Ling Fan opened the bathroom door with a creak, and saw dim candlelight leaking out from inside. The dimness of the bathroom was in sharp contrast with the bright lights outside.
A girl in a purple skirt stood quietly in front of the bathroom mirror. Her long black hair was as long as flowing clouds. She didn't seem to notice Ling Fan's sudden intrusion, and just stood quietly.
In front of the bath mirror, she seemed to be holding something in her hand, which shone brightly in the dim candlelight.
"Miss, who are you? Why don't you turn on the light? Light a candle in front of the bathroom mirror?" Ling Fan asked curiously.
"Sir, my name is Su Weiwei, I can't turn on the light..." the girl in front of the mirror trembled.
When Ling Fan heard Su Weiwei's name, he suddenly felt as if he had thought about it there, but couldn't remember it for a moment. He just asked curiously: "Miss, why can't you turn on the light? Do you want me to turn it on for you?" As he said, Ling Fan's
You have to reach for the light button next to it.
"don't want!"
The girl who was as quiet as a virgin suddenly burst out with an extremely frightened scream.
However, it was still too late. Ling Fan was so frightened by this possibly unusual roar that his fingers twitched and pressed on the button of the light.
There was a crisp sound, and the entire bathroom was suddenly filled with bright lights. However, brightness did not mean safety and warmth. What was in front of Ling Fan at this time was a terrifying scene.
The girl in the purple skirt suddenly squatted down, her long hair suddenly spread on her back. In front of her face, she covered her face tightly with her hands and kept sobbing.
What frightened Ling Fan was not the sudden action of the girl, but the goblet that was only half filled with red liquid. The stem of the glass was clamped between two long nails, and a piece of extremely burnt black hair was just visible along the fingers.
The arm stretched out from the mirror.
"Get up, the wine glass isn't full yet!"
A cold and chilling voice suddenly sounded, coming from the bathroom mirror. This cold voice seemed to have an irresistible charm.
The girl in purple clothes carried Ling Fan on her back, stopped sobbing, stood up slowly, and placed her neck on the goblet.
In an instant, an extremely clear ticking sound sounded, and it seemed that the only sound in the entire space was the sound of blood drops falling on the wine glass.
Ling Fan looked at the incredible scene in front of him in horror.
Suddenly, he remembered the name Su Weiwei. Wasn't the name of the girl who died tragically in the bathroom five years ago Su Weiwei?!
But, how come she is alive again?!
Ling Fan looked at everything in front of him in horror, but when he saw the girl's blood dripping drop by drop into the goblet, he suddenly felt resentful.
He yelled to get rid of the fear in his heart and ran towards Su Weiwei, trying to pull her hand away, but when he touched Su Weiwei's hand, he felt that what he was touching was not a warm nephrite, but
More like a hard cold stone, a section of extremely cold ice.
"Sir! Run! Run! Otherwise she will kill you!" Su Weiwei suddenly turned her head and shouted towards Ling Fan.
Ling Fan froze in shock because what he saw was not a young and beautiful face, but a mangled face with blood and flesh. One of the two eyes on the face was broken, while the other was already broken.
Next to the hanging teeth, there are nerves and flesh and blood attached to them...
"Ah..." Ling Fan screamed in great horror, shook off Su Weiwei's hand, turned around and ran towards the bathroom door.
"Now that you're here, don't leave!" The cold voice sounded again.
With a sudden sound, Ling Fan felt a cold wind behind his ears, and then felt his throat being held tightly.
An extremely cold feeling came from his neck. Ling Fan felt that his neck was almost frozen, and then a huge force pinched his neck, making him unable to breathe.
Ling Fan pressed his chin against the two hands that were squeezing his throat, then stretched out his hands to grab the bathroom door.
In front of him, Ling Fan's fingers were about to grab the bathroom door handle, but suddenly the bathroom door slowly closed as if it was being pushed.
The door slowly closed, and recently only a thin line remained.
Suddenly, someone shouted Ling Fan's name, and then a pretty figure flashed past the crack in the bathroom door and ran towards the dance floor in the distance.
"Tianyu!"
Ling Fan wanted to shout Tian Yu's name loudly, but he seemed to have suddenly become mute. No matter how hard he shouted, there was still no sound coming out of his mouth.
Tian Yu continued to call his name outside, but Tian Yu's voice gradually faded away, and finally seemed to come from another space.
Ling Fan felt his eyes suddenly go dark, the bright lights went out instantly, and the dim and terrifying candlelight once again filled the entire bathroom.
He only felt that his body suddenly lost all strength, and his body was dragged towards the mirror bit by bit by those two cold hands.
Suddenly, Ling Fan felt a cold light coming from his eyes!
Instantly, a heartbreaking pain came from Ling Fan's eyes...
"What's wrong with me?! Why can't I breathe?! Am I already dead?!"
Ling Fan felt as if his breathing was suddenly stopped, and then an extremely cold feeling suddenly appeared on his face.
Ling Fan suddenly opened his eyes and saw ice water everywhere on his face and chest.
What frightened Ling Fan even more was that Chu Tianyu was pinching his nose and mouth to prevent him from breathing.
"What's wrong with Tianyu?! Does she want to murder me?!" Ling Fan shook his head in horror at the thought of this, and kept making a grunting sound from his throat.
"Miss! He's awake! Let go, otherwise he will be suffocated to death by you!" The young bartender standing next to Ling Fan put the wine glass in his hand back on the coffee table and took Chu Tianyu's arm.
Chu Tianyu said anxiously, seeing that Ling Fan had woken up, he quickly let go of his hands and looked at Ling Fan in front of him with a worried look.
"Tianyu, what are you doing? Are you trying to murder me?! You're suffocating me to death!" Ling Fan waited for Tianyu to let go of his hand, then sat up from the back of the sofa, breathing heavily.
He was angry and asked in surprise.
The young bartender sat back on the sofa and said: "Don't blame this lady. You suddenly fell into unconsciousness just now. If it hadn't been for this lady who had the wisdom to cover your mouth and nose and call you back from the hallucination.
, you’re afraid you’ve already been trapped forever!”
When Ling Fan heard this, he turned to look at Tian Yu, but Tian Yu acted as if nothing had happened and was just looking at the coffee table in front of him.
Suddenly, Ling Fan felt a burst of gratitude in his heart. He had fallen into this kind of terrible hallucination countless times. Fortunately, Tian Yu helped him every time. Otherwise, he would have been lost in it.