Be the white moonlight in the school gossip

The man was motionless, like a frozen sculpture.

The outlines of the objects in the dormitory gradually became clearer, and Yan Qing knew that his eyes had adapted to the darkness, and he was also thankful that because he had been in a daze for a long time after waking up, his movements were not much.

The figure was not disturbed.

Yan Qing was startled and in doubt, 0126 was woken up by him, crawled out from a corner of the quilt and saw the scene in front of him, and he was immediately in doubt with him.

Who is that?what is that?

At this time, he noticed that the person moved, and he fiddled with the radio on the table, which was used when playing the game of tricking ghosts a few days ago.

Creak...creak...creak..., frequent, low and hoarse, like crows pecking at wood, as if the radio was just turned on for a while and then turned off immediately, a car passing by with high beams on the road not far away, the light shines briefly In the bright dormitory, the figure also turned his head because the light was too bright.

"What I want to tell is the story of the headless corpse..."

The all-in-one recording device read a sentence briefly in a hoarse voice like an old lady, and then was quickly turned off.

At that moment, Yan Qing knew that tonight would not be peaceful, and there would definitely be a very important plot tonight.

He could hear the sound of his heartbeat hitting his eardrums, and the belated tension drowned out.

The person standing at the bottom was none other than Duan Cheng.

Duan Cheng didn't seem to notice that he woke up, he just glanced at the bed of the other two, and continued to stand still.In just a few tens of seconds, Yan Qing quickly remembered the abnormalities that had been rationalized before, such as the footsteps he heard when he was hiding in the cabinet and the Duan Cheng he saw when he opened the door, and Yu Jialin kept asking him to keep him away from Duan Cheng. Cheng.

He closed his eyes and grabbed the quilt nervously, and the corners of the quilt were twisted together by him, and then he heard footsteps walking slowly towards this side.

Yan Qing prayed that he would not walk towards him or look at him, but it was contrary to his wishes, and the rhythmic footsteps stopped beside him.

Under Yan Qing's nervousness, he couldn't tell whether the sound of footsteps was the same as the one he heard in the afternoon.

He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and heard a breathing sound completely different from his own. He didn't know if he was standing beside his bed, but his bed was not low, so how could Duan Cheng stand beside his bed and breathe?Is he a giant?

Closed and closed, Yan Qing felt something was wrong again.

The breathing had stopped...but no footsteps were heard leaving.

Even if Duan Cheng is holding his breath, can humans hold it for so long?It was as if all the movement suddenly disappeared in my ears.

So he immediately opened his eyes and found that Duan Cheng was gone.

There was no one on the ground, and no one on the bed.Yan Qing sat up from the bed in shock, but heard the door "click".

closed.

It was the same scene as in the afternoon, except this time Duan Cheng really left the dormitory.

Yan Qing sat on the bed dripping with cold sweat, where is Yu Jialin?Didn't he wake up, didn't he hear all these movements?

He was about to get out of bed when his phone vibrated suddenly, and when he picked it up, it was Yu Jialin who sent him a message.It wasn't long before he and Yu Jialin became friends, so the chat box interface was blank.

But at this moment, there was a sentence on it: [Shut up, go to sleep]

Yan Qing's fingers were stiff, and it was difficult to even reply to the message, but the other side sent several messages soon.

[Don't get out of bed, don't make a sound, use your phone to communicate with me]

[there is something under your bed]

Yan Qing turned the light of the phone to the darkest, and the quilt just blocked the peripheral light, but it didn't affect him at all. When he saw this sentence, he subconsciously glanced under his bed. After adapting to the darkness, even if there was only a faint light, the naked eye I can also see a lot of things clearly.

In the first few milliseconds, he thought there was a mass of black hair under the bed, but the whole process took less than two seconds, but Yan Qing felt that maybe his own thinking had stopped, which caused the time flow to be extremely slow, and in just two seconds he could See clearly, there is a headless man standing beside his bed, the broken neck is facing him, and it seems that the clearest aorta can still be seen.

He tried his best not to let himself cry out, but lay down calmly again, covering himself with the quilt.

It wasn't until he covered himself completely that he realized that his hands were shaking.

I took the phone a few times before I could barely operate the buttons.

[I saw]

Yu Jialin: [Duan Cheng opened the door when he just left, and just let it in. ]

[Ordinary ghosts knock on the door outside, as long as they don't take the initiative to open it, they won't come in.But it just so happened that when Duan Cheng went out, it happened to be outside the door]

Yan Qing: [When did you wake up? ]

Yu Jialin: [When Duan Cheng got out of bed]

Yan Qing didn't know what to say.Duan Cheng didn't send him any more messages, he just told him to wait.

But when do we have to wait?

There was no sound of footsteps, no breathing, the headless corpse seemed to be living under Yan Qing's bed, and it was impossible to tell when it would leave.

Time passed by, and the remaining air-conditioning in the dormitory had dissipated. His whole body was sweating lightly, but his bones were shivering with cold.

