Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao relied on the dim light of her mobile phone to enter her room, and found a flashlight from the bedside table. She turned on the flashlight and walked out. The moment she opened the door, Bai Yao was stunned.

What lies before me is a dark corridor that seems to have no end in sight.

Bai Yao's room was the second room near the stairs, not deep in the corridor. However, now she was facing the deep corridor, and she was surprised to find that the location of her room had changed.

The corridor was silent and endless, and no sound could be heard.

Bai Yao stood at the door and looked back, and saw that the house had changed.

Her room was specially decorated by her parents, with a pink theme, full of girlishness. However, now, the room has become much older and simpler.

In the empty room, there was a large white carved bed and white curtains fluttering in the wind, and there was a desolate atmosphere everywhere.

In the corridor, footsteps could be heard slowly.

The unclear black figure could only be vaguely seen as a man.

The "tick-tick" sound of the water was like a countdown to a death knell. Every step he took forward would leave a puddle of water on the ground, leaving behind a string of wet muddy footprints.

The eerie and dead silence was still spreading, the moisture in the air was inexplicably increasing, and the sudden drop in temperature was almost enough to make people shiver.

Bai Yao walked back and slowly touched the wooden door.

But in the blink of an eye, a hand covered with moisture and mud grabbed her arm. The cold temperature gave her goose bumps all over her body.

The flashlight flashed a few times and then went out completely, and everything around turned black.

A gloomy voice, an ancient and heavy tone, "My...bride."

Bai Yao suddenly had difficulty breathing, and she seemed to see floating bubbles.

She was in deep water, without any light to be seen. The cold water was squeezing her body, robbing her of her breath. A feeling of suffocation followed. Her body was floating in the water and she could drown at any time.

When the air in her lungs was almost exhausted, the sound of falling water echoed in her ears.

Someone came out from the water-swept darkness, firmly grasped her arm, lifted her up, hugged her waist, and continued to float with her.

When she surfaced, Bai Yao's lungs finally seemed to have regained the opportunity to breathe. Her body gained strength with the influx of fresh air. Her throat, choked by water, made a coughing sound, and it took a long time for her to recover.

The young man carried her to the shore. The heavy rain poured down on the two people who were soaked all over. Even if the environment was worse, it could not make them more miserable.

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao, Yaoyao!" He Mian held her face and nervously wiped away the water drops on her face. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw her eyes open a little and saw his presence in those black eyes.

He held her tightly in his arms and kissed her face several times in relief, "It's okay, it's okay."

He lost his usual pretense of composure, and the words he spoke were more about comforting himself than her.

Bai Yao spoke weakly, "He Mian..."

"I'm here."

He picked her up and walked into the cabin step by step.

There were lightning and thunder outside, and the wind and rain were blowing. All the evil in the world seemed to be smashing down on this fragile wooden house madly, roaring like a wild beast, trying to destroy the prey inside.

He Mian took off Bai Yao's wet clothes, wrapped her in a blanket and put her on the sofa.

Bai Yao sneezed. She looked at the boy who took out a dry towel to wipe her hair, and reached out to grab the wet corner of his clothes.

"He Mian, come in too."

He Mian paused for a moment, "Yaoyao, I'm not cold."

She said, “Come in.”

He Mian hesitated for a while, but still took off his wet clothes and was wrapped in a fluffy blanket with her.

The rain at night was cold and they urgently needed each other's warmth.

But when He Mian came in, the moment his skin touched Bai Yao's, she felt the cold temperature and her body shivered instinctively.

He Mian wanted to leave, but Bai Yao came over and hugged him tightly.

As long as she gets used to it for a while, she won't be shivering from the cold anymore.

Bai Yao raised her eyes to look at him, "Your body is so cold, lie down with me."

He Mian said softly: "It's okay for me."

"No." Bai Yao's face was pressed against his chest, and she said in a low voice, tiredly: "I don't want you to catch a cold."

He Mian's fingertips trembled slightly, but he couldn't help it in the end. He raised his hands and hugged her body. Maybe it was a psychological effect, he felt that his body seemed to be really warming up, and even his heart was trembling with this warmth.

Bai Yao had just escaped death. No matter how scared she was of death before, she felt doubly at ease leaning in her boyfriend's arms. She didn't have much strength left to lift her eyelids, but she still wanted to hold him tightly, trying to warm each other.

He Mian gently stroked the top of her head, hugged her and lay down. He kissed the top of her head and whispered: "Yaoyao, I'm here to protect you, don't be afraid."

There was a strange, reassuring magic hidden in the boy's pleasant voice. Bai Yao's consciousness gradually became confused, and she curled up in his arms, as if she was surrounded and protected from all sides by a solid wall. She fell asleep just like that, and it was no problem for her to sleep until dawn.

There were bursts of thunder and heavy rain with no sign of stopping.

Xiao Beichen and Luo Mianmian helped Luo Xiao to rest. Lan Ge, who was dealing with the power switch problem, had not returned yet.

Shi Li followed the muddy footprints and went up the stairs step by step. He did not see any figure. He followed the footprints all the way to the end of the corridor. He raised his head and looked at the wall in front of him.

The footprints were heading towards the wall, as if the destination of the owner of the footprints was behind the wall, but there was only a wall here.

Ever since he had the hallucination of falling into the water, Luo Xuan's face always appeared in Shi Li's mind.

He suspected that he was crazy because he had the illusion that he saw Luo Xuan being carried into the water by someone, and he was desperately holding that person's feet, shouting Luo Xuan's name loudly, trying to save her.

Shi Li did not tell anyone else that he fell into the water because of such an illusion. His status in the Luo family was already awkward. If he said these things that had no scientific basis, it would only make people think that he was sick.

But the impression that scene left in his mind was too deep. In the past few days, whenever he closed his eyes, he could not help but recall this scene, and he had to start paying attention to it.

It was hard for him to imagine that one day he would find himself in such a desperate situation.

What’s more, it’s all for Luo Xuan?