Chapter One God Turning

My heart skipped a beat, and I turned around slowly, and Yi Changshan was standing behind me.

Suddenly the phone in my trouser pocket rang again.

"The man who sets the horse, you are mighty and majestic, and the galloping horse is like a gust of wind..." The bell rang loudly and sang very cheerfully.

The corner of Yi Changshan's mouth twitched twice, and he said, "Help me get a bottle of real fruit."

I took out two bottles, he took the real fruit pills, turned around and left the kitchen, I took a sip from the straw, and asked, "What are you doing out there?"

At this time my phone was still ringing.

He froze for a moment, and then said, "Look for a job." He pointed to my trouser pocket, and said, "Aren't you going to pick it up?"

I picked up the phone, and Xiaohong was on the opposite side, saying that the weather is good today, and asked me to go hiking, and I agreed.

After a brief chat, I hung up the phone and said, "You're not hiding from me, are you? Tell me the truth, don't lie to me because I don't study much."

He said frantically, "I'm really looking for a job!"

He grabbed his coat and walked to the door, stopped, leaned on the shoe cabinet as if he had made some decision, then turned around and said to me: "Dan Chuang, I think the girl you know, who lives on the opposite floor, is very strangeness."

With a question mark on my face, I took a sip of my drink and said innocently, "What's so strange? Even if she has a flat chest, you can't say that about her."

Yi Changshan: "..."

There were a few black lines on Yi Changshan's forehead, and he said, "It's impossible to communicate with you."

I leaned against the kitchen door frame and looked at him indifferently.

He looked at me for a moment, hesitated for a long time, and said, "She sent flowers that day."

"Hmm, what's up?"

"When you were not at home, I opened the door. I felt that she was hostile to me. It was just a feeling. After you came back, she seemed to be a different person again. It was very weird, and she was familiar with the flowers. Put it on the balcony—I remember that was the first time she came."

Hostility, hostility again, it's okay for Xiaohong to feel it with a woman's nth sense, where did you get such a delicate sensory nerve, old man.I just don't want to complain anymore, can't I be a short man quietly?

I didn't take it seriously and said: "Girls are more or less like this. They may think you are handsome, and then they will feel unnatural in front of you."

He said, "But didn't you say she liked women?"

I:"……"

I choked up, scratched my head, and smiled expressionlessly: "Hehe, I forgot."

He shrugged his shoulders as if he had nothing to do with me, swung his bag over his shoulder, turned the doorknob and left.

The first section in the morning is a spiritual and psychological elective. The old professor is eloquent on the top, and the students below are drowsy.

I listened with great interest as the old professor was talking about Freud.In fact, I don't understand anything, I just think it's fun for the old professor to move his beard.

"Conscious regulation often manifests itself in the repression of unconscious impulses. But the repressed impulses do not disappear, but remain lurking in the deep layers of the unconscious..."

The school bell rang.

The old professor's voice was interrupted by the ringtone. He looked helplessly at the vast number of students who were drooling under the stage, picked up the folder and left.

As I was packing up my things, a shadow suddenly moved over and cast it on my desktop. I looked sideways, and there was a person standing next to me. I was just about to tell him, classmate, you have to give way, blocking my way.He grabbed my bag and said, let's go.

I:"……!!!"

I was angry, where did this goblin come from, dare to snatch my bag?I jumped up to grab my bag, cursing: "Crazy!" There are many beauties around me watching!Normal girls would think that I was being bullied, and rotten girls would definitely think that I was a little sufferer, shit, it's unbearable!I punched the guy in front of me in the back!

hiss.

It hurts!

His back was almost made of steel, hard and thick.

"Hey, this is my friend! What are you doing?" Xiaohong jumped over from the front row and stopped me. She took Xiaolu and carried a cute little bag, and said: "The last time we agreed to climb the mountain, you I broke the appointment, and I can't shirk it this time, have you brought anything?"

I glared angrily at the boy who stood aside and smiled at me, and said, "It's all equipped, but he snatched it away."

The boy returned the bag to me, stretched out his hand and said, "Hi, I just want to make a different opening line, so that you can remember me." He was wearing a red T-shirt and grass-green ball pants, which was really shaking. Blind.Seeing me staring at him, he pulled his pants a little uncomfortably.

are you crazy!

Remember your sister!

I took the bag and threw it over my shoulder, ignoring his outstretched hand.

The boy laughed again and said, "After all, we will get along for a long time."

I glanced at him, and my first impression of him was not good, like the feeling of a feud that met on a narrow road, not to mention that his opening was so annoying.

I thought to myself, for a long time?That's not necessarily the case, I don't want to be with you.

I oh, but still politely said: "Hello, my name is Dan Chuang, who are you?"

He smiled, then retracted his hands, crossed his arms, and said inscrutablely: "I know you, I have seen you before."

I said coldly, "It's nothing special, as long as your eyes are not blind."

He was choked, and said: "I'm from the Department of Physical Education..." He was silent for a while, and asked Xiaohong, "What's my name?"

