The evil ex-boyfriend came to the door

The figure in Taoist robes stood in front of the altar, vaguely familiar.

Looking at this figure, Ning Xingruan felt fear for some reason. He didn't want to go over, but his body ran uncontrollably behind that person, and then tremblingly called out: "Taoist!"

The man turned around and looked over gently.

Looking at this face, Ning Xingruan suddenly felt her heart throbbing, and the dizziness caused everything in front of her to distort and dissipate.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he was gasping for breath, his heart was beating fast, and the pain from his dream still faintly remained.He looked at the ceiling in a daze, and unconsciously clenched the quilt with his fingers.

It was him.

The fog covering his eyes dissipated, and Ning Xingruan recalled carefully in a trance, but found that it was this face from the beginning to the end, there was never the so-called Qingxuan, it was all that person.

It's just that everyone was fascinated and didn't notice this weird anomaly at all, including those Taoist priests.

He thought of the text message that Ning Xinglei sent him, the Taoist priest is a fake.

Sure enough, it is false.

Waking up from the big dream, everything can be seen clearly.

There seemed to be a burst of anger in his heart, Ning Xingruan was so uncomfortable that he had to lie on his side and covered his chest, he tried hard to breathe, trying to expel the depression.

The mountain temple taught carefully, rescued in a hurry in the middle of the night, comforted and enlightened when afraid, cared at all times, and was gentle everywhere.

The figure of the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi and the long-haired man overlapped, as if all the strange things could be explained clearly, including those intimacy gestures that made him doubt himself again and again when he was with the Taoist priest.

Looking at it now, it is probably just a game.

Fortunately, fortunately, after being blinded for so long, he finally woke up.

Now that the evil spell is out of order, does it mean that he was really pressed under the ancestral hall?

Thinking of this, Ning Xingruan had mixed feelings in his heart, but in the end only luck remained.

He finally got rid of the control of that evil thing, right?

Hugging the quilt, she felt a little empty in her heart, Ning Xingruan felt that this was probably the rest of her life after a catastrophe, just coming out of a nightmare at a loss what to do.

Just as he was lost in his own thoughts, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

Gently put a hand on his arm, Ning Xingruan lay down flat according to the strength, and saw his uncle looking at him worriedly: "How is it, is there any discomfort?"

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Ning Xingruan came out of his thoughts and found himself lying on a hospital bed. This is a hospital.

Then Ning Pingyang was pushed aside, and a doctor in a white coat came forward to check briefly, and said: "It's nothing serious, just wake up and eat something later, just take a good rest."

After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Ning Pingyang heaved a sigh of relief: "It's good that there is nothing to do. Seeing you being carried down the mountain by those young people, I will be scared to death!"

"Ah!" The memory before coma came back, and Ning Xingruan remembered that after he escaped, he met several young people, and it was their captain who memorized him.

Thinking of this, he looked down at the hospital clothes on his body, his heart suddenly tightened, and he looked at Ning Pingyang with fear and shame.

The clothes were changed, so, the marks on his body were seen by others?

It was found in that kind of place, with a wound that anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance...

The huge sense of shame made his face turn red instantly, he bit his lips tightly, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Xingruan? Are you uncomfortable? I, I'll go and shout!" Seeing him like this, Ning Pingyang hurriedly got up and said.

Ning Xingruan quickly grabbed him, and said hoarsely, "Uncle, I'm fine."

The hospital gown slipped off, and he saw his white wrist without any marks on it. He gently pulled the sleeve, then quietly pulled the quilt away, and looked in through the open neckline.

No, nothing.My body is also as usual, not as... sore as last time.

The tense heartstrings were loosened, and he closed his eyes on the pillow, breathing in the air like a fish that was suffocated out of the water and then thrown into the water.The ups and downs of sudden sadness and joy made him a little powerless, so he could only let Ning Pingyang scold him.

"Anyway, let's go straight after we're done, and not go back to the village...it's a bit evil." For some reason, Ning Pingyang shrugged his shoulders and shook.

Ning Xingruan naturally thought so too, he never wanted to go back in his life.

Someone knocked on the door of the ward, Ning Pingyang walked over, opened the door to welcome two people in.

"Xing Ruan, this is the little brother who carried you down the mountain, thank you soon." He turned to Ning Xing Ruan and said enthusiastically.

Ning Xingruan's eyes fell on the two of them. One was tall and the other was short. The short one looked younger and had a lively temper. After entering, he ran to the hospital bed and asked about Ning Xingruan's situation without a trace.

The other stood by the door, not saying a word, just watching him silently.

Ning Xingruan thanked the two of them, and said that he was fine. If there is a chance, he would like to invite a few people to dinner to express his gratitude.

"Hey, what's the matter, it's all thanks to our captain, who carried you all the way down." The young man waved his hand.

Ning Xingruan looked at the man, but got no response.

"Captain... that's it." The young man was a little embarrassed.

During the conversation with this young man, Ning Xingruan learned that they were an expedition team, which specially drilled into the uninhabited deep mountains. This time it was also the location provided by another person in the team. Unexpectedly, they met Ning Xingruan after going up the mountain.

