Wen Jiaren counted the days carefully, it had been a month in a row, and he had not appeared.
It seemed that he was really determined not to want this child.
Wen Jiaren was lying on the bed, unable to sleep.
My thoughts are very disturbed.
Suddenly, the originally bright light went out in an instant.
There's a power outage.
Wen Jiaren was not afraid at first, but the wind blew loudly outside the window, and at twelve o'clock in the night, the glass rattled.
Vaguely, someone knocked on her door.
The sound of the filming was very loud, and a lot of words were muttered.
There are many things that you can't be afraid of if you don't want to.
However, once people have directional thinking and start thinking about it, the more they think about it, the more afraid they will become.
This is the case with Wen Jiaren.
When she thought about it at the end, she thought of those ghost stories she had read.
She was startled by the slightest sound.
She touched around her, but there was no one there. She and Li Nian had been separated for almost three months, and she was still not used to it.
Every night I would subconsciously feel for warmth around me.
Wen Jiaren thought about it, feeling aggrieved in her heart.
Coupled with fear and the shocking scenes in those novels, I couldn't control myself anymore and dialed a number——
"Jiaxue..." Wen Jiaren's voice was trembling.
"..." However, there was silence on the phone, with only a faint sound of breathing.
"Jiaxue, is it you? I'm afraid..." Wen Jiaren's heart was beating very fast. She just wanted to find someone to talk to with her.
However, there was still silence on the other side.
Wen Jiaren bit her lip and added with a bit of fear: "Jiaxue, what are you doing... Suddenly there was a power outage and I couldn't sleep... I thought of a lot of ghost stories.
, the more I think about it, the more scared I become..."