calmed down, Wen Yuran went to the bathroom of the bedroom to take another shower, and when he came out, Wen Yuran walked to the door of the bedroom.

She held her breath, held the doorknob, opened a small gap, and then glanced at the corridor and living room outside the door.

Because of fear, the lights in the living room were also fully turned on, and it was brightly lit. At a glance, there was no one in sight.

It seems that the little girl really left.

Wen Yuran was completely relieved, lay back on the bed, stared at the ceiling, her heartbeat kept beating one after another, which was exceptionally stable.

She remembered the dream that woke her up.

In that dream, the pain of being bitten on the tip of her tongue was so clear that she thought it was reality.

Thinking, she licked her lips, but there was no pain on the tip of her tongue.

If that crazy, obsessive kiss was a dream, why the pain?

If that kiss was real, why was there no wound on the tip of her tongue?

It is very possible that the little girl did something bad.

So, can it be explained that the little girl will fall into a dream?

After thinking about it for a while, she sorted out the current clues and concluded that the little girl's current abilities——

[-]. Resurrection

[-]. Can enter the locked room

[-]. Can dream

Wen Yuran took a long breath, the vague fear still lingering in his heart.

Since the little girl can dream...

Wen Yuran recalled those absurd dreams in the past, those muddy desires, those scenes of ignition in dreams, there were kisses, hugs, and deeper...

Frame by frame, entangled with complex emotions, played back slowly in his mind, and the roots of his ears were faintly red.

A trace of irritability came out, evoking a deeper level of horror, which leaked from the bones and pierced into the center of the heart, and the chill spread from the bottom of the spine to the top.

The little girl can manipulate people's dreams, so all the previous romantic or dark dreams did not originate from natural desires.

The little girl's identity is false, her dreams are false, and her desires are also false.

What else is true?

Wen Yuran was lying on the bed, with a bright lamp above his head, and every inch of his sight was filled with light, but the fear in his heart remained undiminished.

She was so afraid of dreaming that she didn't dare to sleep at all.

As time passed by, Wen Yuran held on to his consciousness, not daring to let himself fall asleep, but tiredness and sleepiness still struck, and his consciousness sank uncontrollably.

As a result, the second half of the night was quite unexpected, and I didn't have any dreams.

Wen Yuran slept very soundly.