Yao Ye looked at the information on his mobile phone and licked the corner of his mouth nervously, feeling a little flustered.
Go back to that haunted house...or stay outside?
Yao Ye looked back at the internet cafe behind him, and decided to go home.
Judging from the current situation, it's not safe to be outside, and looking at Blank's current attitude, he probably wouldn't kill him...
Yao Ye stood up and walked towards the rose apartment in a dejected manner.
Today's series of encounters really made Yao Ye, a once staunch materialist, a little broken. He really didn't understand why so many strange events suddenly appeared in the peaceful world of the past.
Soon, Yao Ye returned to the Rose Apartment.
It was now twelve o'clock in the middle of the night
. He walked to the elevator in a dejected manner, pressed the button on the fourth floor, and waited for the elevator to come down. There was a middle-aged man with a beer belly beside him, also waiting for the elevator.
The apartment hall was so quiet that it was somewhat paradoxical. There was no one there, only the middle-aged man and Yao Ye were waiting for the elevator.
The middle-aged man noticed that there was someone behind him, and subconsciously glanced at Yao Ye. After all, it was already so late, and it was rare to be able to wait for the elevator at the same time.
In the dim light of the apartment hall, the middle-aged man could only see the dark-haired youth's unusually pale complexion and the shadow on his face covered by the strands of hair.
It looks very weird.
There is an indescribable sense of inconsistency.
Thinking that it was just twelve o'clock, when the yin energy was at its peak, the middle-aged man couldn't help but froze for a moment, his palms sweated slightly, and his heart was inexplicably uneasy.
Ding—
the elevator doors opened.
The middle-aged man hurriedly walked into the elevator and pressed the button to go to the sixth floor.
Yao Ye also entered the elevator in a trance, but he forgot to press the button.
"Cough cough!" The
middle-aged man cleared his throat in order to relieve the inexplicable tension in his heart. Then, he looked at the elevator door, ignoring the black-haired youth behind him.
It should be that he thought too much, the middle-aged man comforted himself in his heart.
Pa-
a moment later, when the elevator was approaching the second floor, the button next to the elevator door, the button on the fourth floor lit up.
The middle-aged man glanced at it inadvertently, thinking that someone on the fourth floor was waiting for the elevator, so he pressed the button.
"..." The
elevator fell silent.
Yao Ye drooped his head in a daze, thinking about how he would end his life in the end.
The middle-aged man was different. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and his expression gradually became frightened.
He hurriedly turned his head to look at Yao Ye, the black-haired young man who hadn't moved behind him, and then looked at the elevator panel in front of him.
The middle-aged man remembered that the elevator button of the Rose Apartment, when pressed from the outside, is invisible from the inside. The button lights up only to indicate that there is something, and the button was pressed in the elevator.
The black-haired youth behind him didn't move, so... who could have pressed the button?
What...thing...want to go to the fourth floor?
In an instant, the middle-aged man's ruddy complexion turned white. He was sweating profusely, shaking his hands and pressing the button on the third floor, and then rushed out the moment the elevator door opened, and it took a second. I don't want to stay any longer.
Yao Ye, who was disturbed by this movement, looked at the fat middle-aged man like a fool.
What are you doing, just get out of the elevator, just like rushing to reincarnate.
After the middle-aged man ran out of the elevator, he turned his head and happened to be in the elevator. The dark-haired youth looked over with a gloomy gaze, his legs softened with fright, he fell directly on the ground, and then rolled and ran. faster.
Yao Ye: "..." Bewitching behavior in the world.
Yao Ye didn't realize how much he looked like a ghost in a horror movie at this time, his thick black hair fell between his eyebrows, the upper half of his face was in shadow, and his pupils were dark, which made his skin more and more dark. Pale white, like a ghost whose blood is drained and unaware.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that he stayed at the McDonald's outside for the whole night and did not dare to go home.
Since then, there has been another weird story about the elevator in the Rose Apartment, which made the whole apartment panic.
In the elevator, Yao Ye didn't notice the fear in the middle-aged man's heart.
He just waited vaguely for the elevator to open on the fourth floor, then stepped out of the elevator and walked to his room.
Kaza——
Opening the door, Yao Ye looked at the darkness inside the door, paused, and walked in with gritted teeth.
Don't be afraid, isn't he a ghost!
...just a ghost who would chop off his head... uh.
The more Yao Ye thought about it, the more frightened he became. He turned on the light tremblingly, took a brief shower with trepidation, and then lay down on the bed, waiting for dawn.
He felt a little cold, so he curled up in the quilt and shivered.
Following Yao Ye's ghost all the way, he embraced the lovely black-haired youth in his arms, nostalgic for the fiery body temperature of the living, and was unwilling to leave.
Yao Ye, who was unaware, opened his eyes and couldn't fall asleep. He always felt that he might never wake up again.
So scary...everything today...so scary...
didi -
the phone rang.
Yao Ye suddenly looked at the phone on the bedside, shaking even more.
He bit his fingers tightly, watching the light on the phone gradually dim, he didn't dare to put his hand out of the bed.
What if, like in the movie, a ghost grabs your hand as soon as you stretch out your hand?
Yao Ye was very scared, but he was even more afraid that Blank would be angry if he didn't receive text messages. After a long time of mental preparation, he slowly extended his hand.
rustling -
a pale, thin hand stretched out the soft quilt and held the phone by the pillow.
Yao Ye opened the flip of the phone and saw an additional message on it.
- [Go to sleep, Ye Er, I will accompany you forever. ]
This is the most terrifying ghost story Yao Ye has ever seen in his life.
Yao Ye put his phone back in place with a pale face.
After putting the phone back, Yao Ye was about to take his hand back, but suddenly the back of his hand felt cold.
He opened his eyes wide and saw a large, bloodless hand attached to his hand.
