It's better to fall in love

Chapter 1 13th Floor

It was already late at night, and the lights of the building whose entire wall was made of transparent floor-to-ceiling glass had almost been extinguished. The cold glass reflected the colorful lights on the road.Just two days after the end of summer, although it is not as hot as the dog days, the air is still thick and sticky, making people breathless. Qin Tian stood in front of the gloomy building and looked up at the cold buildings on the left and right.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Qin Tian, ​​who was just sweating all over, couldn't help shivering. He looked back reflexively, and there was nothing on the dark road except the street lights that were still dimly on.

Today is the seventh and a half lunar month.In the middle of July, the gate of ghosts opens. Although Qin Tian is a staunch supporter of materialism and atheism, he can't help but feel terrified when he comes to an empty building in the middle of the night on such a day. Looking back, I was always afraid of being followed by something, as if I would no longer be afraid after looking at it.

Qin Tian is an intern at a TV station. He originally applied for a daytime news program. It just so happens that someone has asked for a leave of absence for an assistant in the midnight program. He is the only intern in the entire news program. Who else is there?So he could only be assigned to the Midnight column pitifully, and the leader even called it "training comprehensive ability and cultivating talents in all aspects." Qin Tian could only give a wry smile, and bit the bullet to accept it.

The TV station has a symmetrical layout. There are two buildings on the left and right after entering the main entrance. In the middle is a magnificent circular sculpture with "New City Radio and Television Station" engraved on it. It is said that it was designed by a famous designer.Behind the sculpture is a small garden. Walking through the small garden to the end is the office building of the midnight column. Because of taboos in many places, the building does not have the two floors 13 and 14, but the place where he will go to work every night will be in the On the 13th floor.Although Qin Tian didn't believe this, he was still curious about this kind of unscrupulous design.

I don’t know if the lights are broken or to save electricity. The street lights in the garden are not turned on tonight. The mottled tree shadows are like black holes that absorb light, making it difficult for people to see the road. When the breeze blows, there are rustling noises in the garden. With the rustling sound, Qin Tian was quite courageous, but on this special day he was also a little flustered.

Walking through the small garden step by step and turning back three times, I finally came to the elevator in the office building.The uplight of the elevator was on, and under the dim light, one could vaguely see a person standing at the door, wearing a black T-shirt and jeans, with his head down, waiting for the elevator.Qin Tian heaved a sigh of relief, he finally saw a living person in this spooky building, and this was probably a colleague who was just as miserable as him and had to come to work in the middle of the night.

"Hey~ hello." Qin Tian approached, stretched out his hand and patted the man's shoulder to say hello.

The black T-shirt was stunned and turned his head. His neck seemed to be a wheel that had been abandoned for 100 years, and then thrown into the water for another 100 years. The speed of rotation was so slow that it seemed to be stuck by something. It seemed that he was turning so carefully that it almost made people think that his head would fall off his neck if he went any faster.

Qin Tian, ​​who was originally relieved, suddenly froze, his polite smile froze on his face, and he forgot to take back the hand on the shoulder of the black T-shirt.If someone took a photo of him now, Qin Tian would find that his current appearance is very funny, but he can't care about so much now, probably because his brain has twitched, or because he doesn't believe in evil, Qin Tian said weakly He said, "You... how are you?"

"Huh? You...can...see...see...see...me?" The black T-shirt turned his face, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he read it out word by word. The weird tone made Qin Tian, ​​who was already on tenterhooks Unable to hold back any longer, he withdrew his hand at the speed of light and turned around to run.

Let me go, it was agreed that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they are not allowed to become elites? ?

As soon as he took two steps back, Qin Tian was grabbed by a pair of hands, and the owner of those hands slapped the black T-shirt on the head with lightning speed.

"Alo, you're scaring people again!!"

After a burst of chestnuts, she roared again into the black T-shirt, and her shrill voice touched the walls of the building, bounced back, and echoed in the empty building.

Ghost... Fighting ghosts?

"I want to make a joke with my new colleague~" The black T-shirt rubbed his head, and fell silent weakly in front of the soprano, the weird look just now disappeared.

"I'm sorry, I scared you," the soprano took a look at the black T-shirt and explained, pulling Qin Tian who was just in shock, "This is the producer of our column, He Wanluo, and I'm Chen Jing, the anchor of the column."

"You you you you... you..." Qin Tian, ​​who was greatly frightened, probably had his brain shut down, and it was difficult to turn the corner for a while, and he could only feel his heart beating non-stop.

