Seeing this, I was shocked, I can be sure that when Zhou Bing came back last night, there was no such paper on the ground, and it could only be stuffed in after we both went to bed. Read the full text of the latest chapter

As for the words on the note, it also seems to be a reminder of something. I couldn't help but look at Zhou Bing, who was still asleep, there were only the two of us in the bedroom now, and it was obvious that this was for us. Some strange things happened in the dormitory these two nights, and the weird subject was Zhou Bing, and now Zhou Bing happened to be sleeping, which couldn't help but make me feel that the note was specially for me to read. Could it be that the person handing the note is suggesting that something unusual will happen tonight, so that I can see the whole thing in a sober state?

Only, who would have stuffed the note in? I opened the door and poked my head out to see that the hallway was empty. Obviously, this person knew what happened in our dormitory, and I remembered that Zhou Bing said last night that he had gone to find someone, so I guessed that this person followed him back and stuffed it into a note.

On the way to the real room, I read the note several times, and there were only five words on the front and back. I folded it and put it in my bag, remembering the nightmare I had last night. At that time, I was so frightened by the bloody face that I lost my soul, but I didn't remember the specific appearance of his face until I walked downstairs in the real room.

Even during the day, when I recalled the situation in my dream, I felt a chill all over my body for no reason, so that when I entered the real yàn building and found that the lights in the elevator were broken, I would rather climb the stairs to the sixth floor than take the elevator.

That day, because I had to wait for a real yàn result, I stayed in the real yàn room until eleven o'clock in the evening before leaving. Fortunately, this real yàn is a common topic for me and my classmate Chen Feng, and he also stayed with me until eleven o'clock, otherwise, I would be a little weak to stay alone in the empty real yàn building.

Back in the dormitory, I turned on the light and didn't see Zhou Bing. I remembered that it was almost twelve o'clock now, and Zhou Bing might have slept. I looked over his bed, and sure enough, his quilt was arched. As a courtesy, I quickly turned off the headlights, then walked over to my desk and turned on the lamp.

During the day, I was busy with real things, and my brain didn't have time to think about it, but now in the dim light of the desk lamp, my memory cells were awakened. I remembered the note, and looked at Zhou Bing again, but he still fell asleep inside. According to the situation of the first two nights, Zhou Bing will not move until two or three o'clock in the morning, since I want to peek, I can't make a sound, and I can't go to the toilet halfway, thinking, I'll go to the toilet first.

When I came out, I had a temporary idea to see if the suit was still there. I walked over to the closet and opened it. The light of the desk lamp is too dim, the wardrobe is black, and the suit itself is also black, so it is really difficult to distinguish it with your eyes. I took a step forward as I reached out and grabbed the sleeves of a few pieces of clothing, trying to pull them out to see.

It was at this time that the feeling of someone behind him in the dream last night came again. Unlike in the dream, this time the wardrobe was all dark, and I didn't see the shadow shaking like in the dream, which is not easy to describe, so it can be said that it is an intuition.

I didn't dare to move again, and secretly pinched my index finger with the nail of my right thumb, and a clear pain came, telling me that this was not another dream. At this time, I felt a flow of gas in my neck, as if someone was standing behind me, blowing gently on my neck, the key is that this gas is not warm, but cold......

The cool air made me shiver, and goosebumps rose all over my body. After a stalemate of about ten seconds, I decided to turn around and confirm, firstly, it was not a way to go on like this, and secondly, with the dream I had last night, I was also prepared for the worst, and I was mentally prepared.

I made up my mind, I didn't drag the mud and water, I just turned around, but the back was empty, and there was not a person with a bloody face standing like in a nightmare, it seemed that my intuition was wrong, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, the sudden flushing sound in the toilet startled me, and I looked over in surprise and saw Zhou Bing, who was wearing a white shirt and a red tie, walking out of the toilet.

"Were you standing behind me just now?" Things have come to this point, and I am no longer so polite to Zhou Bing.

Zhou Bing is actually one level older than me, because he is addicted to games and has too many courses, and he didn't graduate last year, so the school let him repeat the grade to our class. As a result, he still played games day and night, hardly went to class, did not like to communicate with us, and sometimes I wondered if he was suffering from autism. So, even though we were in the same dormitory, my relationship with him was actually quite average.

Originally, we had nothing to do with each other, but in the past two days, he has been wearing my clothes without permission, and his behavior has been a little strange, which has made me, an atheist, nervous, and naturally quite dissatisfied with him.

"Go to the bathroom." Again, he didn't answer the question, and he didn't look at me at all as he spoke, but walked back to his bedside and climbed up.

As he was crawling, I noticed a detail, he was barefoot, no wonder he got out of bed and walked behind me and went to the toilet just now I didn't hear the sound of walking at all.

Watching him get into bed, I felt a little familiar, and when he got into the bed, I remembered that he had climbed into bed like this when he came back from outside last night, and I didn't pay attention at the time, but now that I think about it, he didn't have shoes on his feet at that time!

This is a little strange, he is so neatly dressed, he is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, but his feet are bare, which is very incompatible, and in the middle of the night, it is not too cold to go out like this. Also, he slept in this costume last night, and still does, and I suspect he slept all day during the day today, and never got out of bed at all. I frowned, and there seemed to be more and more weirdness in Zhou Bing's body, one mystery after another.

When Zhou Bing fell asleep again, the room was quiet again, and I didn't have the heart to look at the suit in the closet anymore, so I turned off the lamp and climbed into bed. This time I slept facing outside, and when I opened my eyes, I could see Zhou Bing's movements. At the same time, I didn't take off my clothes just in case something might happen.

The wait is extremely painful, in this case I can't play with my mobile phone, and the workload in the real yàn room during the day is also quite large, and my body is a little tired, and after a while, I feel that my upper and lower eyelids are fighting, and when I get to the back, I purely rely on willpower to cheer up. Just when I couldn't stop my sleepiness with my hands pinching my thighs, there was finally a hint of movement in the static image of my half-open eyes, and I shuddered and held my breath.

I saw Zhou Bing on the opposite bed, slowly sat up, then got out of bed quietly, walked over to me, and I quickly closed my eyes. After a while, I heard the sound of the closet under my bed being opened, and I thought he wouldn't notice me now, so I quietly opened my eyes.

The moonlight pouring in from the window was even more dim than the light of the table lamp, and I couldn't see the expression on Zhou Bing's face clearly, I could only see him stretching out his hand and taking out a piece of clothing from the wardrobe and putting it on his body. When he was dressed, he straightened his tie again, as he had done the night before, and then his hands were down, and he stood motionless in front of the closet.

He looked like he was standing in front of a mirror admiring himself, but in fact, there was no mirror on the wardrobe door, and even if there was a mirror, it would not be usable in such an environment. I looked at him and felt my heart go to my throat.

This state did not last long, and after a while, he turned and walked towards the door, and then opened the door to his bedroom. When he went out, he looked back, and I was startled, thinking that he had found something, and quickly closed his eyes. It wasn't until there was a slight "click" that I opened my eyes again, and the bedroom door was closed.

I quickly sat up from the bed, crawled out of it, put on my shoes and walked to the back of the door. The cat's eyes on the door were black, it seemed that Zhou Bing didn't turn on the lights in the corridor, I put my ear to the door, there was no sound, and I remembered that he was barefoot. Sensing that he had already descended our floor, I hurriedly opened the door and chased him out.