The footsteps got closer and closer, and Liao Yu's body shivered more and more seriously. I don't know why, but as the footsteps got closer, the surroundings of Liao Yu became colder and colder.
"Old...boss..."
Liao Yu trembled, an invisible pressure shrouded her whole body, and the surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower, the air seemed to become thicker, and it became more and more difficult to speak or breathe.
"What exactly is going on..."
The air became thicker and thicker, and Liao Yu gradually felt that breathing became more and more difficult, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a thick feeling.
"Da da da"
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, still the same as before, neither urgent nor slow, and following an extremely strange rhythm. When Liao Yu listened, she felt that the footsteps were not on the ground, but on her heart.
.
"Dong...dong...dong"
"Da da da"
In the dull darkness, Liao Yu could not see anything, and could only hear the increasingly clear footsteps.
Every sound, her heartbeat seemed to be following the beat of the sound. Invisible pressure came from all directions, making her almost unable to breathe.
The thumping heartbeat echoed in her ears. At this time, she could no longer hear other sounds. Only the heartbeat and footsteps kept the same rhythm strangely. Liao Yu was frightened. Such a thing suddenly appeared, which made her
At a loss.
The sound of heartbeat and footsteps were so clear in this silent bookstore. She could no longer hear any other sounds. She could only feel that something in the darkness was approaching her little by little.
The surroundings were too dark, and Liao Yu couldn't see anything at all. There was no difference between opening and closing his eyes in this environment. But even so, Liao Yu still opened his eyes wide and stared at the footsteps.
The direction of transmission.
"The footsteps don't seem to belong to the boss..."
As the footsteps approached, the fear in Liao Yu's heart was slowly amplified, and a thought emerged in his mind. The footsteps were very strange. Listening carefully, and recalling the rhythm of Lin Mo's previous walking, the two could be said to be the same.
completely different.
Although she knew that it was dark at this time and the computer might be slower when she couldn't see anything, there was no hesitation in the footsteps, but Liao Yu remembered that in front of the sofa where she was lying, that's all.
The place she was facing at this time was filled with several tables and a bookshelf.
There is a row of tables placed there. Although I only have a slight understanding of the situation in this bookstore and cannot be called familiar, the situation that I saw before going to bed cannot be changed all of a sudden.
Lin Mo went to lie down on another sofa before her, and she turned off the light.
In a new place, Liao Yu's sleep was very light. If there was any loud noise, he would definitely be awakened. In other words, Lin Mo had no chance to move the table.
Not to mention the bookshelf. There are so many books on it. Once someone moves, it will definitely make a noise. Besides, it is very dark today. The bookstore belongs to Lin Mo. There is no need for the other party to wait until dark.
, and then moved the bookshelf.
But if the thing hadn't moved away, then why were the footsteps walking straight towards her?
His body trembled suddenly, and Liao Yu had a vague feeling that the owner of the footsteps was not the owner of this bookstore.
"Who broke into the bookstore? Then heard my voice and walked towards me?"
Realizing that something was wrong, Liao Yu wanted to move her body, but let alone moving her body at this time, she couldn't even open her mouth to speak. Her body was wrapped in the cold air, as if it was frozen!
"Boss! Help!"
His body could not move, and his voice was stuck in his throat, unable to come out. Liao Yu's pretty face instantly turned extremely pale.
My heart kept shouting, but I couldn't do anything.
Her heart was beating violently, and she tried desperately to move, but her body seemed to be out of her control. It was not hers, and she still couldn't move.
The silent shouting continued, and the feeling of being stared at by something became more and more intense. She didn't know what was happening, why it was like this, or why the tables, chairs, and bookshelves didn't stop her.
Her mind went blank, and in a daze, her eyes stared unblinking at the darkness ahead.
In a daze, Liao Yu seemed to see a vague figure walking slowly towards her. The person's walking posture was very strange, and his body was a little skewed. He seemed to be about the same height as Lin Mo, but Liao Yu
Yu knew, however, that this person was not Lin Mo at all.
Her delicate body was still trembling, and her whole body was swaying, but the figure was getting closer and closer to her, and there seemed to be no barrier between the two of them.
When fear enveloped her whole body and the chill seemed to freeze Liao Yu, she suddenly thought of something the old man said in the past, saying that when ghosts appeared, the surroundings would become extremely cold, and this was the case with her at this time.
"Did I hit a ghost?"
"Or are the gangsters coming in my direction?"
Her heart trembled suddenly. Liao Yu never thought that the things she had only heard as stories before could actually happen in front of her eyes.
But she had no idea, she didn't even know how to solve this problem. She had heard ghost stories, but when she actually encountered a ghost, she was still at a loss.
Suddenly, a pain came from his lips, Liao Yu
With a sudden jolt, his body was able to move, and a fishy-sweet taste filled his mouth, but Liao Yu couldn't care less. The moment his body could move, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa, shouting loudly at the same time.
"Boss! Help!"
The voice was harsh and harsh, even a little broken, but Liao Yu didn't care about it at all and wanted to escape. She knew that if she really encountered a ghost, then this ghost would not be something she could deal with.
There are only two people in the bookstore. Although in Liao Yu's heart, Lin Mo is just an ordinary person, the owner of the bookstore should have read a lot of books. Just in case, what if the other party has some way to rescue her from here?
Woolen cloth?
Besides, there were only two people in the bookstore. Apart from her, the only one was Lin Mo. Apart from Lin Mo, she had no one to call for help.
But as soon as she jumped up from the sofa, she felt as if she tripped over something. Her body became unstable and she fell to the side. The fall was so heavy that Liao Yu almost died.
Falling down was not a big deal, but Liao Yu suddenly discovered that the footsteps suddenly stopped.
She struggled to raise her head, only to see a vague shadow standing in front of her. The man lowered his head as if he was sizing her up.
"It's over!"
When she saw those blurry feet, Liao Yu realized that it was already too late for her to run.
His body was shaking involuntarily, and the surrounding air became colder and colder. Liao Yu had no thoughts at this time, and his mind seemed to be frozen. Only those two words kept echoing in his mind.
"Has the boss been killed?"
From the beginning to the end, Liao Yu did not hear any sound from Lin Mo, nor did she hear the footsteps of another person at all. The second before she fell to the ground, she was still praying and praying in her heart.
Lin Mo could help her or turn on the lights in the bookstore.
But no, there was nothing, no sound, no footsteps, and I didn't even hear any response from Lin Mo.
Lin Mo helped her at the door earlier, which made Liao Yu think that this bookstore owner who didn't know much about words should be a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, and he didn't have any bad thoughts towards her, even if he was a little bored with her.
, and will still help.
So when she fell and still didn't wait for Lin Mo, the first thought that came to her mind was that as the owner of the bookstore, Lin Mo might have been killed.
But now she was the only one in the bookstore, or she was the only living person, and that guy, who didn't know whether he was a ghost or a gangster, was standing in front of her. At this moment, she understood that she would never be there again.