At the first glance of this text, Gu Yingying, a college student holding a saxophone in her arms, suddenly felt a chill coming from behind her.

Wind?

She hurriedly turned her head, but behind her there was only the unpruned nursery, and the jumble branches were motionless, and there was no evening breeze from behind.

Frowning slightly, Gu Yingying was about to turn her head and continue to look at her phone.

But just as her gaze swept over the bushes, Gu Yingying caught a glimpse of a miserable white face looking at her in the deep bushes.

Gurgle-

Gu Yingying's heart stopped beating for half a beat, and she immediately rubbed her eyes, finding that it was just an illusion composed of mottled shadows of trees.

Turning her head, Gu Yingying found that Qiao Du was staring at her seriously, a little embarrassed.

She cleared her throat in a pretended gesture and put away her phone.

"It's late, I'll go back to the dormitory first, and I'll see it in the evening."

Gu Yingying didn't look at Qiao Du's eyes.

"Mm-hmm, no problem, it's okay to watch it at night."

Qiao Du was not in a hurry.

What should come will always come.

I can't brush it during the day, and I'm scared at night.

Gu Yingying packed up her musical instrument, left the river with the box on her back, walked on the subway, and took two stops to Jiangcheng University, where she studied.

When she went to the cafeteria to eat, wash, and lie down on the bed as usual, Gu Yingying remembered the Shudong network account that she followed in the evening.

opened the Shudong APP, and she found that there were a few more fans on this account, and she didn't know if Qiao Du was dragging people by the river to press their heads to get attention.

Gu Yingying clicked on the long picture and continued to read.

The story is very simple, that is, "I" is a psychiatrist, and one day I received a consultation, and the other party said that he had such and such a problem, and hoped that the doctor would come to the door for treatment, and "I" found out that the patient worked in a funeral home.

To be honest, in Gu Yingying's opinion, it is also a passing level of language, and most of the descriptions are plain and straightforward.

But looking at it, Gu Yingying felt a little cold around her, and couldn't help but pull the quilt onto her body.

Moreover, although the text is white, the sense of inexplicable substitution is very high, and when the people in the story are talking, Gu Yingying even feels that the words are ringing in her ears.

"Doctor, I see you."

The moment she saw this line of text, Gu Yingying's mobile phone vibrated a little, and WeChat prompted her to receive a picture.

"it!"

Gu Yingying shuddered, so frightened that her phone almost hit her face.

She immediately checked WeChat and found that it was a picture of a sand sculpture posted in a friend group.

Gu Yingying couldn't laugh.

She set WeChat to DND mode and continued to read the story.

I don't know what kind of magic this short article has, Gu Yingying only feels as if she is in that cold and lonely funeral parlor with strange rules, only a strange security guard stays with her, there seems to be something around, and there seems to be nothing.

Gu Yingying soon saw a power outage, and the security guards went out to check, and only their own passages were left in the house.

At this time, the protagonist of the short essay was already aware, and there was a sound of metal dragging on the ground outside the door, and then-

Knock –

There was a knock on the door, and Gu Yingying suddenly found that this voice was not her fantasy, but really existed.

Knock –

A dull knock came from the direction of the dormitory door, but all four people in the dormitory were already lying on the bed, and who was knocking on the door at this lights-out point?

Gu Yingying, who was closest to the door, gasped, because she was sleeping on the top bunk, and through the window on the door, she seemed to see a man in a security uniform standing at the door.

How can there be men in this girls' dormitory?

Suddenly, Gu Yingying felt that her heart was beating wildly, her eardrums were buzzing, and she had goosebumps, and she didn't dare to move.

"Who?"

It wasn't until the roommate across from the bedroom asked that the person outside the door spoke.

"Hey, have you finished your homework, lend me a look."

It turned out to be a classmate from the dormitory next door.

Gu Yingying looked carefully again, there was indeed a girl outside the door, and she was probably dazzled before.

"Scare yourself ......"

She said this about herself.

