Yan Ruyue called her a few times and didn't respond, making her shake her head with tears and laughter, and also went back to her room to put down her handbag and Ye Wudao's painting, and then went to take a shower and came out, holding a hair dryer while drying her hair, while thinking about what happened today, especially what Ye Wudao said before leaving.

Yan Ruyue put down the hair dryer, opened the picture scroll, and was once again deeply shocked by Ye Wudao's painting, thinking that if the teacher saw this painting, he would definitely be surprised.

Looking at it, Yan Ruyue turned the painting over, and there was an eleven-digit phone number on the back, which was the phone number left by Ye Wudao for her, and said that if there was anything, she could call him.

"Is there really a ghost in this world? How is this possible?"

Yan Ruyue opened her LV limited edition handbag and looked at it, there were only some of her things commonly used by girls, where there were any dirty things.

"God babble. ”

Yan Ruyue put down her handbag and said to herself with some amusement, she is an atheist, how could she believe in these things?

"Forget it, go to bed. ”

Yan Ruyue stopped thinking nonsense, took a sip of water, and then lay on the bed to sleep.

"Respect the master of the horse, listen carefully, I remember the Dragon Boat Festival Day to congratulate the Son of Heaven, I and you have talked in the courtroom......" When Yan Ruyue slept until midnight, she suddenly heard the sound of someone singing, and it was still Peking Opera.

"Who is still singing a big drama in the middle of the night, and the noise is dead. Yan Ruyue was woken up by the sound of singing, muttering.

Yan Ruyue covered her ears with a pillow, but the singing voice was getting louder and louder, as if she was singing a big opera next door to her, and she couldn't stand the noise, so she had to get up irritably, planning to call the hotel's main desk to complain.

But as soon as she walked out of her room, the singing became more and more distinct and audible, as if it were in her ears.

"No, the sound of singing seems to be ...... It seems to come from my sister's room, and the voice seems to be my sister's voice, this dead girl, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, is doing something. ”

Yan Ruyue walked to her sister's door, and was about to knock on the door, when suddenly she really heard her sister's singing voice this time, and it was Peking Opera.

The cold sweat on Yan Ruyue's forehead suddenly broke out, her sister didn't know how to sing Peking Opera at all, let alone Peking Opera, she couldn't even sing in five tones, except for TV series, she didn't like these quintessential things at all.

When she thought of this, Yan Ruyue's scalp suddenly became numb, she gently put her hand on the doorknob and twisted gently, the door was not locked, Yan Ruyue opened a crack in the door, and looked inside the crack in the door.

I saw that her sister Yan Ruyan's face was painted with the face of a Peking Opera Hua Dan, wearing pajamas, and she was singing Peking Opera with her orchid fingers in the room.

Every move, whether it is her gestures and steps, she can't be more skilled, without more than ten years of skills, she doesn't even have to think about it.

But Yan Ruyue knows very clearly that what her sister hates most is Peking Opera, and she never goes to watch it, let alone sings Peking Opera.

Seeing her sister walking in the room and singing Peking Opera, Yan Ruyue's hair was numb for a while, she raised her courage, pushed open the door suddenly, and shouted loudly at Yan Ruyan: "Ruyan, what are you doing?"

Yan Ruyan stopped singing, turned back elegantly, looked at Yan Ruyuelu, and had a very weird smile on her face, which made Yan Ruyue's hairs stand up, and she found that her sister was so strange, as if she had become another person, which made Yan Ruyue shudder.

At this time, Yan Ruyan slowly turned around, took a few steps back, took off her shoes, lay on the bed, and then covered the quilt without a sound.

"Like smoke...... Ruyan ...... "Although Yan Ruyue was very scared, the person inside was her sister, so she still had the courage to call her a few times.

"Sister, what are you doing? Is it dawn?" Yan Ruyan opened her eyes in a daze and asked, obviously back to normal.

"You...... Are you like rain?" Yan Ruyue asked in fear.

"Nonsense, am I Ruyue?Sister, what's wrong with you, you're so strange!" Sister Ruyan obviously didn't have the memory just now, but she just thought what her sister Ruyue said was very strange.

"You...... Are you alright?"

Yan Ruyue was slightly relieved when she heard her sister's familiar tone, but the thought of her sister's strange behavior just now made her back chill.

"What can I do, sister, it's only three o'clock in the morning, what's wrong with you?" Ruyan got off the bed, wearing slippers, and walked over to Ruyue and asked.

And as soon as Yan Ruyue saw her coming over, she subconsciously took two steps back, and distanced herself from her, which made Ruyan even more confused, why did her sister look at her eyes as if she saw a ghost, which made her puzzled.

"Like smoke, you...... When will you learn to play Peking Opera?" Yan Ruyue asked in fear.

"Singing Peking Opera, sister, what are you talking about? You don't know, what I hate the most is Peking Opera, how can I learn that kind of thing, I can watch TV dramas, sister, what's wrong with you? How strange?" Yan Ruyan said puzzled.

"Oh, no...... It's okay, maybe I had a nightmare. Yan Ruyue didn't want to say what happened just now, she was worried that it would frighten her, so she pretended to be fine.

"Nightmares, what nightmares, look at what scared you, could you have been frightened by the words of that perverted stalker during the day?" Yan Ruyan asked with concern.

Yan Ruyan's words were like a bolt of lightning, which suddenly reminded Yan Ruyue of what Ye Wudao said to them yesterday, could it be that what Ye Wudao said was true, and there was really something dirty in their handbags?

"Oh, my arm is so sore, my body seems to be falling apart, sister, I'm sleepy, I won't tell you, you should go to bed early." ”

Yan Ruyan patted his waist a few times, twisted his shoulders, and felt that he had a sore back, and he had no energy at all.

"Then you go to bed early. ”

Yan Ruyue left her sister's room with a nervous heart, her mind was chaotic, she went back to her room, although in the second half of the night, she never heard her sister sing Peking Opera anymore, but she was afraid and worried until dawn and never closed her eyes.

(End of chapter)