Just as Yang He expected, it was another week of quiet days, and nothing special happened. But Yang He and I spent our time in anxiety and restlessness.

From the end of June to here, after playing the game one day in July, I have fully believed that every seven days, Yang He and I will have a disaster.

Yang He also began to believe that we seemed to be disturbed by some mysterious force.

But I think that this force not only makes us unlucky, but also seems to be able to imprison our thoughts, otherwise, I would have left there a long time ago and came to find you, Brother Zhao, after all, I believe you can help me, but ...... Like I said, Yang He and I were "imprisoned" by that strange force.

After that, Yang He still said: "I still think that Bixian's statement is not very reliable. ”

He was a staunch materialist. I asked him if there was a better explanation, and he didn't answer positively, just saying that there are many things that can't be explained scientifically yet. But, as he said this, I saw the trepidation in his eyes. At that moment I realized that he had begun to waver, but he did not admit it verbally. This deepened my fear, because I lacked a solid spiritual support.

At all times, the human spirit must seek a strong backer as a belief and belief to survive, and once this thing collapses, the consequences for the individual are unimaginable.

Every day I was in a state of panic, feeling top-heavy all the time, and my mind was just thinking about how many days were left before the dreaded Friday came. It's a feeling like a man who knows how many days he has to live, counting his death. It's not a pleasant feeling. As I watched day after day of bad luck approach, I even wished that the nightmare would come early, and it was undoubtedly torture to wait for the horrors that were bound to happen.

Tang Rou noticed that I was abnormal, and she asked me if I was sick, and I could only smile bitterly. Since they hadn't told the two girls about the last week, and they hadn't encountered anything strange that night. So for them, almost half a month was peaceful.

Tang Rou and He Xueyi almost forgot to invite the pen fairy and the strange things that followed.

Only He Xueyi occasionally smiled and joked: "Be careful, it's not easy to get out of being caught by the pen fairy." ”

Yang He and I were dumbfounded and speechless.

Recently, cigarettes have become more and more ferocious, and two people have to buy three boxes of cigarettes a day. I said, "Isn't it time for us to quit when this is over?" Yang He smiled bitterly. I know what he means, can we get by with this?

Tang Rou was still hot and cold to me, and she found a job as a waitress in a café, from half past six to half past ten every night. For the first two days, I was in the car to pick me up, and then the place was indeed not far from home, and it was only a fifteen-minute walk; Plus my mental state is getting worse and worse, so I don't bother to go.

He Xueyi quietly revealed to me that there was a man chasing Tang Rou in the café, and I was very distressed about this. Yang He comforted me and said, "Let everything be fate." ”

In the blink of an eye, it was the third full seven days after inviting the pen fairy. That afternoon, I discussed with Yang He for a long time, and we both felt that it was best not to go anywhere, so we stayed at home. After dinner, we moved the red and white machine to Yang He's room to play games.

He Xueyi was listening to tape recorders and reading books. Because I didn't sleep well the night before, I was worried about what would happen today, so I didn't really have any interest in playing games, but in order not to sweep Yang He's interest, I still cheered up and accompanied him to play Double Dragon until nine o'clock. Eventually, I was so sleepy that I couldn't lift my head, so I said hello and went back to my room to sleep.

As soon as my head touched the pillow, tiredness suddenly filled my body. Half-asleep and half-awake, I thought that nothing had happened today after all, and my heart was relieved, and I fell asleep.

I had a lot of dreams, it was very chaotic, it seemed to be taking Tang Rou home to meet her parents, I dreamed that in the small yard of my house, the white cat raised at home was still there.

Tang Rou came to me and said, "The white cat is gone!" "I went to the patio and opened the lid of the tank, and the white cat's body was floating on the water. I don't know why, everyone said that I killed the white cat, and I somehow thought that I killed it myself, and I still regretted and felt guilty in my heart, and I was very sad.

Until Tang Rou quietly told me: "I killed it!" ”

I woke up suddenly and found that Tang Rou had come back at some point, and she happened to be sleeping next to me. I put my hand around her, and she was obediently cowered in my arms, but her hands and feet were as cold as ever. Sleepiness came back.

I closed my eyes, and the dream continued. Tang Rou said, don't tell others whether it's good or bad to kill cats, I say okay. Tang Rou said that she didn't mean it, and I said I believed it. She said she killed the cat because the cat wanted to kill her, and I laughed......

It was a little cold, and when I opened my eyes, the window was not closed, and the cold wind poured in through the cracks in the window. I wanted to get up and close the window, but my body was nostalgic for the warm and comfortable bed.

I closed my eyes, and the dream came again. Tang Rou scooped up the dead cat from the water tank. No, she's killing cats! Why did she kill a dead cat? She's showing me the show!

When Tang Rou strangled the cat's neck with her hand, she actually laughed!

Wrong! It's not Tang Rou, Tang Rou grabbed the cat's neck in her hand, and it looked like Tang Rou's face, to be precise, her face was covered on the cat's head!

And who is the one who is pinching the cat?!

The cold wind is blowing again. I opened my eyes and saw Tang Rou standing neatly by the window, and the moonlight came in through the window, casting a layer of miserable white on her body.

What does she want to do? I tried to see, but I couldn't see her face clearly. But I knew she was looking at me, staring at me. The wind blew in through the window again, blowing her long white dress around, didn't she never wear a skirt?

I sat up suddenly, and realized that it had been a dream, and there was no one by the window, only the wind blowing and the white half-open curtains shaking. The moonlight casts the flickering curtain on the wall in a huge, constantly shaking translucent shadow. Only then did I realize that there was no one next to the pillow, and Tang Rou was gone.

"She's in the toilet, right?" I thought so, lay down and went back to sleep, but I couldn't sleep again.

Looking at my watch, it was one o'clock in the morning. I tossed and turned in bed for a while, strangely sleepy. Looking at the watch again, at half past one, Tang Rou has not come back yet.

I felt strange in my heart, got up and went to the bathroom, but there was no one. So I pushed open Yang He's door, and the bright lights suddenly pierced my eyes.

"Awake?" Yang He asked, he was still playing the red and white machine, but he was playing the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the generation with a long level.

Tang Rou and He Xueyi sat on the edge of the bed and talked, but I didn't say anything when I saw me coming in.