Do not kill me

It must be midnight, and I'm sober.

I tried to get up to get a glass of water to drink, but my throat was very dry and slightly sore.

I stretched out my hand, but I couldn't move. I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn't.

I could hear my own breathing and the sound of the branches outside swaying with the night wind. I moved my feet again, but I still couldn't move a little bit.

I was startled, could it be that I encountered a ghost pressing the bed?

Haoming hasn't slept in the dormitory for a long time, I'm a little used to the quiet night.But now I am a little scared, is it possible that the ghost of Haoming is back?

I lay on the bed quietly and kept myself asleep, and suddenly felt someone walking in front of my bed, still sighing, as if there was some urgent matter that could not be resolved.

The sound of walking stopped in my ears, and there was no movement.Cold sweat broke out on my forehead and palms, and my breathing became uneven.

If this voice came from Haoming, he shouldn't hurt himself, right?

Thinking of this, I was a little relieved.

After a while, I almost fell asleep in tension, when I felt someone touching my face.

That kind of touch is very light and soft, and it is extremely cold. Every time I move a place, I will tremble.In order not to let myself think wildly, I pretended that it was the night wind blowing in from the window, but I had already closed the window well, where did the night wind come from?

Frightened by my excuses, the "person" was still touching my face, gesturing to outline my eyes, sliding his fingertips across the bridge of my nose, and finally landing on my lips.

I frowned slightly. I'm afraid this is not a ghost with a good name, right?It looks like a female ghost.

The next step is to absorb my energy?

In my wild thoughts, the ghost I thought was a "female ghost" did not absorb my energy, but the fingers gradually slipped down, and I could feel my clothes being untied.

Since I didn't change my clothes before going to bed, I only took off my coat and wore a white shirt underneath, so as soon as I unbuttoned it, I could feel the cool fingertips sliding across my chest...and then to my lower abdomen.

Damn, I can't slide down anymore!Did this female ghost take a fancy to me?

The cool touch lingered on the lower abdomen for a while, as if drawing a few circles, it made me feel a tingling sensation all over my body, my little brother was actually a little excited!I was cursing, and then the cold hand moved to my neck again.

I shivered all over and almost cried out.

I tried hard to open my eyes, but the harder I tried, the harder it was to open them.Those hands grabbed my neck tightly, as if they had some deep hatred against me, and they wanted to strangle me to death to relieve their anger.

There was a cold wind blowing gently in my ears, as if someone was lying on top of me and blowing into my ears.I wanted to struggle, but my body lay obediently on the bed and let those hands do whatever I wanted.

I could hardly breathe, my face turned blue and my tongue was almost sticking out.

I clenched my teeth together, trying not to let my tongue stick out.Suddenly my brain hurt, I saw a face in front of me, his eyes were staring, his eyeballs were about to fall out, his tongue stuck out a few centimeters, there were bruises on his neck, and he could clearly see every finger print ...He was strangled to death!

I don't want to die like this, I was crushed to death by a ghost on the bed, it's too unfair!

"Hmm..." I couldn't open my eyes, I could only open my mouth to call for help, but I couldn't make any sound.

I could feel my eyes turning white, I didn't expect that I was going to die like this, I don't know how Haoming died yet, so I'm going to accompany him...

After waiting for a while, I thought I had reached the Paradise, but I was breathing again.

I'm not dead?

This change made me overjoyed, I tried to move my hands and feet again, and found that everything was back to normal, was it just a dream?

When I opened my eyes, I found that I was still lying on the bed. The bedroom was so dark that I couldn't see clearly.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

Sighing three times in a row, I sat up from the bed in a jerk, looked around, and found nothing.

"Ah~"

This sound came out in my left ear, and I felt goosebumps all over my body instantly. I turned my head slowly and looked to the left, but there was still nothing.

The stone in my heart fell to the ground suddenly, and I exhaled heavily, it turned out to be my auditory hallucination.

"Can't kill..."

This time I fell directly on the bed, and my head hit the bed frame so hard that I grimaced in pain.

There was a "person" holding me down, and in the darkness I could only see those eyes that were emitting a faint black light.

"Can't kill..." he said.

It was a man's voice, which sounded familiar to me.

"You... who are you ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Forget about me?" He stopped what he was doing and asked softly by my ear.

"I don't know..." I was crying.

He is close to my eyes, as if breathing air is sprayed on the eyelashes, it is cold.I don't know whether he is kissing or touching, because his whole body is cold and I can't tell.

He didn't speak, and when I came back to my senses, the sky was already bright.

I stood up and breathed heavily, only to find that my body was covered in sweat and my shirt was wrinkled.

Haoming’s bed is the same as it was a few days ago, without any change. I took a look and wanted to go to the bathhouse to take a shower. When I turned around, I felt dizzy in my head. I didn’t have time to make a sound. When my eyes went dark, I fell directly on the ground .

"Little Huanhuan~ wake up!"

I opened my eyes and saw Haoming smiling at me, he still kept pushing to wake me up.

I suddenly widened my eyes, and realized that this was in class, and the teacher was spitting and lecturing, immersed in his own explanation.

Some of the students around are listening to the class seriously, some are sleepy, and some are doing errands...

here... this is...

I stood up abruptly, knocked down the heavy wooden chair, and made an annoying sound, which also startled Liu Haoming.

The whole class looked at me suspiciously. The teacher put down the chalk, looked at me angrily and said, "Xiang Huan, it's you again! Can you still listen to the class? Sit down for me!"

Ignoring what the teacher said, I hurriedly opened the textbook on my desk, read it roughly, and took out the "darts" I made in class...

"Snapped!"

Textbooks and paper darts slipped from my hands, and I checked the faces of the students sitting there over and over again, and almost screamed at the end.

I took a step back, trying to leave the place, but got caught in the chair and fell to the ground defenselessly.

The pain in my butt woke me up.

Liu Haoming stretched out his hand to pull me in doubt, and said, "Get up!"

I ignored him and just stared blankly at his face.

"What's wrong with you?"

This expression... this voice... this place...

It was all so real, I covered my face and couldn't help sobbing, the classmates all looked at me as if they saw a ghost, even the teacher stayed where he was.

I, I actually...really returned to the first year of high school...