I heard you were pressed by a ghost

And from that day on, Yuan Dong endured the torment of ghosts pressing the bed every night.The "man" was torturing him hard every night, night after night.

However, when I woke up in the morning, it was as if nothing had happened.

Yuan Dong began to be afraid of going to sleep, afraid of seeing himself with charming eyes in the mirror.He began to work and rest irregularly, eat irregularly, and work hard.Sometimes I fell asleep at the computer desk from exhaustion, and it was another round of increasing torture.

The originally rosy and plump cheeks gradually thinned out, appearing a little bigger, and the eyes are often full of excessive indulgence.

He was horrified to find that he was becoming more and more difficult to talk about.

Because he could not ask others for help, Yuan Dong had no choice but to swallow his anger, and had no choice but to continue this kind of life until a few days ago.

Yuan Dong felt that something was wrong. If it was really just a pervert, then what happened to the marks on his body in the past few days?Could it be that he pinched it himself...

Shaking his head, he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

How can it be!

It was like flooding the Dragon King Temple, and my own family beat my own family.

How could I, who was always careful about chopping vegetables, abuse myself in that situation?Sleep is the most relaxing time of the day for a person. As long as there is no split personality, I believe that most people will not harm their bodies.

Do not!

Now it has almost risen to the persecution of the soul class!

He's just a little stressed, lacks exercise, and has only recently begun to have irregular schedules.Not to mention being hypnotized, there are thoughts of hostility in the subconscious.

Did it come across something unclean?

Yuan Dong's legs were a little weak in shock, and he leaned on the sofa and looked around the home he had stayed in for many years.

Because my parents advocate avant-garde liberalism, they have been traveling all year round. It is normal for them not to come back once in two or three years.

This irresponsibility can be seen from the fact that Yuan Dong, who was not yet of school age, was forced into the school.At that time, they had the idea not to let the children idle at home, and the kindergarten would be too troublesome to pick up and drop off.In the end, he did not expect that Yuan Dong would always be well-behaved and introverted, with excellent grades.

My parents' room has not been moved by myself, but I often go in and clean it.

Pushing away the parents' master bedroom, a musty smell came out, and the room was filled with a unique sense of suffocation due to lack of air circulation.The dimly lit room was filled with trophies brought back from all over the place by his parents, all kinds, most of which were so weird that he couldn't name them.There are even many Buddha statues and sacrificial supplies scattered in the room, and even the bed is covered with tourist souvenirs from all over the world.

Different from his open-minded and wonderful parents, Yuan Dong was introverted and somewhat timid since he was a child, and at most he dared to complain a little bit inwardly.Every time he came to help his parents clean the room, he was terrified.

Seeing the curtains that hadn't been opened for a long time, Yuan Dong staggered over, enduring his discomfort.

"Ouch!"

Yuan Dong tripped over something under his feet and got up tremblingly to have a look.

It was a bronze statue of an unknown beast.

The bronze statue was covered with mottled rust, so he couldn't see what the beast looked like, but he felt very mighty and domineering.But... the pupils inlaid with red gemstones on its head were so lifelike that Yuan Dong lost his mind for a moment.

Strange, I haven't seen this before, where did it come from?In the past six months, my parents haven't come back, and no outsiders have come to my house... Could it be that I didn't notice it before?

Shivering inexplicably, Yuan Dong hurried to the window and pulled open the thick curtains.

"Cough cough..."

The dust raised made Yuan Dong cough uncontrollably. It seemed that he hadn't cleaned for a while.

After many days of cloudy and rainy days, the sunshine finally cleared up and shone into the room that had never seen the sun all day, driving away the gloomy atmosphere in some dark bedrooms.

When Yuan Dong turned around, he was startled again!

A shamanic mask with black eyes hangs on the wall, decorated with various feathers and special stones.

Patting his chest and taking a deep breath, Yuan Dong lowered his head and laughed that he was too weak.Every time I come to my parents' room, I will be frightened by the shaman mask they brought back in the early years.

This house has two bedrooms and one living room, and the layout is small. Except for the parents' room, which is empty all the year round, other places can be seen at a glance.There is nothing special about it at all.Not to mention feng shui or something, if something goes wrong, it won't wait until now.

Suddenly remembering the bronze statue of the beast that he saw among his parents just now, Yuan Dong stared back at the closed door with his eyes wide open.

No way……

I was restless and unable to work. I haven't written a manuscript for two or three days. If this continues, I will starve to death here without being tortured to death by a pervert.

"Ringling"

Suddenly the phone rang in the quiet room.

Almost breaking the tense brain nerves, Yuan Dong answered the phone with an embarrassing face.

"Hey?"

"Yuan Dong, why have you been contacting me for almost a month? Another suicide case was reported on TV today. I'm worried that you died suddenly at home!" The usually gentle voice now seemed a little shrill because of anxiety.

Yuan Dong couldn't help smiling at the worried tone of his friend Lu Shuangshuang, his friend who has been with him for many years is still so cute.

"Don't worry, I'm fine..." Thinking of what happened in the past few days, his voice trembled, "It's just that something unpleasant happened."

"Unpleasant? What's the matter?"

"I……"

It was difficult for Yuan Dong to open his mouth. Although the relationship between the two was comparable to his own siblings, she was a girl after all, and what happened to him was such a shameful thing to say.

Finally, he closed his eyes and said, "I seem to be crushed by a pervert."

Lu Shuangshuang originally heard him hem and haw, and thought it was some kind of burglary or the newspaper didn't want his manuscript.It turned out that this was the case, and I immediately felt relieved and laughed.

"You boy, the beauty is not shallow!"

Seeing that Lu Shuangshuang had misunderstood, Yuan Dong stopped talking, and asked him to tell the truth, but he still...couldn't do it!

"I...but I seem to be hurting myself in my dream, and my body..."

"What's going on? Isn't the ghost press commonly known as sleep paralysis... How can you pinch yourself?"

"I don't know..." Yuan Dong was about to cry.

Lu Shuangshuang recalled the movies she watched before, "Don't worry, you turn on the camera tonight and record your sleep time, and you'll know what's going on."

"All right……"

At night, Yuan Dong turned on the camera according to Lu Shuangshuang's instructions, adjusted the angle, and went to bed nervously.

Sweating profusely the next morning, he dragged his weak body to open last night's video.

After watching it for a while, I was so scared that I dropped the camera on the ground!

He rushed out of the house like crazy!

Yuan Dong looked like a ghost and went to join his friend.

As soon as Lu Shuangshuang opened the door, she saw Yuan Dong who looked like a man to three parts and a ghost to seven parts.

"Yuan Dong? What's the matter with you?"

"Shuangshuang, save me! Help me!" Yuan Dong grabbed each other like a life-saving straw.

Lu Shuangshuang hugged the thin Yuan Dong distressedly, "It's okay, come in and tell me what happened?"

Biting his lips with difficulty, Yuan Dong sat on the sofa and hugged himself tremblingly, closed his eyes and spoke tremblingly.

"I seem to have... hit a ghost."