I was immediately fooled by what the girl at the front desk said.
I have never heard of businesses trying their best to attract customers, but this is the first time I encountered a business trying to drive away customers.
I subconsciously touched my face. Although it wasn't that handsome, at least it was passable. Could it be that my face made this girl uncomfortable?
"Sister, why can't I understand what you are saying?" I frowned and looked at her, feeling a little confused.
The girl at the front desk sighed helplessly and said, "It's okay. If you really want to stay, just stay. This is your room card. In fact, we originally checked in after six o'clock, and the check-out time was the next day.
It's twelve o'clock, but... forget it, I'll change your check-out time to twelve o'clock tomorrow."
The girl at the front desk lowered her head and didn't look at me. She kept talking to herself, and her words were a bit choppy, making it difficult to grasp the point.
I glanced at this girl, and soon she informed me that I could go upstairs.
My room is in Room 301 on the third floor. This room is located at the end of the corridor. There is a window at the end of the corridor. The window happened to be open at this time. What a coincidence, when I came to the door of the room, I suddenly
A gust of cold wind blew in from outside, making me shiver all over.
When I opened the room, the weird thing was that this room seemed to have been vacant. It had not been ventilated for a long time. It had a stale smell. As for the walls, they were full of water stains, and some corners were even stained.
The paint has peeled off and it looks very dilapidated.
I frowned and strode in. I immediately opened the curtains and windows. After a while, the stale smell in the room was finally dissipated.
My room is on the shady side, probably because there is no sunlight. There is always a cold air in the room, but to be honest, I have become accustomed to the cold air during this period, so I don't mind the coldness of this place.
Don't care too much.
Then I went to the bathroom to wash my face. Maybe it was because I stayed all night in Anping Mountain. My face in the mirror looked pale and there was no blood at all. I also had a pair of dark circles under my eyes, and my eyelids were so swollen that they were stuck together.
Like a piece of sausage.
I yawned listlessly and left the bathroom.
The layout of the room is very simple, with a bed and a small square table, and an old-fashioned big-ass TV set on the square table.
I looked around helplessly, thinking that I was just taking a rest anyway, so I shouldn't be too picky. Then I took off my shoes and went to bed. Maybe it was because I was really too tired now, so I put my head on the pillow.
, and fell asleep directly.
I had a very restless sleep this night, and I always felt like there was a buzzing sound coming from my ears.
In fact, I slept very lightly in this place, and my consciousness did not completely fall into a deep sleep. I vaguely felt that someone was moving around in the room. At first, I thought I had entered a dark store. The weird girl at the front desk secretly
He sneaked into my room to steal things, but when I woke up, I found that the room was empty except for me.
After three or two times, I stopped paying attention to it.
I don't know how much time passed while I was sleeping. Maybe it was because the window was not closed. At this time, there was a touch of coldness in many places in the room. I subconsciously shrank down and huddled in my bed. But at this time, I suddenly
I felt a cold feeling on the soles of my feet. The coldness came suddenly and rushed up my legs quickly.
It felt like a pair of cold hands were stroking my thighs.
It was already at this point, if I didn't feel anything anymore, I would really be dead. Immediately, I was so frightened that the hairs on my body stood up, and I quickly wanted to open my eyes.
But the strange thing is that no matter how much I want to open my eyes at this time, my eyelids feel like they have been completely sewn shut and I can't move at all. As for my chest, there is a depressing feeling.
It was as if a huge boulder was pressing down on my body at this moment, making me feel breathless.
I tried desperately to struggle to get rid of this feeling, but my body couldn't move at all.
Those cold palms brushed my thighs and slowly came to my upper body. With the arrival of the palms, I felt a cold feeling in my ears. This feeling was like someone lying on the bed.
On my shoulders, there was a constant air-conditioning blowing against my neck.
Could it be that... I'm being pressed into bed by a ghost now?
Although I couldn't open my eyes, my mind was very clear.
Naturally, I have read a lot of ghost movies and supernatural novels, and the idea of ghosts pressing on the bed is often mentioned in them, and what I feel now is almost exactly the same as ghosts pressing on the bed.
The cold touch felt all the way up from my stomach, and finally just when the hands were about to touch my neck, a strange scream came from my ears.
The moment the screams came out, all the chills that I had felt disappeared without a trace, and at the same time, the depressing feeling in my body also disappeared.
I suddenly sat up from the bed, opened my eyes and looked around nervously.
It's just that at this time, there was nothing around.
"This...how long have I been sleeping? It's already night now?" I stared blankly at the dark night outside. I never thought that I, who just wanted to take a nap, would actually fall asleep.
It's dark.
I feel helpless, it seems that returning home will have to be postponed until tomorrow.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of my room. I don’t know who was in such a hurry. I felt that the person at the door was about to knock my door open.
Seeing that I didn't come to open the door and there was no sound coming from the room, the man seemed a little worried and quickly asked, "Yang Fan? Yang Fan? Are you okay? Open the door quickly."
The sound at the door was so loud that she would probably wake me up even if I fell asleep.
The voice shouting at the door sounds familiar to me. Isn't it the girl at the front desk from before? I don't know what's going on. She seems to be very anxious now, and her tone is full of worry.
I curiously got out of bed and was about to open the door for her, because the bathroom was right at the door. As soon as I walked over, I saw a crack on the bathroom mirror.
The moment I saw this crack, I was stunned. Although I was confused when I first entered the room, I trust my memory. I clearly remember that when I looked in the mirror, this crack did not exist.