The young man's name was Zhang Qi, who turned out to be a native of Quzhao City. When he learned that Ning Xingruan was going to university in Quzhao, he excitedly added his contact information, saying that it was fate.

Zhang Qi was very measured, it could be seen that he was very curious about why Ning Xingruan was dressed like that and passed out in the mountains, but he didn't ask in the end.

In the end, Zhang Qi and Ning Xingruan made an appointment after returning to the song, and when they were about to say goodbye and leave, the person who had been standing at the door suddenly came forward.

He stretched out his hand towards Ning Xingruan and said, "You left something behind."

Spreading his hand, a shiny domino lay quietly in his palm.

Ning Xingruan subconsciously leaned back and looked at this man in horror, but only saw a calm face on his face.

It seemed as simple as wanting to return his things.

"No, no need, just throw it away for me, thank you." Ning Xingruan refused, not daring to look at the sign.

If you throw it away this time, you really won't come back, right?

"No more?" The man glanced at him, retracted his hand, and rubbed the sign a few times in his hand.

Ning Xingruan looked away and nodded.

Without saying any more, the two turned and left the ward.

Ning Pingyang, who went out to wash the fruits, came back and saw that the person had already left. He felt a little regretful, and when he learned that Ning Xingruan had left contact information with Zhang Qi, he smiled and said that he would find a chance to thank him when he went back.

After staying in the hospital for another two days, he never encountered any strange incidents again. When he walked out of the hospital gate, he felt like he had regained his life.

Looking up at the clear sky, he took a deep breath.

Just treat it as a dream. When you wake up from the dream, everything will be as usual. If you leave here, everything will be over.

Ignoring the inexplicable emotions in his heart, Ning Xingruan followed his uncle to the train station with his suitcase.

After picking up the tickets, the two quickly got on the train back to Quzhao City.

Looking at the passing scenery outside the window, Ning Xingruan leaned back in the chair and sighed softly.

Until then, he was completely relieved.

It's really over.

After arriving in Quzhao City, Ning Pingyang sent people to the school and left in a hurry. Ning Xingruan returned to the dormitory with his suitcase. There was no one in the dormitory. After he packed his luggage, he lay down on the bed a little tired.

Familiar with An Xin's environment, he gradually became sleepy. In the dimness, he seemed to hear someone talking in his ears, thinking that his roommate had returned. Ning Xingruan wanted to get up to say hello, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them.

His face turned cold, and the quilt on his body was pulled, Ning Xingruan turned over impatiently, snorted twice, but seemed to hear a somewhat familiar chuckle.

His eyelids twitched, and he had a hunch that something was wrong, but after a day in the car, his body was exhausted, and he couldn't open his eyes after all.

In trouble, Ning Xingruan seemed to have returned to the house on the mountain.

In the dark bedroom, he was lying on the bed when he saw a figure sitting beside him.

Not knowing what it was like, Ning Xingruan closed her eyes tightly, thinking silently that this is just a dream, just a dream...

Cold fingers landed on his neck, caressing carefully.

"Where's the sign?" the man asked softly.

Ning Xingruan didn't answer, it was just a dream, and when he woke up from the dream, what else could this person do to him.

Then the quilt on his body was pulled away, and the palm slid down to his waist...

After some kneading, Ning Xingruan lay in the cold embrace and couldn't help crying.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a soft cry, and he woke up from his sleep sobbing, and saw Lin Yuetao's big face in front of his eyes.

Startled, Ning Xingruan pushed the man away with a wave of his hand, clutching his heart and saying unbearably: "You're trying to scare me to death!"

Lin Yuetao chuckled, and said, "Are you still having nightmares?"

"What?" Ning Xingruan yawned, touched his eyes, and felt wet with his hands.

"I heard you seem to be crying when I came in. If you want to continue like this, we can go to the temple to worship in a few days." Lin Yuetao sat back in his seat and sighed.

Ning Xingruan sat up, frowned and recalled, but found that she couldn't remember anything, as if she wasn't dreaming at all?

Without thinking too much, he jumped out of bed and stretched. Seeing Lin Yuetao's newly brought book on the table, he asked him if he had eaten. Knowing that he hadn't had time to go to the dining room, he asked him to wash up by himself , go down together.

Walking to the bathroom, he turned on the faucet, cold water splashed on his face, and his drowsiness dissipated. He suddenly heard a movement behind him, and when he turned around, a figure was standing stiffly at the door of the bathroom.

The old man in uniform was dragging a cleaning tool cart and looked at him with a hint of horror in his eyes.

Seeing him looking over, the old man turned around in a hurry, and then heard the sound of the car dragging away.

Ning Xingruan's body felt cold, and he suddenly turned around with his scalp numb. The clean and tidy bathroom was empty, and he was the only one.

Are you so scary?

He looked in the mirror suspiciously, took a closer look, um... he's a pretty good guy.

The moment he turned around, he caught a glimpse of red from the corner of his eye.

He stepped back and opened the collar in front of the mirror. Near the shoulder, a small dark hickey was hidden in the right rear collar.