There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

After a long stalemate, there was still no movement outside, and he didn't dare to look out through the crack of the door anymore.There was nothing in the room that could be used as a weapon, so he could only hold the broom in his hand, and lay back on the bed stiffly to lift the corpse.

Although it was said to be lying down, Wen Yuran guessed that he would not be able to fall asleep.

"despair"

Nerves tensed in an instant, and Wen Yuran almost wondered if he was hallucinating from being too nervous.

"despair"

Definitely not an illusion!

Standing up abruptly, Wen Yuran stared at the direction of the door, and the sound of footsteps started to sound again, and this time... This time, they walked straight through the door towards the bed.

But he couldn't see anything, only the sound of approaching footsteps, but he didn't even see a shadow.

Throwing the broom in his hand violently, Wen Yuran clearly aimed at the place where the sound came from, but the broom just passed through without any hindrance, without hitting anything at all.

The sound of footsteps continued to echo, and he had already arrived at the bed.

The room seemed to be silent again, and Wen Yuran was still on his side, not because he didn't want to move, but because he really didn't know what to do now.There was obviously something standing in front of his bed, but he couldn't see it, and he didn't even know what that thing was doing now and when it would leave.

After a long silence, the bedside lamp that he turned on before was suddenly turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness in an instant, and the eyes adapted to the light could hardly see anything.

At the same time, there was only a soft "chi" sound, something stuck to his back, Wen Yuran immediately jumped out of the bed subconsciously, and retreated away from the bed for the first time.

Wen Yuran patted the light switch vigorously, and the room was instantly illuminated brightly. When he calmed down and looked carefully at the extra things on the bed, he felt cold sweat on his back.

I saw a small knife stabbing up from the bottom of the bed and piercing the bed board. The sharp tip of the knife reflected a slightly dazzling light under the light.

Immediately he crouched down to look under the bunk.

Nothing at all.

But when Wen Yuran stood up again, there was a glaring redness in his vision, and the knife that had stabbed up from under the bed had disappeared, replaced by a bloodstain that slowly fainted from the punctured place.

It was as if an invisible person had been stabbed to death on the bed.

The blood stains spread more and more, staining most of the bed sheets red.

That night Wen Yuran squatted at the corner of the wall for the second half of the night, and did not close her eyes until dawn.

Fortunately, nothing happened in the second half of the night, except that his legs were completely numb.

Even the blood on the bed sheet disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of being stabbed by a knife, but Wen Yuran felt that last night should not be a dream, unless he was mentally ill.He was a little regretful, he didn't understand why he had to be so idle last night, and he got out of bed to take a look, wouldn't it be good to just sleep until dawn?

Wen Yuran thought that he really should learn how to exorcise ghosts from Qianlang. In fact, he also applied, but was ruthlessly rejected on the grounds that his physique was not suitable.

Then he rubbed his waist, limped and looked for someone to change the dormitory with dark circles under his eyes.

My concubine, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't be so big-hearted and not change rooms, I will listen to you from now on_(:з」∠)_

When Wen Yuran dragged his luggage to the new room exhausted, he opened the door and saw that he was taking over the double room again. He almost impulsively knelt down to the aunt who was in charge of the key. It was the first time that he was looking forward to the existence of his roommate.

It was already like this, Wen Yuran didn't have much leisure to find someone to go with him, and walked slowly to the cafeteria by himself.

He came out a little early, and there was hardly anyone to be seen on the road, and the cafeteria hadn't even opened yet.In desperation, Wen Yuran had no choice but to turn around, wandering around the campus, and finally went to the flower garden where the scene was planned yesterday.

He didn't intend to look at the beautiful scenery and recite poems in this place. Wen Yuran felt that he simply had nowhere to go to pass by. He never thought that he would be held hostage by someone strangling his neck when he passed a tree.

Before he could react, a blade flew over from a distance and pierced directly into the tree behind them.

Wen Yuran was stunned at the time, and couldn't figure out which show this was staged. Could it be that the gangsters were so idle that they came to the university to learn martial arts?That blade looks familiar.

Looking back, the person throwing the blade looked more familiar.

"Qianlang?" Wen Yuran continued to turn his head with difficulty, and Wen Yuran felt that he understood what was going on, because the person who was strangling him now was Tong An.

"You came at a good time, I don't want to fight this monster." Tong'an's tone was quite relaxed, but he couldn't hide his unsteady panting and the sweat on his forehead. It seemed that this pursuit battle was over. It went on for a while.He glanced at Qianlang who was not far away with a gloomy expression, and took Wen Yuran back a few steps, "Don't come here, you don't want your little friend to have something to do?"