By the time the girl had left with her homework, the door to the dormitory had just closed.

Bang Bang –

The entire building suddenly went dark, and there was a chorus of boos on campus.

It's eleven o'clock, and the lights go out.

Gu Yingying's eyes adjusted to the darkness, she didn't read the article, but glanced at the dormitory.

The other three were all playing with their phones, and the fluorescent light hit their faces, making them look extremely white.

Gu Yingying swallowed her saliva, curled up, and continued reading.

Unconsciously, she seemed to have really come to the funeral home, and was chased by the hideous and terrifying security guards, and there was a knock on the freezer door from the morgue, which made Gu Yingying's blood become cold and her breathing became short.

Countless hands reached out from the wall and grabbed Gu Yingying's shoulders, arms, thighs, and ankles.

She felt a chill on her ankles, and subconsciously moved her feet, realizing that there was really a hand grabbing her foot.

"Hastily !!"

Gu Yingying couldn't help but curse, her whole body trembled like an electric shock, she jumped up and leaned back desperately, until her back was against the cold wall.

Her muscles spasmed, her mouth opened and closed, but she could no longer make any sound, and people could not scream in extreme fear and stimulation.

Gu Yingying's eyes moved, and in the dark bedroom, she only saw through the dim light that the roommate in the next bed was sitting at the head of the bed in amazement, and her hand was still on Gu Yingying's quilt.

"You're okay, I'll tease you, it's not intentional......"

The roommate obviously didn't expect Gu Yingying to react so much, and she was stunned for a while.

Gu Yingying was frightened, and when she saw that the other three people had climbed up and looked at her, all of a sudden, the little girl's mood collapsed, her nose was sore, tears immediately poured out, her shoulders twitched, and she couldn't stop.

The roommate in the next bed originally wanted to comfort her, but as soon as she got closer, Gu Yingying immediately trembled, as if it was not her classmate, but the vicious and cruel security guard, the corpses that were withering and screaming.

"No, don't come here!"

Wails rang out in the dormitory.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock that the dormitory building finally quieted down, and Gu Yingying finally stopped a little, she had used up a whole pack of tissues.

In fact, she is much better if she can cry, emotions always need to be vented, if you can't release it, hold it in your heart, it will lead to problems.

Lying back on the bed, Gu Yingying glanced at her phone.

There is still one last bit of the story to be finished.

She was curious.

And scared.

In this dark dormitory, everyone lay down and prepared for bed, no one talked, only the sound of slight breathing.

Swallowing her saliva, her curiosity still made Gu Yingying look at the phone screen.

She saw that in the ending, "I" seemed to have solved the problem and found the root of the funeral home's problem, the sun rose, and everything was full of hope.

With a sigh of relief, Gu Yingying found that there was still the last tail.

Then she read that the message sent by "I" casually made a prompt ring in the crowd.

Buzz –

Gu Yingying's phone vibrated at the same time.

She didn't even have time to confirm what kind of application prompt it was, and her whole body fainted, and her consciousness sank into the deep sea.

In her dream, Gu Yingying seemed to have experienced a lot, she saw the cold and desolate funeral home, the roaring crematorium, the cold and stiff corpse, and the crazy security guard who chased her in the corridor with a crowbar.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and found that it was only one o'clock in the middle of the night, and she had only slept for an hour.

Tossing and turning because of the nightmare, Gu Yingying lit up her mobile phone, and saw that there were still people chatting in the high school classmate group, so she sent a sentence.

[Gu Yingying]: I read a terrifying short story and couldn't sleep.

[Zhao Yuanyang]: What is the short story, is it really so scary?

One of the classmates who was chatting asked casually.

Seeing this, a different kind of emotion suddenly emerged in Gu Yingying's heart.

Yes, why am I the only one who is scared to cry, and why am I the only one who has insomnia because of this story?

She thought about it, and suddenly, the corners of her mouth opened an arc, and then forwarded the tree hole to the group.

[Gu Yingying]: That's it.