The birthday was a very failure, Mo Bei was very insincere to pass the dishes on the table and Tang Song's hand to the family to prove that he was not alone, and then said that he was going to class, putting an end to the tirade that his parents were pleased.

"You're talking nonsense now, and you can't tell that you're lying at all." Tang Song opened the crab for her on the side, Mo Bei had no appetite, and he couldn't easily waste the kindness of others, so he was fed and ate seven or eight points full.

Mo Bei absentmindedly ate the last crab, Tang Song wiped his hands and asked if she was full, she was startled, looking at the pile of crab shells and was silent.

She glanced at her stomach, and the years of exercise had prevented her from having to stretch out her stomach because she was full.

So she didn't dare to ask, why did I eat all this?

Tang Song saw a trace of disbelief on her face, and laughed, fortunately, she was in a low mood today and did not stare at anyone.

He picked up a bowl of rice with the rest of the dishes, "It's still early, do you want to go back?" ”

Mo Bei didn't want to go back, but he couldn't think of where to go, so he had to go back.

Tang Song proposed: "I'll walk back with you and digest it." ”

The two walked out of the hotel and walked slowly along the riverside.

The lights on the opposite shore fall on the water in a string, fluctuating with the wind, like a bright bead chain on the neck of a beauty, releasing its unique brightness with the graceful movement of the owner.

The road from the hotel to the school was really not long, and the two of them blended into the pile of students who had just finished their evening self-study, and someone recognized Mo Bei, and then saw that there was a man beside her.

Tang Song's posture and temperament between his eyebrows distinguish him from people of all ages in the surrounding environment, calm and easy-going, and not easy to approach.

The lonely man and the widow walked together, looking at each other without saying a word, but the eyes and aura were inextricably entangled, indicating that the relationship was not ordinary, so the eyes of others looking at the two gradually became ambiguous.

It's just that these vague gazes suddenly turned sharp when she arrived downstairs in the dormitory, and they were like substances.

Mo Bei stopped and looked at the dormitory building, the lively voices of the past were unusually quiet tonight, and the people who walked by looked at her from time to time, revealing indescribable resistance and disgust in their expressions.

Tang Song fell silent in this abnormal atmosphere, and he looked at Mo Bei's tense side face.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Bei's vision was fuller than Tang Song's, and those faces hidden in the darkness surfaced, their eyes were resentful, and they all blocked Mo Bei's way forward.

There was no sound, and they didn't come closer, which gave them a kind of bluffing weakness to the barrier they formed.

"You go back." She said.

Tang Song frowned, looked worriedly at the silent and treacherous building in the night, and finally set his eyes on her face: "Are you sure?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, smiled indifferently, and repeated, "You go back." ”

She walked straight into the dormitory building, and the dormitory manager gave her a cold look, with visible disgust on her face, but turned her gaze to the wall to the side.

No one came within five paces of her, no one walked up the same flight of stairs as her, and she was glanced at by all sorts of gazes to which she had long been accustomed to.

Just as the gluttonous ghost said, something entered the dormitory, and it seemed to have finally achieved its purpose, infecting the dead in the dormitory building with very strong personal emotions, and there were more dead than alive, and the emotions were woven into an impermeable web, capturing all the living creatures that passed by.

Fear makes people instinctively resist dangerous goods, but the rejection is so strong that they mistakenly think it's disgust.

Emotions are the most interesting and scarible thing about human beings.

She didn't look at it, and quickly passed through the people and ghosts that she couldn't avoid.

The three people in the dormitory were doing their own things, and when Mo Bei came in, Fang Xinzi and Xu Xingyan were unnatural for a moment, and they looked at Wang Yue with a weak heart.

Wang Yue sat in front of Mo Bei's desk, writing hard, Mo Bei could hear the sound of the tip of the pen cutting through the paper, and the pen was overwhelmed by the hard writing, and the sharp and piercing sound was rubbed against the desktop under the paper.

Mo Bei paused at the door, feeling the source of the anomaly.

The fear and rejection in the room poured into a basket of iron and weighed heavily on the top of her head, and her cervical spine began to ache from the weight-bearing sensation.

None of them spoke, Wang Yue was obsessed with writing, and did not find anyone standing at the door.

Mo Bei approached silently, and saw his messy desktop from behind Wang Yue's shoulder, and the fonts on the notebook were superimposed and pasted, and he couldn't see what was written.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Bei thought that his tone was quite peaceful, but Wang Yue was still greatly frightened, and slipped off the stool and got under the table, covering his ears and screaming, and his ears were filled with harsh noises again after being quiet for five minutes.

"You go away, you go away!"

The girl's raised voice seemed to be whistling in her stomach, and her voice pierced her eardrums, Mo Bei was shocked and leaned back, and the other two roommates hurriedly pushed her away to comfort Wang Yue, who was lying on the ground struggling.

Wang Yue hid in with his hands and feet, screaming and driving away Mo Bei.

She's so wrong.

Mo Bei let go of the kicked chair and tried to walk over, but was stopped by Xu Xingyan.

"You...... You go out first," Xu Xingyan frowned and said in a tangled manner, "Please." ”

The ghosts in the building also began to cry, so miserable that they were about to go to the gallows, Mo Bei turned his head and went out.

"Something called me."