The elevator door was opened, bright lights shone over, and finally he was able to identify the two living people in front of him who were indeed the genuine ones, and Qin Tian's bloodless face eased a little.Chen Jing gave He Wanluo another look, and dragged Qin Tian into the elevator.

"This is the test that all newcomers to "I Know You Are There" have to accept. If you are timid, you can't stay in our column."

He Wanluo seemed completely unaware of how much psychological trauma he had caused this new colleague, and was very satisfied with the effect he had just made.

What does it have to do with courage to make an emotional show?

He didn't give him much time to think about this question. When the elevator door opened on the 13th floor, he instantly understood why everyone avoided the mention of the midnight program; understood why the leader seemed to throw a Throwing this task to him like a hot potato; I understand why everyone's faces were gloating at the moment he took over the transfer.Because this midnight column is simply a spirit!different!column!eye!

The workplace is like a battlefield...

Qin Tian deeply felt that he had been set aside, that he had been taught the first lesson in his long career.

The corridors on the 13th floor are artificially arranged in a ghastly manner, with skeletons, bloody clothes and strange dark-style paintings hanging everywhere. The visually striking scenery makes people more or less uncomfortable.

Since the show was about to start, Chen Jing went to the dressing room to put on makeup first, and He Wanluo volunteered to show Qin Tian around the 13th floor.

"Look, these sets are all thought up by myself. These hanging paintings were bought from the market with a lot of thought, and each one has a story..." The uncomfortable instigator was completely unaware of himself. These hobbies that are different from ordinary people can't arouse the sympathy of new colleagues at all. When it comes to these sets, He Wanluo's eyes are shining with a strange look, just like a 3-year-old child seeing his favorite toy, "I don't have enough time today, I will turn around later." Let me tell you better."

Or... no need.Qin Tian silently responded to He Wanluo in his heart.I took a quick look at He Wanluo in the elevator. I thought it should be a freak, but I didn't expect this freak to have a baby face and a pair of innocent big eyes. It's not flattering.I have no interest in these things in front of me at all, and I don't want to pay attention to the elated leader mentioned earlier, so I just walk behind with my head buried in myself.

He Wanluo led Qin Tian to shuttle on the 13th floor. Qin Tian was not familiar with the route, and the light was very bad. He passed by an office door, but he didn't notice that someone inside opened the door and came out. He bumped into the person who came out of it unexpectedly. The man seemed to be holding a ball in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a grunt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Qin Tian felt something rolling down from his feet, apologized hastily, and hurriedly wanted to pick up the dropped thing.

"What's going on, hurry up and get my head back..."

The person who was hit scolded Qin Tian loudly.

"Okay, okay, look for it now..."

Looking for... what?

Just seeing the falling object, Qin Tian, ​​who was about to reach out to pick it up, was stuck in the half-bending posture as if struck by lightning, unable to move.

In front of him was a fake head.

His long hair was loose, and it was vaguely recognizable from the bloodstains as a man's head. His face with Chinese characters was sharp and angular, and his face looked like a general in a costume drama on TV.His pupils had completely dilated, and his eyes were as big as copper bells. The incision on his neck was not neat, and there were still flesh and bone fragments.

He looked at the head, and the head also stared at him, looking at each other speechlessly.

……

"Uh... Excuse me..." Qin Tian didn't know what to say.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze, quickly pick it up for me, it's time for me to appear on stage."

What the hell kind of place is this... Men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, Qin Tian suddenly felt heartbroken.

"Xiao Chu, you have to hold back your temper. Don't scare Xiao Qin. It's his first day on the 13th floor. Be friendly."

Before Qin Tian could react, the head was picked up from the ground by the hair.Qin Tian, ​​who had been baptized all night in this terrible place, looked at the baby-faced He Wanluo in the black T-shirt in front of him, holding up his bloody head, and beckoning to him, as if he was holding a watermelon and beckoning him to come and eat Same, he didn't faint from fright, and even made a smile that was uglier than crying, and followed He Wanluo to hand over the head to the "headless corpse" standing there.

"Headless Corpse" waved at the two of them, and got into the studio.

The socialist core values ​​that Qin Tian firmly believed in for more than two decades were easily destroyed in this short night.

It's hard to say whether there are ghosts in this world, but there are really monsters...

This is Qin Tian's evaluation of He Wanluo.

The new colleague is smiling, he seems to like it here.

This is He Wanluo's evaluation of Qin Tian.

The author has something to say:

Babies,

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