Entering the house, I felt two breaths, one came from the bed, it was very heavy, it should be Xia Xia's, and the other fell on the edge of the bed, very light, very shallow, it should be Song Lingjian who had already entered.

I tried to mentally picture the scene in the house, as He really taught me.

Xia Xia was lying on the bed, still sleeping. Song Lingjian stood next to the bed, I, Hai Piao, and Han Sanxiao were standing in the middle of the room at the moment, Shangguan Yan and Unknown* were in the corner behind the door, Zheng Zhuzhu should not have come in yet, standing at the door.

"Hey, everyone wears black, you are dressed in light white alone, it's too eye-catching, I said, why don't you put your hair together in white clothes, like a resentful ghost, and you will be scared to death if you come in unknowingly." Han San smiled and was still in the mood to judge me.

I touched my clothes, and I didn't know how to pull such a color.

"It's rare for you to wear plain colors, and when you wear it, it's ugly - you and Miss Zheng stay behind the bed tent, dress like a bed tent, stay that safe." Han Sanxiao handed my hand to Zheng Zhuzhu, who followed behind.

I was like a puppet for them to be arranged, and Zheng Zhuzhu led me behind the bed tent and helped me sit down on the edge of the bed.

I suddenly felt strange, so many of us were talking and walking in the summer room, she had been sleeping, she was a very light sleeper, she would wake up when there was movement, and she could still sleep so soundly at this time.

"From now on, no one should make a sound—Yan Fei, whatever you hear, don't make a sound, unless we speak." Han Sanxiao ordered me very seriously.

Song Lingjian had already instructed me just now, so I nodded and pursed my lips.

After calming down, I quietly observed the seat where they were standing for a while, and Shangguan Yan and the strange man hid themselves by the curtain, because I heard the sound of the window gently tugging.

Song Lingjian sat in the corner of the dressing table, Hai Piao leaned against the wall on the other side of the dressing table, and Han Sanxiao stood behind the door.

They waited quietly for about half an hour, without any sound, and Xia Xia was still asleep.

What exactly are you waiting for?

I couldn't hold it anymore, and my back was sore because of the long sitting upright, and I was just about to shrug my shoulders to come to the exhibition, when Zheng Jewel suddenly reached out and pressed my shoulder, as if he was very nervous-

What's wrong? Are you going to get started?

I heard everyone's breathing slow down, becoming all sorts of caution, and I suppressed my own breathing, I couldn't see it, but I heard it better than anyone else—

I heard the bed board move slightly, it should be Xia Xia sitting up-

There were so many people standing in the room, and if she had lit the light or opened the door, she would have found that they were hiding too casually—

Xia Xia got out of bed, but she didn't wear shoes, the cloth socks stepped on the carpet, and there was a very light friction sound-

The chair moved, she should have pulled out the chair in front of the combing table and sat down, oh no, Song Lingjian was sitting on the edge of the combing table-

I opened my eyes hard, trying to break free from the tether of gauze, and finally opened a small slit, and it was pitch black in front of me, and there was no light—

I didn't see the light, and I didn't hear the light of Xia Xia's fire, no wonder she didn't find Song Lingjian-

Why is she sitting there in the dark?

Zheng Zhuzhu's hand gripped my shoulder tighter and tighter—

I heard Xia Xia combing her hair, crackling, I don't know what she was doing, a pungent smell of fat powder hit my nose, I choked and couldn't help coughing lightly, in the quiet room, it was put infinitely loud-

I quickly covered my mouth, but the strange thing, Xia Xia didn't make a sound, still sitting in front of the combing table - such a strong smell of fat powder, what is she doing?

After about half a cup of tea, Xia Xia pushed away the chair and stood up, still without shoes, quietly opened the door and walked out.

Zheng Zhuzhu has been trembling and her breath is broken, what did she see?

What the hell is going on?

Can I ask anyone?

But no one in the room spoke, no one followed, and they all stayed quietly where they were.

It's so weird, I'm really curious about what will happen next.

After a while, there was the sound of cloth socks stepping on the ground again, Xia Xia came back from outside, the door was not closed tightly, she went straight back to the bed and lay down, her breathing was even and heavy, as if she had been sleeping all the time and had never gotten up at night.

What's going on? If it was the middle of the night, why did she stay at the combing table for half a day? Don't even wear shoes, aren't you afraid of soiling your socks in the thatched house?

Then I sniffed - a strange and familiar smell rushed into my nose -

What does it smell like?

Xia Xia fell into a deep sleep again, and I kept remembering where I had smelled this smell.

That's it? That's the answer they want to show me? Seeing that Xia Xia doesn't wear shoes when he gets up at night, is the answer? What questions can be answered?

They still didn't move in their respective seats, and it seems that there is still something to follow?

After a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the room, someone gently pushed the door open, and I heard the crash of the water, as if someone had walked in with a basin of water—

The people I know in the courtyard are already in the room, and who else will enter Xia Xia's room in the middle of the night - my mother? No way?

Zheng Zhuzhu suddenly loosened his hand gripping my shoulder, as if surprised.

