"Zong Zhe, don't you want to leave?"

The hand holding the coffee cup trembled, Song Zhe turned his head and saw the half of the blurred figure at the door of the office, as one of the most parts of the company, the planning office is one of the few departments that occupies a full half of the corridor and a large office of nearly seven or eight hundred square meters, plus at the moment he only turned on the square lamp of his own part, so that he looked at the figure at the door for a long time before he recognized the other party as Tang Yixi of the same department. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh, I can't go!"

Putting down the coffee cup in his hand, Song Zhe lifted one of the documents that covered the table, knocked on the computer monitor, and said with a wry smile.

"Let's go back early!"

The figure lowered its head, a face more obscure in the dimness, and after a pause, turned to leave a word.

"Go back!"

While smiling wryly and taking another sip of strong coffee, Zong Zhe glanced at the bottom left corner of the table, 23:18.

As the leader of the city, ZTE Group is naturally not a general, but the corresponding workload is to let him taste the true taste of a leading enterprise at the beginning, overtime and zero rest are basically commonplace, especially in recent days, almost every day to toss until the early hours of the morning, if it is not for the regular exercise in college, this body really can't hold up.

"It's over early, so let's go home!"

Shaking his head, Zong Zhe muttered to himself and threw himself into the data in front of him again, and on the other side, at the door of the office, in the blind corner of Zong Zhe's vision, a figure stood tightly for about ten minutes before gradually fading away and disappearing into the darkness outside the door...

“Ta！ta... ta！”

The crispness of the heel stepping on the ground came from far and near, Zong Zhe frowned and picked up the coffee cup and wanted to take a sip, but found that the cup had already dried up, swallowed the dry throat and rubbed the slightly sour temples, and when the brain finally came back to his senses from the crash state of data analysis, the intermittent ta in his ears was becoming clearer and clearer, as if there was a young girl, wearing high heels and slowly flowing from the glass wall, etc...

Suddenly turned his head to look at the door of the office, the eyes that were still clear in the last second had been replaced by a pair of dead fish eyes full of bloodshot bulges, a sluggish look and a slight saliva at the corner of his mouth, Zong Zhe, who had completely fallen into a strange state, stood up directly after staring at the empty door for a long time, shook his hand and pushed the chair behind him to the back and staggered towards the door.

It's like some zombie ghosts in the prophecy of the end times, and it seems that the bones of the whole body are rusty and stiff, but the road of more than a hundred meters, Zong Zhe walked for three or four minutes before he moved most of the time, until the tata sound outside the glass wall suddenly became tight and sharp and loud, Zong Zhe trembled and sped up a few steps in vain, but the center of gravity that was already unstable was even more bumpy under the acceleration, but after ten or so steps away, he stumbled directly behind a basket of cardboard boxes, and the whole straight fell to the ground, and his head was even louder and the ground came to a Mars to hit the earth.

"Hmm... How am I, on the ground?"

Touching his forehead, Zong Zhe sat up slowly, glanced at the paper basket that was kicked over by himself at his feet, frowned and muttered in the next second, his face changed in vain, as if he remembered some extreme horror After shuddering coldly, he turned his head tremblingly and looked at the gate that was only ten meters away from him.

This section of the office is already some distance away from his desk, and the light scattered by the square lamp over there is already obscure to this side, especially the door in front of him, because the corridor lights have all been closed, and the fully open door is like a monster's bloody mouth, which easily swallows all light sources, but also exudes a strong weird and terrifying atmosphere? Smell and taste?!!

Covering his nose suddenly, Zong Zhe slowly moved back a few steps as he slowly got up, and a smell of blood that was so strong that it seemed like he was in a slaughterhouse was pouring in from outside the door.

Zong Zhe is not bold, although he has not tried ghost movies in the middle of the night, but watching and experiencing it are fundamentally different things, which is why he immediately covered his mouth, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his voice, etc... Footsteps !!!

In my memory, it should be the culprit and the weirdest high-heeled footsteps, but at this moment, there was no sound, and he turned his head suddenly, his gaze immediately froze in the next second of transfer, his face almost instantly receded all blood, and in his pupils, a face that was so white that it was almost translucent was against him, almost touching his face at the moment, the top of his nose, ghost?!!

"Ghost .. Uh..."

The second half of the scream turned into a painful and terrifying choking sound, a long scarlet tongue had wrapped around his neck and hung it up lightly, no matter how Zong Zhe's hands grabbed and tore it, he didn't let go, and in just a few breaths, the strength of the desperate struggle weakened, his eyes spit out violently, and his hands were softened, and the last thing he saw was two lines of porcelain-white tears flowing under the dark eyes of the seemingly female ghost opposite.

"Yes, are you dead..."

"So I'm hiding here!!"

As soon as the darkness of death unfolded, it faded away in an instant like the darkness of the morning light, and at the same time as a piercing scream suddenly came from his ears, a gentle male voice magically suppressed all the strange sounds and passed into Zong Zhe's ears, but the first thing that his mind was active again was to suddenly open his eyes and bow his head and vomit.

"It's okay, just throw up if you want to!"

Although he vomited, he was actually unable to take out anything, and then even the bile was about to pour out, and his whole body was still filled with a sense of nausea, and then he thought of the current crisis, Zong Zhe couldn't bear to shut up and look up at the next moment, he was almost scared to suffocate himself, and the overlapping white cloth wrapping was stuck to the ground from top to bottom, in which a pair of dead white naked feet could be vaguely seen, and along the white cloth up, it was an inexplicably familiar miserable white female grimace, still two lines of white tears hanging under the dark eyes, so the next moment Zong Zhe found that he almost ended up with his female ghost just now, and he rotated directly at this moment, Just like just now, he was dropped by the neck of the master with a hand, and the moment he was angry, the nausea came up again, but he just wanted to look at his own person with his hand, plus he was embarrassed to vomit in front of the other party again, and he just turned his head with a face full of iron, and he heard the warm sound from beside him, and the next moment he couldn't help it anymore, and he vomited desperately.

"No, I'm sorry!"

Rao thought he was thick-skinned and vomited all over the ground Zongzhe also blushed a little embarrassed when he stood up, and then skipped the female ghost and looked at his savior while talking.

"It's okay! After being infected, being able to spit it out as soon as possible is the best way to deal with it!"

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the young man in front of him, who was dressed in simple and casual clothes, shook off the female ghost in his hand, and said to Zongzhe, who was still a little scared and couldn't help but retreat.