Ghost Chronicle in May

The moment Duan Wuyang saw the CD, he was a little puzzled.

Who gave it to him?He doesn't remember that he asked someone to borrow the CD?Could it be that person sent it by mistake?

He was confused, and when he turned over the plate, he saw four words engraved on the back of the plate—from hell.

These four characters were crookedly written, and it seemed that they were carved with sharp objects like a knife. For some reason, Duan Wuyang immediately felt that they were carved with fingernails.

A picture flashed through his mind immediately. A long-haired woman slowly carved these four words on the back of the plate with her long nails. Because of too much force, the long nails broke off, and the blood flowed slowly. It came out and dyed these four words blood red...

It took a long time for Duan Wuyang to come back to his senses, and he shook his head to get his strange thoughts out of his mind.He must have been terrified by Meng Jungui's words that day. A woman, no matter how hard she tries, can't carve words on the disc with her nails...

Just as he was thinking this way, he suddenly saw the four words on the CD in front of him slowly oozing blood, dripping down the surface of the CD, and falling to the ground drop by drop.

drop……

drop……

drop……

Duan Wuyang was stunned, the CD in his hand was not steady and fell to the ground.

The disc spun on the ground, spun a few times, and then slowly fell down.

Duan Wuyang's eyes widened, and he found that the blood on the CD was gone...or it never existed.

The words on the disc became the same as before, the blood on the ground disappeared, and there were no traces on his hands.

A long-haired woman appeared outside the window and disappeared for a moment, and blood stains appeared on the CD and disappeared for a moment. Duan Wuyang couldn't convince himself that it was all an illusion. He only hoped that this was just a long dream, and he hadn't woken up yet.

Duan Wuyang was stunned for a minute, looking at the CD lying quietly on the ground, he pursed his lips, stepped forward to pick it up, and then turned around and went to the stairs.

There is a garbage outlet at the stairway of each floor in the student apartment, and all students throw their domestic garbage directly from the garbage outlet.

Duan Wuyang pursed his lips and opened the small door of the garbage outlet. This is a small door about one meter high. After opening, just throw the garbage inside, which is very convenient.He opened the small door, and suddenly felt a gust of hot air blowing towards his face... It was the hot air generated when household garbage piled up together. He didn't dare to smell it carefully, so he held his breath and threw the CD into it.

Then he heard a soft bang sound—it should be the sound when the disc fell and hit the wall. It seems that the disc should have fallen, and Duan Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief.Then he looked at the dark garbage hole in front of him, feeling inexplicably cold, and immediately let go of his hand, and the small door closed automatically.

Duan Wuyang turned around and washed his hands in the sink. A gust of wind came from the wide open window. He shivered, turned off the tap, and immediately turned back to the dormitory.

Duan Wuyang originally thought that he would suffer from insomnia, but to his surprise, he slept soundly until eleven o'clock the next morning.

For the next two days, Duan Wuyang lived in a muddle, but his life was very peaceful, nothing happened.

Duan Wuyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In a blink of an eye, the three-day holiday of the Dragon Boat Festival has passed.

The other five people in the dormitory rushed back to the dormitory, carrying a lot of bags.

Seeing the five people packing things in a hurry, Duan Wuyang felt greatly relieved.

The eldest brother smiled and patted Duan Wuyang's shoulder, and said carelessly: "How about it, do you miss me these few days when I'm not here?"

"No." Duan Wuyang didn't give him any face.

The fourth child let out a long cry, then raised his eyebrows, and said, "You're lying, when I just walked in, you clearly had an expression of hunger, eagerness, and excitement!"

Duan Wuyang rolled his eyes, turned around and went to play his game.

"Why are there so many leaflets? Doesn't paper cost money? Cutting down trees is killing life. It's really Amitabha, so kind..." The big fat god chanted, bent down to pick up the pile of leaflets behind the door, But suddenly he let out a snort.

"Hey, what is this?... Game CD? Whose is yours?"

Duan Wuyang's fingers that were jumping on the keyboard suddenly paused.

