In the gazebo, I was the only one left.

The dozen or so ghosts that surrounded me just now have all run away.

There was still a chill behind him, and there was a strange smell in the air.

I had a bad feeling that something terrible might be behind me.

Otherwise, the old man wouldn't have shown that expression.

I didn't dare to turn around immediately, and I was so nervous that I broke out in a cold sweat.

The white porcelain bowl was clenched tightly in his hand.

I've heard people say before that if there's something dirty standing behind you, you can't turn back right away.

Because the three fires above the head will be extinguished.

Dirty stuff will bite you on the neck at this time.

I don't know if it's true or not, but now I really don't dare to turn back.

However, I gradually noticed that the smell in the air seemed familiar.

The smell was slight, but it smelled like formalin.

It's very similar to the weird smell on my ex-girlfriend Xiaoyu.

I was shocked and had a bold guess.

Subconsciously asked:

"Xiaoyu, is that you?"

Although I already know that Xiaoyu, who has been with me for more than a year, is not human.

But Xiaoyu and I were together again, except for asking me for coins, they never hurt me.

I don't know why she asked me to use up the coins or why she broke up with me in a hurry.

But at least, when we're together, I have genuine feelings for her.

I shouted, but there was no response.

On the contrary, the coldness and smell are gradually weakening.

I'm not 100% sure if it's a light rain.

I could only squeeze the white porcelain bowl in my hand, very nervous, and turned my head a little bit.

If there is really anything abnormal, I will be able to call him a white porcelain bowl.

But when I turned my head a little bit.

But I found that there was nothing behind me, except for the swaying green willows by the lake, the empty roadway and the dim street lamps, and there was only the drizzle......

Don't talk about the little rain man, I haven't seen a ghost.

I stood in the empty gazebo, listening to the sound of the rain, my eyes widening and scanning my surroundings.

Except for the sound of rain and wind, everything seemed so silent.

stood nervously for a while, and finally sat weakly in the middle of the gazebo, holding such a white porcelain bowl in his hand, suffering silently.

It didn't take long for another smell to fill the air.

A fishy smell, like the smell of rotten fish and shrimp.

As soon as this smell appeared, my face changed instantly, and I hurriedly squatted down.

Because I smelled this smell before, it was the kind of smell that appeared when Zhang Qiang came to me.

I crouched in the gazebo and looked around with wide eyes, especially the lake not far away.

Under the dim street lamp, I vaguely noticed that there was really a figure slowly crawling out of the water.

It looked very hard, and the water seemed to be so sticky that it had to use all its might.

It took him a while to crawl out of the lake.

Then he stood by the lake, shook off his clothes, and began to walk towards me.

A dark shadow, I can't see clearly.

But as the figure got closer, the smell grew stronger.

And the figure is becoming more and more familiar.

I didn't dare to look up, just squatted in the gazebo and watched.

After a while, the man walked in.

He was wet all over, and his face was very pale, which was very different from the dirty things in the gazebo before, and his sallow complexion.

When he got closer, I could see what he was looking like.

The mouth is big and the eyes are small, and the plate is a big face, which looks a little puffy.

It was my roommate Zhang Qiang, who had drowned not long ago.

He was so worried about his feet, let the rain fall on him, and limped towards the gazebo.

I was surprised, didn't this thing just come?

How is it back now? Am I exposed?

Didn't dare to go out, it was still raining outside.

Thinking about what to do next.

Zhang Qiang stopped.

Just staring at the gazebo motionlessly.

I was afraid that he would see me, so I turned my back and covered my face with my arm.

Only with the corner of his eye, he stared at him.

He just stood in the rain, not moving or speaking.

But the fishy smell emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, and it almost made me sick several times.

Maybe for more than ten minutes, he suddenly said to me in the gazebo without emotion:

"Jiang Ning, why didn't you go back to the dormitory so late? The teacher asked me to call you back! ”

When I heard this, I was shocked at first.

Surprised if he recognized me.

But after hearing the latter sentence, my eyes narrowed slightly.

The teacher asked him to call me back?

It's a big off-track.

You're dead, which teacher can let you call me?

If I'm so stupid to listen to him, I deserve to die.

I ignored him and continued to squat in the gazebo.

Compared with Zhang Qiang's words of the drowned ghost, I believe the words of the delivery boy who died in a car accident.

Zhang Qiang, who was standing outside the pavilion, saw that I didn't reply, and suddenly walked a few steps to my side.

Seeing him approaching, I was extremely nervous and squeezed the white porcelain bowl in my hand.

If you are recognized, then fight with him.

It doesn't matter if it's fierce or not, anyway, I can't just tie my hands and let this grandson kill me.

Just when I was highly nervous and ready to do anything.

Zhang Qiang stopped at the entrance of the pavilion and tilted his head slightly.

Then some of them said to me:

"Oh! You turned out to be a begging for food.

I thought you were my roommate! ”

After speaking, Zhang Qiang turned around so mechanically.

Limp and tiptoe to the lake.

And as he walked, he whispered:

"Where did he go? If you can't find anyone, how can you tell the teacher when you go back? It's annoying! ”

His back faded away, and I couldn't hear his voice clearly.

I don't know what he said to himself later......

But I always feel it.

Compared with last night, Zhang Qiang, in addition to the fishy smell, has also become a little demented.

It's as if he didn't even understand if he was dead?