Imaginary horror is far greater than actual horror. —(English dramatist and poet) William Shakespeare

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Jiuying was on a sweet date, full of roommate Wang Yuwen on the way back to the dormitory.

After dinner, I didn't want to open a store, and I was bored in the dormitory. So she was dragged to the library by Wang Yuwen and went to self-study all night.

The big bell in the library had just struck ten times, and the melodious sound of the bell spread throughout the campus. The breeze blows in the evening at the end of August, and the heat that has been gathering for a day seems to blow away.

Walking comfortably, I listened to Wang Yuwen next to me complaining about neck pain. Because school has just started, I am not nervous about schoolwork. Although Wang Yuwen dragged her to self-study, she actually took a literary book to read and slept for a while. It may be that the sleeping position is not quite right, and the neck is a little twisted.

Full of mischievous smiles, "Wenwen, have you heard of the ghost of the library?" ”

Wang Yuwen waved her hand again and again, "Don't say it, don't say it!" ”

Wang Yuwen was already very afraid of ghosts, but after becoming roommates with two "magic sticks" (Wang Yuwen's words) and learning that these things really existed, her fear was even worse.

Wang Yuwen bought a lot of amulets in the "Nine Babies", not only wearing them herself, but also giving them to her relatives and friends as gifts.

Ignoring Wang Yuwen's protests, Man Man deliberately lowered his voice and said slowly, "Do you know why your neck hurts?" Does it feel cool? Because, in our school library, there is a ghost that appears exclusively on weekend evenings. Lying on the back of the sleeping students......"

Man Man suddenly threw himself on Wang Yuwen's back and blew on her neck, "That's it, huhuhu"

"Ahh Wang Yuwen screamed, causing the passing classmates to look back at her.

If she calms down, she will find that Manman is talking about "ghosts", not "souls". This is clearly teasing her.

screamed several times before Wang Yuwen reacted. I have a talisman, and I have a small magic stick full of me, where can there be a ghost approaching? At this time, Man Man had already been prepared to run away. Wang Yuwen chased after him angrily and squeaked at Manman.

Under the dim street lamp, the laughter of the girls echoed like brass bells.

A breeze rustled the leaves on the side of the road, as if it was also feeling the beauty of youth.

On this day, Man Man was busy working in the store, Wang Yuwen rushed in, followed by two girls.

"Manman, is what you said that day true?"

"Which day?" Man Man was puzzled, "What is really fake?" ”

"It's the ghost of that library!"

"Oh!" Manman stretched out his voice and made a terrifying expression, "Of course it's true......"

"No, no." Wang Yuwen looked a little excited, she pointed to the slightly taller girl behind her, "You know Yang Qing from Yingwu Class 1, right?!" She'd been in the library before! ”

Wang Yuwen pointed to another girl with a somewhat plump figure, "This is Liu Mengmeng from the Department of Foreign Languages, and her boyfriend has also met." ”

He raised his eyebrows full of doubts, looking at the expressions of the three people, it didn't seem like he was joking.

Jiuying sent the guests away, poured three glasses of water, motioned for the three of them to sit down, and spoke slowly.

Yang Qing's encounter with a ghost was a matter on the first night of school.

After dinner, Yang Qing came to the library to study on her own. Because there was no class in the afternoon, she ate dinner early, and when she came to the library, the study room was still relatively empty.

Yang Qing likes the feeling of self-study in the library, although there is no air conditioning, it does not make people feel stuffy.

Each of the four wooden tables is put together, and eight high-backed wooden chairs surround it. The desk in the library is very large, and it is also a few years old, revealing some vicissitudes of life. Rows of tables and chairs occupy half of the room, while the other half is rows of bookshelves, thin or thick, with books neatly arranged on the shelves. The air was filled with the faint smell of books.

The ceiling fan overhead rotated unhurriedly, bringing a burst of coolness.

Maybe it was because she ate too much at night, Yang Qing looked at the book and became confused unconsciously.

I don't know why, Yang Qing felt a little cold when she fell asleep, so she reluctantly opened her eyes.

When I looked up, there was no one around but her. Did you sleep? Yang Qing opened her phone and glanced at it, it was only half past seven.

"It shouldn't be!" Yang Qing muttered in surprise, there have always been a lot of people in this study room, and the people who come are also very fixed.

It's been a long time, although everyone doesn't know each other, but they are all familiar.

For example, there is always a couple sitting opposite her, and they pack up and leave at half past nine every day. Yang Qing also secretly guessed that when they left at this point, they must have gone to the garden for a date.

For another example, sitting there in the far corner, there is a tall and thin boy who looks very Sven, and Yang Qing can see him every time he comes here.

And in the window seat in her row, there is a boy who always brings a laptop to self-study, and wears headphones to watch movies after finishing homework.

It's normal that there are few people who study on their own at the beginning of school. But when there is no figure, it feels weird.

Especially on the other side of the bookshelf, there is a senior sister, as long as Yang Qing comes from the study room, she can be seen. Today, the seat is just as empty.

Probably everyone has something to do today!

Yang Qing felt that something was wrong, but she didn't think much about it, because she wanted to solve the physiological problem now.

The incandescent lights in the hallway glowed brightly, creating reflective dots on the floor tiles. There is no one here either. "Click, click", Yang Qing's footsteps caused a burst of echoes in the empty corridor.

Yang Qing's heart was furious, and even the dazzling lights felt miserable and white.

Yang Qing grabbed the hem of the T-shirt and pulled it down, as if this would be able to resist the chill behind her.

The bathroom is close at hand.

Yang Qing didn't know what she was thinking, so she didn't go in directly, but looked inside first. Still no one.

Countless ghost movie shots flashed in Yang Qing's mind, she knew that she was scaring herself, but she couldn't control her tumbling thoughts.

Yang Qing walked quickly past the sink and didn't look up at the mirror, she was afraid that something would suddenly appear inside and follow her.

Yang Qing lowered her body and looked at the several cubicles in the toilet, all of which were empty. She was about to push open the nearest door when she heard the sound of rushing water behind her.

Obviously, I just watched it, but there was no one.

"Anyone?" Yang Qing could feel the tremor in her voice, "Who?" ”

I don't know where the dripping started.

Click...... Click...... Click...... Click......

Other than that, there is no voice.

Without waiting for someone to answer, Yang Qing couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere anymore, she quickly ran back to the study room and stuffed everything into her bag indiscriminately.

The study room was still empty, and rows of bookshelves stood silently.

Yang Qing likes the rows of bookshelves, and looking at them always makes people feel a burst of satisfaction. But today, it feels like a beast of prey, ready to pounce with its fangs open.

Yang Qing barely swallowed the exclamation that she was about to blurt out, turned around and left the study room quickly.

But that's not the end of it.