Chapter Thirty-Eight: Singing in the Middle of the Night

Gong, imagine that outside the futon, there are two hands, slowly stretching out, these hands are white, and there seems to be a vague and strange aura in the dark space.

This breath is this one standing in front of the bed, no vital signs, no familiar warmth, only a creepy chill.

The sound of the upper and lower teeth bumping, like, the sound of horses' hooves, 'got, gotcha, gotcha.' 'It keeps ringing. Run...... A thought flashed into his mind, and Gong desperately overturned the bedding, and he didn't see clearly who was standing in front of the bed. got out of bed, and in an instant, his feet touched the ground, and he was full of excitement. As if a pot of coals was placed under the bed, it made her bounce out of the bedroom quickly, and she screamed wildly in her mouth, and her body was like a sword off the string, rushing out of her home without her life.

Hearing this, Liu Jing was stunned, what kind of situation is this, and her own family is also so scared? Looking at the other party's extremely tired appearance, she was angry and funny.

"How far is your residence from the Sakura community?"

"I'm in Mao'er Hutong, and there's a teahouse over there, and the rest are some of the shops selling vegetables." Gong was talking, as if he was too tired, little by little, as if a child was drowsy and couldn't help himself.

Liu Jing got up and took out her coffee, not knowing how many times she looked behind Gong, and there was a dim, unruly aura behind her. She has always been dealing with corpses, and she has more or less felt all kinds of breath from dead people from different types of corpses.

She wanted to take something else out of Gong's mouth right now, but she didn't know if this anger was her own or if something else was attached to her. For what purpose?

The gray-brown coffee swirls a faint bubble in the cup, and a strong but not greasy coffee smell instantly wafts into the room. Gong moved his butt stiffly, and said, "I've seen this thing on TV, but I really haven't tasted it myself." ”

"Try it, it's good." Reserved moves, cold and elegant temperament, trying to get closer to Gong as much as possible, Liu Jing pushed the coffee cup to Gong and said with a light smile. Then the conversation changed, and the eyes of deep meaning flashed with a hint of inquiry, and said, "Has Liang Property Management done anything unusual recently?" ”

Holding a somewhat hot coffee cup in his hand, Liu Jing asked so softly, Gong was like an electric shock, and his eyes flashed with a panicked look. With a trembling hand, the coffee jolted, and the gray-brown coffee stains splashed onto the clothes, immediately invading the pure cotton pajamas, becoming a circle of dazzling stains.

"Well, I'm clumsily soiling your clothes." Gong seemed to deliberately avoid the other party's topic, but clumsily tried to wipe away the stains on his clothes with his hands.

"It's fine." Liu Jing grabbed the other party's hand, Gong's hand is so cold, this kind of hand without temperature should only belong to the morgue of the funeral home, the temperature of those corpses that are frozen like ice cubes.

The hand continued to hold, and the cold cycle gradually progressed, and Liu Jing fought a cold war. I felt that my fingers were a little painful, but the cold gaze hidden in her eyes stared at Gong's panicked and evasive eyes without fear.

Liu Jing continued to force her gaze, her eyes were as sharp as a sword, and her eyes pierced through the anger, as the saying goes, eyes can also kill.

Liu Jing's eyes are a pair of terrifying eyes, staring at you, making you hairy, and naturally fearful.

Gong, Zhang Huang lowered his head uneasily, looked up in the gap, and then frowned...... 'hiccup' was a slight breath that seemed to be a melancholy breath, sliding out of Gong's throat.

With this sound, the door is the corridor, next to the shoe cabinet, there is a 'click' sound, you don't need to go to look, you know that the umbrella behind the door fell to the ground for no reason.

Liu Jing's body shook slightly, looking at Gong's lowered head, as if he was asleep, and he was no longer energetic. At the same time, she found that the abnormal anger on the other party was gone, so she got up and walked to the door, opened the door without hesitation, and said to herself: "It's convenient for others, it's convenient for yourself, let's go." ”

Liu Jing felt that this anger did not come from Zhen, let alone Liang, and it was not from the so-called lonely ghosts, and the anger was very strong, and it was actually discovered after entering the house for a long time.

"Wake up." Liu Jing put her hand on Gong's shoulder and shouted softly.

Gong seemed to be dozing off, as if Liu Jing was suddenly woken up, he was embarrassed to reach out and wipe the hara that flowed from the corners of his mouth, squinted his eyes, and sneered: "I really want to doze off." ”

"Well, then you go to sleep! Why don't you sleep next to me? Liu Jing was still a little worried about whether the anger just now would come to cling to her again, so although she was a thousand unwilling to meet this person for a short time, although she had already taken a bath, her whole body still exuded a disgusting smell.

The woman surnamed Gong obviously had some inferiority, and when she saw Liu Jing so generously proposing to rest with her, her face was a little red because she was moved, but her hands were anxiously kneading the hem of her clothes. At the same time, she also knew that the smell on her body was really the disgusting fox smell in the legend, and she secretly thought to herself that this smell on her body had smoked away her husband, and if she also hated this girl, then she really had nowhere to go.

"Well, don't bother you, if I don't have a bedroom, I'll sleep on the sofa." Gong nodded stubbornly, and said with his fingers caressing the clean and flexible sofa.

Liu Jing stared at Gong speechlessly for a few seconds, and said that if she told her why she was scared all the time, it was because of a wisp of anger that was inexplicably attached to her body. But on second thought, it would not be good if I told her that there would be another situation that would be difficult to control.

Liu Jing raised her eyes and glanced at the door, and said in as casual a tone as possible: "Okay! I'll bring you a futon right away, and if you see it, or if you dream about something, you'll shout, and I'll come to the living room to see it at once, because I've been suffering from insomnia lately. ”

"Uh, yes!" Gong was obviously moved again, and nodded in response.

In the living room, Liu Jing took special care of Gong, did not turn off the lights, did not spare the electricity bill, and turned on the headlights. The purpose was not to have any accidents in the second half of the night, and she believed that under the strong light, the anger would not dare to be exposed to the lethal strong light.

But Liu Jing underestimated the hatred full of hatred, Gong's sleeping habit is that he doesn't like to fall asleep under the reflection of the beam, the beam of the incandescent lamp reflects the living room like day, and anyone may not be able to sleep.

Gong turned his body, turned left, turned right, lay on his back, and lay on his stomach. The heavy and soft sofa was tossed and moaned by her. A person who is very tired and sleepy like a flood of beasts, but there is no way to sleep quietly, this feeling may be tried by most insomniacs.

Gong's mood became impatient with several degrees of tossing and unable to sleep peacefully, she turned over and sat up, looked at the flashing bright light, hanging countless crystal gems and gorgeous lamps, resolutely got up and turned off the electric light in the living room, and a strange darkness quickly surrounded her.

The eyes closed comfortably in the quiet darkness, and a soft song sounded like a magic sound from the corner, and music could help you sleep. This is something that ordinary people understand, so Gong Gong's body was in a soft state in a burst of soft music, and he gradually entered a psychedelic dream.