With that, she pushed me away with great difficulty, and with the last of her strength she watched me walk away from her, she opened her mouth and muttered as if to say something, as her breath became weaker and weaker, her voice became softer and softer, and after a few seconds, her eyes slowly closed and went up, and finally she lay motionless on the bed, without any reaction, as if she had fallen asleep quietly. I couldn't help but cry in a low voice www.biquge.info cover my mouth, for fear of waking up the people in the other wards. I don't know how long I cried, until my eyes were red and swollen, and a nurse happened to come to check on the ward, and then I found out that the old man had died. As the nurse wrapped her body in a white cloth and passed in front of me, I could no longer hold back my emotions, and tears rushed out like a spring of water, and I wept bitterly. The silence in the ward was suffocating, and I could only hear my intermittent choking voice, echoing in the silence of the hospital.

I don't know how long I cried, I was a little thirsty, and when I wanted to drink water, I found that there was no water in the kettle. I need to hurry and fill it up. With that in mind, I lifted the handle of the kettle and walked out. Relying on the little impressions that remained in my memory, I walked blindly. By this time, the hospital had fallen into silence, the lights in most of the wards had been turned off, and the lights in the corridors were dimly lit, listless, and eclipsed. Just around the corner, I stopped. Looking at the lights that went out in the aisle, I hesitated. Why are all the lights in the passage turned off? Is the light broken or has it been turned off by the hospital? I stared blankly at the darkness in front of me, like a ghost with a blue face and fangs in the darkness opening its teeth, waiting for the prey to cast its own net. I gasped and tried to convince myself that I was going to cross this terrible place. Out of nowhere, there was a sound of water dripping, ticking and ticking, was it the broken faucet in the water room or the leaking tiles in the bathroom? Listening to this sound that seemed to come from hell, I was afraid to take another step. After swallowing a mouthful of bitter water, looking at the unprovoked and terrifying darkness, I still couldn't break the fear in my heart, and finally decided to go back to my room the way I came.

I couldn't stay where I was any longer, looking at the darkness, and feeling the horror that had been buried deep in my heart wake up and swallow me up little by little. I didn't even want to stay there for a moment, I always felt like a second too late, and a pair of hands would hold me firmly from the darkness. The more I think about it, the creepi it becomes.

Passing by the duty room, the nurse on duty seemed to be asleep. I tried to slow myself down, trying not to wake up their good dreams. There was only one sound echoing in the whole aisle, it was the sound of my footsteps, although I had been walking very carefully, but the place was so quiet that even the slightest sound would be infinitely expanded, and this extremely quiet space would inadvertently arouse the most primitive human emotion - fear. It's a suffocating silence. Although he walked boldly, it was inevitable that he would not arouse some cranky thoughts in his mind, and those terrifying pictures were frequently displayed in his mind. My heart was speeding up inexplicably, and I somehow felt a chill behind it. I finally walked a few steps, looked at the somewhat dim but lighted passage in front of me, and let out a sigh of relief, and the heartbeat that was beating wildly gradually returned to its normal frequency. The cold sweat on my forehead hung up at some point, and I wiped the beads of sweat with my sleeve and took a deep breath with my mouth open. Suddenly, a crisp sound broke the rare silence, like the clatter of an iron pipe falling to the ground, and it hit me in the heart. My whole body shook and my mind went blank. His hands trembled, and he swallowed his saliva hard, trying to go forward to find out, but his feet were stuck in the concrete floor and he couldn't extricate himself. I froze in place, not daring to make the next move for a long time. This quiet space, this strange sound, this suffocating breath, is really terrifying. My face turned pale, as pale as a blank piece of paper. I even wanted to run into the hospital room, not wanting to stay in this weird hallway anymore. However, my feet didn't seem to obey the call, and no matter how I overcame it, I was still stunned and stayed where I was.

Panting for air, my heart almost burst out of my chest from the sound I had just heard. His legs squatted weakly, and he even felt the urge to vomit. I climbed onto the bench next to me with my hands and sat down, trying to stabilize my unstable mood. I don't know what I'm afraid of, it's obviously an empty aisle, but my body does tremble involuntarily, and my legs are weakly collapsed to the ground. I gasped for air, completely out of control, as if something was controlling my body.

I couldn't help but look around a few more times, but there was nothing, not even a ghost. Just as I turned my head to look at the aisle on the other side, all the lights on the aisle went out, one by one. It was dark in front of me, and I didn't dare to move, so I sat there motionless. Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in another passage across a wall, near, near, approaching me, and the fear in me was fully awakened, and the sound of footsteps approaching me was driving me crazy, and it was as if I was waiting for the final judgment of death. In a matter of seconds, I was driven to the edge of despair by the sound of almost crazy footsteps.

Just as I was scared to scream and scream, the rush of footsteps disappeared again, completely silent, as if it had never been there. I opened my pupils wide and covered my mouth with my hands to keep myself from screaming uncontrollably in fear. Silence returned to the aisle, and the passages, which had no light, were like living objects with claws in the night, hidden in the darkness, as if they were playing a trick on me. Without sight, my sense of hearing is doubly sensitive, and I can almost hear my own breathing clearly. I felt something slowly approaching, was it the subject of the footsteps just now? My heart was so tense that it was about to burst out, to tear my chest apart, to burst through my bloody wounds, to hurt, my heart to become so painful, almost out of breath.

However, that aura did not disappear, but approached more and more. The corrosive turbidity swept through my whole body like cold air from the south, freezing every part of my internal organs, and coagulating into ice along with my blood. I wanted to cry silently, I wanted to shout, but I found that my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and no matter how much I screamed, I couldn't hear any sound. An eerie cold aura enveloped my whole body, and I could even feel someone gasping in my ear, with some anger, close to my ear, gently breathing. The cold that pierced through my bones, just like an electric shock, my whole body couldn't help but tremble, and then trembled, along with my lips, I kept shivering, this feeling was like being trapped in an ice cellar, firmly trapped, every corner of my body was frozen, I couldn't escape, I could only die in the cold ice cellar, and become an eternal ice sculpture.

I shivered incessantly, and I even felt a thin layer of edelweiss on my hands and feet, and the bitter cold almost robbed me of my senses. I couldn't explain what was hanging over me, but I felt that the cold air was constantly entering my body, no matter what. At this moment, I heard a slight breathing sound in my ears, mixed with a strange whisper: "Don't meddle. "I even felt like the next second it was going to reach out to me with a bony hand and grab my throat hard.