Vero's reason for choosing one is actually very simple, according to herself: every option looks uncomfortable anyway, so it's better to choose something that is not only scary, but at least eye-catching—and importantly, whether it's "mom" or "kid", it feels like a regular in horror movies, right?

After the male voice of the questionnaire disappeared, the two did not dare to speak for a while, and waited quietly for a few minutes, but the store was quiet and nothing happened.

"I've seen it in the last twenty-four hours, it doesn't necessarily mean that it will appear now, right?" Vero himself thought of this, and let out a long breath and said, "Eh, I want to see what kind of handsome and handsome method it is."

"Are you disappointed," Ai Weili couldn't help but say, "How do you know that the man with the face before is not a handsome guy in the eyes of these ghosts?" ”

"Then what credibility does this questionnaire have," Vero actually discussed seriously, "at least there must be a certain common cognitive basis to get valuable answers, right?" ”

"It's all bumpering, who told you about statistical science."

"But I'm not a ghost."

"I also think that such a simple explanation as 'ghost' can't-" Vero stopped abruptly halfway through.

The two of them, sitting side by side behind the cash register, stared at each other at the moment, neither dared to speak, no one dared to turn their heads.

The voice sounded sweetly from behind the two of them again, and Ai Weili could even feel the stirring slightly hot air, which was rushing to the back of her neck along with the man's words, causing her hair to stand up.

It's not the same as the heat that people breathe when they speak. It's more like the kind of heat you sometimes feel on your bare legs when you walk down an open sewer in the summer — muddy, heavy, sticky, rotten.

"Why don't you look back at me?" The man, who didn't know what kind of strange accent he had, asked in a tone that seemed to be very attractive, "Didn't you two look forward to seeing me just now?" ”

It was already reluctant to be able to squeeze two people side by side behind the cash register; The two of them filled the space behind the cash register, and behind it were shelves for expensive cigarettes and alcohol, where was the man standing and talking?

As if no one had turned his head obediently, the man couldn't wait any longer, and slowly stretched his head out, gradually between the two, over the side of their faces, and stopped.

At least, Ai Weili thought that it was the man's head sticking out of his shoulder.

Her body seemed to freeze, and it was almost impossible to turn her neck; She tried her best, but she could only force herself to turn her eyes and look at the man from the afterglow-

But she saw nothing.

Gone?

Ai Weili's heart perked, and he finally twisted his neck; Vero also happened to look over at this time. When they finally saw what was between them, they were stunned—not out of fear, but out of bewilderment.

What's this?

a flesh-colored rectangle, floating in the middle of their gaze; A thin, vertical line attached to the end of the rectangle. Through the flesh-colored rectangle, Ai Weili could still see Wei Luo's equally puzzled face, only a few dozen centimeters away from her.

"What" Vero opened the two words, and something in between the two moved.

As the flesh-colored rectangle gradually sank into a line of bends, the line attached to the end slowly moved, becoming wider and wider, and the part exposed to Ai Weili became larger and larger, turning into a flat face like paper.

Ai Weili finally understood - the line just now turned out to be the side of this "face"; In other words, the profile of the person's face is only as thin as a piece of paper, so it looks like a line.

By the time she realized this, she couldn't hold back her screams.

"We're meeting again," the flat-faced man said affectionately with a smile on Ai Weili.

His blonde hair was squiggly drawn with yellow paint, and his black pen traced the borders of his eyes, with a pair of blue pupils drawn in the sockets. The shape of his chin was cut to a point, as if it could pierce human skin; When he laughed, there was no rise or fall on the paper-like face, only the two bright red corners of the mouth, which gradually rose like a spreading oil paint, making the white space on the paper gradually shrink.

There was a muffled "bang", which startled Ai Weili, and his eyes couldn't help but flash to the back of the man's head.

It was because of this glance that she found that the man's body was also a thin piece of paper, cut into the shape of a man's upper body, and a light blue shirt was drawn on the paper; In the narrow space between the two of them and the cigarette and alcohol racks, of course, a piece of paper could be easily inserted—or a piece of paper.

And the person who made the muffled sound was none other than Vero.

She sat at the exit of the cash register, and with a paper-like head floating on her shoulder, she didn't try to stand up at all, but leaned sideways to the side with her feet, and fell to the ground with her chair. As soon as the Vero touched the ground, he quickly crawled a few steps outside, then bent over and grabbed the leg of the chair.

"Go back to your Qingming Festival!"

With a roar of rage, Vero picked up the chair in the air and slammed it into the chest of the paper man—the piece of paper with the light blue shirt was bent and bent in an instant, and his face was involuntarily pulled away from Ai Weili's face.

"Hurry," called Vero, "come out!" ”

Ai Weili didn't feel his hands and feet at all, and he didn't know what he was doing at all, so he threw himself on the ground completely by instinct, crawled over the ground behind the cash register with his hands and feet, and quickly crawled behind Wei Luo; The chair in Wei Luo's hand was long gone at this moment, so he grabbed Ai Weili, pulled her up and ran.

However, as soon as they rushed to the door, they all stopped in unison.

Run? Where to run?

The outside of the door was like a real darkness, still clinging to the door, as if eager to seep in through the glass. The reflection of the two of them on the door, pale and panicked, looked like small insects trapped in the darkness.

