Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

When Bai Yao was taking a shower, she vaguely heard some movement outside.

She turned off the shower, dried her body, put on a bath towel and walked out. There was nothing unusual in the room, just like before, every time she left the town, she would occasionally hear a little noise in her residence.

Bai Yao sometimes worries whether there is a thief in the room, so she calls her boyfriend.

The boyfriend smiled and said: "It's just expansion with heat and contraction with cold. Don't be afraid, Yaoyao, I'm here."

Indeed, although there were occasional small movements outside the residence, she had never encountered any danger.

Bai Yao checked the doors and windows again, then took off her bath towel, picked up her nightgown and put it on.

In the process of changing clothes, she couldn't help but look back. There was a white wall behind her, and of course there was no one there, but she just felt a strange sense of peeping.

And this feeling of peeping did not make her scalp tingle, but gave her a familiar sticky sight.

Bai Yao glanced around and found no suspicious traces. She doubted herself, put on her nightgown, and went to bed.

There was silence in the room with the lights out.

The black figure was like a spider, clinging to the white wall, crawling up to the ceiling little by little, reaching right above the big bed, and turned its head 180 degrees.

"???"

He stared at the sleeping girl obsessively and remained motionless for a long time.

Bai Yao probably got a little hot in her sleep, and her hands and feet stretched out from the quilt. The thin nightgown could not cover her good figure. The neckline of the suspender skirt slid down, and the skirt ran to her thighs. The fabric was printed with small strawberries. Faintly visible.

he:"???"

In the middle of the night, Bai Yao had a vague illusion of a ghost pressing down on the bed in her dream. Her body could not move. Inexplicably, a second ago, she was learning to shoot a gun in the forest with Lambert in the dream. , the next second, she was pushed to the grass by the excited Lambert.

So this seemingly normal dream turned into an erotic dream with blushing faces and heartbeats.

The feeling in the dream was too real. Bai Yao's body felt hot as she welcomed her lover's absurdity.

The next day, the sky brightened.

Bai Yao sat up from the bed with messy hair and aching body. She rubbed her head and received a message from her boyfriend.

[Yao Yao, remember to have breakfast. 】

Bai Yao is lazy. If she gets up late and Lambert is not around, she will be too lazy to eat breakfast. If she has time for breakfast, she might as well lie down for a while.

She replied perfunctorily: [Yeah, I understand. 】

Then she fell back on the bed. She always felt that her body was a little strange. She shrank into the quilt. She quietly opened her clothes and took a look at her body. There were still some light finger marks on the inside of her skin. If you didn't look carefully, , she wouldn't even notice it, and even if she did, she would probably only guess when she accidentally hit it.

Bai Yao was thoughtful.

[Yao Yao, if you don’t eat breakfast, you will have stomach problems! 】

Bai Yao glanced at the message and replied with one word: [Oh. 】

Lambert, who was hiding in the closet, stared at the phone screen and felt that the short word revealed endless indifference. They had only been "separated" for one night, was she already so indifferent to him?

Wave-like symbols popped up in Lambert's "eyes" again, as if they were about to break at any moment.

Bai Yao stayed in bed for a while before getting up. The moment she stepped on the ground, the feeling from her body seemed to remind her that her dream last night had come true. When changing clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror, The little strawberry fabric became wrinkled inexplicably.

Bai Yao blinked and calmly changed her clothes.

She went to Professor John's institute a year ago. At that time, she was just one of the visitors. Many people wanted to take this opportunity to gain Professor John's favor and become a member of the institute. Bai Yao felt that it was okay. It's natural.

She doesn't have too strong expectations for any career. Even finding an ordinary job is fine, as long as she can support herself.

When visiting the laboratory, she was more interested in the various props placed in the room.

Secretary Jenny said, “These specimens are all real, and many of them are hundreds of years old.”

For them, who had only founded the country a few hundred years ago, things that were hundreds of years old were really considered antiques.

These specimens were regarded as symbols of the glorious history of John's family and were crowded on the shelves. Through the glass bottles, Bai Yao could not help but think about what was soaked in the turbid liquid inside. What does it look like?

A glass jar caught her eye.

Bai Yao walked to the corner, bent down and stared at the specimen with peeling skin, the blurred dividing line, and a part of the unknown person's head. He seemed to have closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep in the turbid world.

Bai Yao didn't feel terrible. After all, she had also taken an anatomy class. She just had a rare pity. The person in the jar should still be very young, but at such a young age, his life was frozen.

Bai Yao just sighed for a while. She didn't plan to stay any longer. When she turned to leave, she seemed to see the dark red light faintly emanating from the jar.

But when she took a closer look, she saw that there was nothing special about the ordinary glass jar. The only thing that was special was probably the content inside.

No matter how many bumps and scratches there are on the glass jar, which has an unknown age, no one will care about it no matter how damaged it is, just like the things stored inside.

Bai Yao obtained the secretary's permission and put a sticker on the scratched area on the glass jar, like a small band-aid, covering some of the scars.

Secretary Jenny asked curiously: "Why do you carry such a cute little thing with you?"

Bai Yao smiled, "My graduation research is related to rare diseases in children. I occasionally need to go to the children's hospital to volunteer. Children like colorful little things, so I take them with me."

Jenny made a joke, "Then you treat this specimen like a child?"

From other people's point of view, this joke would be a bit disgusting. After all, the contents of the jar are very disgusting to people.

Bai Yao thought for a moment and said, "They were not very young when they died. Maybe they were just like ordinary children."

The smile on Jenny's face paused.

This laboratory has welcomed many visitors, and most of them, through these historical specimens, see the mystery and greatness of scientific research, as well as the exploration of the value of these existing things.

But through these specimens, Bai Yao saw living people.