I looked straight at the male ghost, watched the male ghost come over, watched him stand in front of me, watched him raise his hand, watched him put his hand on my head.

I didn't dodge, I just looked at him like that, to see how he killed me, but I didn't expect to hear him say, "It's not going to die, it's just that the water is ......."

Ahh

Isn't that the Great Aunt?

After I reacted, I felt very embarrassed, and quickly pulled the blanket, covered my head, and shrunk into the blanket, not wanting to come out.

I thought I was going to die, but it turned out to be a big oolong.

It's all because I'm so nervous, I think of death when I see blood, I forget that the woman still has the relatives of the eldest aunt, and I forget that my eldest aunt is coming soon.

"Don't worry, it's not going to die." The male ghost tore off the blanket, pulled me out of the blanket, gently brushed the messy hair on my face with his hand, held a neatly folded white cloth-like thing in his hand, and said to me, "This is the dehydration ribbon I made for you, you can see if it is suitable." ”

At that time, I heard that he made me a decanate water belt, and I was curious about what the ancient decanate water belt looked like, and I wondered how he could make this for me, but I didn't notice his tenderness for me.

It wasn't until many years later, when I recalled this scene, that I realized that he had been so gentle to me since then, and his gentleness made me feel distressed.

I blinked at the ribbon in his hand.

When he saw that I didn't take it, he thought I wouldn't use it, and asked, "Will you use it?" If not, I can teach you. ”

"No, no......" I was scared to death when I heard that he was going to teach me to use this, and quickly shook my head and said no, and said: "We don't need this now, use my aunt's towel, I have it." ”

Fortunately, when I came, I calculated that my aunt was coming soon, and I brought my aunt's towel.

"Auntie's towel?" The male ghost obviously hadn't heard of the aunt towel, but he was just puzzled and didn't ask me what the aunt towel was, but asked me a smarter question: "Where is it?" ”

My aunt's towel is a woman's personal belongings, and I don't want to tell him, but I'm afraid that if I don't tell him, he will get angry, so I pointed to the suitcase next to the wall: "There it is." ”

The male ghost walked over, brought the suitcase, put it on the bed, looked at me, and motioned for me to open it.

I found the front of the box, unzipped it, and pulled out a pack of aunt towels, "That's it, it's the same effect as the decyl ribbon in your hand, it's blood-sucking." ”

The male ghost curiously took his aunt's towel, looked at it twice, and then handed it to me: "Use it." ”

Use, right?

He said it so lightly, and I don't want to think about it, he's here, how can I use it.

I looked up at the door and whispered, "Well, can you go out first?" You're here, I—I'm embarrassed. ”

Actually, I could wrap myself in a blanket, take my clothes, and go to the bathroom to change, but I don't want him to be here, in this room.

The thought of him outside, me in the bathroom, makes me feel uncomfortable.

The male ghost didn't speak, just stared at me, and I was so nervous to watch.

It lasted for some time, and just when I thought he wouldn't agree, he turned around and went out.

When he went out and closed the door, I was greatly relieved, touched my face, and found that my face was so hot.

I was afraid that he would suddenly come in again, so I didn't dare to stay longer, so I quickly found my clothes and went to the bathroom with my clothes and aunt's towel.

I wanted to move faster, but as soon as I stood on the ground, I felt that my legs were sore, and I almost fell.

I held on to the bed, stood for a while, and when I got used to it, I moved to the bathroom.

After a simple shower, I put on my aunt's towel and changed my clothes, and I washed the blanket and brushed the mat.

While washing the blankets and mats, it occurred to me that the first thing the male ghost said when he came in was not to tell me not to cry, nor to say anything else, but to tell me that he would not die.

How did he know I was crying because I thought I was going to die?

Can he read my inner thoughts?

Thinking about it, I only thought of this possibility, and I felt that the male ghost was so scary, and in front of him in the future, try not to think too much, so as not to be discovered by him.

However, he made me a dehydrate belt, worried that I wouldn't be able to use it, and had to teach me how to use it, and I didn't think he was as terrible as I thought.

On the contrary, he is still a very attentive and gentle person.

No, he's a ghost, a very attentive and gentle ghost. He was a careful, gentle person in his lifetime.

Because I was worried that the male ghost would suddenly come in, when I washed the blankets and mats, I washed them quickly.

But when I finished washing, the male ghost didn't come in, and I didn't dare to take the initiative to go out, so I didn't know what to do for a while.

"Master, master, that guy is calling again......" Suddenly, the phone I kept in my bag rang.

I know what I'm going to do, I'm going to call the police, I'm asking for help, I'm going to ......

I sprinted to the phone 100 meters, picked up the phone, and before I could see who was calling me, the door opened at this time, and the male ghost stood proudly at the door, looking at me expressionlessly.

"Smack!" As soon as I got nervous, my phone fell.

