Heavy wheezing sounds, coming from the thick white mist.

The fat man's backpack was also discarded at this time, the hat he was wearing was gone, and his white shirt was wet and cold.

His mouth was wide open, and his nostrils kept exhaling heavily, his face flushed and covered with beads of sweat, and he looked completely prostrate.

But even so, he felt like his lungs were burning uncomfortably.

Is the exit of this garbage dump so far away? It's been almost half an hour, and I can't see the end of it.

The fat man felt as uncomfortable as if he had been filled with lead, and his brain was also extremely deprived of oxygen, and he was on the verge of coma.

Just as he was about to give up, Dongge's roar before parting suddenly sounded in his ears, and he gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to stop fleeing!

He remembered that just last year, Brother Dong once bought his favorite roast chicken leg and said: "Fatty, I owe you a lot over the years, and one day, I will pay it back." ”

It's back, it's back, but it's a little too much.

Tears fell uncontrollably, and the fat man stretched out his arm and wiped his eyes.

Instead, he was blinded by the sweat oozing from his arms.

He squeezed his eyes uncomfortably, and when he opened them again, he found that the thick white fog that had originally covered his vision suddenly dispersed.

There was only darkness that could not be seen all around.

The fat man tried to adapt his eyes to the light as quickly as possible, so that he could better find his way out.

However, when he was finally able to see some vague outlines, he noticed that not far in front of him, there was a figure standing.

Originally, the fat man subconsciously wanted to escape, but he was stunned to find that the thin figure in front of him was very familiar.

It's Dong Ge!

"Brother Dong!"

The fat man shouted happily and walked straight forward.

However, Dong Ge, who had his back to him, did not look back, but followed the footsteps of the fat man and also took a few steps forward.

"Brother Dong, it's me! Why don't you ignore me! ”

The fat man didn't realize that something was wrong for a moment, and he continued to take a step forward.

Then, Dongge's figure also took a step forward.

The two of them remained standing still like this, the strange atmosphere was silent, and the heaps of garbage that rose one after another still stood quietly.

The fat man subconsciously swallowed, and a few drops of hot sweat slid down his forehead to his neck.

He stared straight at the back of Dong Ge in front of him, and silently took a step back.

Brother Dong also didn't look back like this, kept synchronizing with the fat man's movements, and also took a step backwards.

The fat man panicked, his instinct told himself that the person in front of him was not Brother Dong, definitely not!

But the fat man didn't dare to run, his legs trembled a little, because he felt that if he turned around and ran, would the "Dong Ge" in front of him continue to learn his movements and turn around?

What the hell is that you're facing behind you!

The fat man didn't dare to move for the time being, so he stood in place, and the figure in front of him also remained silent and motionless.

Peaceful, very quiet.

The atmosphere is extremely eerie.

After about two or three minutes, the fat man couldn't bear it, and an inexplicable sense of fear lingered all over his body, and he was filled with coldness everywhere, only to see him gritting his teeth, closing his eyes, and running forward like crazy.

The figure of Dong Ge in front of him also ran forward all the way, like a leader.

Not long after running, in a place where garbage was piled up, like a fork in the road, the fat man suddenly turned around and hid behind a garbage heap.

He tried to calm his rapidly rising chest, stifled his panting, and ignored the filth of the garbage, pasting all the fat on his body.

He was waiting, waiting for the ghost thing that looked like Dongge's figure to disappear.

He's also hiding, begging himself not to be discovered.

Time passed, minute by minute, and there was no strange sound in my ears, only endless darkness and dead silence.

Occasionally, a cold wind gently blew, making the fat man's shirt, which had long been soaked with sweat, add a bit of coldness.

He figured that the strange figure should run away, so he secretly poked his head out.

Then, a pale, bloodless face, with faint hollow eyes, appeared straight in front of him.

"Ahh

The fat man's scalp suddenly went numb, his brain went blank, and he didn't dare to turn his head back and ran in the opposite direction.

He didn't dare to think about whether the person behind him had chased after him, his mind was full of running, running, running desperately!

In my ears, in addition to the sound of the passing wind, there was the constant sound of footsteps behind me.

Each step was heavy, making people feel like it was sent by a desperate person, but like a cold, stiff body, slowly following behind him.

The fat man really had no strength, and the fat all over his body was trembling, as if he was wailing.

He really couldn't run.

With red eyes, he turned his head suddenly, intending to fight to the death with the ghost thing who was following closely behind him.

However, when he turned his head and the fat on his face shook, he suddenly found that the figure that looked like Dong Ge was still facing away from her in front of him, maintaining a motionless standing posture.

It seems that everything is back to the way it was before.

The fat man moved forward with difficulty, and the figure in front of him also moved forward.

Exactly the same as before!

The fat man was fed up and scolded directly, but he didn't get any response.

He cried and laughed, and the whole person collapsed directly to the ground, but the figure in front of him did not follow suit.

The man was still standing, motionless.

The fat man's head drooped, greedily breathing the air, he thought of his old mother at home, thought of Brother Dong who didn't know whether to live or die, and remembered all kinds of experiences over the years.

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and the fat man looked up, only to find that the strange figure in front of him had disappeared.

It appeared bizarrely, and it disappeared so bizarrely.

The fat man took out his mobile phone in surprise, the mobile phone had no signal before, and he estimated that he had run to a place where he could receive a signal.

On the screen, the caller ID is Dong Ge's number and name.

The joy in the fat man's heart was even worse, he couldn't wait to slide the screen and connect the phone.

"Hey, hey, Brother Dong!"

The fat man cried, and tonight's bizarre experience, the incomprehensible horror, finally made him, an adult, break down and cry.

On the other end of the line, there was no ring, and there was no reply.

The fat man felt that it was a signal problem, so he continued to hold the phone close to his ear, and supported the ground with the other hand, making it difficult for his fat body to stand up.

As he walked forward, he continued to "feed".

On the other end of the phone, there was finally a slight ring.

However, the voice heard by the fat man was not Dong Ge's, but the voice of an extremely weak, old man.

"Ahem, ahem, kid, when are you going to come and see me?"

The fat man suddenly stood in place, his heart like ashes.

He only felt that his body was extremely cold, and goosebumps came out all over his body.

A figure suddenly descended behind him, as if it appeared out of thin air.

The figure stretched out its pale hands, slowly leaned towards the fat man, and tightly grasped the neck covered with fat and sweat.

。。。。。。

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Tian Shujuan, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly woken up by the loud ringtone of her old man's mobile phone.

She rubbed her eyes and quickly took the phone on the bedside.

With the largest font on the screen, her eyes narrowed slightly, barely making out that it was her son's call.

My own child is doing some adventure live broadcast with the bastard kid Xiaodong next door this year, and occasionally calls her in the middle of the night like this and asks her to help open the door.

Tian Shujuan is used to it.

The old man hurriedly pressed the answer button, but suddenly felt that his room was so cold tonight.

"Hey, Chubby, did you forget to bring the key again, you wait, A-Niang will open the door for you."

Tian Shujuan had already gotten up at this time, but she didn't hear her son's familiar laughter on the other end of the phone.

She didn't realize it, it was next to her bed, behind her.

Two figures appeared out of thin air, standing there like puppets, motionless.