The bus roared in, kicking up a layer of dust that looked like a mist in the dim street lights.

The driver opened the car door and shouted in a rough voice: "Hey, it's the last bus, can't get on?" ”

The man hesitated, then shook his head, and I heard him say to the girl, "Do you want to play for a while?" I invite you. ”

The girl nodded slightly, and then the two men walked side by side.

I couldn't help shaking my head and sighing: the world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient. What is going on? That kid can hook up with a girl with a lewd face. I have good facial features, why do I live alone in a haunted house?

I stood at the door of the empty house and sighed for a moment. Seeing that there are no more people on the street. I can only walk in hard.

I used to want to plug in the electricity here and leave the lights or TV on all night to dilute some of my fears. But Mr. Lu persuaded me and said that it was better not to move this room. So I had to endure the atmosphere and stare at the candles on the table.

Last night's candle had burned out. I took out a new one. The candle was in tears, and it was shortened inch by inch. I stared at it and couldn't help but get distraught.

I don't know what's going on today, obviously there is no wind, but the candle flame is shaking vigorously, and the shadows on the wall are constantly jumping, the more I look at it, the more terrifying I feel, and I can't wait to blow out the lights.

I sat on the bed, holding the big knife, and took out my phone, wanting to play for a while. But within two minutes of sitting down, my stomach hurt again.

There was no toilet in the empty house, so I ran out with my stomach covered and ran wildly towards the public toilet 100 meters away.

The public toilet is dark, dirty and smelly, but I think it's several times better than an empty house, and if the toilet manager offered to change my haunted house, I'm afraid I would gladly agree. After thinking like this, I couldn't help but sigh: Have I fallen to this point now? I actually want to live in a public toilet.

When I got my stomach out and walked back to the empty house, I couldn't help but worry again. To tell you the truth, I don't want to go into that room, and going back every night is like going to be punished, and going in twice in a row tonight is really a big loss.

I deliberately slowed down and walked down the street. When I passed the previous bus stop, I saw a girl standing under the streetlight.

Looking at the back, this girl is clearly the one just now. I was surprised: "What? Didn't she hang out with that pervert? ”

At this time, I didn't want to go back to sleep anyway, and I had the experience of the pervert before. So under the cover of the night, he coughed lightly, walked over, and said, "It's so late, why haven't you come home yet?" ”

When I said this, my face turned red. I try to pretend to be well-dressed, but I don't think I'm a well-dressed beast now. I'm not a pervert after all, so I can't do this.

The girl turned her head slowly, smiled at me, and said, "Wait for the bus." ”

As soon as I looked at her face, I was stunned and subconsciously said, "You look very familiar." ”

The girl smiled slightly, as if she saw through my purpose, and said, "Really? Like your classmates or relatives? ”

I hurriedly waved my hand: "I didn't take the opportunity to talk to you." You're really familiar, let me think, where did I see you coming? ”

The girl looked at me with a smile on her face, like an elementary school teacher, looking at an elementary school student who lied that she had lost her homework.

I thought about it for a while, and suddenly a bright light flashed in my head. I remember. Isn't this the girl who persuaded me to drink in my dream two days ago?

I looked at her dumbfounded, a little unable to believe my eyes.

The girl sneered: "How is it?" Come to think of it? ”

I nodded and said, "I seem to have seen you in a dream." ”

The girl smiled and bent over: "It's the first time I've heard such a funny excuse." I'm thirty-eight, can I still be dreamed of? ”

Not only did I know what I thought, but my brain twitched and I said, "How can you have thirty-eight." I think it's eighteen at most. ”

There was a hint of sly in the girl's eyes, and she said, "I died eighteen years old. ”

I wanted to learn from the pervert's methods, but I really despised his behavior. I stood awkwardly for two seconds, then said, "It's too late, there's no bus anymore." ”

The girl let out a faint sigh, and there was not much fluctuation on her face, as if the situation was expected. She sighed and said, "It looks like I'll have to walk back." ”

She took two steps, and suddenly turned back with a smile: "Won't you send me?" ”

I was overjoyed: "It seems that there will be peach blossom luck today." ”

I was about to say yes, when I suddenly saw a figure walking in the direction of the empty house. I was shocked: "Is there a thief?" ”

I stared at this man with some unease, afraid of something, and he really walked into the house.

There's a door in this room that can never be closed, and if a thief comes here to steal something, it's definitely a matter of getting caught. Actually, those things are all Yin Ghost Woman's, whoever steals it is unlucky, and I wish they stole it. But not today, I have to keep the big knife still on the bed, and if someone takes it, I will have one less amulet.

I looked at the empty house, and then at the girl. The two of them are going in opposite directions. It's hard to choose.

After a few seconds, I finally made up my mind, and I said with some regret, "I still have some things that I can't send you tonight." Why don't you leave me a call? When I arrived at home, I reported that I was safe. ”

The girl smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to leave the phone." If I have time, I'll come to play with you. Then she walked away lightly.

I stood under the street lamp and sighed for a while. It's a pity to even call it.

I forced myself to turn around and walk back in a huff. I made up my mind that when I caught the thief, I would beat him up very much, and then shut him up in an empty house to be my company every night.

I hurried to the door and looked inside. The thief sat on my bed, not knowing what he was doing.

I couldn't help but feel angry: "This is too arrogant." ”

I was about to rush in when I suddenly thought to myself, "This can't be a ghost, right?" ”

Thinking of this, I took a closer look at him. I saw that in the candlelight, there was a faint shadow reflected on the wall.

I breathed a sigh of relief and thought to myself, "If there's a shadow, it's definitely a living person." ”

I crept in, screamed when he was unprepared, pounced on him, and pinned him to the bed. I twisted his arm and pressed him against the bed. Although the appearance is not very elegant, at least it can make him unable to move.

However, as soon as I restrained him, I realized that something was wrong. This man never struggled.

I gave him a strange look, then slowly let him go.

As if he were not sane, he slowly got up from my bed and sat up upright again. The pit has years to die.

I saw that his eyes were wide, but not focused.

I pulled out the big knife under the pillow, held it in my arms, and said, "What are you kid doing?" ”

He seemed to have heard my question, but the donkey's lips were not on the horse's mouth: "I'm twenty-two." ”

When I heard this, I almost laughed angrily: "You're twenty-two, you should be sensible, right?" Just running around in other people's houses? ”

As if in response to me, he said in a stunned voice: "I died at the age of twenty-two. ”

I waved my hand: "Who are you scaring about?" You're normal, look at your heartbeat, your breath, what kind of dead person are you pretending? "I was talking with my hands crossed, and in the middle of speaking, I slowly stopped.

I asked nervously, "What are you talking about?" ”

He was stunned and said, "I was twenty-two years old when I died." ”

I stood up suddenly, took the candle on the table, brought it to him, and shone it carefully.

This sentence is clearly at the bus stop, and the pervert just now used it to talk to the girl. Half an hour ago, he was very clever, why did he suddenly become so demented?

I hadn't seen his face, but I could see his clothes clearly. It's really the pervert, yes.

I put the candle down, shook him, and asked, "Dude, what's wrong with you?" ”

He didn't look at me, he just repeated over and over again: "I died twenty-two years ago." ”