As the saying goes, a knife on the head of the color word.

My name is Zhang Xiaofan, I was born in a remote village, after the college entrance examination, my uncle took me into the city to do odd jobs, because of an affair, I almost lost my life.

That day, the construction site had just been paid, I rubbed with my uncle, and it was already midnight when I walked back, and on the way back, I was playing with my mobile phone while walking, and suddenly the sperm worm got into my brain and wanted to ask a girl to come out.

Heartbeat, action.

I ordered a chat app called "Silent", and I heard from my co-workers that it was a dating artifact.

As soon as I registered, someone added me, and I was still a girl.

I went to her photo album to take a look, and the girl was wearing a ponytail and a sailor suit, with a cute face and a sweet smile......

I'm so excited!

Then, I immediately chatted with her, enthusiastic and enthusiastic, and the girl was also very cooperative, saying that she was very immediate, and she wanted to be accompanied by someone or something.

I volunteered to come to me.

It was originally a joke, but I didn't expect the girl to take it seriously and ask me where I was.

I'm so excited, it's done!

The girl came to you in the middle of the night, what else could there be?

When I looked up, there was a sign not far away, with the word "accommodation" in burgundy, and there was no one on the road in front of and behind.

I emboldened, went to the inn, opened a room, and asked her to come over.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, I opened the door, and by the dim light overhead, a woman in white was full of charm, twisting her thin waist like a water snake, and sweetly threw herself into my arms.

"Little handsome guy, I miss my little sister."

The soft collision made my heart beat immediately.

Before I could react, the beautiful woman went crazy at me, and I didn't feel anything, so I was intoxicated.

I wasn't particularly comfortable that night, and my body felt like I was being burned on a flame, and I was terrible.

In a daze, I had a dream in which the woman sat at the head of the bed with her back to me, shining in the vanity mirror, and drawing on her face with a colored pen in her hand.

I asked her what she was doing, and the woman replied that she was putting on makeup.

I was curious to crawl over to look, but I was surprised to find that the woman's face in the mirror, under the black bangs, turned out to be a piece of white paper with nothing!

The woman dipped in ink and was sketching on the white paper with a brush, and after a while, her lips were red, her nose was pointed, and her eyebrows were black.

In the end, two eyes were drawn, and it was extremely surprising that after the two eyes were drawn, they were alive and could still move.

The woman winked in the mirror, then turned her head and smiled sinisterly at me.

My scalp exploded, my eyes opened, and I woke up.

It turned out to be a dream.

As soon as I sat up from the bed, I gasped for air, this dream was too real, I touched my forehead, and a layer of cold sweat broke out.

It was already dawn outside the window, so I breathed a sigh of relief, calmed my excited mood, and then went to look at the woman next to me.

As soon as I saw it, I screamed.

On the bed, a paper figure lay quietly.

The paper figure is full of flowers, a pair of big watery eyes, affectionate veins, black shawl, cherry mouth, eyebrows and eyes are full of spirituality, just like a living person.

I have to say that the craftsmanship of the paper-making people is amazing.

However, what surprised me was not this, but the corners of the eyebrows and eyes of this paper figure were exactly the same as the woman I dreamed of in my dream!

For a moment, I was creepy, barefoot, and jumped out of bed.

I ran to the door in one breath before I stopped.

I remember that last night with me was obviously a plump beauty, how did she become a paper figure?

Could it be that I was dazzled last night and mistook the paper figure for a real person?

Impossible.

Although I drank alcohol last night, my consciousness was clear, and the woman would talk and laugh, and she would kiss and touch wetly, and the touch, the body temperature, told me that she was a living person.

But why is there a cold paper figure lying on my bed now, and where has the woman gone?

I was terrified, and after thinking about it, I thought that someone might be playing tricks on me.

The thought of this makes me very angry.

Paper figures, for the dead, are extremely unlucky for the living, and putting them by my side is not cursing me to death?

I decided to go down and ask the front desk, but when I opened the door, I found that there was an iron bolt behind the door of my room, which was locked.

