Zhou Bo felt that his neck was firmly strangled by a hand, and even breathing became difficult, his head became more and more confused, and he soon lost consciousness.....

"Zhou Bo, what's wrong with you? Why don't you hurry up, the first class is an old class, if you're late, just wait to be scolded......"

Zhou Bo just stood up in a daze when the voice of his roommate came, Zhou Bo's head was in a trance, and he reacted instantly, remembering everything last night, it seemed like a dream, but it was so real, Zhou Bo didn't think about it, it was completely too late, at this time the roommate had already gone and he hadn't gotten up yet, today's first session was the math class of the old devil's class, and if he was late, he would die.

When Zhou Bo thought of this, he didn't care about brushing his teeth and washing his face, he just put on his clothes and ran out, but when he opened the door, he was stunned......

Outside the door of 407, there is a pair of red high heels... There are also a few bloody handprints on the door......"

The boy said my last sentence and looked at the others......

"My story is over, Liu Xiao, it's your turn....."

The young man is stupid and bold, it is estimated that this guy is the calmest except for Zhao Dabiao's pervert, Zhou Hexuan really wants to see if they can still be so calm when the ghost really appears.

"Heh.... Hehe...... That.... Then I'll tell you a story about the "hanged man"......"

The shy boy named Liu Xiao who was sitting on Zhou Hexuan's left hand seemed to be a little scared, but he tried his best not to be heard by others, he was afraid, raised his head and looked at the others timidly before he began to speak.

"A senior in high school, about to take the college entrance examination, his parents wanted him to be able to study well at the last time, so they no longer let him live in school, but rented a bungalow courtyard outside, and his mother stayed here to accompany him.

The small courtyard of the bungalow is quite large, it looks very quaint, it should be regarded as a bit of history, the mother and son moved in the next day, there is a room in the courtyard is a special study, but there is nothing in it, only a desk and a bookshelf, there is an incandescent lamp hanging in the middle of the roof, the light is dim yellow in the middle of the night, the student will clean up here as a place for his own review......

The time for the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, and students have to review until midnight every day when they come back, but the strange thing is that he feels that every time he does his homework, the light above his head is blocked, and a dark shadow appears on the desk, and every time he looks up, he feels something kicking him in the back of his head, but he looks back and there is nothing......

This went on for a week, and finally the student couldn't bear it anymore, because the kicking felt more and more frequent, so the student borrowed a camera from his classmate, and he wanted to see what he kicked every night......

Soon it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and that feeling appeared again, the students pretended not to know, and continued to write their homework, and left the study early to go to bed at one o'clock, until the next day, the students who came back from school finally remembered the events of last night, so they went to take out the camera that had been placed in the corner of the study long ago, and began to play the video of last night in the camera.....

What appeared on the video was his back sitting on a chair and reviewing carefully, time passed slowly, and there was nothing, but just after twelve o'clock above, there was suddenly something behind his back on the video, no, it should be said that there was an extra pair of feet, a pair of ..... His little feet in the floral cloth shoes hung down there, swaying back and forth, and the feeling of his kicks every night was only when those little feet were kicked to the back of his head when they swayed......

The student was so frightened that he almost threw the camera away, but after the initial fear, the student slowly calmed down and wanted to see who was hanging on it......

That night, the student had set the camera in place again, but only once the angle had been tilted up a bit, and he wanted to see who it was.....

Soon, the time reached twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the student's mood was very nervous, after learning that he was kicked in the back of the head by a pair of small feet every night, he couldn't learn anything, so he could only pretend to be serious about reviewing and not moving.....

The time soon came to a point, and he left as usual, knowing that the next day, as soon as it was dawn, he would come and find the camera.....

The video was directly tuned to twelve o'clock and began to play, and finally, the figure appeared, a white silk was hung on the beam of the room, and a woman wearing a red cheongsam was hung on it, but only the back appeared on the video, and the pair of delicate little feet, hanging on the white silk and swaying in the wind......

The video continued to be recorded, and the scene seemed to have not moved, but at this moment, the student suddenly found that the woman who was hanging on the white silk had her head down, and under the woman's head, he was there... Writing homework ......."

The last sentence was not only Zhou Hexuan, everyone was frightened, Zhou Hexuan looked at the boy who was sitting next to him with a strange expression, he didn't expect that this young man told ghost stories but changed the way he was scared before.

