Nightmare GL

"Why did you suddenly ask for leave?"

Ding Ting and Sangsui have already sat back in the office.She rolled up the heavy cotton trousers on her legs to see if the bruising on her knees was serious.

Mulberry is not good at lying, she struggled for a while, "...my mother is sick."

"sick?"

"If I remember correctly, both your father and mother have retired, right? Can't your father take care of her?" Ding Ting took it for granted.

.....

"I don't want my dad to be too tired..."

Ding Ting gave a "tsk", "I'm tired if I feel emotional!"

"I'll get my work done ahead of time. There won't be much left."

"Then how do I know if you will have a lot left? When you are all gone, I will do the rest of the workload." Ding Ting has always felt that Mulberry belongs to the level of veteran cadres. The age is similar, but there is always a sense of sophistication when dealing with people.The best way to deal with such an honest person is to bully the weak.

In fact, Mulberry often helps her deal with many important data and documents at work.When she was neglecting her duties, Mulberry silently tapped on the keyboard.While she was busy talking on the phone with her friends, Mulberry was checking the data one by one.She could have gone home early, but because of her, she came back every evening.But Ding Ting didn't know anything about this.

Sangsuo didn't want to say anything more, she lowered her head and continued typing on the keyboard in her hand.

The reason why she didn't dare to raise her head to meet Ding Ting's eyes was because she was afraid of seeing the man protruding from her neck, but Ding Ting directly interpreted her behavior as guilty conscience.

"Is that the point?"

"You clearly know that the work on Monday and Tuesday is cumbersome, but you keep pushing it all to me..."

Ding Ting talked a lot by herself, but Sangsui didn't listen to a single word.Inadvertently raising her head, she caught a glimpse of Ding Ting's darkening Yintang between her brows.That's a sign of bad luck.

"Are you scared of being alone?" she interrupted.

Ding Ting didn't speak for a while.

How can you not be afraid after something like that happened.

Her personality is too strong, because she is unwilling to say anything, and she looks down on honest and dedicated people like Sangshou, so she can only use this aggressive method to keep her for a while.

"Ding Ting, that's not how you ask for help." Mulberry seldom puts on airs, "If you want me to join you for something, you should say 'please'."

"I'm not obliged to stay in the office all the time. I finish my work on time every day, and I never bother you. I think I have the right to ask for leave."

"These, do you have any questions?"

Ding Ting was speechless.

Mulberry's character is actually easy to understand.Out of not wanting to cause trouble, unless it involves himself, Mulberry almost spends his time with the indifference of ordinary people.She has a good personality, but it doesn't mean she can be bullied wantonly.On weekdays, he is too lazy to argue and doesn't like to make noises, rather than a soft bun who is really willing to be bullied.

Ding Ting knew she was in the wrong, but she couldn't bear to apologize, so she brought up a topic out of nowhere.

"Sister Sang...Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Mulberry didn't answer.

"Maybe I should ask, do you believe in ghosts?"

Ding Ting swallowed her saliva to organize her words, "Last night... I stayed up too late and read a ghost story before going to bed... The sense of substitution is too strong, I am really scared... Sister Sang, don't bother with me."

Ding Ting did not tell the truth.She and Mulberry could not be said to be too familiar with each other, so just telling her about the supernatural game I played last night was not to that extent emotionally or rationally.What's more, according to her understanding of the games played by the young man, the other party will definitely frown and say some so-called reasonable words.

"I really don't want to be alone. Sister Sang just stay with me."

......

Sangsui didn't agree to her quickly, she just said, "Think about it yourself" and continued busy with sorting out the data in hand.

At 01:30 in the afternoon, Mulberry sent the completed documents to the teaching director.The director didn't get back to her quickly. It was still lunch break, and students and teachers would take some time to sleep to replenish their energy.

In the last sentence of the dialog box, Mulberry typed a line.

【Director, I want to take a few days off.There is something at home.May I? 】

Sangshen raised her head and glanced at Ding Ting again.

The figure of the male ghost no longer clings to the girl's body.Ding Ting slept on the table for an unknown amount of time.

From her point of view, she did not see Ding Ting's frowning brows and frightened and distorted expression.

Mulberry's attention was only on the male ghost.She was slightly relieved, and planned to squat on the table for a while before the students went to class.

The long hands of the clock point to the number 8, and she can squint a little for 10 minutes.

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Mulberry, who fell into a dream, understood the consequences in an instant.The memory in the dream cannot be brought out of the dream, and the cycle of nightmares cannot be stopped at all.

In an instant, the dream changed.Mulberry stabilized her body while looking at the rapidly created world.

will she come

Mulberry thought subconsciously.

......

