The wind of the air conditioner was blowing gently, Li Qing sat on the bed, lazily peeling melon seeds, and a wall-mounted TV on the wall opposite the bed occupied one-half, in addition, there was only a simple set of tables and chairs in the room, and a wardrobe. This is Li Qing's own design, she likes the feeling of a movie theater, especially this kind of private, feeling very bourgeoisie. She even thought that if she got married, the first condition was to design her own bedroom, which was exactly the same as now.

Thinking of getting married, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, tomorrow there was a blind date arranged by my mother's club, and she wanted to have dinner with a strange man, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps.

In order to divert this bad feelings, she changed a channel and changed to a horror movie. In order to fit this atmosphere, she specially turned the lights very weak, and almost only the fluorescent screen in the room was shining.

When the lights dimmed, she regretted it, but her stubborn personality still made her decide to watch it, just hugged a pillow in her arms, and clutched it tighter and tighter as the plot developed.

The tense atmosphere made her feel a little thirsty, reached out and groped for the water cup on the table, and accidentally knocked the skin of the melon seeds to the ground.

"Oh!" Li Qing patted her head, cleaning was considered by her to be a woman's shackles, she sometimes thought that when she got married, she must find a man who likes to do this job, and the image of a man pinching orchid fingers popped out of her head, and she called her sister in a milky voice. While the palm was still on her face, she slapped herself viciously, this kind of man was taken out, and she had to be laughed to death by her group of female men and sisters, she had to hope that her mother would be in a good mood to help her deal with it.

Finally touched the water glass, drank the water in one gulp, and even heard the sound of his own satisfaction in the silence.

Wait a minute...... Quiescence! Li Qing noticed that something was wrong, I don't know when, the TV actually stopped sounding, and even the air conditioner was frighteningly quiet.

Perhaps, he accidentally pressed the mute button, and after staying for more than ten seconds, Li Qing comforted herself and went to the table to fumble for the remote control.

A low, clear click made Li Qing's outstretched arm freeze in mid-air, that is...... The sound of the soles of her shoes stepping on the skin of broken melon seeds, this thought instantly made her break out in a cold sweat.

There was no one in the room, and she could still be sure of it with the light of the screen, but what was the noise? Could it be a rat?

"Mom!" Li Qing screamed and jumped up, fortunately it was summer, which was very convenient.

The 'click-click' thing also moved as Li Qing jumped, which made her even more convinced that there was an uninvited guest in the house.

Slowly grabbing the pillow, not to give this 'thing' a fatal blow, but just to scare it away.

Slowly bent down, half-kneeling and squatting on the bed, took a few deep breaths to steady the affection, and then lifted the pillow high, and temporarily changed a book that was originally under the pillow, after all, I still need a pillow at night, and if I hit myself, I will be nauseous, and it will be uncomfortable to hit the ground.

Turn on the bedside lamp, and then carefully poke your head out, except for the melon seed skins scattered on the ground, there is only your own reflection on the smooth floor.

The mood has not yet stabilized, looking at her reflection at this time, Li Qing can't help but feel a little afraid, is that really her own face, just so dark, eyebrows and eyes.

Just when she looked at her reflection, a gust of cold wind blew on her back, it was obviously not the coolness of the air conditioner, mixed with a little clammy cold, maybe it would be more appropriate to use the cold, Li Qing suddenly thought of the story that her grandmother had told, and the story said that all unclean things passing by will always bring a cold wind, right? Li Qing didn't dare to think about it, but her thinking was unusually clear, as a doctor, she would never blow the air conditioner at herself, so there was a problem with the cold wind.

Li Qing kept her posture like that, not daring to move, she finally understood why the air conditioner didn't make a sound, because it had stopped at all. The heat hit instantly, and the cool air on her back tortured her at the same time, and cold sweat and hot sweat flowed down her arms together.

She struggled to move, only to find that her hands and feet were no longer obedient, and at this time, the cool air on her back became heavier and heavier, and gradually took shape, like a hand.

Li Qing almost exerted all her strength, turned her head a few centimeters, and her eyes were just on the wall with the TV, and in an instant, the blood in her body stopped flowing, completely stunned.

Unlike just now, in addition to the body, even the mind is frozen at this moment.

The main character on the screen is herself, to be precise, her current live broadcast.

The horror made the whole face a little hideous, and what made her feel even more devastated was that there was a pair of snow-white arms hanging from her neck on the screen, and the unclear face on the smooth floor was not front at all, so she couldn't see clearly, it was the back of the head full of black hair, and the person was hanging on top of her in this strange posture.

This is not over, at the moment when Li Qing was about to scream, the man suddenly began to rotate in a spiral, his arm instantly twisted into a twist, but his face turned to the front and pressed against Li Qing's eyes.

At this time, you don't need to look at the screen to see the face clearly, with full of malice as if smiling, the eyes are black, you can't distinguish the eyeballs and the whites of the eyes, and more than half of the cheeks are rotten.

The palms hanging on her neck opened, and the scarlet nails flashed in front of her eyes, and the next moment they grabbed her neck and tightened, the nails almost burrowed into the flesh, and Li Qing couldn't make a sound even if she wanted to.

Little by little, she lost consciousness, and she finally passed out.

I don't know how long it took, Li Qing woke up, hurriedly picked up the pillow, curled up in the corner of the bed, and looked around the whole room in horror.

The air conditioning was still on, and the horror movie on the TV was over, and an old comedy was playing.

Touching his neck, without the slightest scar, he got out of bed and looked at the mirror on the wardrobe, Li Qing was stunned, was it a dream just now? Yes, it must be, it seems that in the future, before going to bed, I will watch less horror movies, there is an old saying, you love to watch, and ghosts love to watch it.

Rubbing his temples, Li Qing turned back, turned halfway, the 'click' sound in the dream sounded harshly, and it was louder than in the dream, Li Qing sat on the ground, and at the parallel place of his gaze, a naked and whitish little boy squatted on the ground and jumped up to check the scattered melon seed skins, and under Li Qing's wide eyes, he suddenly stuffed all of them into his mouth, and chewed them all up.

After devouring, the little boy raised his head, just slightly smaller than the face he saw in the dream, with black eye holes, a smile that seemed to be smiling, as if he had found a delicacy, and suddenly pounced on Li Qing.