"Liu Xiao, why didn't I find you so masculine before, it's much more manly than Zhao Lei's silver-like pewter spear head that is strong and dry......"

"You..... Zhao Dabiao, who do you say is the silver-like pewter gun head? There's a kind of heads-up ....."

"Heh, as long as you have the courage to make a small report, Lao Tzu will have dinner tomorrow and the grove behind the school will be waiting for you......"

"Hmph~"

"Okay, okay, it should be my turn next, right?"

Zhou Hexuan is not like these two who are making trouble at this time, if anyone is angry and doesn't play, wouldn't he be more wronged than Dou E.

"Well, Hexuan, it's your turn, you can talk about it, I want to see if some cowards dare to play at that time....."

The coward referred to in Zhao Dabiao's mouth was naturally Zhao Lei.

Zhou Hexuan didn't say this, took a few deep breaths, and began to tell his story......

"The story I'm going to tell is called "Fried Rice" ....."

The name doesn't sound like a ghost story at all, but it has a bit of a love story, which also calms the mood of several people a little, and the ghost stories one after another are too challenging to nerve, especially in such an atmosphere.

Zhou Hexuan calmed down, could it be that the ghost story he was going to tell was not too terrifying, maybe it should be more like a love story, no way, he didn't like to die by himself, if he stayed here after the story was finished, according to the normal plot development of the ghost story, this game would definitely have an accident, and it would definitely not be possible to end it peacefully, if he gave others a hard time at this time, then he would have no place to cry when he cocooned himself......

"The story happened to a man, this man is just an ordinary salesman, but he is very capable, running business day and night, but he still has a habit, that is, every day he tries his best to come back and eat with his wife, his wife does not go to work, takes care of housework at home, cooks delicious food, her wife has always thought that if you want to catch a man, you have to hold on to his stomach.....

But one day, she still lost this man.....

On that day, the man came back late, and the woman didn't cook many dishes at night, only a plate of fried shredded pork, and kept waiting for the man to come back.....

But before she could serve the man's meal, the man spoke.

"Let's get a divorce....."

The woman was stunned, she turned her head and looked at the man with a look of indarability, and only after a while did she speak in silence.

"Why ......"

"I'm sorry for someone I'm in love with......"

The woman didn't stay, the man left, and when his car was outside all the time, the woman watched the man get into the car and leave......

The next day the man came back with his things and divorced the woman, and married another younger and more beautiful woman, whom he had met at work, who was very rich in the family, and who knew how to dress up and enjoy life more than his ex-wife, and he felt that this should be his most suitable wife......

But this woman only has one thing that can't be compared to her ex-wife, and that is that this woman can't cook, so since they got married, they have eaten all kinds of meals in different restaurants every day......

As the saying goes, a man is always a greedy creature who doesn't know how to be satisfied, and finally half a year later, this man was a little tired of the taste of all kinds of restaurants and restaurants, and he couldn't help but think of his ex-wife and the dishes that his ex-wife cooked......

That night, he quarreled with his wife, and then went out alone, walking aimlessly down the street, and before he knew it, he found himself back downstairs in the house where he lived with his ex-wife......

He thought about it, but went upstairs and knocked on the door that he would enter every day......

The door opened, and the man saw a vague figure in the dark room.

"You..... Okay? I miss you, come back and see you......"

The woman didn't speak, and got out of the way to let the man in.....

The man entered the room and felt the familiar switch, but the light was not on.

"The light is broken?"

"It's broken, I haven't had time to find someone to fix it......"

The man did not speak, and soon found an incandescent light bulb in the room, and replaced it with the familiar one......

The light turned on, the man finally saw the woman's face clearly, she was still the same as when he left, the familiar face, let the man soften, he suddenly regretted it, why did he abandon her in the first place, half a year passed, the original impulse slowly subsided, he found out what he had missed, but he knew that there was no way back, he wanted to hold this woman into his arms, but he raised his hand and suddenly didn't know what to do.......

The two were silent like this, and after a moment, the woman raised her head and said, "Are you hungry?" ”

The man nodded.......

The woman didn't say anything more, leaving the familiar back of the man into the kitchen, and soon the woman came out with a plate of fried rice in her hand.