There are many ghosts when the night comes, and people who violate taboos are demons.

"President, I beg you, you just promise to let me resign, otherwise I'm really going to collapse, you know, I feel like I'm surrounded by those dirty things now, and not only that, but they will go with me wherever I go, I beg you to let me continue to write, I'm really going crazy!" In the office of the president of the magazine "Half of the Night", Zhong Xia, the author in charge of one of the sections, pleaded bitterly with the president with his resignation report.

The president's mood was much calmer than Zhong Xia's, he took a sip of tea and put Zhong Xia's resignation report aside, waved his hand and motioned for Zhong Xia to sit down, and then said earnestly: "Zhong Xia, you are the mainstay of our company, it can be said that the magazine "Half of the Night Corpse" is so popular because of your works, and the treatment given to you by the club is five times that of ordinary employees! Of course, this is also what you deserve, and there must always be a reward for your efforts! So what about Zhong Xia's resignation for the time being, now is the time when the sales of "Night Companion Corpse" magazine are booming, don't you want to dismantle my platform now? I hope you can also understand me, okay?"

"It's really not that I don't understand you, and I know that it's really not the right time to quit at this time, but I really can't hold on anymore, those things are harassing me every day, making me sleep, and my life has been completely disrupted by them......!

The president interrupted Zhong Xia's words, handed Zhong Xia a business card and said, " Zhong Xia, I think you should also know, you have also said in your works, those things are imagined by human beings themselves, in fact, they are not terrible, and they do not exist at all, you can feel their existence, all because you pay too much attention when you write, and the psychological pressure is too great, this is the most authoritative psychologist in our city, and also a good friend of mine, I will give you half a day off this afternoon, I will make an appointment for you, you go to him to have a look, I hope you can hold on a little longer, ", Midnight Corpse Whisper can't live without you!"

It's such a reason again, and it's similar words to prevaricate himself, rejecting his resignation application, Zhong Xia walked on the street decadently with his backpack, there are still photos of him on the colorful flags on both sides of the street, and there are huge advertising photos adapted from his works at the door of the cinema, as a writer can have such brilliant achievements today, Zhong Xia should feel happy and proud, this is what Zhong Xia once wanted, but now that he finally got it, Zhong Xia couldn't be happy at all.

At the beginning, Zhong Xia only embarked on this writing road because of his personal hobby, from a rookie level amateur writer who was just getting started to the big writer Zhong Xia who is now known to everyone and is sought after by thousands of people, Zhong Xia has worked hard for three years, and in these three years, Zhong Xia has been researching and creating day and night

The works of his own style are almost to the point of obsession, so that he cannot distinguish the content of the book from reality, so he often feels that there are always those "dirty things" around him.

In order to be able to go farther and farther for his own writing career, Zhong Xia left home thousands of miles away and came to this strange city to start working hard, and he has not returned home for more than three years.

In the afternoon, Zhong Xia went to see the psychiatrist, because he said hello in advance, so when Zhong Xia went, the psychiatrist was already waiting for Zhong Xia in the office, and saw Zhong Xia with two dark circles under his eyes, his face was pale and decadent, and he knew that his condition was already very serious.

The psychiatrist only plays a counseling role, the key is to rely on personal thoughts, Zhong Xia has already reached the stage of "falling into the devil", and he can't completely return to reality, so this experienced old psychologist is also powerless, and in the end, there is no way for the psychologist to suggest that Zhong Xia contact more people in the future, and it is best to go to a place with more people when writing, so that there are more people, even if there are those dirty things, don't worry.

Zhong Xia is not a fool, and he knows that this psychiatrist is powerless against him, but what he said is still very reasonable, where there are many people, go wherever there are people, so that if someone is with him, he will not be lonely, and he will not be afraid of those things, by the way! In the future, he will write in the magazine, and he will not write a word when he returns home.

Although there are many people in the magazine, everyone has to go home from work when the time comes, and in the end they only leave Zhong Xia himself, so Zhong Xia resigned again, but of course he was rejected, but the president is also smart enough, and specially arranged for several beautiful editors in the club to take turns to accompany Zhong Xia to work overtime every night, but it is very helpful to have beautiful women with him, and Zhong Xia didn't feel entangled by those things for a while.

Going to work with Zhong Xia tonight is a girl named Xiaoting, who belongs to the kind of person who doesn't do anything, eats nothing, and is not enough to rely on relationships to get in and only be responsible for making soy sauce every day, if it weren't for Zhong Xia's still a little bit of beauty, she wouldn't have bothered to accompany Zhong Xia on duty.

The so-called duty is that Zhong Xia is writing in front of the computer, while Xiaoting is watching Korean movies and eating snacks on the side, and comparing the male protagonist and Zhong Xia to see who is more handsome.

Among these girls, Zhong Xia hates this Xiaoting the most, she can't stop eating as soon as she comes, the gurgling sound is really varied, this is a painful torture for people who want a quiet writing environment, but it's hard to say anything, the only way is to endure, endure hard!

"Zhong Xia, do you want to eat some potato chips?" Zhong Xia shook his head: "Don't!" replied very simply.

"Zhong Xia, you haven't been tired from writing for so long, do you want to take a break?" The answer is still: "Don't!"

Xiaoting is bored

I'm going to die, I feel very bored with such a person unless I'm a fairy, and my stomach will be a little uncomfortable if I eat too much, Xiaoting hurriedly ran to the toilet, Zhong Xia was still concentrating on writing the manuscript, and suddenly Zhong Xia's mobile phone rang, it was a text message from Xiaoting, and it turned out to be asking Zhong Xia to send her toilet paper.

"I'll go, damn woman!" Zhong Xia cursed secretly, because a good train of thought was disrupted.

Zhong Xia came to the door of the women's toilet and shouted inside: "Xiaoting, where are you?" As soon as the words fell, he heard the sound of something falling to the ground behind a door in the women's toilet, Zhong Xia also had an ominous premonition in his heart, and shouted a few more times, seeing that there was no response, he kicked the door open, and saw Xiaoting foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground, and a white shadow drilled out of the ventilation hole above the toilet.

There was a murder in the magazine, there were only two people that night, Zhong Xia and Xiao Ting, according to Xiao Ting's recollection at the time, he was working in the office, Zhong Xia was also writing a manuscript, suddenly he received a text message and came out, but he didn't come back after waiting for a long time, Xiao Ting thought that Zhong Xia had left himself home, and he wanted to go back, but he wanted to go to the toilet once because of his stomach discomfort, but as soon as he opened the toilet door, he found Zhong Xia lying inside, motionless, and foaming at the mouth ......!

(End of chapter).

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