This person walked to Xia Xia's bedside, and its breathing was very light and light, as if it was deliberately suppressing its own breathing, and I couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.

It placed the basin on the blanket, and moved its clothes lightly, as if squatting, and the sound of the water fluctuated, and there was the sound of wringing and wiping, and there was a faint smell of oil—

The taste of the oil –

At this time, my eyes lit up slightly, and who started a fire and lit the lamp in the room.

Zheng Zhuzhu helped me to stand up and took a few steps outside with me, she trembled and said, "What...... How could it be that you are here? ”

I can't see anything, who the hell are they talking about?

"Who is it? Who are you talking about? Who is in the middle of the night in the summer room? What are you asking me to see? ”

It was quiet, no one answered me, and the person who was questioned did not make a sound, I listened and smelled hard, I only heard my own beating heart, smelled the smell of chaos, the smell of burning wax, the pungent smell of fat powder, the smell of oil.

Zheng Zhuzhu let go of me, took a few steps forward, stopped, and blamed himself: "It seems that I misunderstood Sister Xia Xia, it turns out that you have been making a ghost from it all along......"

Han San smiled: "Let's talk, don't stop." I'm afraid that you didn't arrange it carefully, so I also specially lit a lamp for you. You don't care about such a half-clean face, and when she wakes up in a while, she will be scared to death. ”

The towel twisted to the sound of falling water, and the man continued his movements, as if cleaning up something. He seemed to be rubbed with oil, and a strong smell of oil wafted from that direction.

Shangguan Yan said: "Please Miss Zheng put this medicine bottle under Xia Xia's nose, and she will wake up in a while." ”

Zheng Zhuzhu should have gone to pick up the medicine bottle that Shangguan Yan said, helped me sit on the edge of the bed, and then approached Xia Xia according to the words, Xia Xia snorted slightly, and suddenly sat up as if he had been pricked with a needle.

I wanted to tear open the veil and see what was happening in front of me—but I knew it didn't work, I couldn't see it whether it was covered or not.

Shangguan Yan said calmly: "In order to remove the doubts in your hearts, it is best for both of you to be present, so that everyone can face each other's questions on the spot, so that in case the matter is resolved in the future, the two of them still have a relationship in their hearts." ”

Which two? Who's talking about it?

Shangguan Yan continued: "Brother Han has told you all about it, and I hope that I can give you justice. I guess this is Miss Yan's family matter, so I didn't mention it to the court for trial, and now that the human and material evidence are there, I can make a decision as soon as possible, so as to avoid irreparable damage in the future. ”

I'm still confused.

"Xia Xia, are you awake?" Shangguan Yan asked.

Xia Xia snorted lightly and looked at everyone suspiciously: "What's wrong?" What happened? ”

"That's fine, let's talk about what's going on." Shangguan Yan was plain, and there was no longer the gentle laughter when he spoke in the past, "Now I'll start with Miss Zheng's heart knot." The first to notice that something was wrong should be Miss Zheng. Miss Zheng once told Miss Song that Yan Fei has always been frightened by a white-clothed female ghost who travels at night recently, which leads to a long illness, is there such a thing? ”

It turned out that Zheng Zhuzhu believed me and told Song Lingjian about it.

Shangguan Yan lowered his tone and said slowly: "Actually, Miss Zheng also saw it later, it was not a female ghost in white at all, but Xia Xia dressed up. ”

I was stunned and didn't react.

"Me?" Xia Xia seemed to be slandered, and raised her voice and asked sharply.

Shangguan Yan chuckled: "Of course, if it is the usual Xia Xia, I know that Miss Yan is most afraid of ghosts and gods, and she doesn't even bring ghosts when she laughs on weekdays, so how can she pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night to scare people?" Especially at this very moment, it is even less likely to make such a joke. He paused, then continued, "And even if Xia Xia is a bold girl, she won't be so bold that she pretends to be so scary in the middle of the night, let alone Miss Yan - even when we look at her like this with the lights on, we all feel panicked." ”

"No way, Xia Xia will never pretend to be a ghost to scare me." I was sure.

Zheng Zhu moved, and I felt that she was turning her head to look at someone, and said softly, "Could it be that he instigated and forced Sister Xia Xia to do this?" ”

Shangguan Yan replied: "That's even more impossible. With Xia Xia's character, it is impossible to be made by people. In fact, no one is wrong about the scary female ghost, Xia Xia is suffering from nightmares and suffering from nocturnal wandering syndrome that even she doesn't know. ”

"Nocturnal wanderer?" I exclaimed, just as surprised as Zheng Jewel.

Shangguan Yan affirmed: "That's right, what Xia Xia did in the middle of the night recently is obviously a symptom of nocturnal wandering syndrome. ”

I explained, "I've been with Xia Xia for so many years, and I never found out that she had this disease, how could it-"

"Don't worry, this disease doesn't have to be present since childhood, a person who suddenly suffers from something, or is stumped by something in his heart, is too heavy to understand, he may have this disease."

"Heart knots?" Why is Xia Xia's heart so heavy that she suffers from night wandering syndrome?