Xu Xingyan then closed the door.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, she's already out......" The two hugged Wang Yue and comforted softly.

Wang Yue gradually calmed down.

"Are you alright?" Fang Xinzi knelt beside her, carefully brushed the hair from her face, and seeing that her expression was gradually sobering up, she asked thoughtfully, "What's wrong with you and Mo Bei?" ”

Mobei?

"What's wrong with Mobei?" Wang Yue looked at them blankly, "I'...... What are you talking about? ”

Xu Xingyan and the others were confused by her emotional turn, but her dazedness didn't seem to be fake, Fang Xinzi sighed, and pointed to Mo Bei's table tiredly: "You still kicked her out, she really didn't do anything?" ”

Wang Yue looked shocked, she quickly opened the door, Mo Bei leaned against the wall, glanced at her lightly, and went straight to take the clothes and take a bath.

Wang Yue silently cleaned up the desktop that had been messed up by himself, and apologized softly when Mo Bei came back, but he couldn't get a response.

Everyone washed up silently, turned off the lights and went to sleep, Wang Yue pulled the corner of the quilt, she didn't pull the bed curtain, and looked at Mo Bei opposite.

Mo Bei fell asleep facing the wall, Wang Yue was still worried when he lay down, thinking about apologizing again tomorrow, and fell asleep after thinking about it.

In the second half of the night, she was awakened by a rapid sound of the door swinging, it was the sound of someone pulling the doorknob and shaking it vigorously, and the force was so great that even the doors of the nearest bedrooms made a clanging sound.

She didn't dare to move at first, her voice became louder and louder, Fang Xinzi was woken up, and scolded while lying down: "What the hell is it?" ”

Mo Bei also sat up, leaned out of the bed with his upper body to look, Fang Xinzi, who was at the door, hurriedly turned on the light, and the dazzling light shone down, Mo Bei covered his eyes, frowned, and was also irritated by being woken up.

Wang Yue sat for a while, and the person who shook the door didn't seem to wake up and swore not to stop.

Wang Yue suddenly found that Mo Bei was looking at him.

Fang Xinzi scolded and lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the sound was not loud, it seemed to be heard outside the door, paused for a second, and continued.

"Sick, isn't it?" Xu Xingyan also got off the bed, "What kind of person doesn't sleep in the middle of the night!" ”

Wang Yue hurriedly got up, Mo Bei glanced at her first before lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, she was tall, jumped directly from the bed, walked over first, stopped in front of the door and looked back at Wang Yue.

She couldn't tell what that meant, but she stopped and stood two steps away, not daring to go any further.

When Mo Bei put his hand on the doorknob, the sound stopped.

The sound of unlocking was slow like a long and gloomy sentence, and she didn't dare to look at it, but she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Mo Bei opened the door, put his hand on the doorknob, the person was stuck in the door frame and looked left and right, there was no one in the corridor, the corridor was dark, only the signs of a few safety exits at the root of the wall exuded a faint green light.

"Nobody, the wind." She said.

The voice-activated lights in the hallway lit up like a basin of cold water.

Fang Xinzi opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

Mo Bei stiffened back and closed the door.

There is a slight creak when the door moves, and there are some sounds hidden behind it.

It's laughter, the old woman's, the giggling sound of the cold and dry vocal cords vibrating.

Mo Bei's movement of closing the door was so slow, as if she was deliberately elongating the process, her body was unnaturally maintaining a stiff standing posture, her chin was rising, her shoulders were falling, only her right hand was slowly pulling the door, the squeak was slight, and the laughter was getting closer and closer.

Fang Xinzi stood behind Mo Bei, his feet together, standing straight, with an indescribable weirdness.

Wang Yue found that he was also standing straight and straight like that, wanting to move but couldn't move, wanting to speak but couldn't make a sound, his body was tense, and only a pair of eyes could move.

Just as the door was about to close, there was a loud bang in my ear, and the bathroom door suddenly closed, as if someone inside threw the door with all his might.

She couldn't move, seeing that Fang Xinzi and Mo Bei were frightened, and looked at the direction of the bathroom with palpitations, Fang Xinzi's voice was weak: "Is this also the wind?" ”

Mo Bei didn't answer, looking at the bathroom and not knowing what he was thinking.

Close the door!

Wang Yue shouted in his heart.

She heard the bathroom door being scratched, and it took long nails to scratch that thin, harsh sound. Her eyes were hot, and her tongue tried to open her closed teeth.

Come on!

But Mo Bei just watched for a while, as if he didn't find anything, and continued to close the door.

The door that was about to close was suddenly stretched open a crack, and half of the palm of the hand stuck in, holding the edge of the door.

Wang Yue only saw that hand, she didn't know how she could see that hand through Fang Xinzi and Mo Bei.

The world was spinning, and when she came back to her senses, she stood by the door, holding the doorknob, Mo Bei and Fang Xinzi put their heads on her shoulders left and right behind her, waiting for her to close the door.

The half palm of the hand was stuck on the side of the door, curled up and stretched and squirming in, and the long white nails scraped against the door panel and sizzled.

"What are you waiting for? Why not close the doors? Fang Xinzi asked.

"Yes," Mo Bei on the other side also spoke, a cold breath came out of her mouth, and she asked lightly, "What are you looking at?" ”