to dig boyfriend's grave

The corridor was very dark, and she couldn't see her fingers. Lin Jia took out the mobile phone from her pocket and pressed it. Seeing that there was still no response, she put it back in disappointment.

There was originally a round lamp in this corridor, but when he stepped on the site, it exploded very cleanly.

Holding Guan Erye in his hands, he looked at the darkness in front of him and felt a little irritable.

He never believed in ghosts and gods, but the sudden shutdown of the mobile phone, the blown light bulb, and the wind blowing in his ears... There are no windows in this corridor, so it is self-evident where the wind blows.

Leaning his back against the wall, he took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, hesitantly looked for his face for a long time, and finally almost stuffed his nostrils. After putting the cigarette in his mouth, he took out the lighter and I don't know if the lighter can be turned on, but with hope, after a click, the lighter lights up very powerfully.

But the light source of the lighter seemed to be blocked, and it could only illuminate a small area. He took the lighter and sent it around, but there was nothing.

The dark corridor without light is like an endless road. He took a few deep breaths and made up his mind. Just as he was about to push the box forward, another gust of wind blew from the front and stopped him. , Looking ahead, it was still dark.

Although he is usually very courageous, this is the first time for the hell.

As Lin Jiayue walked forward, some strange sounds gradually appeared in his ears. Someone was walking in slippers, there was a woman's laughter, and... the sound of thin breathing near his neck.

Lin Jia froze her head and didn't dare to turn even a little distance to the side. Her mind was full of horror movies, playing them in a loop.

But he couldn't help but move forward. He was kicked out by that perverted landlord last night and stood on the street all night. The apartment he rented was said to be haunted, so the price was extremely low.

How much can he get paid for playing tricks?How difficult is it to rent a house in this city?

He has two choices now.

The first one, turn around and leave.After leaving, continue to sleep on the street.

The second is to do it, don't be cowardly, stay and fight against the ghosts.

Anyway, I have to choose one. Lin Jia thought about it and felt that it would be too timid to turn around and leave. He is a flower bone of the motherland, the kind with cement and steel bars.

After mentally preparing himself, he took a deep breath, and lifted Guan Erye who was on his chest and handed it forward.

Take a step forward and walk forward.

After walking a few steps forward, it seemed like a barrier stopped him in place.

He ignited the lighter and shone in front of him.

Suddenly a tall black figure appeared in front of his eyes, his face was foggy, and only a pair of blood-colored narrow eyes were staring at him coldly.

"Fuck." Lin Jia scolded in shock, and the lighter fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The fire went out...

What the hell he is.

The cold sweat on his back kept breaking out, Lin Jia froze all over and did not dare to move, the surrounding darkness enveloped him and made him breathless, he felt that he might die young.

After a while, the thing standing in front of him also didn't move. Lin Jia hesitated and bent down to pick up the lighter.

All of a sudden, the lights in the corridor suddenly turned on, causing Lin Jia's eyes to narrow suddenly, reflexively wanting to rub his eyes.

The whole person came to his senses, and after he fixed his eyes on the situation in front of him, his head was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.

He was standing at the elevator door. The elevator door was open, but the elevator didn't come up. The deep elevator passage was like a monster that opened its mouth wide at him. Lin Jia turned around stiffly, and walked forward a few steps. Looking into the corridor.

What about the light bulb that blew up enthusiastically to welcome his arrival?He looked up at the big, bright light bulb intact above his head.

Hell?

That's right...

He stood up tremblingly on his legs that were as soft as noodles. He almost knelt down when he took a step forward. He barely stood still by holding on to the box next to him.

Damn, my legs are cramping.

Lin Jia pulled out the keys from the back of her butt pocket, pushed the box and walked to the house at the deepest part of the corridor.

Opening the door, the room was pitch black. He fumbled to turn on the light in the living room in the entrance, and looked at the house by the light.

The living room is very large, the furniture is covered with white cloth, and there should be a large floor-to-ceiling window in front of it. Lin Jia walked over and pulled open the double-layered curtains, and the afterglow of the setting sun enveloped Lin Jia in an instant, making her very warm. , The cold sweat that broke out from the back just now followed to meet the angel for a while.

Lin Jia stood in the light for a while, dragged the suitcase and found the bedroom. Some things in the bedroom were not covered with white cloth, but it looked clean.

He stuffed the whole suitcase in the closet, then picked up Erye Guan who had been put aside and held it in his hands, and bowed to the room. over and over.

After all, it is Guan Erye, ghosts and gods will not invade, and demons will not invade.

After patrolling the whole room, Lin Jia put Erye Guan next to the bed, and collapsed on the bed himself, which frightened him so much that he became wise.

He never thought he could actually see a ghost, it was so fucking exciting.

Don't be so scared if you are brave.

But now it seems that although there is a ghost on the eighth floor, this ghost probably...is very qualified?

