On the 18th floor of the Global Building in the commercial center of City A, the lights are still on in the office room of Qihang New Media Communication Co., Ltd., and the office of Nuoda is empty, only Dang Xiaowu is in front of the computer to put the finishing touches on the manuscript to be sent tomorrow.

Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief, and after making sure that it was correct, she sent the manuscript to the supervisor, and immediately hurriedly packed her things.

Turn off the computer, grab your bag and rush all the way to the elevator, knocking over the potted plants on other people's desks on the way.

When I left the company gate, I took a quick look at the wall clock, 11:45.

Today is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the Midyear Festival, commonly known as the Ghost Festival, everyone knows that there will be a hundred ghosts today, and she should go home early if she has nothing to do, she should really say "no" to the work that does not belong to her.

Had to get back home as soon as possible, outside she didn't know what she would see.

Dang Xiaowu took out the peach cross hanging around his neck and clenched it tightly in his hand, and his heart began to tremble uncontrollably.

Entering the elevator, Dang Xiaowu pressed the button on the 1st floor, in all modern ghost movies, the elevator is an indispensable thriller place, especially in the dead of night.

Dang Xiaowu clutched the cross tightly, staring at the countdown of the floors on the monitor.

The elevator stopped on the 12th floor, Dang Xiaowu looked at the slowly opening elevator door, and her heart almost jumped out, there was no one outside the door, she raised her hand and was about to press the close button.

Suddenly, a young man ran in from the side, and he was startled when he saw someone in the elevator, but then regained his composure and nodded with a smile at Dang Xiaowu.

The young man was dressed in a white sweatshirt, his facial features were handsome, he looked sunny and healthy, and the shadow under his feet was also very clear, Dang Xiaowu silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Which company are you? I didn't get off work so late. The young man asked her.

Dang Xiaowu lowered his head and whispered: "New media on the 18th floor." ”

"Heh, no matter how much money this kind of company gives me, I won't go."

Dang Xiaowu didn't speak, and of course she wouldn't tell a stranger how hard it took her to get a job.

Arriving on the first floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, Dang Xiaowu ran out of the gate at a speed of 100 meters.

The young man stared at her back in amazement, and as he stepped out of the elevator, he looked around: Is there a fire somewhere?

Dang Xiaowu stood on the side of the road to take a taxi, and the taxi seemed to be hiding from the Ghost Festival, and there was not a single one.

She was really about to cry, and when she was in a hurry, a Porsche sports car stopped in front of her, and the young man's head poked out of the window, "Where are you?" I'll give you a ride. ”

Dang Xiaowu was stunned, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, she pulled the car door and sat down, "No. 40 Renmin Road, next to the theater, please hurry up, please." ”

The young man said, "Very well." The Porsche rushed out.

"You young girl dare to get into a stranger's car so late, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

"Bad guys are at least human beings." Dang Xiaowu whispered.

"At first glance, you have no social experience, and some bad people are not human beings if they are bad."

Porsche barely stopped at the green light all the way on the empty street, and arrived quickly under the guidance of Dang Xiaowu, she hurriedly said thank you, opened the door and got out of the car, and rushed into the courtyard gate of the community.

The young man was stunned again, sat there stunned for a long time, and touched the steering wheel, "Did I drive a fake sports car?" Or is she blind? ”

In the corridor on the third floor, Dang Xiaowu was trembling at the door and took the key to open the door, and a black shadow gradually appeared beside her, looking at her with some confusion and grimacing at her.

Dang Xiaowu turned a blind eye and tried to aim the key at the keyhole, and the fluttering black shadow laughed twice: You can see me, don't pretend.

The door opened, Dang Xiaowu entered the door and closed the door with her backhand, closing the black shadow outside, she turned on all the lights in the room, stared at the charm posted on the door frame, and then sat down on the ground with a weak body, crying bitterly.

After crying enough, she convulsed and spread out her palms, the mahogany cross had left a deep mark on the palm of her hand, and she felt the pain in hindsight.

She pulled lightly at the top of the cross, and a small mahogany sword was drawn. She looked at the little peachwood sword and said, "Why doesn't it work anymore?" You should protect me! As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed a few more tears.

When she first saw the cross at a stall in the antique street, she was amazed by this design, and her first reaction was that it was so funny.

But after holding it in her hand and pulling out the small peachwood sword, she decided to buy it.

Song Jiaqi looked at it on the side and said: What are you buying this thing for? Can it really help you ward off evil spirits?

Except for Song Jiaqi, no one knew that Dang Xiaowu could see ghosts.

She said, "I don't know, just put it on and try it, in case it works."

She hadn't taken it off for five years, and she hadn't really seen anything from the age of 19 to now.

She thought she would finally be able to live an ordinary life like most people, but since last month, things have returned to the way they were.

She looked up at the charm on the doorframe, and Limber's broad smile appeared in front of her.

He knew that he would soon die, and before leaving, he gave her the charm and said to her, "Put it on the doorframe, and those things won't come in, and you can at least get a good night's sleep." Remember, I'll always protect you. ”