The crisp sound of chess and cards colliding slowly rang in the ears, and the men chatted while shuffling the cards.

"Wang Chi, are you unlucky today?"

The man named Wang Chi spit on the side of his head, "Fart. Wait until your grandpa wins you back. I'm letting you go now."

The companion who played cards with him laughed, and several of them continued to rub the mahjong in their hands.

"I said, where did your money come from?" the person who just talked to Wang Chi asked.

"Didn't I work for the miller? I earned it myself."

"No way? So many?" Someone was surprised.

"I earned it in the first place." The hard work from nine to five every day, coupled with the fact that Wang Chi was young and did a lot of work, naturally accumulated a lot.

"You said that the lady boss gave it to you because she saw you were young and vigorous?" someone joked.

"You said how could a young and beautiful woman be willing to follow a lame man?"

"That's not easy. People have money."

The degree of wealth of the miller is indeed one of the best in the local area.

"Are you the only worker?"

"And Ah Qiang." Speaking of this person, Wang Chi was a little unconvinced.Obviously doing the same job, but Ah Qiang always gets more money than him.

"Recently, I have seen that he is having a good life, and he even bought a suit of clothes to wear that day, which is very stylish."

"I think he usually gets quite close to the proprietress."

He could not get used to him on weekdays, and when he first heard his friend mention it, he couldn't help nagging.

"Maybe it's something shameful with the proprietress, but his wages will always be higher than mine. The proprietress must be by the side when she comes to deliver tea."

"You taste, you taste carefully."

Wang Chi said this casually, just for the sake of mouth addiction and comfort.It's just that the speaker has no intention and the listener has the heart.The next day, the story of the secret collusion between the miller's proprietress and the laborers spread throughout the streets and alleys.The women's mouths were broken, and the versions that came out became more and more exciting.In the end, it fell into the ears of the miller, and it turned out that the proprietress of the miller colludes with the laborers for a long time and intends to elope.

There are only two laborers.Rumors still spread from one of them, and not long after, Ah Qiang was fired.

The number of times the proprietress appeared in front of Wang Chi became very few, and every time she came out, her face and body were always painted.

Wang Chi didn't dare to say a word.

The miller began to be elusive, and sometimes the landlady exchanged glances with him, and soon women's moans and screams of pain could be heard in the room.

Wang Chi stood there with a complicated expression, but in the end he still didn't take the initiative to explain anything to the miller.

The haggardness of a woman is becoming more and more visible to the naked eye.Wang Chi vaguely felt that the woman would not be able to bear it any longer.She looked at him with sorrow and a subtle pleading look in her eyes.

Wang Chi lowered his head to avoid sight, the woman howled as the miller dragged her hair, and then there was no sound in the room.

When he gradually got used to this kind of life, Wang Chi gradually got used to the haggard appearance of women.He indulged indifferently, while facing the boss's mental suspicion.

But as long as there is money to be made, who cares.

One afternoon, Wang Chi finished all his work.The miller took a bottle of white wine and said that he wanted to have a good drink with him.The woman huddled at the door of the room and looked at him, her originally young and beautiful face suddenly aged dozens of years.Wang Chi looked away as usual.

"Have a drink?" The miller's fat body stood at the door, holding two washed cups in his hand.

Wang Chi swallowed his dry throat.

I haven't drunk or played cards for a long time, and I am indeed a bit addicted to alcohol.

"After the autumn, it's not sure whether to continue to recruit labor." The mill thought something.

"Have a cup, have a cup." Wang Chi said quickly.

"That's right." The miller poured him a cup.

Some small dishes were placed on the table, and the two of them chattered and their faces slowly turned red.

Wang Chi's voice was amplified unconsciously, and he wiped his face, "Boss, you're strong enough to drink..."

"That's not true." The miller was more drunk than him, and he leaned limply on the back of the chair, speaking incoherently, "That bitch didn't wink at you on weekdays... dare you green me... ..should break her legs!"

The woman shivered in the corner.

The miller's snoring became louder and louder, and Wang Chi drank until he became dizzy.

With blurred vision, the woman seemed to walk in front of him.

"You know I don't, why don't you want to tell the truth to others?"

The woman's voice was as broken as her face.Wang Chi lay on the table and felt that his eyes were blurred.

"How can a man take back what he said?"

He said so subconsciously.

It can be next second.The hot red liquid splashed on his face.Wang Chi's eyes widened.

The woman held a heavy hammer in her hand.

The miller's fat body crushed the wooden chair under him, and Wang Chi struggled to run away, but his drunkenness only made him finally lift the table and fall on the spot.

"How could I let you go so easily?"

The woman's murmur was like a demon.Wang Chi's eyes were full of overwhelming despair.

The author has something to say: rumors are terrible

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