"Tell me, what is reality?"

"When you are here, it is real."

He suddenly pressed himself deeply into his arms and his body trembled a little.

Siling wanted to touch his face, but his arms were wrapped in his arms and she couldn't struggle.

"Let's rest for a while," he said.

There was a pain in the back of my heart, followed by a spreading coldness.

A knife pierced Si Ling's back. Her mind was confused and she couldn't figure out what happened. She wanted to ask him, but the blood pressure pouring out of her throat silenced her voice.

Siling's mind quickly flashed through every detail of her relationship with Fang Muzhi.

During the rescue on the subway, "There was no signal just now." He looked over and did not expose himself.

He stood firmly in front of him, "Sling is the dream master."

In the dark tunnel, he pushed her and said, "You go first."

"There is a bug on your head. But I can't tell you first..."

"You have to face your fears to end the nightmare."

…

The last thought in Siling's mind - this person is not Fang Muzhi, she must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

…

The light did not darken, but gradually brightened. My eyes no longer hurt. The memories gradually came back. It felt like I had just had a big dream, or like I was forced to recall my mother's death.

…

…

"There were always problems with wires on the set today, which is really scary!"

"Isn't that right? I heard that the opening ceremony was not peaceful. So the crew kept doing weird things..."

"Hey, the actor I'm waiting for is here, let's talk later." The assistant stopped chatting, waved to Siling, and came up to her. This elder sister reluctantly joined the group after hearing that she had a relationship with Jiang Hua.

The assistant felt uneasy and worried that no one would act like a monster.

But the moment Si Ling stood in front of her, she was completely stunned. Who could not love a beautiful sister? The title on her lips was also upgraded: "Teacher Si Ling, I will take you to the hotel."

Si Ling was quiet on the way and had no request for a room. She looked at several key cards in her hand and gave Si Ling the best waterbed room.

But what greeted Siling in the room was a woman hanging from the ceiling. When the door was opened, the woman's body was still swaying slowly with the breeze.

"This room faces south and has the best view. There is also a large water bed..." The assistant was still praising Siling that this was the best room in hand.

The situation was completely gone.

The assistant raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Not bad, right?"

"..."

The assistant thought that Si Ling was worried about her character. After much hesitation, she whispered, "Luck in the entertainment industry is very mysterious. Many celebrities have raised little ghosts. I heard that they are very effective."

A bloody eyeball rolled to Si Ling's feet. She looked at the resident ghost in the room and gave the assistant a trembling smile, "...the room is very good, I like it very much. But it's not.

I’m too used to living with ghosts.”

The assistant smiled and said that Si Ling was funny and went to do other things.

Ever since she quit her job as a forensic doctor and followed Sister Qiu, her unlucky supernatural physique has become more and more obvious. Jiang Hua is now at the top, but she is still confused and can bump into ghosts wherever she goes.

Of course, there was a bright side. She had never seen a ghost like Tang Tian again. According to Sling's experience, this kind of resident ghost could just be ignored. But after living there, she realized that this ghost was really

Very noisy.

The female ghost banged her head against the invisible screen window, "click... click..."

Si Ling didn't want to offend the resident female ghost, nor did he want to listen to her tragic stories in the middle of the night. She also didn't want to ask the crew to change rooms, and there would be rumors about her acting like a celebrity. She could only clenched her fists in vain and continued to pretend.

Tsukuru couldn't see it, so he walked to the window and said to himself: "The wind is really strong today, so I'd better close the window."

The female ghost gave her a hard look and started to go to the bathroom to fiddle with the faucet.

"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."

Si Ling lay back on the bed, turned over in despair, and took out her mobile phone. This was a birthday gift she had bought for herself. Now she felt very irritable and uneasy, as if something bad was going to happen again.

As if happening.

Today has been unlucky enough, I won't do it again.

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

She downloaded a Weibo account with her newly purchased mobile phone and edited a post: [Insomnia late at night, quietly wishing myself a happy birthday. (half-face selfie.jpg)]

Even though she is a fool, she still needs to use a vest to post. Her manager, Sister Qiu, has no trust in her at all.

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

With an expressionless face, she was scrolling through old memes posted by funny bloggers, while waiting for someone to care about her, an insomniac netizen.

"Ding dong!"

【Sister has insomnia? She really deserves it!】

Si Ling:???

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

"Ding dong! Ding dong..."

【Please, please hurry up!】

[You green (dang) tea (fu), you still have a trumpet! 】

【Disgusting!】

…

Unread messages: 99

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

I checked again that it was from a trumpet on Weibo. Si Ling was confused. When did she become so popular? She can’t even hide it in her vest?

She thought about it and posted another message: [Did you admit the wrong person? The blogger does not deserve a name. Black question mark.jpg]

"Ding dong."

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

【You also know that you are not worthy!】

Si Ling:???

"Ding dong. Ding dong..."

【Please, let my brother go!】

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

[Damn, this is the first time I see Fu Ka who understands me so clearly. 】

[I’m afraid you are trying to gain popularity!]

…

Si Ling turned down a few pages, and there were more and more unsightly abuses and indiscriminate attacks. She sat up from the bed and fell into self-reflection of "what trouble did she get into again?"

By the way, brother? What brother?

I quickly checked and opened the Weibo of the male and female protagonists, uh... it was a peaceful time.

Unread messages: 999

Is this traffic too much? Sling's brain and mobile phone started to lag one after another.

Yes, yes, traffic. Who are the popular fried chickens? Si Ling pulled her hair.

——I didn’t think of it.

After such a fuss, she felt a little sleepy now.

Let's forget about it and wait until tomorrow. After all, she's not afraid of being bitten if there are too many lice. With her unlucky physique, it's not the first time that fans got the wrong person. While comforting herself, Si Ling yawned and looked at her again.

Tuck yourself back into bed.

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

The ringtone is loud: "~Burn my calories~" It's over, it's Sister Qiu.

"Tick tock...tick tock..."

"Why are you posting on Weibo when you are up in the middle of the night?! Do you post on Weibo without thinking?"

"Beep beep beep beep..." Another call came in, it was the boss Jiang Ling: "Si Ling! If you have any situation, you must tell me first!"
To be continued...