Since Hua Xi can't go out, the others shouldn't be able to go out either. Now that they're hiding here, they shouldn't be able to find themselves.

After making up her mind, Yan Fei, who hadn't slept well all night, fell asleep groggily.

After a peaceful day, Yan Fei's life was back on track, as if his previous experience in that villa was just a nightmare, and the peace and tranquility of college life diluted the initial panic.

"Yan Fei, did you break the mop in the toilet? Chen Qi looked like a teacher asking for guilt.

"I haven't used it. Yan Fei put down the digital board and turned his head to look at the mop, and said, "This mop fades as soon as it is dragged, and no one has used it for a long time." ”

"How did I not know? The last few weeks were fine. ”

"Then I don't know, what's the use of you asking me. Yan Fei was a little angry.

People have praised the friendship between college dorm roommates in many forms, and it is quite touching to look at. However, not everyone can meet such a beautiful fate, for example, Yan Fei does not have it. Yan Fei, who has been alienated from her classmates since she was a child, has few friends in real life, so she generally likes to make friends online. After being admitted to university, she thought that her roommate in the dormitory would have the same major as her and should have a lot of common topics, but when she stepped into the dormitory with this idea, she realized that the stories were all lies. If you are good to others, others will take it for granted after a long time, and if you are a little bad with others, they will remember it for a lifetime. Even if there really is such a beautiful friendship in the world, it will not befall her.

"I knew I wouldn't be happy in the dormitory, so I didn't come back. Chen Qi spread out his suitcase with a bang and began to pack up.

Who let you come back, Yan Fei secretly slandered, simply out of sight, and continued to practice her human body structure.

The pressure of the digital plate that her father bought for her is very good, but the protective film on it is not known who secretly took it away, and now looking at the brushstrokes on the board directly drawing, Yan Fei is indescribably distressed. The ghost made the god think of it, and she was in a trance when she thought of the money that was sprinkled in the villa hall that day and couldn't be picked up. So much money, what Hua Xi wants to buy, how expensive the coffee table should be. What will they be doing now? Is Hua Xi still hiding in her attic, quietly drinking mint tea, staring out the window, imagining what it feels like to stand in the sun? Is Yu Satin still doing some strange things in her room at night with her bracelet? And Xiao Li, is she so bored that she hangs herself on the stairs in the basement, waiting for the next person she is scared of? What will happen if they find out that they are gone? Will they try to catch themselves back, or will they just run away as a pet?

The brush unconsciously draws circles on the digital board, and the computer screen shows the suns in the style of Picasso......

"Are you obsessed?" Chen Qi didn't know when he came behind Yan Fei, looking at Yan Fei's computer screen with a ghostly expression, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Huh?" Yan Fei woke up like a dream, only then did she realize that she was distracted, she glanced at the masterpiece on the PS drawing paper, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry. Turning the barrel of the pen and using the eraser at the other end to wipe the circle, he turned his head to look at Chen Qi, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, I asked you to borrow some wipes, I forgot to bring them. ”

"Take it. Yan Fei took a small piece and handed it over.

Chen Qi casually said without hearing any grateful thanks, wiped her table and looked at it again, "Eh, didn't you go out to rent a house? ”

The brush paused slightly, and continued to outline the lines. "Didn't find a good one. ”

"You didn't find a cheap one, did you?" Chen Qi threw the used wipes into the trash can and clapped his hands.

"Whatever you say, I'm drawing, don't be annoying, okay?"

Chen Qi looked at his hands, but decided to take a good wash with soap, and muttered something when he left the bedroom door, which was very vague.

However, Yan Fei heard it clearly, she said, "What kind of house do you go to rent outside when you are so poor." ”

Yan Fei has seen this kind of thing a lot since she was a child, and it has long been impossible to cause her any harm. In fact, Yan Fei's family is not so poor that they can't open the pot, but it is slightly worse than other ordinary families. But the school she attends is the best art school in N City, and most of the students here are either rich or expensive, and Yan Fei's family background is compared with them, which instantly forms a difference between cloud and mud.

After living for so long, she naturally knows that her family background can really help her children a lot, and she doesn't want to talk about the chicken soup of "I compare the future with others" every day, what she can do is to work hard to improve her hand-painting level, strive to get better jobs, and make more money.

Chen Qi didn't come back, it is estimated that he ran out to eat with others after washing his hands, and Yan Fei already had five pieces of the human body he practiced. As night fell, after dinner, Yan Fei picked up the paintbrush again and prepared to practice. But for some reason, she feels that there is no excitement for practice today, and when this boredom mentality comes up in the past, Yan Fei will grit her teeth and continue, in her own words, that is, every time she practices, she has to draw until she vomits, only in this way does it mean that the amount of practice today is enough. But today she couldn't continue to paint, and climbed into bed after washing, thinking of seeing some big masterpieces she liked, but as soon as her head was pillowed, she fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Could it be that the previous mental damage was too great? This was the last bit of divine consciousness that Yan Fei had before he fell asleep.

I don't know which roommate came back and turned on the water in the toilet loudly. Yan Fei groped his way out of bed in a daze, came to the toilet, and found that the door of the toilet had been locked. This is strange, could it be that the water in the bathroom downstairs has stopped again, and someone is taking a bath in the toilet so the toilet is locked?

