Almost, really almost I couldn't help but scream and wanted to run out, and after a long time, I felt like a long time, my mother stopped moving, turned her head, and I immediately closed my eyes.

Maybe she didn't see it, the quilt covered my body, already soaked by my cold sweat, I heard my mother's mouth yin and yang weird 'hehe' chuckle twice, and then the head of the bed loosened, and footsteps sounded.

My mom walked out softly again.

I opened my eyes and gasped for breath, and if it went on like this, I felt like I might go crazy in a short time.

My mom has a problem, definitely a problem.

In the middle of the night, I didn't dare to sleep anymore, and I didn't feel sleepy after turning on the light.

I managed to make it to dawn, but I was already a little demonic.

Now that Aunt Qinghe has also passed away, I don't even know who to ask for help.

I didn't dare tell my dad about it, but I was scared of my mom.

I don't know how to spend the whole day, if I encounter something terrible and scared one day, I will definitely not be able to sleep that night, but this time.

I was tormented almost every day, and once my tense nerves were relaxed, I would fall into a state of confusion, with subconscious vigilance on one side and nervous nerves that could not hold on and longed for rest.

This will muddy time, muddy all your cognitions, and in a drowsy consciousness, you will lose your judgment of everything.

I don't know how long the time has passed, but in a daze, I feel something caressing my cheek, and there is a faint sound of knocking in my ears.

Was it a knock on the door?

I opened my eyes suddenly, my nerves tensing for a moment, and a moment later I let out a breath without a knock on the door.

I took out my phone and looked at it, it was half past one in the morning.

Oh my God, the last thing I want now is to wake up in the middle of the night. I know that once I wake up, I don't dare to fall asleep. Yes, is not very daring, and not does not want to sleep.

I wanted to open my eyes and see that it was already bright outside the window.

I tried to lift the quilt to breathe, but my hand had just grabbed the quilt and before I could move, I heard a dull sound.

Knock knock!!

It wasn't footsteps, it wasn't a knock on the door, it was too dull and a little small, but I felt like it was coming from around me.

Knock knock!!

It rang again, and for a moment it made my hairs stand on end, and my bones were creepy.

It seemed to come from under my bed, as if something was knocking on the board under my bed.

I hadn't read the book where there was a ghost under the bed, but I could clearly think of that scene at this point. A person is sleeping on a bed, and below where you sleep, there is a knock on a plank.

I didn't dare to think about it, I swallowed my saliva with difficulty, and at this time I couldn't even breathe smoothly, the sound disappeared, I don't know if I woke up on the bed and listened quietly.

I was scared, I couldn't and didn't want to lie on the edge of the bed and look under the bed, I thought there was no sound, so be it, maybe a mouse. Yes, it must be a rat.

I'm also scared of rats, but it's better than those things.

But then I heard a rustling sound, very slightly, but I heard it clearly, as if something was rolling over under the bed and sliding under the bed.

I can't stand it anymore. Uncovered the quilt, lay on the edge of the bed, and looked at the bottom of the bed with his head against it.

It just so happened that with a round face and big glass-like eyes, I almost met each other.