"When my mom was there, she would make me a glass of milk every night, saying that I would sleep well after drinking milk, and if I didn't drink it, she would make you unbearable." Zhao Xing complained in his mouth, but his eyes were crooked with a smile.

It seems that all mothers in the world are the same, and I miss my mother a little: "My mother too, she loves to nag me this and me that, but it's all for our good." ”

Zhao Xing smiled and took back the empty cup I had drunk: "Then Auntie, you go to bed early." ”

"Okay, thank you!"

Zhao Xing also helped me close the door when he walked out of the room, and while I sighed at the little girl's meticulous and enthusiastic attitude, I looked back at the ghost child and found that he was shrugging his head listlessly.

"What's wrong?"

He wilted, "Mom used to prepare milk for me every night. ”

I wanted to pat him on the head to soothe him, but I trembled and withdrew my hand at the thought of his identity: "Your mother is very good to your brother and sister." ”

Hearing this, he looked up at me, and stopped talking.

"What do you want to say?" I asked.

He shook his head and shrank into a corner.

I guess I miss my parents, right?

I went to bed, thinking that I couldn't sleep, but when I woke up from a dream, I found that I didn't know when I had fallen asleep.

The room was pitch black, and I sat up to turn on the light, but I couldn't touch the switch on the bedside before I remembered that I wasn't at home now.

But because of this, it is even more disturbing, because there are ghost children, and I didn't turn off the lights!

His eyes searched in the dark, but he didn't see the figure of the ghost child: "Zhao Yang? Zhao Yang: Are you there? ”

Zhao Yang is the name of the ghost child, but he didn't answer me when I shouted a few times, and he hasn't left me for a single step since I brought him here, where is he running now?

I got up to look for the switch, the first to enter this room was Zhao Xing came in first, so the light in the room was turned on by her, I didn't want to turn off the light later, and now I don't know where the switch is when I want to turn on the light.

Most likely, it was by the door, and when I touched the wall by the faint light, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

My heart tightened, although I don't know what time it is, but after one o'clock in the morning is certain, who will knock on the door at this time?

Leaning against the wall, looking at the door, I waited a few seconds and heard a "knock" again, this time it was very clear and I heard it correctly.

"Who?"

No response.

"Who is it?" I tugged at my heart.

I was answered by a knock at the door that was noticeably much hasteer.

If you don't pay attention to it, you have to keep it on your mind, and if you pay attention to it, the worst is like that, with this calculation, I felt the door lock, and opened it after hesitation.

The corridor was dark, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere, making my heart beat faster, and the corridor was ...... There is no one at all!

"Sister."

The sudden sound made me almost cry out when I was nervous, and when I looked down and confirmed that it was a ghost child, I almost wanted to kneel: "Do you have to scare me like this?" ”

The ghost child looked a little aggrieved: "I can't get in to the door here." So I had to knock on the door.

"Huh? Why? ”

The ghost child shook his head: "I don't know, it seems that there is some kind of prohibition, and someone has to open the door before I can enter." ”

I'm not surprised by this answer, many parents are more superstitious, and will invite some Taoist masters, feng shui masters or something to decorate the home, so as not to invade the evil spirit.

But it's also quite sad, this place was his home, but now he has become a blocked "evil spirit".

The ghost kid tugged at my sleeve: "Sister, you come with me." ”

His tone was urgent, and I had to follow him out of the room.