I:"……"

Xiaohong: "..."

Xiaohong glanced at him inexplicably and dumbfounded, and said to me: "Don't worry about it, he is a snake maniac. His name is Hao Li. He is a senior in the Department of Physical Education. He used to be in the dance club with me. Today he will join us. let's go hiking."

"Oh."

Along the way, Xiaohong was still as lively as ever. I didn't take Yi Changshan's words to heart at all. If you want me to say, who is surprised?He's the one who's really weird!Although he explained it clearly, he still gave me a sense of disobedience.Isn't there such a saying?Weird people always feel that everyone around them is weird.

But Hao Li, I really don't like him. When we got on the bus, he sat next to me.This girl pretended to pick up a newspaper, Entertainment Weekly, read it with relish, and said to me: "I didn't expect there to be Entertainment Weekly here, it seems that this world is quite complete."

I:"……"

Is there any connection between the two sentences before and after, brother?

I can't understand it at all.

Others say that most people who engage in art are a little bit out of their minds. I didn’t expect a strong man who engages in sports to be so neurotic. Do you think that if you know how to do judo, it’s art?Yue Mo thinks of himself as a weak artist in his heart.

We went up the mountain out of breath and stayed at the Guangmingding Villa on the top of the mountain.Everyone has a standard room, Xiaohong and Xiaolu live in one room, opposite to me, and Hao Li lives next door to me.

The promenade outside the hotel room is a bit narrow, because it is long and dark, and has a scary atmosphere. Because of this, I hate this hotel very much. Is it simply discriminating against timid people?I was a little tired after climbing the mountain, and I had a stomachache after having dinner with them, so I didn't go to their night tour to the top of the mountain to wait for the sunrise.

I was alone in the room, squatted for a while, took a shower, and came out to lie on the soft bed and watch TV.

It was at this time that I started to feel scared, because I suddenly heard footsteps outside.

The Korean movie "Killer Manga" happened to be playing on the TV, and the supporting actress started screaming, shit, it's a bad year, so I hurriedly changed the channel.The TV in this hotel is weak, covered with a layer of dust, and there are few channels. The remote control seems to be malfunctioning, and the buttons are all broken. I can’t switch to this station after a long time. Sweaty, I pressed several times hard, and the TV finally switched to Hunan TV. Watching the advertisement for sanitary napkins on it, I finally let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, the sound of footsteps outside came again.

pat.pat.

My heart skipped a beat, thinking which guest is so restless, why can't he just stay in his room quietly in the middle of the night, and run out and walk around to scare someone.

But this sound is a bit wrong. Usually the sound of walking is not so regular. This sound is like holding a stopwatch to calculate the rhythm of landing every second.

And it's getting closer.

I was so flustered by the sound, I thought maybe I was scaring myself, there might be waiters outside, but I didn’t dare to open the door and go out to have a look, don’t you see how many people in horror movies were killed because of curiosity My own, I will not go out, even if there is a beautiful female ghost outside, I will not go out.I squeezed the quilt, stared at the TV with my eyes, but my ears were focused on the movement outside, and my breathing was a little messy.

But the footsteps gradually faded away.

Clap, clack, the sound gradually became smaller.

Sure enough, I was scaring myself, it should be the waiter outside.

I suddenly became angry, what kind of hotel is this, shouldn't the waiters walk with stilettos?The female man invited from where actually walks patteringly!

Soon, I realized that the person who made the noise just now should be a man.

My room is relatively small, with one bed and one bathroom. It feels more secure to be smaller, but now it gives me a sense of oppression and cramping, especially the white curtains. I don’t know if it’s my illusion, as if it moved , but my window is closed, there can be no wind blowing it.

I stared at the curtain, but it didn't move, just when I thought it was just my illusion—

The TV suddenly turned into a snowflake, and the laughter on Hunan TV stopped abruptly. I saw the face of the female artist on it twisted before the TV screen disappeared.Immediately afterwards, the lights in the entire room dimmed, and I nestled on the bed, too scared to make a sound by this sudden change.

I turned my head slowly, and saw a ray of light coming through the door, and the lights in the corridor outside were still on.

Seeing the light, when my beating heart stabilized a little, there was another thud, and I saw that the outside had also darkened.

The whole room suddenly fell into silence.

The whole room was extremely quiet, only the sound of my rough breathing could be heard. At this time, the sound of footsteps seemed to have disappeared.

My heart was beating wildly, I didn't care to put on my shoes, I hurriedly moved to the window and opened the curtain with a hiss, there was moonlight outside.

But the moonlight didn't come in at all. I saw it hanging on the branch, reflecting my panicked face. The towering trees outside were all black, casting shadows with fangs and claws on the ground, and my whole body began to fall into fear.

I thought it was a brief power outage, so I propped myself up against the window with both hands, waiting for the panicked screams of girls, reprimands from impolite guests, and low-pitched explanations from waiters.

I waited five seconds and listened with bated breath.

but.

There was no sound, and it was quiet outside, as if I was the only one left.

All I can hear is the pounding of my heart.

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