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Chapter Eight: A Chinese Ghost Story(1/3)

My whole body was convulsed at once.

I pulled the quilt over and covered myself tightly in the quilt. My whole body collapsed into a ball, and cold sweat kept flowing. TM My hairs are as straight as JB now, and they are so shriveled now.

It was a sharp contrast. My eyes were so wide open, but I didn't dare to close them. I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, that person would pounce on me.

Suddenly I changed my mind and thought, Damn! That’s not right, does it have anything to do with whether you close your eyes or not and whether you pounce on her or not!?

I was trembling and thinking wildly.

But she didn't pounce for a long time.

My mother-in-law almost wants to curse.

If you want to pounce, hurry up! What the hell is going on if you can't get up or down? Are you going to let people live!?

I've been huddled under the quilt for almost two minutes, and there's still no movement outside.

grass!

If you don't do it, I'll be tempted to do it!

I cursed in my mind and risked my life to get out of the quilt.

It's empty outside.

I don’t know when my mother disappeared.

Where have you gone?

I looked around a bit in shock.

No one can be found at all.

That's when.

Suddenly, there was a long and drawn-out knocking sound from the clock in the living room.

"Boom..."

I jumped up as if reflexively.

Why the hell did the clock ring at this o'clock? Is it half past twelve now? Or one o'clock?

I took out my cell phone.

Two o'clock sharp.

A chill ran down my back.

The clock is broken? Why does it only ring once?

"Dong...dong, dong, dong, dong..."

The muffled knocking sound sounded again.

This time I heard it clearly.

This sound is not the sound of a clock at all! It is coming from next door to me!

I stared at the somewhat unfamiliar gray-white wall in front of me.

"Dong...dong...dong dong dong..."

I listened carefully. The sound was like someone hitting the wall with their elbows.

Is there someone on the other side of the wall!?

Impossible! Next door to my bedroom is the kitchen. Who would be stupid enough to go to the kitchen and knock on the wall at this time?

And there are only three people in this room.

No, maybe I am the only one left alive.

.........What the hell is that?

Would you like to... go over and take a look?

I was shocked by my bold idea. Could it be that the multiple stimulations in the past two days have stimulated my courage?

"Crash, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of glass beads being played by children bouncing on the floor upstairs, and it kept ringing.

Damn, whose naughty kid is still playing like this in the middle of the night!?

I know that many students have heard the sound of marbles playing upstairs in the middle of the night. Some of them even live on the top floor. There is nothing upstairs, just an endless space with nothing...

I also know that the official explanation is that TMD is caused by mold growth or something.

Although this explanation seemed a little false, it really made me feel at ease for a long time.

But now I can no longer feel at ease.

Generally speaking, most of the sounds heard are only 2-4 sounds.

But the sound I heard was a continuous sound of marbles, like someone pushing over a jar full of marbles.

I'm sure this is man-made.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!!!"

The sounds from the kitchen became louder.

The person knocking on the wall seemed a little impatient, and he knocked harder and harder.

Suddenly, there was a crashing sound, and a cloud of dust fell on the bedroom wall.

"grass!"

I let out a scream, as if I had been caught sneaking into the girls' dormitory, and rushed to the door. I held my hands on the doorknob and threw the door open with a bang. The moment I stepped out, the door in the bedroom was

As if venting the pent-up dissatisfaction in my heart, the door slammed hard against the wall with a clang.

When I rushed to the living room, I saw endless darkness in the kitchen.

Black without any light or hope.

I was about to pee, so I opened the door and rushed out.

However, the cool air outside suddenly made me realize a serious problem.

I'm so disheveled right now, I'm just wearing a bath towel. If I stay out all night in a temperature of minus five or six degrees Celsius, wouldn't I freeze to death?

I put my hands on my knees and gasped.

What should we do now?

My mind was buzzing with random thoughts, and suddenly, I remembered the inexplicable sound of marbles I just heard.

What the hell is that family upstairs doing? Are they making such a fuss so late at night that they won’t let anyone sleep?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. In addition, the past few days were really miserable, and an unreasonable anger suddenly rushed into my brain. I forgot about the dangerous environment I was in, and climbed up a little irrationally.

I went up to the 18th floor and slammed open the door of the house upstairs.

To my surprise, the person who opened the door was a sleepy-eyed girl.

Originally, I was very wary of looking at whether there were any unknown and terrifying secrets hidden in the house behind her, but since this girl appeared, I found that I could no longer take my eyes off her.

At that moment, my heart beat faster involuntarily, and my mind was filled with chaos and chaos.

Damn, damn! This girl is too damn pure and beautiful! And her dazed expression at this moment is a bit too cute! Compared with her, milk tea girls, BY2, all have to be pushed aside by me.

Stop~ I really didn’t expect that such a beautiful girl would live so close to me, wouldn’t I...

Fuck, as I thought about it, my heart started to surge with excitement, and some important parts seemed to be ready to move, as if they were ready to go, just waiting for my order.

"Who are you?" Just when I was panicking, the girl spoke. She looked at me standing at the door without saying anything and with a very expression on her face, and there were some doubts on her face.

"Ah? Ah! I, I am your downstairs, the one who just woke up, no, it was caused by marbles, marbles, marbles, you know, right? It's from your family! You... Damn, I'm fine..."

MD, I have this problem. When I see a beautiful woman, I start to be confused. I don’t even understand what I am saying. My face burns up. I turn around and rush downstairs, leaving the one on the 18th floor behind.

The girl still didn't know why she was stunned.

Oh, little DD, the boss is incompetent, I can’t help you~~~~

I ran back to the 17th floor in tears.

The dark iron door in front of me instantly brought me back to the cold reality.

I definitely can't stay in this house for a long time now. It's a shame that I still have time to pick up girls.

I stared at the unlocked door, feeling a little guilty.

Now how to do?

I have already thought about it. I will go to my dad's duty unit tonight to make do, and tomorrow I will move directly to my second aunt's house to live for a while.

The key is how to get downstairs now?

elevator?

What if something comes out of the elevator?
To be continued...
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