He was awake, but felt like he couldn't open his eyes.
Although I couldn't open my eyes, I felt that the picture in the room was very clear.
Even the cold aura emanating from that person...Wu Que seemed to be able to feel it.
Suddenly he woke up.
What does that feel like?
It felt as if he was about to fall off a cliff, and then he suddenly woke up with a wave of his hand.
After I woke up, I found that I couldn't hold my urine in anymore. I was afraid that if I lay down for another five minutes, it would leak out...
After getting up, Wu Que glanced at the door.
The lights are off and the door is open.
There was darkness outside the open door, as if there was something there.
Putting on his coat, Wu Que turned on the light and walked out of the room directly to the corridor. Diagonally opposite was the double door of the morgue hall.
The doors were now tightly closed and locked.
Wu Que looked around and saw no one in the corridor.
He touched the wall and turned on the corridor light, then turned around and opened the bathroom next to the door to use the toilet.
Everything is normal.
But when he was washing his hands at the sink after going to the toilet, Wu Que frowned.
Looking at the mirror above the sink from his angle, he could just see the open door. Although he could only see half of it, it was enough.
Wu Que glanced at the corner of the mirror and saw what seemed to be a figure outside the house, but he couldn't see clearly if he looked closely.
Without hesitation, he turned around and picked up "Duan Hongyan" from the pillow and walked to the door and looked around.
Still not a single hair in sight.
"I've never heard of someone with five disadvantages, three deficiencies, and a constitution that attracts ghosts."
Wu Que, who sheathed his sword and prepared to go to bed, subconsciously glanced at the table.
"Um?"
He raised his eyebrows.
The diary that had been kept in the drawer appeared on the table at some point.
Wu Que remembered that this diary should have been written by the guy who was involved in the hit-and-run accident before he died.
At that time, he was still wondering why this diary appeared on his desk. He thought it was brought by the dead man who died in the hit-and-run accident.
But now...
Wu Que opened the diary.
“December 14th Rain”
"He's behind me."
This was originally supposed to be the last diary entry.
But now there are a few more below.
“Sunny December 15th”
"Today there was a newly delivered corpse in the morgue that seemed to have turned into a ghost. Unfortunately, its level was so poor that I directly saved it."
“Sunny December 16th”
"After sending away Lin Sen and the others, they still want to recruit me to find a new job. But you don't talk about the salary, so how can I change?"
“Sunny December 16th”
"Yan You is back and treated me to a hot pot meal. This guy is always mysterious, but what is her ability? She always talks half-said, which is quite annoying. But she is sincere to me.
Yes, I can feel this. Why is this? I didn’t know her three months ago. How did I get here? Why is my body here? I remember that I was obviously dead.
..."
“Sunny December 16th”
"Yan You left, and she said she would bring me breakfast tomorrow morning. But... I won't live until tomorrow morning. I can feel it coming."
“Sunny December 16th”
"I drank a little wine while eating hot pot, and I was so sleepy. I fell asleep, and it appeared, right at the door. I knew it would come in soon."
“Sunny December 16th”
"I woke up from peeing, got up and went to the toilet. Through the toilet mirror, I saw him at the door. Soon he would come in, he would walk to the bed, kneel on the pillow and look down at me, and then
Grab my neck..."
“Cloudy December 17th”
"I fell asleep again, and it appeared next to the bed as expected."
“Cloudy December 17th”
"Sure enough, it knelt on the pillow and looked at me condescendingly, and it strangled my neck..."
The diary ends abruptly here.
"Blank!"
Wu Que was reading enthusiastically, and when he saw that the back part was missing, he immediately cursed, "Just when you saw that at the critical moment, I broke the chapter with me? Where is the bottom part? The bottom part is gone? I'm telling you to leave this nonsense!"
There is no doubt that there is something wrong with this diary. What is written behind it is obviously Wu Que's life.
He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was now 23:47 in the evening of December 16.
Wu Que narrowed his eyes.
In other words, this diary predicts my future.
Thinking of this, Wu Que suddenly had a bold idea.
He took out a black pen and started writing at the back of the diary.
“Cloudy December 17th”
"It let go of its hand, then got out of bed and turned on the light. I saw its appearance clearly. It turned out that she was a beautiful female ghost with a height of 1.73 meters, long and moist legs. Her appearance was similar to that in China today.
Like the most beautiful female stars, she has long black hair that reaches her waist, has a 36D teardrop-shaped chest armor (not removable), has a very thin waist, and has a waistcoat line. She wears a small tube top on her upper body and exposes her abdomen. She wears denim shorts on her lower body.
Along with khaki boots, I wore a pair of black stockings with suspenders on my legs, which were translucent and only 30D thick. It said it wanted to sleep with me, and I agreed, so I lost my virginity tonight, but
I accidentally got a beautiful female ghost who can warm the bed. This is probably a blessing in disguise."
After writing all this, Wu Que checked it over to see if there were any correct typos.
Well, there are no typos.
So he closed the notebook with satisfaction and lay back on the bed to get ready for sleep.
In order to fall asleep earlier, he even took a pill of melatonin that Yan You had bought before to help him sleep.
Needless to say, he fell asleep really quickly.
In a daze, he saw that figure again.
And that figure has already appeared beside the bed.
It lowered its head and looked at Wu Que quietly for a while, almost half an hour.
Then it knelt on Wu Que's pillow in reverse, and a pair of white hands with dark brown corpse spots grabbed Wu Que's neck, and slowly tightened...
After holding it back, it suddenly stopped and then withdrew its hand.
The hoarse old man's voice sounded, "You are a good person..."
It wanted to leave, but suddenly froze.
Because at some point, a hand suddenly rested on its shoulder.
But there should be a wall behind it...
And it’s a ghost! Why are ghosts also encountered?
You won’t hit ghosts anymore!
It was startled and turned around suddenly, only to meet Wu Que's eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile.
"You're not in bed-"
The corners of Wu Que's mouth raised, "When did you have the illusion that I was lying on the bed sleeping?"
The ghost was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that he was standing at the door of the security room and had not even entered the room.
And there was no one in the house at all!
Wu Que, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, was standing behind it, with his hand on its shoulder!
It didn't dare to move.
Wu Que walked around to it, looked up and down for a moment, and suddenly sighed, "Oh, why is he an old man..."