At seven o'clock, my aunt took me to a small two-story building with a flashlight. She handed me the keys and flashlight and hurried away. I looked at the two-story building in front of me, where only shadows could be faintly seen in the darkness, and I sneered in my heart.

What relatives, what is good for me, let me live here? Looking at this house, my aunt also said that it had been cleaned during the day, and I was looking here, whether there was electricity in this building or not.

My grandfather passed away, and before leaving, the old man said that I also have a share of the family's property. My parents left in a car accident when I was in my first year of junior high school. From then until now, for eleven years, I have been studying outside, and I have lived outside. Now that grandpa is gone, I have my things by name, of course I have to come back to get them.

But my aunt brought me to the house and said it was mine. How nice to say, a two-story building. But this building is too shabby.

I used the key to open the courtyard gate, and inside was a small courtyard of more than ten square meters, and there was nothing. I shone my flashlight around, walked to the door, and looked at the light switch that pulled the cord, and I was distressed. This house is too old. I just graduated from college and don't have the money to decorate.

I stretched out my hand and pulled down the light line, and with a "click" sound, the light in front of the gate flashed, went out, and the light line broke.

I looked at the light line in my hand, and a few black lines appeared on my forehead. Well, at least that flash would indicate that the house is electrified. Maybe it's just that the lamp line has fallen into disrepair and has been weathered.

I pushed open the door steadily, a cold breath came to my face, and I looked inside by the light of a flashlight, and it was really ancient, full of solid wood tables, chairs and benches, typical of the sixties and seventies. "Whew" I seemed to hear a wheezing sound in my ears, accompanied by the cold breath, which instantly succeeded in giving me goosebumps all over my body.

Isn't this house haunted? Is it so eerie that someone has ever died? Is there a corpse hidden under a big wooden table in that wall?

I shook my head, pushing aside the image that came to mind. Hmph, even if there is anything, it is the aunt who made it a ghost. When I came back today, I listened to them whispering outside the door. That cousin is playing cos, what does she say to scare me to death, what the hell.

She didn't have cos when we were in school, so I didn't know what a prop was? By the time I was at his house for dinner, my cousin had been missing for three hours, and she had plenty of time to come to the house.

I said to myself, "Whatever you see or hear, it's my cousin's design." I won't be defeated by them. I'm going to decide on this little building. ”

I used my flashlight to look for a light switch in the living room. Finally, I saw the light line by the wall. I moved over slowly, although I knew that there were no ghosts in this world, and I also knew that my aunt and cousin didn't want to give me this little building, so they would pretend to be ghosts here. But I would still be nervous and scared, my heart would beat faster, my hands and feet would be cold, and my forehead would break out in a cold sweat.

When I got there, I reached out and pulled the lamp. The dim round electric light came on. It's just that the moment the lights come on, I have a feeling that there is someone behind me. Because at that moment, my eyes happened to see my shadow on the ground. The shadow is definitely not mine alone.

"Delusion!" I whispered to myself, it was an absolute delusion. It is the illusion that the eyes do not adapt to such light.

Now I'm looking at the ground and my shadow isn't out of the ordinary. I let out a long breath, holding the flashlight tightly in my hand that I still didn't dare to turn off.

I'm going to be bold, there's no ghost here! I cheered myself up and decided to change my current state. I took a deep breath of the cold air and exclaimed, "I'm the master here!" This house is mine! No monster can scare me! No prop conspiracy can solve me. This house is mine! ”

When I had finished saying these words, before the end of the note, I heard a sneer in my ears.

Startled for a moment, I slowly looked back, and the only wind behind me was blowing in from outside the door, causing the lights to flicker slightly.

I exhaled secretly and said, "Just scare yourself."

According to her aunt, the room she cleaned was the last one on the second floor. I can't give up this house. I used to be able to live in the school when I was studying, but now I don't even have a place to live. I don't have that money to rent a house outside. You know, when my aunt asked her own daughter to play cos and burn money, I had to work two tutors to cover my own living expenses. All the compensation for my parents' car accident went to my uncle's bank account, but they only helped me pay for my tuition, and I didn't pay a cent for my living expenses.

I took a flashlight and went up to the second floor without turning off the lights downstairs. The second floor is the same kind of cable lamp. When I opened the second-floor bedroom, I was more sure that there would be no ghosts in the house.

Because the bed is covered with clean and new red sheets and quilts, this should be prepared by the aunt. She's all come in and make the bed, can't I sleep yet?

The light was dim, and I looked at the crescent moon bed with the bed drapery, and said, "I decided, when the day dawns, I will go find someone who sells antiques and sell all these bed cabinets and chairs." These things are not antiques, at least they are decades old, if not hundreds of years ago. If I sell it, I will have the money to open my own small shop.

And now all I'm going to do is ____ sleep! Only when you fall asleep will you not be afraid.

I put down my bag and got straight into the covers without taking off my clothes. The flashlight is also hidden under the covers, ready to be used as a weapon if something happens.

But I also overlooked one point, that is, it is now August, that is, the beginning of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, even if it is cold at night, it is not enough to cover the quilt. And I don't feel hot at all when I cover that thick quilt.

I closed my eyes and felt a cold breath rush like a human breath on my neck.

I shrunk my neck in fear and put my head under the covers. I'm not going to give up on this house, as long as it's dawn. I encouraged myself.

But my head was covered in the quilt, and I could still feel the breath on my neck. It was as if someone was sleeping right behind me, right under the covers, with his head on the back of my head and his breath on my neck.

I thought to myself, this is definitely not a haunting, but a cousin playing a ghost!

I held the flashlight in my hand tightly, and silently said in my heart, 1, 2, 3, and when I said 3, I turned around sharply, and the flashlight smashed hard behind me.

That kind of flashlight is heavy, and I tried my best to smash it. But instead of hearing my cousin's cries of pain behind me, I heard my own cries of pain. It was empty, and the flashlight hit the bed so firmly that my arm was numb.

After the numbness in my arm had eased a bit, I turned on the flashlight and the bright light shone on the inside of the bed. There is no one inside, and this kind of wall is placed against the wall, and there is no way to blow in the wind.

My heart was beating faster, as if it had jumped to my throat. At this moment, a thought popped up in my mind for the first time, that is, is this house really haunted?

I panicked. Haunted is haunted, haunted and haunted until dawn. Now that I'm huddled in bed, I at least feel safer than rushing out.

It only took me a second to wrap myself in the quilt again, from head to toe, without a single gap. I didn't turn off the flashlight, it was just turned on and on. The light made me dizzy, and I felt a lack of oxygen under the quilt.

When I was so deoxygenated that I felt like I was going to suffocate myself, I felt it again, the cold breath that hit the back of my neck.

I turned my head slowly, and by the light of the flashlight, I saw the face with its head tilted and its lips resting on my neck. It should be said that I couldn't see his face at all, I could only see his raised eyes, pupils like cats.

This was my impression of that face for a moment, and it was the only impression I had for a second, because in a second, I passed out. I guess I passed out. Anyway, I don't know what happened after that.

By the time I opened my eyes again, the sun was already shining into the room. It's just that the quilt in front of me is not red, but earthy yellow.