Volume 1 Chapter 33 Xu Xiaogou

Xu Jingmo's sleep quality has always been very good. He can fall asleep within a few minutes after touching the pillow, not to mention on his own bed at home. The mattress and pillow are both his favorite brands. He feels very comfortable lying on the bed, but he just can't fall asleep.

As soon as I close my eyes, my mind is filled with the person in the master bedroom next door.

When he thought that Du Ruo might be lying on the bed where he had slept, covered with his quilt, he felt uneasy in his heart. He tossed and turned in bed, sighing silently. He wanted to stop his daydreaming, but his imagination continued uncontrollably.

He didn't even know he was such a pervert. When he didn't see her, it was okay. He wanted to go home, but what he missed more was the happy times they had played together.

He has only seen people for a few days now, and after a few accidental physical contacts, his mind is already full of yellow waste...

I thought about her refreshing fragrance, her soft waist, and... Tsk, I can't think about it anymore. An eighteen-year-old boy has too much liver fire. It must be that his puberty came a little late, and he is holding it back. That must be it.

Xu Jingmo sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, turned on his phone and opened the game, forcing himself to divert his attention.

I don't know how much time had passed, but I vaguely heard a light cough coming from outside the door. The sound was not loud, and if he was asleep, he might not be able to hear it.

The game ended, and he exited the interface and checked the time. It was 1:30 in the morning. Without hesitation, Xu Jingmo got up from the bed and walked out of the bedroom.

The lights in the living room were dim, with only a faint light coming from the TV. The sound was very low. Du Ruo was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, holding a bag of potato chips in his hand, watching TV intently. There were also some drinks and snacks on the coffee table.

Du Ruo heard footsteps, turned around, and looked at him. She blinked in surprise and asked, "Did I wake you up by watching TV?"

"No, my throat feels sore and I woke up because I was thirsty." Xu Jingmo walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of mineral water, and sat down on the sofa.

There was a movie playing on TV with eerie and spooky scenes. After watching it for a few minutes, he realized that it was one of the top ten horror movies and he had seen it before.

Xu Jingmo lowered his eyes and looked at Du Ruo. She was sitting on the wool carpet, wearing a set of white polka-dot pajamas. From his current height, he just felt that she was a small ball curled up there, so cute that it made his heart soften and his hands itchy.

He asked, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Du Ruo was eating potato chips without looking up, watching the film seriously, and said casually, "I'm not sleepy, I'll go to sleep after watching this."

Xu Jingmo chuckled, "Watching horror movies in the middle of the night to help you sleep, you're amazing."

Du Ruo: "It's just a form of expression in audio-visual art. Compared with other types of movies, horror movies are more likely to arouse my emotions. When I feel better, I sleep better."

“……” Nothing to say.

Du Ruo was crunching potato chips, turned to look at him and asked, "Are you scared?"

Xu Jingmo said calmly, "I'm not afraid."

Du Ruo said: "Do you remember the little bear you gave me when I was a kid? It would tell ghost stories automatically at midnight."

Xu Jingmo slid down from the sofa and sat next to her on the carpet. He asked tentatively, "Remember, what are you doing? Do you want to bring up old scores with me?"

Du Ruo snorted and commented, "The little bear you gave me is pretty cool. None of these horror movies are as scary as the ghost stories the little bear tells."

Xu Jingmo's memory was a little fuzzy and he was skeptical.

Really? He was only 5 years old at the time, and he didn't want to scare her too much, so he didn't seem to find any particularly scary ghost stories. How could it be scarier than a horror movie?

Du Ruo turned her head and looked into his eyes, and said slowly and seriously, "I still remember a story about a couple. The husband borrowed a loan with high interest and had no money to pay back."

Xu Jingmo had no impression of this story at all. He was curious about how scary this ghost story could be to keep her company for so many years. He asked in cooperation, "And then?"

Du Ruo put down the potato chips, wiped his hands with a wet tissue, turned up the volume of the TV with the remote control, and said slowly: "One day, the creditor came to the house. The husband was not at home, only the wife was at home. The wife had no money to pay, so the creditor killed her, cut off her head, hands, feet, limbs and other parts, hid them, and left a note - [If you don't pay back, you'll be the next one]."

