His body suddenly became lighter, and was pushed out of the ancient house by a force of gravity, pushing it toward the boundless darkness.
In the dimness, the cold man's voice rang in his ears, "Madam, you are my wife, and I will be your future husband, you can't escape, you can't escape!"
"what!!"
Xiang Ru yelled and sat up with sweaty head. The night was thick outside and the dormitory was dark. She panted and swept around in panic.
Suddenly seeing a pair of scary eyes bright in the dark, he cried out again, "Who is it!"
She shrank into the quilt.
The dim light suddenly lit up in the dormitory, and Su Kui turned on the bed lamp and leaned on the edge of the upper bunk bed to look at her without expression.
Xiang Ru only felt that Cheng Xichun like this was too weird, and her uneasy heart beat wildly again, as if her mouth would pop out of her heart.
Su Kui was awakened from her sleep, her voice was a little hoarse, "Are you asking me?"
"Yes, yes... When did you wake up..." Xiang Ru swallowed and asked carefully, covering his chest with both hands.
As if not seeing her abnormality, Su Kui lazily raised his hand to cover his lips and yawned, got up and climbed down the bunk bed, walked to the table and poured a glass of boiled water, sips.
"Have you had a nightmare? I was awakened by your screaming, okay?"
Xiang Ru's face was pale, the wet sweat beads on her back gradually became cold, and the clothes sticking to her body made her unbearable. "Well, I had a nightmare. It was a bit scary. I'm sorry, I woke you up."
"What are you talking about?" Yang Xiaoman interrupted at this time. She was also awakened after hearing the screams, but she didn't slow down for a while, and she was able to feel a little bit more energetic now.
She turned her head to look at Xiangru, who was sitting in the corner holding the quilt, "Dreaming again? You seem to be dreaming all the time recently. Don't put too much pressure on yourself to see how thin you are."
Su Kui put down the water cup and stepped on the escalator again to the upper bunk. She lazily said with no emotion, "Go to sleep if you have nothing to do, it's late."
Before turning off the bed light, Yang Xiaoman suddenly said in surprise, "Wait a minute, when did this fan fall on the ground?" She quickly straightened up and picked it up from the ground, unfolding under the dim light , Look carefully.
After just one glance, she quickly looked away. She always felt that the man in this painting seemed to be alive, weird, really weird!
But after being awakened, she was no longer sleepy, so she followed her own statement to Xiang Ruyi, and Xiang Ru's face immediately became paler, almost pale.
It suddenly occurred to her that the start of all the absurdity seemed to be from the fan she bought at a stall near the scenic spot when she came back from a trip. At that time, she seemed to be possessed. She didn’t look at other good-looking and affordable souvenirs. The dead glue is on this folding fan.
At that time, there was a vague voice hypnotizing her over and over again: buy it, buy it...
Then, she took the folding fan and set foot on the way back to school. On the first night back to the dormitory, she began to have spring dreams one after another. The man in the dream stroked her whole body, forcing her to retreat. Retiring, can only make a shameful moan helplessly.
After careful consideration, a sense of fear swept through the body instantly.
She gritted her teeth, staring at Yang Xiaoman with hatred, she shrank towards the wall incomprehensibly, and did not dare to blink her eyes.