"...From hell? Hahaha, why isn't it madeinChina?"

Duan Wuyang only felt that the blood all over his body was flowing back to unknown places, and he stood up abruptly.

"Old five? What's the matter with you?" Big Fatty asked suspiciously after seeing Duan Wuyang's reaction was not right, and scratched his fat head.

Duan Wuyang didn't bother about Big Fatty's questioning, and walked slowly towards the CD...

It was still the four words engraved on it, but this time, there seemed to be faint blood stains on the engraving.

Duan Wuyang can be sure that this time it is not an illusion.

He looked at it for a long time, but the blood on the notch did not disappear.

His face turned pale.

"Fifth? Fifth?" Fatty slapped Duan Wuyang on the head.

Duan Wuyang came back to his senses at this moment, he looked at the CD, his mouth tightened, then he took the CD and said lightly: "This is mine... I accidentally dropped it..."

"Oh, let me tell you earlier, why do you have such a bad face? Could it be that there is something you can't see on this disc? What kind of door? Hahaha." Fatty teased Duan Wuyang humorously, but Duan Wuyang was completely Not in the mood to go along with him.

"I'm going to sleep first." Duan Wuyang took the CD, threw it under the bed, climbed onto the bed, and covered his face with the quilt.

"Going to bed so early? It's only less than nine o'clock now?"

"Fifth?"

Duan Wuyang buried his face on the pillow and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.

The quilt instantly isolated him from the world.

But he still felt cold all over.

Even though fear was mixed with dazed and restless fear, Duan Wuyang still couldn't resist the drowsiness that struck him, and fell asleep exhausted.

In the dream, he saw him taking a bath.

He clearly realized that he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up, and he couldn't control himself.

The shower was turned on, and the water flowed out from the shower mouth, slowly flowing onto his body, and flowing down his body.

But he couldn't feel the water flowing by at all, and he couldn't perceive whether it was cold water or warm water... In dreams, people don't feel it.

He seemed to be washing his body, and his hands were applying shower cream to his body, but he couldn't control the movements of his hands, so he could only apply shower cream to his body mechanically.

Then his hand moved towards the place where the body wash was placed, and he was stunned... There was not only body wash, but also shampoo, conditioner, and facial cleanser, all of which he didn't have.

How can ordinary boys be so hairy and use conditioner and facial cleanser?

Duan Wuyang didn't know if other boys would use hair conditioner and facial cleanser, but at least he wouldn't.

But why did he see it?

He looked at the bottles and jars of shower gel and shampoo, and found that these things were not as vague as ordinary dreams, and he could even read the words on the shower gel clearly... He was sure, this is not The brand of shower gel he used.

In other words, he was sure that the person taking a bath was not him.

The one who can use conditioner and facial cleanser should be a girl.

Duan Wuyang was wondering why he dreamed of becoming a girl taking a bath, but felt his eyes darken...

Then he realized that it wasn't because his eyes were darkened, but because "he" started to wash his hair.

"His" hair is long and thick, and it looks like silk.

"He" is bending over, and his long hair hangs from "his" eyes all the way to his calf.

"He" started to wash his hair, and the white foam bloomed on the black hair, and then was washed by clear water, and flowed down a drain in front of "him".

The drain in front of "him" is black and about ten centimeters wide... It seems to be just right for a hand to stick out.

Thinking of this, Duan Wuyang immediately felt a chill all over his body. He remembered that when he was at the garbage mouth before, he seemed to have this feeling too... It seems that something will come out of that black hole in the next moment.

But "he" obviously didn't feel this way, he was still washing his hair, his long hair drooped meekly, occasionally a few strands of hair were accidentally torn off by force, and then flowed down the water to the drain past.

The water was rushing.

Suddenly, a long hair protruded from the drain, and then two, three...

Those hairs accumulated more and more, and then turned into a large mass of black hair, slowly crawling along the ground to "his" feet.

Afterwards, those hairs climbed up along "his" body.

"He" finally noticed it and started screaming loudly, but was suddenly strangled by the big hair.