Although 0126 is also afraid, he is even more afraid that Yan Qing will suffer from heatstroke in the quilt if he is so bored.

It persuaded him: "Take a little breath? It should, it should be fine, it hasn't moved for so long."

As soon as the words fell, the bed that Yan Qing was on shook.

...as if something had been stuck beside his bed.

0126 immediately stopped talking, and the data simulated cold sweat falling down like a waterfall.

Yan Qing's face was pale, and he didn't dare to move, he felt that even heatstroke was better than going out to face the headless man.However, he didn't move, the thing next to his bed was still moving, he seemed to want to climb onto the bed, probably because the movement of Yan Qing lying down just now still attracted it, Yan Qing couldn't see a headless figure outside the quilt The neck stretched, and it went over the bed rails, looking at the position of Yan Qing's head in a humane manner.

If it has a face, then the expression on this face at this moment must be "longing".

The headless corpse is looking for a head that suits its needs by instinct.

[It's looking at you!Soft words! ]

[It wants to climb up!Half of its body is almost attached to you! ]

Then he has nothing to do.The only thing Yan Qing can do is to hug 0126 tightly, so that he can get out of pain sooner when he dies, and he can't ask Yu Jialin to send a little movement to help him away, he has no right to let others fall into danger for himself.It seemed that he really had nothing to do. He put the Buddha statue in the cabinet, but he couldn't prevent the headless corpse, as if it had failed.

[You...call He Yanhan]

[You call...he will help you]

No one knows how much Yu Jialin gritted his teeth when he wrote this sentence, and his anger and helplessness were intertwined.

When he was provoking that evil thing, he never expected that he would be used in turn to push Yan Qing towards it.

It's like... lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

Yan Qing only thought that he was also in despair, and felt uncomfortable for a while, making him dizzy, and called out like a broken jar: "He Yanhan... are you there?"

The surrounding air seemed to stagnate.

Yan Qing felt as if she had tinnitus and dizziness, could it be heat stroke?Or hypoxia?He couldn't tell the difference.

"Can you help me..."

"I'm hot...so sick..."

"Also scared..."

Yan Qing's voice is very small, the voice is very soft, it looks thin and weak, like a feather scratching someone.

Something came in, Yan Qing could only hear a chuckle beside his ear, he thought it was wind, but it didn't seem to be wind, because a cold body pressed against him and hugged him tightly.

The sweltering quilt suddenly became cold, but he spoke lightly but didn't dare to move at all.

Someone touched his head, wrapped his shoulders, and wrapped his waist. It was cold everywhere, and even the hand didn't have any warmth.

Not breathing either.

It is obvious that the shape of two people is arched in the quilt, but there is only one person breathing.

The headless corpse has long shrunk back in fear. It has no mouth and cannot scream. If it could, it must scream sharper than humans.Yan Qing's bed became a barrier, it didn't dare to take a step closer, but it was limited to this, as long as it didn't go to that bed, it was safe.

It thought so, but at this moment, the radio on the table suddenly started to make a sound, as if a tape had turned around the blank part and finally came to the recorded part, making a hoarse voice: "What I want to talk about is headless. The story of the corpse..."

Before the headless corpse retracted its neck, it flung itself in a distorted posture in front of the table, dripping blood dripping from the broken neck onto the radio.

[I'm going to lure it away]

Yan Qing saw the words Yu Jialin left in a hurry, and heard Yu Jialin roll over from the bed.

If he really got out of bed, he jumped off with one hand supporting the railing with almost no effort, and there was very little movement when he landed. By the time the headless body was found, he had already opened the door and ran out.

The door of the dormitory was also closed so that it could chase it out.

Sure enough, the headless corpse chased it out. It couldn't see the way, so it rushed around with great strength, and disappeared from the door in a twisted posture.

Yu Jialin is creating opportunities for Yan Qing, now as long as Yan Qing closes the door, don't open the door a second time, the headless corpse will not come in again.

Yan Qing got up with a pale face, and was imprisoned at the waist.

"I want to close the door..." he whispered.

He couldn't see He Yanhan's face in the dark, but he knew that he was looking at him, probably there was only ruthlessness on that face, and ghosts would not empathize with humans.

Compared to his trembling, he seemed very calm.

Yan Qing felt her face being held up, and the cold breath was very close to him.

It seemed to be telling him that he could go, but he needed to pay a small price.

Cold lips kissed him.Yan Qing's eyelashes trembled violently, his mind went blank, he might as well have fainted from heatstroke just now.

The evil thing's kissing skills are not good, or a bit barbaric, but it seems that he has become very proficient in this movement, and Yan Qing's jaw that was held by him soon became numb.

It was a kiss of love and a kiss of death.

When the last bit of oxygen in Yan Qing's mouth was exhausted, He Yanhan finally let him go, let him tremble on the ground, and closed the dormitory door.

The author has something to say:

Hey, the rival in love has surrendered, Zheng Gong yyds