"Master, master......" The mobile phone ringtone continued to ring, and in the silence where the needle could be heard, it sounded so harsh.

The male ghost glanced at my mobile phone that had fallen to the ground, as if he had seen through my thoughts, and said, "You'd better not tell anyone outside about everything that happened here, and don't expect anyone to save you, otherwise you will die as many as you want." ”

How many come and how many die?

It's—it's so scary, but I'm glad I haven't told me about it yet, otherwise I wouldn't have become a sinner.

At the same time, I thought to myself, he is so cruel, in vain I just because he made me a dehydrate belt, and has to teach me how to use it, I think he is not as terrible as I thought.

He's so scary than I thought!

"Huh? Remember my words? When the male ghost saw that I didn't speak, he asked again in displeasure.

I nodded hurriedly, "Remember, remember." A cold sweat broke out on his back.

The male ghost went out satisfied.

"Whew......" I exhaled, but only halfway through the breath, the mobile phone on the ground suddenly rang again, and I jumped up in fright.

It scared me to death, it scared the hell out of me.

I picked up my phone and saw that the caller ID was the word "mother", and tears filled my eyes all at once.

Yesterday my mom and I were still together, talking and laughing, and today I ...... Maybe never to see each other again.

Thinking of this, I feel so sad, I want to cry, I want to tell my mother everything here, but I don't dare to think of the male ghost.

It's okay for me to get caught up alone, and I can't affect my mother and my family.

"Master, master......" The mobile phone screamed frantically, urging me to answer the phone quickly.

I wiped my eyes, sniffed, and steadied myself before answering the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, my mother's familiar voice immediately came from there: "Xiao Ran, why did you answer the phone?" ”

Listening to my mother's familiar voice, tears welled up in my eyes again.

I held back my tears and replied in a calm voice as much as I could: "I was just outside helping my grandmother with work, and I didn't hear it." ”

"Oh." My mom didn't hear anything and asked, "Are you used to living there?" ”

"It's okay, it's used to living."

"That's good. If you are used to living, you will stay for a few more days, your grandmother is old, and it is not easy to be at home alone. You see what you can do, and you can help your grandma do it, you know? ”

"Yes." I didn't dare to say much, for fear that as soon as I spoke, I would reveal my emotions that I wanted to cry.

"By the way, your grandmother seems to be angry that we didn't go to see her earlier, and called us sternly to tell us not to go back. When you go back this time, did she say anything about you? ”

"What? Mom, what do you say? When did my grandma call you and tell you not to come back? I asked excitedly.

I didn't know that my grandmother had made such a phone call.

My mom said, "Just three days before you went on vacation, she was probably angry." When you go back this time, did she say anything about you? ”

"No, she didn't say anything." I lied, and I felt unspeakably uncomfortable when I thought back to my grandmother when she saw me with a broom and told me to get out.

It turned out that my grandmother called my parents three days before I came, but they thought my grandma was angry and didn't understand that it was some kind of hint.

I leaned limply against the wall, thinking that maybe this might be fate.

As fate would have it, I deserved to do this.

"Huh? Looks like your grandma is getting better, that's pretty good......"

"Click!" The door was opened again, and I reflexively stood up straight and said to my mother, "Mom, I won't tell you, my grandmother told me to work." ”

"Okay, don't talk about it, you go quickly, lest she talk about you."

"Hmm." After saying that, I hung up the phone in a hurry, looked at the male ghost and said nervously, "I didn't tell my mother everything that happened here." ”

"Come down and add to the fire." The male ghost didn't seem to care about my explanation, and turned around and left.

I glanced at my phone, took a deep breath, and followed the ghost to the kitchen.

The kitchen of my second mother's house is still the old-fashioned kitchen that needs firewood. The male ghost told me to come down, and he asked me to burn wood.

I don't know if I haven't burned firewood for a long time, or if the firewood at my second mother's house is not good, or because there is a male ghost looking at me from above, I am nervous, I lit it for a long time, but I didn't light the firewood, and I was sweating in a hurry.

The more I can't click, the more anxious I am. The more anxious you are, the more you can't click.

"Get up, I'll come." The male ghost finally can't wait, and can't stand it anymore, so let me get up.

I hurriedly dropped the firewood in my hand, stood up, stood next to the male ghost, and saw him pick up the firewood I threw away, and arranged the firewood with elegant movements.

In fact, in my eyes, firewood is used to burn, there is nothing neat or untidy, I just fold the firewood at will, fold it into a ball.

But the ball of firewood I dropped changed in an instant after passing through the hand of the male ghost.

It's like a beggar who has changed into a suit and leather shoes, it's very different.

"Smack!" The male ghost turned on the lighter, pointed at the firewood, turned the hand holding the firewood slightly, and the firewood was lit.

It was successful at the first time, and I was slightly congested.