Well, it means that from the time I fell asleep last night until now, no one has been able to come in and no one has ever gone out.

I chuckled in my heart, and a very bad premonition came over me.

Don't...... Last night, the woman I loved was actually a paper figure in bed?

I looked at the paper figure, not knowing if it was an illusion or what, but I saw it lying on the bed, and there seemed to be a nonexistent smile on the corner of its mouth.

Between the eyebrows, it really looks a little like the woman last night......

Thinking of this, I had goosebumps all over my body, and I didn't dare to think about it anymore, so I immediately ran to the front desk to check the visitor records of my room.

The guy at the front desk was tall and thin, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, flipped through the record book, shook his head, and said that no one had been to my room since I checked in last night.

I said no way, at one o'clock in the evening, a beautiful woman came to my room.

The guy at the front desk heard the word "beauty" come out of my mouth, understood, and looked at me with a little disdain.

My cheeks were hot.

He works in a hotel, so he naturally knows what I call a "beauty" for.

I looked at him with contempt and a little surprise, obviously I didn't expect that I, an honest young man, would call that kind of service.

But I've long been scared by the paper man, where do I care about other people's eyes.

I didn't find it after checking it out, and finally, the little brother rolled the mouse and flipped through last night's surveillance video on the computer.

As soon as I heard the video, I was also overjoyed, stretched out my head, and stared intently at the black and white screen of the computer.

As the mouse in my brother's hand scrolled, the timeline pulled to about one o'clock last night, and I saw myself in the dimly lit hallway.

At this time, it was exactly one o'clock in the morning.

When I entered, the hallway was empty, and no one had appeared.

At this time, I should be in the room silently waiting after the post.

I asked the guy at the front desk to set back the time for another thirty minutes, and I wanted to see what happened when the beautiful woman came to the door, and I wanted to know if the woman was alive......

The timeline pulls, because the time interval is small, and the little brother pulls very slowly.

One point is very ...... 1:20 ...... 1:25......

I stared at the screen, my heart rising to my throat, and my palms sweating unconsciously.

Finally, one thirty!

Then I saw a scene that I will never forget in my life:

In the dimly lit corridor, a colorful paper figure appeared in front of the camera, shook his body, came to my door, and knocked on the door......

I was dumbfounded.

After I opened the door, it plunged into my arms, its round green skull lying on my shoulder, its face facing the surveillance camera, and a weird smile on the corner of its mouth.

I could see its face clearly, the red lips, the eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, wasn't it the paper figure lying on my bed?

In an instant, an unprecedented sense of horror swept through my whole body, like a tidal wave, I was chilled, goosebumps were densely covered all over my body, and every hair stood up.

Growing up, I had never experienced such a terrifying moment, frozen in place, and even having difficulty breathing.

My mind was blank, and I didn't feel anything, only the front desk guy muttered in my ear: "How can this be?" How so? ”

After a long time, I came back to my senses and suddenly remembered something.

I turned on my phone and looked through last night's chat.

But silently, I don't have any friends, and no one has added my records, how can there be chat messages?

I gasped and felt dizzy in my head.

Everything last night, silently, girl, everything seemed to have evaporated from the world.

It's like a dream again, and there's nothing left!

Except, the pretty paper figure lying on the bed!

In an instant, I realized that I might have hit an evil last night......

Thinking of this, I was afraid for a while, as a good socialist young man, I have always disbelieved the theory of gods and ghosts, but I can't help but believe everything that happened last night!

Although I was safe and sound, I was so nervous that I didn't dare to live in this shop anymore.

But what I didn't expect was that when I checked out, the front desk guy insisted that I take the paper figure on the bed away.

I explained to him, but the little brother didn't listen, and insisted that I was pretending to be a ghost when the paper man entered my room, and threatened me to call the police if I didn't take the paper man away.

I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so I took the paper figure on the bed.

The paper figure was eerie, and even though it was broad daylight, I was a little scared.

So, I found a trash can nearby, stuffed it in, and ran away as fast as I could.

I thought this was the end of the matter, but I didn't know that the real horror had just begun......