"Backdoor—"

As soon as Ai Weili turned around, he happened to meet the face of the paper man. A paper face with blonde hair and blue eyes blocked the light from her vision; In the darkness, she could only stiffly watch the other person's face get closer and closer—it wasn't until Vero suddenly grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away a few steps that Ai Weili staggered into the shelves.

"Why are you stunned," called Verro, looking back at the paper man, as he ran, "Don't be touched by him!" Don't you see my chair? ”

The feet of the paper man are also drawn on the ends of two long pieces of paper, and he does not step on the "face" on the ground at all; One moment with his left foot pointing forward, the next with his right foot facing forward, he had come to the two of them unhurriedly just by the transformation of the image on the paper.

"Huh?" Ai Weili can only squeeze out this one word.

"You don't see where the chair I used to pick him up?"

"I didn't—"

Vero jerked to his feet and reached for a can from the shelf. "Look," she said, raising her hand and throwing the can at the paper man.

Like any paper hit by a heavy object, the man's chest bent inward. The can fell from his thin and flat chest, but Ai Weili never heard the sound of the can falling to the ground—because the can did not fall to the ground; Floored, not canned.

Knowing that the man's toes were still alternating towards them, Ai Weili couldn't help but cast his gaze on the ground.

Where the can should have fallen, there was only a fluttering piece of paper at the moment; If she read it correctly, the piece of paper also had the name "Dongsheng Spicy Meat Sauce Canned, 147g" written on it. Although she couldn't see the dense small words below, she could guess the content - the nutrition labels, food ingredients, and manufacturers on the canned food did not seem to have been left behind.

"Don't look at it," Vero regained her senses, "why don't you run faster!" ”

Ai Weili followed closely behind her, and the two hurriedly circled the convenience store and ran in the direction of the back door; In order to stop the man's footsteps, she grabbed something from the shelf and threw it at him from time to time—the goods turned into pieces of paper on the ground, barely giving them three or five steps of breathing space.

Wei Luo threw herself at the door of an iron door, and pressed the doorknob hard, and she suddenly sweated in a hurry: "Locked!" ”

"The button below, just unscrew it," Ai Weili desperately grabbed the things on the shelf, and smashed it at the paper man, trying to buy a few seconds for Verrodo: "Hurry up, he's coming!" ”

With the sound of "click", Wei Luo breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly dodged out the door, and did not forget to turn around and urge: "Come out quickly!" ”

As soon as Ai Weili said "yes", a thought slipped into his mind.

Wait, did she lock the door before?

Didn't you?

At that time, she was in a state of confusion and fear that she had never felt in her life, her mind was a mess, and she didn't even think of locking the door—wait, Ai Weili raised her eyes and quickly glanced at the light gray door. Is the back door the one? There is only one back door for employees...... It's white.

"Hurry up," Vero said to her, standing in the half-open iron door, as if he didn't dare to show his back to the alley, and didn't dare not look at the convenience store.

"Vero," Ai Weili called out urgently, "Come back, this isn't-"

"Yes," the paper man's sweet voice sounded from his shoulder. "Come back soon," he said, leaning over the half-open doorway; In Ai Weili's afterglow, a piece of white paper grew larger and larger, blocking the crack in the door. "It's so unsafe ...... outside"

"Let's go!"

Behind the door that Ai Weili couldn't see, blocked by the paper man, Vero shouted a loud shout.

As soon as the words fell, she slammed the back door slammed shut, just stopping the outstretched hand of the paper man; The impact also shook Ai Weili to her senses, and she ran away without waiting for the paper man to look back at her.

"Vero," Ai Weili shouted as he ran, "I'll lure him away, and you come back quickly!" ”

There was no response outside the door.

When she ran around the store for half a lap and switched back to the back door of the staff, a white door stood silently in the shadows, and there was no Vero.

As if he heard Ai Weili's footsteps running close to the door, someone knocked lightly behind the door—as if he was not sure of his mind, and withdrew his hand as soon as he touched the door.

"Vero?" Ai Weili asked in a trembling voice.

There was silence outside the back door, and a second later, there was a soft, almost imperceptible tap. Inside the store, the slight sound of tissue pieces of paper brushing against the tile floor was already close to her.

Ai Weili seemed to be in the extreme cold, and every movement took her great strength.

"Vero?" She pressed the doorknob and pushed it open, her voice unconsciously carrying a hint of crying.

For the first time, she noticed that Vero was wearing a pair of Nike sneakers.

The shoe was now dangling under a pair of calves, which dangled under the doorframe, and were pushed out by the door, and then swung back again, as if trying to knock on the door, and swayed before her eyes. The ankles exposed under the rotten jeans, the complexion is gray and iron-blue, and the pants and shoes are covered with black mud and dead leaves, and the dirt traces the logo in a hook.

She didn't dare look up.

Upstairs from the convenience store is the apartment that Apan gave her a temporary place to live.

"I said, it's dangerous out there." A sweet male voice rang out against Ai Weili.

Friends, after twelve o'clock in the night, I came.

It's going to be updated in the future.,What do you think?

It's scary, it's scary not for a few days, the convenience store is very short, and it will be more complete in April.

(End of chapter)