"Ke Jingheng..." Luo Xiaoberry's nose was a little sour, and her lips opened and opened again, wanting to say something, but she closed her mouth again because everyone was present.
"It's just a small episode, let's go forward!" He Chaoran continued to open the way ahead, pretending to be calm and leading everyone up.
Although he came here to help Ke Jingheng at first, but now he suddenly regretted it a little! Even though he is an atheist, he still feels fear in this gloomy atmosphere!
After the incident just now, everyone turned on the flashlights on their mobile phones, paying attention to the objects under their feet all the time.
Sure enough, the road was covered with human bones, coffins, murals and other creepy things. Amidst bursts of screams, everyone unknowingly dispersed.
This is a very large villa with rooms and corridors extending in all directions, like a maze. Not to mention it is night, even if it is daytime, it is difficult to get out after entering.
Ke Jingheng and Luo Xiaoberry walked into a medieval-style room. The most striking thing in the room was a large solid wood bed. Some dilapidated bed curtains swayed gently in the moonlight, and even a spider web on them swayed.
There was a thick layer of dust everywhere on the table and the cabinet door. Ke Jingheng swiped lightly with his finger, and a mark immediately appeared on the table.
"You... what are you doing?" Luo Xiaoberry quickly grabbed his hand, "It's so dirty, don't touch it!"
Ke Jingheng looked at her with those deep eyes, and said in a low voice, "I suddenly want to write on this!"
"Here...don't don't!" Luo Xiaoberry shook her head vigorously. If those ghosts miss her, it's not a good thing!
"Little Berry, there are no ghosts in this world! This haunted house exists only to satisfy everyone's thrill-seeking psychology." Ke Jingheng patted her on the back reassuringly, and continued writing on the table.
"What did you write...?" Luo Xiaoberry poked her head out curiously, and glanced at the white light from the phone.
I saw a few simple words appearing on the solid wood table: stevenlovemeimei.
Thick dust, with the movement of his writing, a burst of dust was raised.
Luo Xiaoberry's big eyes moved, a bright light flashed inside, and the position of her heart trembled slightly.
"Do you like what I wrote?" Ke Jingheng glanced at her slightly sideways, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why don't you write one too?"
"I don't want it!" Luo Xiaoberry turned her head shyly, "We are Chinese, why do we write in English!"
"But write in Chinese, I'm afraid tourists won't understand that I'm showing love to you, so wouldn't I just write it for nothing?" Ke Jingheng put his arms around her shoulders again, stretched out his hand and lifted her chin, " Xiao Berry, look at my sincerity... I cook the meals at noon and night, and you eat very happily... Just don't leave, okay? I will definitely learn to cook and feed you in vain fat."
Under the moonlight, his bangs were gently fluttering, his drooping side face looked extraordinarily soft, his beautiful eyes were like a vast ocean, shimmering with fine moonlight.
Luo Xiaoberry lowered her eyes, the word "good" was stuck in her throat for a few seconds and she was about to say it, but there was a sound of footsteps outside the door...