After wandering outside for more than an hour, it was already completely dark, but there were still many people walking under the street lamps to enjoy the shade. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although there are ghost stories spread by running men in the villa, modern people believe that there are very few people who have ghosts, and it is not uncommon for girls in white dresses to wear on summer nights, and no one will have a nervous breakdown to associate her with ghosts, except for the lewd running man who was once scared and stimulated.

Although the wind by the artificial lake at night was comfortable and cool, I still decided to go back to the villa, although I was a little scared of being alone in the villa, but when I thought that the boss would come back in case, maybe he had been waiting in the villa to surprise me, I couldn't stay outside, and then I ran back to the villa almost in a hurry.

I went back to the villa, and as soon as I opened the door, I shouted a few times, "Boss!"

After waiting for a while, there was no response I was expecting, and my heart sank suddenly, and my hope was disappointed again.

I closed the door weakly and walked into the house.

I stood in the hall for a while, and then I remembered that the bowl of noodles I had eaten before I went out was still on the table and unwashed, so I walked into the restaurant.

The bowl is still in the old place, I picked up the bowl but couldn't help but be stunned, the bowl was empty, I remember that I only ate half of it and put it down, and there was still half of it in the bowl before I went out, but now, there are no noodles in the bowl.

I looked at the bowl, a little overwhelmed for a moment, and then suddenly I thought of something, and suddenly a wave of ecstasy hit my heart, and my heart began to jump with joy, I put down the bowl, spread my legs, and ran upstairs.

I first pushed Zhang Yi's room open, but there was no one!

Without thinking, I turned around and rushed to my own room, "Old ......", before the big words could be shouted, the voice disappeared in my throat, and I stood in the center of the room, and before the smile on my face could be completely removed, it felt like a basin of cold water was pouring me head-on.

The room was empty, and there was no sign of it.

I just felt that my scalp was starting to tingle for a while, could it be that I remembered wrong, I didn't leave half a bowl of noodles at all?

I'm a person who often makes mistakes, loses everything, and easily forgets what I've just done, maybe this time again.

I sighed heavily, and the excitement I had just felt had been pulled away from my body all at once, and as soon as my body went limp, I lay down on the big bed, looking at a delicate crystal chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

The light casts the shadow of the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, like a huge scattered lotus flower, and the light of the crystal is dotted between the lotus flowers, like the ripples of water layer by layer in the slight undulation.

Something seems to be wrong.

A strange feeling rose in my heart, and I sat up slowly, tilting my head and thinking seriously, trying to catch the slightest hint of something wrong that suddenly flashed in my head at that moment.

What the hell is it? Am I forgetting anything other than noodles?

I looked around the room again, trying to find clues that something was wrong, the soft milky white light of the crystal lamp, which shrouded every object in the room in a halo, and then cast a faint shadow next to them.

"Ahh

I suddenly screamed.