The sense of voyeurism became stronger and stronger, and even the shadows under the light became weird.
Those rustling sounds suddenly became like human voices, and someone could be heard whispering in a trance, but in this deserted hot spring courtyard, there was no one else but her, so who could be talking in these voices?
Unless this sound is not made by humans!
The theory of ghosts and gods was really nonsense. As soon as the idea came to her mind, she suppressed it. She picked up her clothes and took out her mobile phone from her bag. For some reason, her mobile phone had no signal.
This is inside a hotel, so logically there shouldn't be no signal. The light bulbs on the lamp posts flicker, and you can vaguely feel the messy "sizzling" sound of the current.
There was no one in the small courtyard, and between light and darkness, Jiang Shixi suddenly found that his shadow had disappeared.
She saw nothing beneath her feet.
And the shadow that should have appeared on the ground appeared one meter away like quicksand.
It swam, as dark as ink, and stood up suddenly, as if it had breathed out, and turned into a shadow person with the same stature as Jiang Shixi.
It had no facial features, only a rough outline. Jiang Shixi was scared in her heart, and asked in a trembling voice: "What are you?"
The shadow man didn't answer her. It moved forward and rushed towards Jiang Shixi at a very fast speed. Jiang Shixi quickly took half a step back and hid, trying to run out through the arch of the yard and tell others about the weirdness here.
However, her physical strength was far inferior to that of the shadow man, and she was chased after just a few steps. The shadow man's hand suddenly stretched out as if to strangle her neck, and she dodged to avoid it, but was hit on the shoulder by the shadow man.
In the middle, it felt like being hit with an iron rod, it was very heavy and painful.
She groaned, stumbled back, and took this opportunity to rush out of the yard.
She suddenly paused, because everything in front of her was shrouded in mist, and she couldn't see anything. Only the hot spring courtyard behind her was the only building and the only source of light. The shadow man was behind her, and she was afraid that it would happen in the next second.
Catch yourself.
"Shi Xi? Shi Xi?"
A colleague pushed Jiang Shixi's arm, and they were already ready to leave. Although soaking in the hot spring was comfortable, they couldn't lie here forever.
Jiang Shixi leaned against the pool with her eyes closed and her brows slightly furrowed. They shouted a few more times, and then Jiang Shixi opened her eyes, showing a hesitant expression.
"you……"
"Shi Xi, you just fell asleep after taking a bath for a while. If you really feel sleepy, go back to your room and sleep. It's easy to catch a cold here," the colleague said.
Were you sleeping just now?
Jiang Shixi pressed her shoulder, but there was no pain, and her shadow was also fine. Was she actually dreaming just now?
This realization made her a little overwhelmed. She responded, got up and went to the locker room to change clothes, and then left the yard with her colleagues.
When leaving, Jiang Shixi looked back at the yard behind her. The aunt was holding her head and playing with her mobile phone. If there was really any movement inside just now, she must not have been able to hide it. Then it seemed that all this was really just a nightmare she had.
But she didn't breathe a sigh of relief, because the feeling of being spied on in her heart still didn't disappear, but instead became stronger.
Jiang Shixi went back with his colleagues. Some other tourists held a bonfire party in the open space and barbecued at the same time. Other colleagues went over to ask and got permission, and now they are looking for someone to join in the fun. Although Fang Yingwu knew that Jiang Shixi didn't like him, he still felt in his heart
With the thought of taking things slowly, he also invited her to play together, but he didn't hold out much hope.
Jiang Shixi's mind is still a little confused right now, and he thinks it's easy to have random thoughts now when he goes back to the room. Maybe he will be fine after playing for a while.
Those tourists are all students from Jiangmen University and members of the Love Club. They are out for a spring outing this time.
A bonfire was lit in the middle of the open space, and several college students gathered around the barbecue grill, grilling chicken wings and corn cobs in bunches. The aroma was strong.
They were about the same age, and they started playing together after a while. Fang Yingwu glanced around with a bottle of juice, and saw Jiang Shixi looking at the opposite place, as if he was worried.
He walked over and handed over the juice, "Shi Xi, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Shixi came back to his senses and thanked him, "Nothing. Brother Fang, why don't you go over and join them?"
Fang Yingwu is approachable, very attentive, and very popular. He has made many friends in school, and his colleagues in the studio also like to get along with him. Now the group is still singing songs there, and it is impossible not to find him together.
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Fang Yingwu heard that she was joking and said with a smile: "Forget it about singing. Others want money for singing, but I sing... The weather is so nice today, so I better not ruin everyone's fun."
Jiang Shixi laughed out loud, "Senior Brother Fang, you are really sincere."
Fang Yingwu felt that after his confession failed, the relationship between the two of them became much more relaxed. There was no sense of solemnity like before when he had other thoughts. He leaned against the stone table, and Liang Jing came out from behind and said in surprise: "Then
We want to hear you sing even more."
She held a disposable plate in her hand and handed it to Jiang Shixi for safekeeping. She quickly searched for a microphone from her classmates in the Love Club. When she heard that Fang Yingwu was about to sing, a female colleague was quite surprised and wanted to appreciate it. Fang Yingwu refused.
Even though he didn't sing, the others thought he was being pretentious and provoked a lot of excitement. Liang Jing, who knew the truth, struggled not to laugh and waited for a good show.
She ate a lot of kebabs and shouted seriously: "Just sing one to make us all happy."
Fang Ying had no choice but to say to the microphone, "Don't regret it."
The deep sound made many people's hearts move, waiting to listen to the golden song.
Another microphone was placed by the vice president of the Jiangmen University Love Club. Under the firelight, you could see his excited face. He whistled into the microphone, and the scene became even more ignited.
Other tourists heard the commotion and kept wandering around to join in the fun. These young college students took the initiative to go over and ask them if they wanted to have something to eat together.
The night in early spring was still very cold, but the light from the fire and the atmosphere of so many people didn't make it feel cold at all.
Fang Yingwu cleared his throat and roared: "Wolf smoke is rising, and the mountains and rivers are looking to the north. The dragon flag is rolling, the horse is neighing, and the sword is like frost. The heart is like the vast water of the Yellow River. In twenty years, who can resist."
Everyone didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously covered their ears the next second.
Some people laughed and said that a good song has become a reminder. This song has a simple tune and is suitable for people with deep voices. However, even so, Fang Yingwu still sang this song with his own characteristics and performed it beautifully.
The song of destiny.
"Stop singing, stop singing! This tune has gone to the end of the world."
"Can I survive today?"
Many people were desperate and had no energy, so they refused to give the microphone to others, and a chase scene was staged on the spot.
The wood made a crackling sound, and a little spark splashed out and was extinguished instantly.
With a beep sound, Jiang Shixi took out her cell phone, and Zhao Changfeng sent her a message.