damn it

A gust of cold wind trembled over the buttocks, and Dou Cheng shivered violently due to the bone-piercing chill. He didn't dare to look back, and rushed out of the house two miles away with his trousers in his hands, rolling and crawling.

He stopped on his knees, and before he could take a few breaths, a breath of hot air was blown to his ear, and then a cold hand patted on his shoulder.

Dou Cheng froze suddenly, his calves were trembling and he dared not move.

"A handsome man like the wind."

Familiar with the teasing voice, Dou Cheng suddenly recovered from the extreme horror, grabbed the hand on the shoulder, turned around and twisted it.

"Ouch!"

Dou Cheng pushed the man backhanded.

"Fuck, you dare to sneak up on brother from behind, Gan Ping, you are so brave!" Dou Cheng stared at Gan Ping with peach blossom eyes: "Hands are as cold as corpses!" Tsk, I was startled by the cold!

Gan Ping rolled his eyes, didn't care about Dou Cheng, stretched out his arms to hook Dou Cheng's neck, and continued to walk slowly.

"I haven't asked you yet. Why did you run so fast just now, as if you were chased by a ghost?" Gan Ping obviously felt Dou Cheng tremble when he said this, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"Get kicked out by ghosts." Dou Cheng was annoyed, but his mother just got kicked out by ghosts.

But now that he has calmed down, he can't help but start to suspect that he is delusional. How can there be ghosts in this world? Although he is a waste of reading, he still licked some ink into his stomach anyway. The word materialism... No, He still knows the four words.Besides, if there were ghosts in this world, his parents wouldn't have been picking him up for more than ten years, and wouldn't even come back to fight him face to face. How could he still be their precious son?

Well, it must be vertigo!

"Ah?" Gan Ping looked at him blankly: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Dou Cheng pulled Gan Ping's arm around his neck, turned around and walked back: "Go play by yourself, I'm going back."

"Hey, Zhang Qiang and the others are in the video game city..."

"Don't go!" Dou Cheng waved his hand, walked a few steps, and ran back as fast as he could, until he reached the door of the house, only to realize the pain in his butt after he realized it.

Although he came back quite decisively, when he opened the door, his heart twisted uncontrollably. He took a deep breath to strengthen his courage, and then he pushed the door open all at once, and slapped the wall next to the door casually. Turned on the light in the living room.

The house was messy and empty, nothing was there, everything was as usual.

Dou Cheng walked in the door after confirming it, closed the door behind his back, and went to pour a cold glass to drink.

He stopped suddenly when he was halfway through drinking.

Looking up at the flickering incandescent lamp, Dou Cheng was puzzled and hairy.If he remembered correctly, the light was on when he went out, but it was off when he came back, and what the hell is this flickering now!

At this moment, there was a sudden ding dong, and the doorbell rang.

This is a fucking rarity, the doorbell of his house has been broken for several years, and he hasn't been called again since he died, why did he suddenly cheat today? !

Dou Cheng trembled and almost dropped the cup.

ding dong ding dong...

The doorbell rang twice more.

puff puff...

The sound of lights farting.

They complement each other, one after another, harmonious and weird.

Dou Cheng looked at the top of his head and at the door, gritted his teeth: "Who is it?"

No one responded.

But the doorbell is still ringing.

Ding dong ding dong... ding dong ding dong...

Ding dong Nimabi!

Dou Cheng's hair stood on end and his face turned pale. He picked up the baseball bat on the table and rushed to the door. He pressed the doorknob with one hand but didn't open it.

I only saw the back of a young man, the back was a bit familiar, but I couldn't remember who and where I saw it.

Dou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and when he opened the door, his temper flared up again: "Damn, you're dumb, and you don't say anything when you ask who you are, my mother..."

The young man turned around, his pale and weird face made Dou Cheng's last sentence stuck in his throat.