Lin Jia stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and suddenly felt sleepy for no reason. His nose seemed to smell a strange fragrance, which was particularly reassuring.

He turned his body around again, put his hands on his eyes, and thought about something in a daze, with a bunch of black threads in his mind, and fell asleep unknowingly.

The sun gradually went down, and the slanting sunlight in the bedroom gradually disappeared, and the daylight gradually dimmed.

A black shadow appeared at the end of the bed, with blood-colored eyes looking at the sleeping young man in the middle of the bed.

The black shadow stayed at the end of the bed, stared at the young man for a while, frowned and thought for a while, then walked to the bedside and put his hand on the young man's forehead.

Seeing the young man shrinking back, he raised his hand and brushed lightly on the young man's face.

The young man immediately fell into a deeper sleep.

Soi Ying continued to put his hand on the young man's forehead and closed his eyes to feel it.

Lin Jia woke up with the sound of the ringtone, he sat up from the bed in a daze, opened his eyes, only to realize that he had slept through the night, fumbled to take out the phone and brought it close to his eyes, saw Brother Ye whose caller name was displayed, My mind cleared up instantly.

Brother Ye is his manager, and also his cousin. He was abducted by Brother Ye to be an actor when he broke up with his family halfway through college. , Just treat it as a mess.

"Hello, Brother Ye."

"Hey, Jiazi, there is an audition tomorrow." Ye Fan on the other end of the phone was very excited.

"Your tone is not right?" Lin Jia said, "What's going on?"

"You know the director who filmed 'Daming Palace'." Ye Fan said, "Li Ningbo, Director Li."

"I know." Lin Jia got off the bed, and Tara walked towards the living room with her shoes on.

Li Ningbo, can he still not know, the boss of the dog blood TV series.

"I got you a role this time." Ye Fan said with a smile, "Would you like to guess who is the male?"

"Yo? Who's the guy? This time I can still get the number." Lin Jia lifted the white cloth on the sofa and sat on it, clamped the phone between her ears and shoulders, and fumbled in her trouser pockets with both hands. After a long time, she touched it. He took out a cigarette box, found it empty and threw it on the coffee table. "Male Eight?"

Ye Fan sighed softly, "Can we not be so unambitious? Male fourth brother!"

This time it was Lin Jia's turn to be speechless, holding the phone and holding his breath for a long time before taking a big breath, "Male four!"

"Okay, okay." Ye Fan said, "As for being so excited? Isn't it just a male fourth? I'll send you the script for the audition tomorrow to your e-mail."

Lin Jia hung up the phone with Ye Fan and threw the phone aside, jumped on the ground excitedly, the corners of her mouth grinning to the ears before she calmed down.

He groped his stomach that had been ringing for a long time when he was on the phone, thought for a while and took out the wallet in his jacket, and then used his hands to dial the only four large bills left, along with some small change. This was all his cash.

He still has a card with only a few thousand yuan in it, and he still has to pay rent, water bills, electricity bills, and meals.

Feeling that he could hold a broken bowl at any time, pick up a wooden stick and go to the street, rubbed his head, woke up, Lin Jia picked up his wallet and prepared to go downstairs to look for food, and put the white cloth on the furniture with him Packed up and took it down.

The moment Lin Jia closed the door, all the lights in the room were turned off and it was dark, leaving only a pair of faint red eyes in the living room.

With a bag of milk in her mouth and a piece of bread in her hand, Lingata walked to the checkout counter of the convenience store with her slippers on, and put the bread on the counter

Lin Jia took the milk from her mouth, smoked another pack of cigarettes from the counter, and passed it along with the milk.

"A total of 35." The little girl glanced at Lin Jia, then blushed and lowered her head, her voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Lin Jia looked amusedly at the little girl who didn't dare to look at him, bit the milk in her mouth, and walked out of the convenience store with a plastic bag.

He walked back to the apartment slowly, got off the elevator, stood at the door of the room, and fumbled in his butt pocket for a long time before realizing that he had forgotten the key.

Staring at the closed door, he lit a cigarette and took two puffs in his mouth, suppressing his beating nerves.

The landlord said that the ghost is on the eighth floor, and there are three rooms on the eighth floor, so it's not necessarily in his house, is it?

It shouldn't be so memorized at all, he suddenly had a very bold idea...

Standing in front of the door for a while, Lin Jia cleared his throat nervously, choked out the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can next to him. He clenched one hand into a fist, raised it stiffly and slowly, and stopped at a distance from the door. One centimeter away, after taking a few deep breaths, he gently knocked on the door. "Hey, ghost brother, I forgot to bring the key."

In the silent corridor, Lin Jia waited for a while with her neck stuck, and found that there seemed to be no response, so she breathed a sigh of relief and put her hand down.

Brother Gui should not live in this room.

But now the question is, how should he get in?

Just when Lin Jia was secretly happy, the closed door in front of him slowly opened by itself.