Qian Lang stood in the same place and did not approach, his eyes were pinned on Tong An's hands like needles, and the corner of his mouth gradually raised a smile that seemed soft but actually made people feel creepy: "What are you doing? If you want to chop it up You can tell me directly what those hands say."

"I have to say that seeing your smiling face is really disgusting." Tong An sneered, "I didn't expect you to like him so much, so why didn't you tell him what you did? Or did you think everything would be fine if you kept it a secret for now? ?”

Wen Yuran felt that he was not mistaken. After Tong An said this, Qian Lang's face became obviously gloomy.

"Then let me say it. Good friend, actually my name is Qian Tong'an, yes, it's the same surname as that monster." Qian Tong'an stared at Qian Lang in disgust, with an unconcealable disgust in his voice, "We It's from the same family, even though it looks like a glamorous star now, in fact this person is just a servant raised by the family."

"Shut up." The smile faded away, and Qian Lang returned to his original cold appearance, but with a little more anxiety.

"It's very ridiculous. A dog that was raised for use actually has a crush on a little boy who has only met once. Not only does it let him go, but it also keeps committing crimes. It's impossible for the family to allow it if it wants to find someone. "Of course Qian Tong'an didn't pay attention to Qian Lang's words. Instead, he spoke faster and faster, and his emotions became agitated, "Then guess what happened? This dog killed everyone, and nearly a hundred people in the whole family were all killed. He killed him just to find a little boy who doesn't remember him at all. If I didn't happen to go outside to practice that day, I wouldn't be standing here now."

After hearing this story, Wen Yuran didn't know how to react, but subconsciously looked at the protagonist of the story.

Coincidentally, Qian Lang was also looking at him, different from his shocked blankness, those eyes were full of panic and fear.

"Actually, I quite like you. Let me ask you again, do you really want to stay with such a person?" Qian Tong'an was very surprised by Qian Lang's sudden arrival. He could have used it in his plan. During the three days when Qian Lang was away, he tried to persuade Wen Yuran little by little, so that it would be more convenient for him to torture Qian Lang, whether it was physically or psychologically.

For this reason, he didn't even deny the identity of his ex-boyfriend, which sounded disgusting to him.

Wen Yuran blinked and tried to change the subject: "Hero, you speak so domineeringly, even if you are not afraid that the other side will get angry and tell the two of us here together, but I am afraid..."

Why do these supernatural workers insist on hurting him, an ordinary person?Wen Yuran really has no place to cry.

"How dare he bite people casually when you're around? I'm afraid it's too late to cry." Of course, Qian Tong'an didn't know that his casual ridicule hit Wen Yuran's sore spot, and he just snorted coldly, "It seems that you still trust me more. Him? That's embarrassing."

"Give me the Vientiane Ring, let me chop off your own limbs, and I'll give you back your little friend." Qian Tong'an looked at Qian Lang with a half-smile, "Otherwise I'll kill him."

"Wait, wait!" Before Qianlang could respond, Wen Yuran hurriedly interrupted, "Hero, if you have something to say, can you not make it so bloody in broad daylight, I haven't had breakfast yet."

When Qian Tong'an was distracted by what he said, Wen Yuran mercilessly put an elbow on his stomach, and when the other party was in pain, he turned his hand and punched him again.

Wen Yuran is also a little speechless. You said that everyone is a man, and there is not much difference in force value. If you threaten people with your bare hands without even holding a murder weapon, who is afraid of whom?

Of course, since it was not clear whether Qian Tong'an would use any weird spells or sorcerers, Wen Yuran quickly retreated from the opponent after beating him loose.

To his surprise, although he looked very annoyed, Qian Tong'an turned around and ran away without hesitation.

Wen Yuran: ...

Although I don't know the behavior patterns of these people very well, maybe the cowardice is hereditary to a certain extent.

Anyway, he was relieved, Wen Yuran turned around and walked towards Qianlang, only to see that when he took a step, the other party took a step at the same distance at the same time - backwards.

Wen Yuran: ...

To a certain extent, these two people actually look like a husband and wife, and they are always fresh and refined in unexpected places.

Little Theater: Crew Announcement

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Salary is negotiable, including food and housing, with a certain degree of risk

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Remember: don't tease the handsome guy, don't seduce the handsome guy, don't pretend to be a handsome guy

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