Yan Fei knocked on the door and shouted inside: "Who is inside, can you turn off the sound of the water?" Yan Fei couldn't wait for a response from inside, and went back to the bedroom depressedly, but before she stepped out, she felt that something was wrong.

The soles of her feet were a little sticky, and she looked down and sighed in her heart. The liquid that came out of the crack in the toilet door - it was red.

"Knock knock" Yan Fei knocked on the toilet door desperately, "Who's inside? Who is inside?" Although the relationship between the roommates is not very good, Yan Fei must not sit idly by and ignore this kind of life-threatening matter.

"Chen Qi, Xu Tongtong, Song Wei, who of you are inside?" Yan Fei became more and more anxious, and slapped the toilet door with a shocking sound, "What is going on? Can you respond to me? I am Yan Fei, hey, hey!!" Yan Fei's slapping for a long time was ineffective, and he suddenly found that there was a thin key that flowed out with the blood!

Yan Fei picked it up and shook off the blood and looked at it, thank God, this is the key to the toilet door! In this desperate moment, Yan Fei suddenly calmed down, she took a deep breath, prepared to see all kinds of bloody situations next, and then inserted the key into the lock hole.

There was a "click" and the door opened. Yan Fei strode in, but what greeted her was not a murder scene, but a stream of spurting/shooting blood. Yan Fei was frightened, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover it, but he was still confused.

The six faucets squirted/shot thick blood-red blood from their long-standing pipes, spraying Yan Fei all over in blood. After Yan Fei found that she couldn't turn on the switch at all, she had to hurriedly retreat but hit her head on the door that was locked again, she panicked all of a sudden, opened her mouth to shout but found that she couldn't make a sound at all, and in a hurry, the soles of her feet slipped and the whole person fell to the ground, and the bloody smell of blood came to her nose.

It can't go on like this, Yan Fei forced herself to calm down, but it didn't seem to be useful, so she had to continue to think of a way to lock the door. The previous key was gone, and Yan Fei desperately turned the doorknob, trying to loosen it.

The sound of a hair dryer suddenly sounded outside the door, Yan Fei was like being amnestied, and slapped the door and shouted outward: "Help!! Open the door! Who is blowing hair outside, come and open the door!" As soon as the words fell, the sound of the hair dryer outside the door was not broken, and another voice appeared.

Yan Fei pressed his ears against the door, and his heart trembled violently. "You can't boil water! The power in the bedroom is limited, don't blow your head to boil water!" As if to confirm what she said, there was a "snap", and the entire bedroom fell into darkness, forcing Yan Fei to almost despair.

But just then, the door opened.

Yan Fei ran out of the toilet with his hands and feet, but found that the dormitory hall was empty. Strange, who was blowing her hair? She had heard someone blowing her hair.

"Hulalala-lala-"

A voice like the most hoarse singer came into Yan Fei's ears and resounded over the entire bedroom.

Yan Fei was full of excitement, and secretly complained to himself, isn't it!

They had been relying on an electric fan connected to a wire for a whole year, and finally-

Freedom.

It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, the black lights were blind, the water pipes were in disrepair, and now even the electric fans have come down to kill/people, which is still ...... Yan Fei couldn't help but begin to regret it, she knew that she would live in the villa, although they were all a group of non-humans, but they didn't hurt her. It's like this dormitory, there are no supernatural things, but they can kill you!

"Hulalala-la-" Yan Fei's mind flickered, and the sound of the soul-like electric fan had already whistled to his ears, and Yan Fei directly lay on the ground with a reaction speed that he had never had in his life, and escaped the catastrophe. She roughly discerned the direction of the dormitory door, her fists clenched secretly, and now it seemed that she could only escape. But how can it be so easy, there is no light in the room, and there is an electric fan with the same exhaust. Alas, I regret not being at the beginning......

Suddenly, I don't know who made a burst of laughter in her ear, and before Yan Fei could react, the whistling sound of the electric fan came to her ears, and then entered her brain......

"Ahhh

"Huh, I'm still alive?" Yan Fei let out a long sigh of relief as he touched his body, making sure it was all pinchable meat and not a cloud of air. "Damn, scared the baby to death. She reached out and wiped her forehead, realizing that she was in a cold sweat. It turns out that nightmares really make you break out in a cold sweat...... Damn, but the dream is also real, as if it was a trip from the ghost gate.

With a "snap", Yan Fei impatiently asked outside the bed curtain, "Who? Don't throw things, it's scary." ”

However, no one responded for a long time. Yan Fei had a nightmare just now, and her nerves were particularly fragile at this time, she squeezed the quilt tightly, stretched out her other hand and trembled to open the door curtain, and looked outside. Yan Fei's face showed an extremely frightened expression.

The electric fan in their bedroom really got rid of the entanglement of the last wire and fell freely to the ground......

in the Dark Night Villa

She let out a series of weird laughs as she collapsed on the couch. Glancing at her disdainfully, she continued to turn her head and wipe her gun. "Sure enough, it is a child who lacks maternal love, and the laughter is different from that of normal people. ”

"Hey, what do you say!"

"Say you lack motherly love. ”

"Shut up, stop talk!"

"Yo, do you want to fight?"

Hua Xi turned around speechlessly and took a sip of mint tea. Listening to the rain of scythes behind her, she remembered the human who had stayed overnight and left.

Yan Fei, you have to come back eventually.

You are the light of the villa.