Looking in the direction of the palm, forearm, and elbow, Yao Ye saw a pale and handsome man lying on his side.
The man's pale texture and complexion all told Yao Ye the fact that late at night, an inhuman ghost slept on the head of his bed, entangled with his limbs, and was extremely intimate.
The ghost was obsessed and doted on Yao Ye, its pale lips softly kissed on the tip of his ear, cold and strange.
"Go to sleep, Ye'er."
! ! !
Looking at this face so close at hand, Yao Ye gasped in fear, his breathing was so rapid that he almost died suddenly.
The next second, under the stress reaction, he successfully passed out, sleeping peacefully.
The ghost holding his lover reluctantly kissed the corner of his lover's lips, and wrapped his lover tighter with the quilt.
It doesn't want its beloved Ye'er to catch a cold.
The night is getting darker, no one knows how the ghost in the room is kissing every inch of the lover's skin reverently, like a fanatical fanatic.
The next morning, Yao Ye woke up under the harassment of the sun, with two dark circles under his eyes on his pale face, which made his already small baby face even more immature.
He stared at the sunlight outside the window for a while, then suddenly burst into tears, hoarse.
"呜呜...呜呜!!!"
他命太苦了,这世上最悲惨的事情,永远都会发生在他身上.
From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the one who was abandoned by God. No matter how hard he tried, he would not succeed. Even his life was held in the hands of others, which was extremely sad.
The more Yao Ye thought about it, the more he felt that his life was pitiful and pathetic, and he couldn't stop crying.
After ten minutes, there was a knock on his bedroom door.
Yao Ye was startled, and immediately swallowed the hoarse cry from his mouth, making his cheeks flush.
"Hiccup—"
He hiccupped, stood up, walked cautiously to the door, and opened it.
No one is outside the door.
Yao Ye guessed that Blank must think that he was crying too loudly, so he reminded himself.
So he didn't dare to cry anymore, so he could only sob in a low voice, and walked out of the door.
Don't cry, don't cry, just hold it back.
He is hungry now and wants to eat.
When he walked to the kitchen, Yao Ye was about to eat another bag of instant noodles when he saw a bowl of porridge and a few dishes of side dishes on the coffee table, still steaming and looking delicious.
Yao Ye took a closer look and found that the dishes of these small dishes were very simple. They were all dishes from his own refrigerator, but they had not been touched for a long time.
After all, Yao Ye didn't like to cook, so when he bought the food, he would let it go bad.
Yao Ye was stunned for a while, then looked left and right, not daring to approach.
Who cooks the meal?
Is it blank? Is it going to poison him?
Yao Ye panicked in his heart, thinking that he might have cried too much just now, and made the blank unhappy.
"I'm sorry... hiccup! I won't cry anymore... don't be angry... hiccup!"
Although he said so, Yao Ye also really wanted to stop crying like a mother, but he just couldn't control himself. Tears in the eyes.
I'm used to crying, and I can't stop for a while.
Yao Ye choked, pitifully wiped his tears with his hands, and was in a hurry.
There seemed to be a sigh in the air, and in the next second, Yao Ye felt a pair of cold hands wiping his cheeks with unbelievably gentle intensity.
Yao Ye was stunned, and his crying gradually stopped.
No one has wiped his tears so gently since his parents died when he was a child.
Everyone, after seeing his tears, showed a mocking and malicious look, as if he cried so sinfully.
But now, a bloodthirsty ghost is willing to wipe away his tears so gently...
Yao Ye's heart was full of mixed feelings, and his mind became a mess.
When the tears were wiped away by the cold touch, Yao Ye's mood also stabilized. He looked at the food not far away timidly and said, "...Is it for me?"
He cried a little hungry, Those meals... maybe not poisonous?
Yao Ye, who was fascinated by the tenderness just now, began to feel that the blank was not so scary anymore.
Speaking of which, Yao Ye hadn't had a serious meal for a long time, and it was usually solved with a pack of instant noodles, which was quite greedy.
DiDi—
Yao Ye turned on his phone and saw that the message was full of rose icons.
——[Ye'er, you cry very well, but you still have to eat on time, and cry to me later. ]
Yao Ye's eyes twitched, he put away his phone, and started eating.
This blank space is really unspeakable!
Who is going to cry for him!
Yao Ye didn't dare to refute openly, he could only slander silently, but his mouth kept chewing honestly.
Blank craftsmanship is really nice.
"Snort - delicious!"
Yao Ye swallowed his last mouthful of porridge and sighed contentedly.
The tall ghost looked at his lovely lover dotingly, his eyes wandering on his lover's lips that were getting redder from eating hot food.
Ye Er, always so beautiful.
"Well...it's so cold..."
Yao Ye touched his lips, feeling that it was unusually cold just now.
He thought for a while, looked around at the empty space, and withdrew his gaze.
is blank?
Why does it touch his lips?
"Thank you!"
Yao Ye was puzzled, so he stopped thinking about it. After expressing his thanks, he skillfully threw his rice bowl into the sink, ready to wait until he remembered and washed.
As a dead house, he really can't be considered to be very clean.
Yao Ye sat back on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched TV groggyly to kill time.
Anyway, the days of living are so long, and you can mix as much as you can.
Clap la la -
not far behind the sofa, there was a sudden sound of water in the sink in the kitchen.
Yao Ye was startled, and shrank lightly on the sofa, like a mole from the back of the sofa sticking out a pair of black and white eyes, looking in the direction of the kitchen.
I saw that in the open kitchen not far away, in front of the unmanned sink, the dishes were washed and glistened, and the stains were washed away with the flow of water.
Yao Ye: "..."
He scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly and retreated back into the sofa.
It's embarrassing, but I still don't want to wash the dishes.