"Ahem..." The agent decided it would be best not to eat until this conversation was over. "Why are you asking this?"
"I just saw some gossip online..." Qiao Yan once again simply let the internet take the blame.
"You should brush less in the future." The agent was speechless for a moment. "How would I know about this kind of thing happening to others? Even if it really happened, how could they possibly tell others about it? They must have dealt with it secretly..."
Well... Qiao Yan felt a little disappointed that she didn't get an answer. She had thought this would be a good opportunity to help her screen out the problematic person in the crew.
At night, Qiao Yan was the only one left in the room. She still had to get up early the next morning to do her makeup. Her feet had already healed a lot in the afternoon, and now they didn't hurt at night.
However, she still followed her agent's instructions and replaced the plaster with a new one before preparing to rest, even though she felt she couldn't fall asleep very well. After all, she had seen with her own eyes that something that was not in line with common sense appeared in this room.
Or maybe she should ask for a different room?
Qiao Yan lay on the bed, thinking, the pain in her back preventing her from lying on her back. But what was the point of changing rooms? Those things weren't in this room, but were simply coming for her. I guess they would follow her even if she changed rooms.
Qiao Yan didn't turn off the light in the room.
“Who could it be…”
Who wants this sixth female role so badly? She doesn't even have a lot of screen time... is status really that important?
She turned on her phone and clicked on the app where the help post was located that she had searched for during the day. Surprisingly, a red dot appeared where the private message was!
Qiao Yan opened the private message and found that it was not a system message, but a reply from the poster she left a message to today!
【Can you see the traces in my photo?! 】
[Damn it, brother, you're really unlucky, just like me.]
Qiao Yan checked the time the other person replied. Five minutes ago! Not that long ago! So she immediately replied: "I'm really going crazy. I saw it this afternoon!"
Unexpectedly, the other party replied immediately, and it was obvious that he was very concerned about this matter. Perhaps he did not expect that after such a long time, someone would experience the same thing as him.
【Oh my god, you feel worse than me! 】
How are you now?
Qiao Yan replied: Still alive, but the marks on my body are still there.
"Hurry up and find an expert to take a look at this. To eliminate this thing, you have to uproot it completely! It's difficult for ordinary people to do it."
[I spent a lot of money to hire a master to solve it. ]
[Here's the Master's phone number, but I don't know if he's changed it yet...]
The other party sent a phone call, and Qiao Yan copied it and dialed it directly, but the ring rang twice and still no one answered, and it turned into a busy tone.
Seeing this, Qiao Yan could only send a message to the other party: The call couldn't be connected.
[Hiss, I have no other choice...]
"How about you see if you can find a master who understands this? Or maybe call again tomorrow?"
[Brother, the little ghost is difficult to deal with. The most important thing is to find the guy who raised the little ghost. Good luck to you.]
Qiao Yan looked at the other party's message and sighed. She also wanted to find the guy who raised the little ghost...
As the night deepened, Qiao Yan herself didn't know when or how she fell asleep. In her last memory, she didn't know what she was thinking when she turned on the video recording on her mobile phone, and then leaned it against the headboard to record.
The moon outside the window was only a tiny fraction away from fullness, but the moonlight couldn't penetrate the thick shadows of the trees, so Qiao Yan's room was exceptionally dark.
Her breathing was slow, and she moved occasionally, then shivered in pain because her back was pulled. After being quiet for a while, she began to repeat the cycle of move - pain - stop - move.
The gentle sound of the air conditioner's breathing became obvious in the silence. The agent set the temperature to 26 degrees, but Qiao Yan felt extremely cold while sleeping.
Her hands and feet were the first to feel the cold, so she spontaneously sought warmth, pulling at the quilt that had only been covering her slightly. But the quilt was obviously not very helpful. She still felt cold, and her body felt heavy... as if something was pressing down on her.
"Hmph..." She groaned uncomfortably in her sleep and moved her body slightly, as if trying to get rid of the thing pressing on her.
But in the darkness, the purple-red ghost still lay on her back, and like a toy doll, it shouted with a real yet fake tone, "Mom..."
Its limbs moved, and it crawled like a normal baby until it reached Qiao Yan's shoulder blades and stretched out its tiny hand, "Come and stay with me, Mommy."
While sleeping, Qiao Yan felt that breathing was a little difficult, as if she had a cold and a stuffy nose. She wanted to breathe through her mouth but found that this method also became very difficult.
"Uh..." She struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and regardless of the pain in her back, she sat up suddenly from the bed, "Ahem..."
The discomfort in her neck made her cough unbearably, but when she touched it, she felt nothing.
"Why is it so cold..." She rubbed her frozen arms impatiently, and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside. She remembered that she turned on the video just in case.
In the quiet room, only the phone was working diligently. When Qiao Yan picked it up, the recording continued. The camera shook, and Qiao Yan saw herself in the camera. Her face was pale, and there were two purple-red handprints on her neck!
Her breathing suddenly became heavier and her heart sank.
After pressing the button to end recording, Qiao Yan opened the saved video without saying a word.
At the beginning of the video, everything in the room seemed normal, with only a little white noise and Qiao Yan's shallow breathing. But after a while, Qiao Yan saw herself in the camera moving as if she were cold. Soon after, the video began to freeze and the screen became distorted, affecting the presentation of the picture.
Qiao Yan sniffed, pressed the pause button, and chose to manually slide the progress bar to view it frame by frame.
The video kept freezing and was out of focus for a while. When it came back into focus, Qiao Yan saw a blurry object appear on her back...
The shape of that thing was unclear, but Qiao Yan knew it was the same thing she saw in the bathroom today. What else could it be?!
I saw it moving slowly on its back, its body gradually getting bigger, and its mouth opening and closing as if saying something was pitch black.
Qiao Yan turned the volume up to the maximum. Now she could hear some sound, but it was still very small, so she had to put her ear under the phone.
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