Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

There was a gust of cold wind in the room, and the curtains were rustling.

Su Chen was about to continue questioning when there was a knock on the door. The noise just now alarmed the others, and the man and the ghost quickly disappeared.

As soon as I left, the door was opened.

Following the hotel security personnel, other students stretched their necks to see what was happening inside. The chilling feeling seemed to still be there, and they all shuddered.

"Oh my god, is Zhang Ze crazy? The teacher has already told us not to catch a cold when sleeping at night. How dare he turn the air conditioner so low?"

Zhang Ze saw the others coming and looked at them with a dazed look. He ran over and hugged them tightly, refusing to let go. "Woo woo, I saw a ghost. This hotel is haunted."

Hao Nian was confused: "What the hell, why is it haunted? What are you talking about?"

"No, I saw..."

I don't know what he was thinking about, but he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He slowly loosened his hand, his eyes dodging: "I, I'm fine, I just had a nightmare."

The others frowned and looked at him, puzzled: "What's wrong with this guy? He looks a little abnormal."

Hao Nian said helplessly: "You can scream even in a nightmare. I was so scared that I thought you were being raped. Let go of me. I want to go back and rest."

Zhang Ze held on to him tightly and said, "No, you can't leave. Either you sleep in my room, or I'll go sleep with you."

"...!!"

The people around looked at him with strange eyes.

The security guard coughed and reminded, "Well, this is a regular hotel. There's no way there are ghosts. As for other things, it's better to be more careful."

Hao Nian's face turned red and white. He reached out to pull the man aside, took two steps back, and looked at him warily.

"No, I won't sleep with you. If it gets out, I'll lose my reputation."

"It's just a nightmare. Just relax and go to sleep. If things don't work out, watch a comedy and you won't be scared anymore."

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned around and ran away.

Zhang Ze watched his back as he ran away, his heart still beating fast.

Seeing that everyone was fine, the others also went back, leaving Zhang Ze alone. He didn't dare to lock the door, so he slept with the door half open. He could only feel at ease when he saw the light in the corridor.

After finally getting through the night, I went to bed the next day with dark circles under my eyes and still feeling a little groggy.

The team leader frowned upon seeing this, but in the end he didn't say anything blaming him. He just reminded him, "Zhang Ze, you should rest more after the game. Your dark circles are too heavy."

“…Yes, teacher.

A group of people came to the competition venue and sat down to wait. Su Chen was number four and he looked at his number plate.

Great, as expected, without Wushuang around, his luck is really...bad!

Zhang Ze regained some spirit and turned to look at him with surprise in his eyes. He always felt that there was something different about this man today.

It's very similar to that person, that kind of calmness. No matter how hard he tries, he can't catch up with that person.

Soon it was Su Chen's turn to go on stage. His body shook and he was a little stiff when he walked, but he quickly returned to normal and stood on the stage looking at the familiar scene.

Hao Nian looked at the people on the stage and seemed to see Wang Yifan in a trance. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, and it turned out that he was seeing things.

The competition ended quickly and as expected, it entered the semi-finals.

The person who walked down from the stage walked straight towards Zhang Ze and whispered in his ear: "Why did you give me sleeping pills? You killed me, Zhang Ze!"

After saying that, he stood up and sat back in his seat without paying any attention to the man with a pale face and trembling body.

His eyes changed, and Su Chen patted his pockets: "Don't mess around, I promised to help you and I will definitely help you."

A faint voice sounded: "Well, thank you!"

When it was Zhang Ze's turn to perform, his legs were weak, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't dare to look at the people in the audience.

Su Chen = Wang Yifan

He really came back for revenge. Why would a dead person linger around?

He made mistakes repeatedly during the competition, and the people in the audience all frowned and whispered, "What's going on? Zhang Ze seems to have lost his soul."

"How did someone with this kind of mentality get first place in the third grade?"

"Who knows? He looks like he's been possessed by something dirty. It's scary to think about it. It's better to stay away from him."