"When the man came back, he saw blood all over the house and couldn't contact his wife. After finding the note, he guessed that his wife might have met with an accident, but he did nothing but cleaned the house as if nothing had happened."

"At night, when he was sleeping, the mistress came to him in his dream and said, "I died a miserable death... You are a heartless man. You owed me money and killed me, but you didn't avenge me and you can still sleep! !" The mistress chased him in the dream and wanted to kill him and bury him with him."

"The man was very scared and kept running. When he couldn't run any more, he knelt down and begged the mistress to let him go and let him do anything to make up for his mistake."

Du Ruo's voice was soft and gentle, and she spoke slowly and rhythmically. Xu Jingmo was completely immersed in her story. He responded softly, indicating that he was listening carefully.

Du Ruo continued, "The hostess said, 'Then you find my body. Then they will cut me into pieces. I don't have a complete body and I can't be reincarnated. If I can't be reincarnated, I will always haunt you.' The host immediately agreed and asked her, 'Where is your body? I will find it for you.'"

"The mistress said her head was under the bed, so the man crouched under the bed and really reached his wife's head. She stared at him with her eyes wide open, and he was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat."

"The hostess said that her legs were in the closet, so the host went to look for them in the closet and actually found his wife's legs. The legs could even walk on their own, and he was so scared that he screamed."

"The hostess urged him to keep looking, saying that her arm was in his quilt. The host lifted the quilt and actually found a bloody arm in the quilt. He was so scared that he peed himself. He had just gotten out of bed... Where did the arm come from..."

"He was so scared, but he didn't dare to stop. He could only keep looking as the mistress asked. In the end, he found only one hand... The man asked: "Where is your right hand? If you find it, you can reincarnate."

Du Ruo deliberately kept the topic a secret until here, paused, looked at Xu Jingmo and asked, "Guess what happened next?"

Xu Jingmo had completely immersed himself in her story. The thrilling background music on TV matched perfectly, giving him goosebumps. He stared at her in silence, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Du Ruo waved his hand, motioning him to come closer.

Xu Jingmo leaned closer to him with his ear tilted, his curiosity completely aroused, and he listened attentively, waiting for her next words.

Du Ruo said slowly: "The hostess said: "Yes, I only need a right hand to reincarnate, my right hand is..."

"Here!" Du Ruo suddenly stretched out his right hand in front of Xu Jingmo's face, scaring him so much that his pupils shrank. He stepped back and covered his heart, which was throbbing and almost jumping out. He felt like he was losing his soul.

“Hahahahahahahahaha…”

When Du Ruo saw his embarrassing frightened look, she couldn't help but pound her legs and laugh, and was very satisfied with her own prank.

Xu Jingmo was stunned for several seconds before he recovered from the shock. He was almost amused by her. She had no martial ethics. He even thought she was telling him some serious ghost story.

Xu Jingmo licked his lips and suddenly said, "You're not afraid of attracting ghosts by telling ghost stories in the middle of the night. Look behind you."

Du Ruo glanced at her speechlessly. What a low-level trick. She wouldn't have fallen for it even when she was three years old.

"Really? I lied to you and called you a puppy." Xu Jingmo said seriously, and even raised his chin and nodded behind her, as if there was really someone there.

Du Ruoming knew that he might be lying to her, but she still turned back to take a look, wanting to see what he was up to.

When I turned around, sure enough, there was nothing.

childish!

"Xu Xiaogou, bark a few times and let me hear you."

Du Ruo turned his head teasingly, and was suddenly met with a "ghost face" that was glowing white, with both eyes completely white and no trace of black pupils visible.

The moment she turned around, the "ghost face" suddenly rushed towards her face, scaring Du Ruo so much that she screamed and quickly stepped back to avoid it.

Because she was leaning sideways while telling the story, her back was not completely leaning on the sofa, and her center of gravity was unstable. She was about to fall backwards. In panic, she instinctively reached out and grabbed the ear of "Ghost Face".

Xu Jingmo quickly threw away the phone with the flashlight on and begged for mercy, "Ah, it hurts, it hurts..."

Xu Jingmo's ears hurt, so he had to follow her force and move downwards. Du Ruo wanted to use her force to stand up, but she didn't expect that the force would move downwards. In a flash, they both fell on the carpet.