Yao Ye looked at the information on the phone, licked the corner of his mouth nervously, a little flustered.
Go back to that haunted house...or stay out
Yaoye looked back at the Internet cafe behind him, but decided to go home.
Judging from the current situation, it's not safe to be outside, and seeing Blank's current attitude, he probably won't kill him... right
Yao Ye stood up and walked towards the direction of Rose Apartment dejectedly.
Today's series of encounters really broke Yao Ye, a once firm materialist. He really didn't understand why so many strange events suddenly appeared in the peaceful world in the past, and ghosts were everywhere, so many that it was simply unscientific.
Soon, Yao Ye returned to Rose Apartment.
It's twelve o'clock at midnight
He walked to the elevator dejectedly, pressed the button for the fourth floor, and waited for the elevator to come down. Beside him was a middle-aged man with a beer belly, who was also waiting for the elevator.
The apartment hall was so quiet that it was a bit paradoxical. There was no one there, only a middle-aged man and Yao Ye were waiting for the elevator.
The middle-aged man noticed someone coming behind him, and subconsciously glanced at Yao Ye. After all, it was so late, and it was rare to be able to wait for the elevator at the same time.
Under the dim light in the apartment hall, the middle-aged man could only see the abnormally pale complexion of this black-haired young man and the shadow on his face covered by the hair.
It looks very weird.
There is an indescribable sense of incongruity.
Thinking that it is exactly twelve o'clock, which is the time of the day when the yin energy is at its peak, the middle-aged man couldn't help but froze for a moment, his palms were slightly sweaty, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
Ding-
The elevator doors opened.
The middle-aged man hurried into the elevator and pressed the button to go to the sixth floor.
Yao Ye entered the elevator with a dazed expression, but forgot to press the button.
"Ahem!"
In order to relieve the inexplicable tension in his heart, the middle-aged man cleared his throat. Then, he looked at the elevator door and ignored the black-haired young man behind him.
He must have thought too much, the middle-aged man comforted himself in his heart.
despair-
A moment later, when the elevator was approaching the second floor, the button next to the elevator door, the button for the fourth floor lit up.
The middle-aged man glanced at it inadvertently, thinking that there should be someone waiting for the elevator on the fourth floor, so he pressed the button.
"..."
The elevator fell silent.
Yao Ye drooped his head in a daze, wondering how he would end his life in the end.
The middle-aged man was different. He seemed to suddenly think of something, and his expression gradually became frightened.
He hastily turned his head to look at the black-haired young man Yao Ye who had not moved behind him, and then looked at the elevator panel in front of him.
The middle-aged man remembered that when the elevator button of Rose Apartment was pressed from the outside, it was invisible from the inside. The light on the button could only mean that something had pressed the button in the elevator.
The black-haired young man 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 originally rosy face turned pale. He was sweating profusely, and he pressed the button on the third floor with trembling hands, and then rushed out the moment the elevator door opened. Don't want to stay any longer.
Yao Ye, who was disturbed by this movement, looked at this fat middle-aged man with big ears like a fool.
What are you doing, just get out of the elevator, it's the same as rushing to reincarnate.
After the middle-aged man ran out of the elevator, he turned his head and just met the black-haired young man looking gloomyly in the elevator. He was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground directly, and then ran around rolling and crawling. faster.
Yaoye: "..." Behavior of confusion in the world.
Yao Ye didn't realize how much he looked like a ghost in a horror movie at this time, with thick black hair hanging down between his eyebrows and eyes, the upper half of his face was sunken in a shadow, his pupils were black, making his skin even more Pale and pale, like a ghost whose blood has been drained without knowing it.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that he just stayed in the McDonald's outside for the whole night and didn't dare to go home.
Since then, there has been another spooky talk about the elevator in Rose Apartment, which makes the whole apartment panic.
In the elevator, Yao Ye didn't notice the fear in the middle-aged man's heart.
He just waited dazedly for the elevator to open on the fourth floor, then stepped out of the elevator and walked to his room.
Click—
Opening the door, Yao Ye looked at the darkness inside the door, paused, gritted his teeth and walked in.
Don't be afraid, isn't it just a ghost!
... just a ghost that's going to chop off his head... ugh.
The more Yao Ye thought about it, the more frightened he became, he turned on the light tremblingly, took a brief wash with trepidation, and then lay down on the bed, waiting for the dawn.
He felt a little cold, so he curled up under the quilt, shivering.
The ghost shadow that followed Yao Ye all the way hugged the lovely black-haired young man in his arms, yearning for the hot body temperature of a living person, and did not want to leave for a moment.
Yao Ye, who was unconscious, opened his eyes, unable to fall asleep, and always felt that he might never wake up again after falling asleep.
It's scary... everything today is... scary...
Didi—
The phone rang.
Yao Ye suddenly looked at the mobile phone on the bedside, shaking even more violently.
He bit his fingers, watching the light of the phone gradually dim, not daring to stick his hands out of the bed.
What if, as in the movie, a ghost grabs your hand as soon as you reach out, what should you do
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 stretched out his hand.
rustling—
A pale and thin hand stretched out the soft quilt, and held the phone beside the pillow.
Yao Ye opened the flip of the phone and saw that there was an additional message on it.
—[Go to sleep, Ye'er, I will be with you forever. ]
This is really the scariest ghost story Yao Ye has ever seen in his life.
With a pale face, Yao Ye put the phone back to its original place.
After putting the phone back, Yao Ye was about to take his hand back when he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his hand.
