"Mom..." A voice came from the phone. Qiao Yan bit her lip and continued listening. "Come and stay with me," he said, "Mom."
This last sound overlapped with the sound inside the house heard by the other ear.
Qiao Yan shuddered and turned around to see the group clinging to the wall, whooshing towards her!
"Oh shit! Ah!" Her back suddenly straightened, and she fell off the bed while grabbing her phone. She took two steps forward using her hands and feet before staggering to her feet again.
"Mother……"
"Mother……"
Unable to jump into the arms of its "mother", its crying immediately echoed in the room, as if it was very aggrieved.
But Qiao Yan didn't feel sorry for this thing at all. First, it was ugly, and second, no matter how you looked at it, she, who was in so much pain, was the more pitiful!
What was even more terrifying was that the thing cried and howled for a while, and when it saw that Qiao Yan didn't respond, it immediately stopped crying and then disappeared.
It's like having a spider in your home. One second you see it there, but the next second it's gone. So you're faced with a dilemma: should you leave your home or leave your home?
The temperature in the house was getting warmer, but Qiao Yan didn't have the energy to feel it carefully. Even if the room was safe, she couldn't stay here psychologically for the time being.
Qiao Yan left the room. The lights in the corridor were on all night, and the smooth floor reflected the light faintly, making it bright. Looking around, she saw that all the doors on the first floor were closed. After all, it was the middle of the night.
Walking down the corridor, she found the elevator. Qiao Yan hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to stay in the corridor or go downstairs. Finally, she decided to go downstairs. She wanted to look through the trash cans.
If I go through the trash can now, no one will see me!
The gray elevator door did not match the overall style of the building. Qiao Yan saw it from a distance. Surprisingly, she was lucky and the elevator stopped at her floor.
After pressing the button for the first floor, Qiao Yan consciously leaned to the innermost corner of the elevator. This position always gives people a strong sense of security.
She looked up and saw the number on the display jump to 1, so she prepared to go out, but the elevator door didn't open, and the elevator didn't stop running...
The elevator began to grow colder, and Qiao Yan's hairs were the first to sense something was wrong, standing on end. She held onto the elevator wall with both hands, inched her way to the emergency button, and pressed it.
No response.
She pressed hard more than ten times, but there was still no response. Cold sweat trickled down Qiao Yan's forehead. The temperature inside was getting lower and lower, as if it was turning her into some kind of frozen food.
"Why don't you want me... Mom?" Qiao Yan felt a pain in the calf of her left leg, and her legs went weak and she almost fell to her knees.
Looking down, she saw the purple-red mass causing trouble again. It had its arms and legs wrapped around Qiao Yan's calf like a koala. Although it was weightless, Qiao Yan found that her left leg was completely unable to move.
And... it hurts so much!
Her lips quickly turned white, and his hands were like curved fish hooks, digging into her flesh. The rusty smell of blood exploded in the narrow elevator.
"Don't leave me, Mom... Mom..." It raised its head towards Qiao Yan and opened its black mouth. Qiao Yan saw a row of fine serrations inside!
"I'm not your mother, get out of here!" She reached out to grab the thing, and it felt extremely soft, as if it had no bones. Her fingers sank right into it and were then wrapped around it.
"Depend on!"
Not only was this thing disgusting to the touch, it was also very tight. Furthermore, whenever Qiao Yan moved it, the hand hooked around her calf would start to stir, causing the pain to force her to let go.
"Mom..." it said, "Play with me?"
Before Qiao Yan could understand what was happening, the elevator door, which had been closed all the time, dinged open. The cold air in the elevator collided with the hot air outside, producing a light white smoke.
Qiao Yan glanced at the display screen warily. It was indeed the first floor, but everything outside looked more like a hospital.
Her feet could move again, the wounds and blood all disappeared, her left leg was intact, and the ghost baby disappeared without a trace. Everything that had just happened seemed like an illusion.
Qiao Yan took a deep breath and walked out of the elevator tentatively. The elevator door did not close because of her departure, which made her feel a little relieved. At least she could still return.
The faint smell of disinfectant entered Qiao Yan's nose, and she was sure that this was the hospital.
How ridiculous! She took an elevator and ran to the hospital.
The light on the ceiling was dim, its flickering presence exacerbating the unease in people's hearts. It must be the inpatient floor. Qiao Yan looked at the doors with red numbers on them.
“Wow—”
The sound of a baby crying from the darkness beyond her reach made Qiao Yan's heart flutter. It was like flipping a switch, and instantly, the cries of various babies of varying decibels could be heard from the wards on either side.
Qiao Yan quickly covered her ears. The baby's loud crying made her feel a little upset, and her pace forward naturally quickened a lot.
She silently counted the number of rooms she passed by in her mind, but there was always another room in front of each room, as if there was no end, so Qiao Yan had to stop.
"Will you play with me?"
She thought about this sentence, playing... So what was this game that was going on? Qiao Yan tried to open the doors of the wards, but she got nothing except louder crying from inside.
She passed one door after another, and when she was about to collapse and pull out her hair, she finally noticed something.
It's sound.
Qiao Yan rubbed her ears; the sound wasn't coming from the right source. Amidst the cacophony of crying, a faint laugh had crept in!
"Hehehehe...hehehehe..." The frequency is close to crying, so you can't hear it if you don't listen carefully.
And when Qiao Yan noticed the laughter, all the crying was no longer an obstacle. The laughter became clearer and clearer in her mind. Qiao Yan could tell that the laughter did not come from the ward.
It's outside.
Qiao Yan was shocked by her own thoughts and looked around but couldn't find anything.
But there must be something she overlooked, Qiao Yan was very sure. Her eyes scanned everything around her little by little, and finally stopped at the round metal trash can standing next to the chair and against the wall.
It was dirty and inconspicuous, but Qiao Yan rushed towards it as if he had grabbed something.
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