Chapter 2: Welcome, My Bride

The floor under your feet crunched because of age, and it was a big place with two floors. The stairs are steep and narrow, giving a sense of oppression. Wang Ruike just walked up, step by step, slowly.

On the wall panel, there is a big happy word. The door of the room was open to her, as if he knew she was coming.

At this moment, Wang Ruike is like a doll off the line, walking forward step by step. Fear, fear, at this moment, she didn't realize it.

When a gust of wind blew, the sound of the wooden window hitting the wood made Wang Ruike shiver.

Consciousness also woke up at this moment.

The mottled shadows of the trees swayed under the wind, and the shadows of the trees were reflected on the floor like a swaying figure, which frightened her.

"Ah......" The sudden face made Wang Ruike sit on the ground. The figure that was obviously at home appeared in front of him in an instant. It was that face, bloody, so sudden......

The lights began to flicker on and off, and the sound of leaves and windows slamming made Wang Ruike's heart begin to be afraid.

She had to hide, this was the only thought she had now. She didn't know if she would see those things again, she was really scared. Every day I go to bed, I am always afraid that those things will appear suddenly. Every time, you can always see those weird smiling faces.

The first thought was to hide in that room.

got up, Wang Ruike couldn't care so much, ran over directly, and quickly climbed into bed.

And the door, the moment she entered, was shut.

The flickering lights lit up when Wang Ruike climbed into bed. Everything as if it hadn't happened. But only Wang Ruike knows that all this is done by ghosts.

Everything seemed to be quiet. It's just that the "crunch" sound on the wooden board is like stepping on it, and this step by step is approaching. That sound stimulated Wang Ruike's little heart, and she could even feel that her heart was beating wildly, as if it would pop out of her throat in the next second.

"I can't hear anything, I can't hear anything......" Covering his ears, Wang Ruike read in pieces.

Here, How did she come here? And the clothes on her body, how she put them on, she didn't know, she didn't know anything. I only know that when I am conscious, I am already standing in that quiet corridor.

Something was slowly approaching, Wang Rui might feel it, but he couldn't see it. This feeling is even more terrifying than seeing it with your own eyes.

"Don't come over, please don't come, don't ......" said in horror, Wang Ruike shrank to the foot of the bed. As long as you don't get closer, nothing happens.

The cold touch is just on the face, little by little, even half of the face. It's like a big hand, covering the face.

"Ah, go away, go away, don't touch me, go away." Hands, waving wildly, roaring in their mouths, using momentum to scare the thing.

In front of him, except for the air, Wang Ruike didn't see anything at all. But the touch is clearly telling her what is around her.

"You come out, come out, don't pretend to be a ghost, you come out." Sometimes, it's the unseen that is the most terrifying.

Dip in ink, pick up a pen, and write on the paper one by one.

Escape is Wang Ruike's only thought now. Taking advantage of the lack of attention, he climbed out of bed and ran towards the door.

"Bang, bang, bang" tugged hard, pushed hard, but the door seemed to be locked, and it couldn't be opened. And the pen, stop writing and writing, Wang Ruike can even feel that the thing is staring at him.

The sound of "knock" put the pen stopped.

Wang Ruike turned around, his back was pressed against the door, and his little hands were clenching the hem of his skirt. The blank piece of paper on which the words were written floated over and stopped less than half a meter away from her face.

"Welcome, my bride." Frozen in the air on the white paper, neat handwriting is reflected.

It's just that the word "bride" looks particularly conspicuous. And in the next second, the piece of paper was pasted over like that, and disappeared on Wang Ruike's body. No, it should be said that it is integrated into the clothes.