The temperature in the quilt gave Lin Qihao a little peace of mind, but the rumble sounds from under the bed kept tormenting his ears. The small movements and stillness involved people's nerves. In this dark environment, people couldn't help but follow up.

It was almost three o'clock when he came back. He took a shower and then slept. It was about five o'clock, but the surroundings were too quiet, unlike the university dormitory. Even in the middle of the night, there would always be some night owls roaring unhappy, but now there was not even a bird's chirping. Putting aside the rumbling sounds under the bed, only Lin Qihao's own breathing was left.

He tried to calm himself down, but the sound under the bed was so much like someone crawling into the bed and moving his body constantly, as if he was looking for a suitable position. This feeling was too tormenting and he couldn't calm down at all.

If that bastard was joking with the capital, he would have to kill him when it dawn! Don’t you know that scaring people will scare people to death?

It is true that after Lin Qihao knew that there were really unscientific things in this world, he felt a little shadow in his heart. When watching some ghost movies, he would just think about it at most. But when he knew that these things really existed, it seemed that after he encountered them, it would be a heart-wrenching chill.

He wanted to lift the quilt and see what happened, but TM was shivering and his mind was furious.

He remembered that he was sleeping with the light on, but through the gap in the quilt, he didn't see a trace of light. Either the roommate who was joking with him turned off the light, or...

There is no possibility for the one behind!

It's impossible that the dormitory has a power outage.

Lin Qihao comforted himself like this and put his limbs together to prevent him from accidentally extending his hands and feet outside the quilt.

Yes, that's right, for Lin Qihao, the quilt is like a blockade line, and no ghost will cross this layer of protection. The quilt is everything, that is, hope.

As he was suffering, the sound under the bed suddenly disappeared. Lin Qihao's heart tightened and his body froze, as if a disaster was coming.

After a moment, nothing happened. He had no idea what to do now, so he could only wait or pray that it was just his own auditory hallucination.

He couldn't help it anymore. He was stuck in the quilt this season. Who knows who was stuffy? The cold sweat that was stimulated and the hot sweat that was stuffy made Lin Qihao crazy.

This is definitely not a dream. In the darkness outside the quilt, something must be peeking at everything.

Squeak squeak squeak squeak...

With a sensation, Lin Qihao almost bounced off the bed. Just as he held his breath and waited for the result, something under the bed scratched his bed board, creaking, as if his fingernails were scraping the bottom of the bed board. He could even detect the scraped wood chips on the bed board, which made Lin Qihao, who was tightly tightly under the quilt, almost stopped getting angry.

T...TM, what situation, what, what the hell?

Lin Qihao was frozen in the quilt, and he didn't dare to move, but the creaking sound under the bed kept coming. Even Lin Qihao's back could feel a slight tremor, as if something under the bed was about to scratch the bed board and scratch Lin Qihao's back from below.

What should I do? Otherwise, I will just lift the quilt. Since the thing is under the bed, if I lift the quilt and run away, when I leave the dormitory door, the thing shouldn't be able to catch up with it, or should I yell a few times?

No, no, what if the door gets stuck, the door can't be opened at this time in the movie. I live on the third floor and jumping from the balcony is not a solution.

After swallowing, Lin Qihao carefully touched the sweat on his face. If he continued to stiffen like this, he was suffocated to death without being scared to death.

Or, fight hard?

By the way, my phone is right next to my pillow.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Qihao stretched out his right hand from the quilt, and he fumbled along the position where the phone was placed in his memory, but his tentacles were silky, as if they were many flocculent lines. Below that was a block, which was his own phone.

After grabbing it, Lin Qihao didn't think about what he touched first, but when he pulled his hand back to the quilt, his head realized that the hair that covered his cell phone was just now, which was very long, soft and flowing, maybe... it was a woman's hair.

Why do I have women's hair on the head of my bed?

The ferocious female ghost's look instantly appeared in Lin Qihao's mind. A chill ran down his hand holding the phone, and it flowed all over his body against his back. The stuffy quilt was full of chill. He could even feel that he was still holding many hairs in his hand holding the phone.

He shook his hand, let go of his phone, pressed the quilt and leaned a little outside, and rubbed his hand against the sheet.

Why do I use my phone? In this environment, do I need a hammer to use a mobile phone?

He pressed the phone based on his feelings, and there was no light. Perhaps he heard the song and the phone turned off automatically.

So, why am I catching my phone in?

Thinking of Lin Qihao pulling his hair into his bed, he felt a sense of despair and he was almost crying.

But at this moment, there was no movement under the bed.

I'm scared!

Lin Qihao was a little tearful, but he finally gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice.

"Hu Bin, stop playing."

Even if he was fooled by the two bastards in the dormitory, he would admit it. At worst, he would admit it. Who is not afraid of ghosts? Even if he was photographed with a small video, he would be willing.

But no one responded. However, when he moved his hand, he found that there were more hair in the quilt. It was like a woman lying outside the quilt and deliberately letting her hair come in.

"Is there anyone?"

Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, but he did not dare to get out of the quilt. Lin Qihao shouted. Even if everyone in the dormitory building knew that he was a coward, he would recognize him. Whoever could turn on the lights for him would thank his eight generations of ancestors.

But... no one responded. If you yell every day, you will have more than a dozen or twenty echoes. Today, let alone echoes, you will not even have an angry insult. Even if someone scolds him for yelling at him in the middle of the night, he will rush over and kiss the person.

There was no way for someone to come to save him, Lin Qihao could only continue to think about saving himself. He tried to calm himself down for a while, and then began to yell, that pure, meaningless yell.

then……

He suddenly lifted the quilt.

There was indeed no light in the dormitory. Looking out through the balcony, it was pitch black, and even a little out of his fingers. He shrank his head and was about to get out of bed, but his hand touched a layer of gauze.

I haven't hung a mosquito net yet, what's this thing?

But the next moment, his mind tightened, and countless hairs hanging from above were hanging around the bed.
Chapter completed!