He opened his eyes wide and saw a big bloodless hand attached to his hand.
Looking along the direction of the palm, forearm, and elbow, Yao Ye saw a pale and handsome man lying beside him.
The man's pale texture and complexion all told Yao Ye a fact - in the middle of the night, an inhuman ghost fell asleep beside his bed, and intertwined with his limbs, extremely intimate.
The ghost leaned close to Yao Ye obsessively and dotingly, its pale lips softly kissed the tip of his ear, it was cold and strange.
"Sleep, Ye'er."
! ! !
Looking at this face so close at hand, Yao Ye panted in fear, his breathing was so short that he was almost about to die suddenly.
In the next second, under the stress reaction, he passed out successfully, sleeping peacefully.
The ghost holding his lover helplessly 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.
As the night darkened, no one knew how the ghost in the room was kissing every inch of his lover's skin piously, like the most fanatical believer.
The next morning, Yao Ye woke up under the harassment of the sun. There were two dark circles under his eyes on his pale face, making his baby face even more immature.
He stared at the sunlight outside the window in a daze for a while, then suddenly burst into tears, his voice hoarse.
"woo woo woo woo!!!"
His life is too miserable, the most tragic thing in this world will always happen to him.
From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the one given up by God. No matter how hard he tries, he will never succeed. Even his life is held in the hands of others, which is extremely sad.
The more Yao Ye thought about it, the more he felt that he was living a pitiful life, and he couldn't stop crying.
After ten minutes, there was a knock on his bedroom door.
Yao Ye was startled, and immediately swallowed back the hoarse crying, his cheeks turned red.
"belch-"
He hiccupped, stood up, walked cautiously to the door, and opened it.
No one was outside.
Yao Ye guessed that Blank must have felt that he was crying too loudly, so he reminded himself.
So he didn't dare to cry any more, so he could only sob in a low voice, aggrieved, and walked out of the room.
Don't cry if you don't cry, he just holds back.
He is hungry now and wants to eat.
Walking to the kitchen, Yao Ye was just 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, which were still steaming and looked delicious.
Yao Ye took a closer look, and found that the dishes in these dishes were very simple, and they were all from his own refrigerator, but they hadn't been touched for a long time.
After all, Yao Ye doesn't like to cook, and after buying the food, he still spoils it alive.
Yaoye was stunned for a while, looked around, but didn't dare to approach.
Who cooked the meal
Is it blank? Is it going to poison him
Yao Ye panicked a lot, thinking that he might have cried too much just now, which made Blank unhappy.
"I'm sorry... hiccup! I won't cry anymore... don't be angry... hiccup!"
Even though he said so, Yao Ye really wanted to stop crying like a mother, but he just couldn't control the tears in his eyes.
I'm used to crying, and I can't stop for a while.
Yaoye was sobbing, and wiped his tears with his hands pitifully, flustered 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 wipe his cheeks, with an unbelievably gentle force.
Yao Ye was stunned, and the crying gradually stopped.
Since his parents died when he was a child, no one has wiped away his tears so tenderly.
Everyone, after seeing his tears, showed mocking and malicious expressions, as if he was crying so heinously.
But now, a bloodthirsty ghost is willing to gently wipe away his tears...
Yaoye's heart was full of mixed feelings, and his mind became a mess.
After the tears were wiped away by the cold touch, Yaoye's mood also stabilized. He timidly looked at the food not far away, and said: "...Is it for me?"
He was a little hungry from crying, those meals... Maybe they weren't poisonous
Yao Ye, who was fascinated by the tenderness just now, began to feel that blankness is not so scary.
Speaking of which, Yao Ye hasn't eaten a serious meal for a long time, and he usually settles with a pack of instant noodles, which is quite gluttonous.
Didi—
Yao Ye turned on the phone and saw that the messages were full of rose icons.
—[Ye'er, it's beautiful to cry, but you still have to eat on time, and cry for me later. ]
The corners of Yao Ye's eyes twitched, he put away his phone, and started to eat.
This blank, really can't speak human words!
Who the hell wants to cry for him!
Yao Ye didn't dare to refute it openly, so he could only slander silently, but he kept chewing honestly.
Blank craftsmanship is really nice.
"Hulu - delicious!"
Yao Ye swallowed the last mouthful of porridge and sighed contentedly.
The tall ghost looked at his lovely lover dotingly, his eyes wandered over his lover's lips that became more rosy from eating hot food.
Ye Er, always so beautiful.
"Well... it's so cold..."
Yao Ye touched his lips, feeling that it was not normal for the moment to be cold.
He thought for a while, looked at the empty surroundings, and looked away again.
Is it blank
Why is it touching his lips
"thanks!"
Yao Ye couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. After thanking him, he skillfully threw the rice bowl into the sink, waiting for when he would remember and when he would wash it.
As a dead house, he really can't be regarded as very clean.
Yao Ye sat back on the sofa, turned on the TV, and drowsily watched TV to pass the time.
Anyway, the days to live are so long, so you can mess around as much as you can.
clatter—
Not far behind the sofa, there was a sudden sound of water from the sink in the kitchen.
Yao Ye was startled, and huddled in the sofa softly, poking out a pair of black and white eyes from the back of the sofa like a mole, looking in the direction of the kitchen.
In the open kitchen not far away, in front of the unmanned sink, the dishes were washed glisteningly, and the stains were washed away with the water flow.
Yao Ye: "..."
He scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly, and retreated into the sofa again.
Although it's embarrassing, I still don't want to wash the dishes.