Tick.
Tick.
Tick...tick.
The cold water dripped on his face, and Yu Xing frowned unconsciously, and suddenly woke up from the chaos.
Tick.
In the darkness, the sound of water droplets shattered in his ears. He held his breath, opened his eyes wide and looked at the ceiling. His vision gradually adapted to the darkness, and he was sure that he was still in the room and in the bed.
When did you fall asleep?
Yu Xing's eyes became sharp. After lying down, he thought about pretending to be asleep and waiting for midnight to see if something would happen. But he fell asleep unknowingly?
Obviously, things have come.
He held his body tightly and kept his ears still, and he focused his attention and listened. The sound of water droplets was sometimes far and sometimes near, and he could not see the source, but it must be abnormal.
While listening to the sound of water drops, he also heard the breathing of another person who was so close to him, very stable, and he was also asleep.
No matter what the thing was coming, I was just wandering around for the time being without taking action or being frightened by them. Yu Xing guessed that the thing was waiting for the opportunity, either wanted to create psychological pressure, or... was waiting for them to wake up?
He moved his hand inch by inch and touched it to the side, covering his body under the quilt, making it difficult to detect such tiny movements.
Soon, he touched the corner of Zhao Yijiu's clothes.
Yu Xing paused and continued to touch him. Since he was sleeping on his back, Zhao Yijiu was sleeping on his side. He could easily touch Zhao Yijiu's hand in front of his abdomen.
The hands were cold, but this was not a problem. Zhao Yijiu's body temperature was very low.
The problem is that he has encountered Zhao Yijiu's skin, why is this guy still not awake?
Zhao Yijiu is the kind of person who is full of vigilance and can wake up at any time whether he is in his sleep or not.
Is it the reason for the thing I came to, or my own?
Yu Xing was a little hesitant. He had no experience of sleeping with others, but the same was true when he was in the coffin village last time. Xiao Xuechen slept in the bed next to him and fell asleep directly.
But no matter what it is, since he has woken up, it means that Zhao Yijiu can definitely wake up. He pinched Zhao Yijiu with his hands and heard that Zhao Yijiu's breathing was not as stable as before.
The next second, Zhao Yijiu quickly grabbed his hand, and the other party used the strength to catch ghosts, and Yu Xing almost took a breath.
To enduring the amplified pain, he patted Zhao Yijiu's hand. Fortunately, Zhao Yijiu realized that it was him and immediately let go. The two of them did not communicate any more. They lay quietly on the bed, and there was only the sound of water droplets that were sometimes far and sometimes close.
Yu Xing was waiting, and Zhao Yijiu, who had just woken up, was also waiting. They were just unsure. The ghost that came... was waiting?
Tick.
A drop of water fell on Zhao Yijiu's side face. He also opened his eyes at this time. In the darkness, his perception was slightly better than Yu Xing, especially his vision and hearing. While looking at Yu Xing's calm face, he heard Yu Xing... not breathing.
Breathing came from the ceiling on his side.
"Dongdongdongdongdong."
Suddenly, there were waves of unrhythmic knocks under the bed. At the same time, a glass cup on the desk in the room fell for no reason and fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
One of the fragments splashed from the ground, rubbed over Yu Xing, and shot straight towards Zhao Yijiu's hair.
He felt the glass fragments rubbing through the edge of his hair. Fortunately, he didn't move, otherwise he might have been injured.
A false alarm.
The knocking under the bed stopped for a few seconds, then rang again, and became even more violent, and it had the meaning of not waking them up.
"Dongdongdongdong..."
The arm that Zhao Yijiu pillowed under his head moved and held the long spike hidden under the quilt.
Although this action seems to alarm the enemy, he must hold the weapon in his hand or he will fall into complete passiveness.
"us……"
Unfamiliar voices that I had never heard before sounded from under the bed. Because the air sound was very heavy, it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
The voice said softly: "Back...be back..."
Tick.
The water droplets smashed onto the hard wooden pillow and then fell into silence.
No sound? Yu Xing's brows moved, and suddenly a slight wind blew from the edge of the bed. The corner of his mouth curled and sat up directly. Zhao Yijiu's long nail stabbed at the same time when he was lying on his upper body. A sharp scream exploded in the ears of both of them. Something jumped up from Yu Xing and left the edge of the bed.
Zhao Yijiu was about to roll out of bed and chase after him, but suddenly he was pulled by Yu Xing and pressed him tightly on the bed: "Don't go up, you can't get out of bed at night. It's attracting you."
"I almost forgot." Zhao Yijiu said lightly, gave up moving, and instead used the sound he had just heard to lock the position of the thing again. He actually didn't see what kind of thing was around. He just saw Yu Xing sitting up as if he was dodging, and he just tacitly took the attack.
In the darkness, the sound of mice gnawing on wood began to be heard at the foot of the bed. The sound effect of the wood chips being bitten and interfered with their hearing very well.
But Zhao Yijiu still has vision.
He narrowed his eyes, his gloomy gaze swept across the room, but saw nothing, and couldn't help but start reminding: "It seems that there is no entity."
"There is no entity..." Yu Xing, who was sitting, murmured and repeated.
Zhao Yijiu looked at him and went to listen to Yu Xing's breathing again... Still, no.
"Then what do you think it attacks?" Yu Xing turned his head, his face seemed a little weird in the dark, "Isn't you waiting for us to wake up, but you want to cause shock?"
"Maybe, but I don't think it can scare me." Zhao Yijiu adjusted her posture. Although she was still on the bed, her legs were enough to exert force. "Have my brother woke up?"
They were on the same bed, and Zhao Mou's bed was only one meter away from them, but it was quiet. The quilt bulged a human-shaped outline, as if she was sleeping very sweetly.
As Zhao Yijiu finished speaking, Zhao Mou's quilt moved, and a sound came from inside: "I'm here."
Yu Xing also looked over there temporarily, and Zhao Mou's quilt was lifted up a corner, revealing a calm elite face.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Anyway, it's for you, come on." Zhao Mou, who seemed to be indifferent to his own affairs, said to Zhao Yijiu: "Brother, come on."
Zhao Yijiu: “…”
Yu Xing said "grass".
Tick.
The water drops fell again, this time it dripped on top of Yu Xing's head.
He looked up at the opportunity and saw something passing by on the ceiling. He didn't see clearly, but ran towards Zhao Mou.
"Under your bed," Zhao Mou reminded, "It seems like there is a face."
When Yu Xing heard the reminder, he didn't go to see the bottom of the bed. Instead, he looked at Zhao Mou because of the thing on the ceiling just now.
When he saw this, he couldn't help but hold his breath, because from his perspective, he could vaguely see a hand stained with blood stretching out under the corner of Zhao Mou's quilt.
Zhao Yijiu frowned: "You're under the quilt."
Zhao Mou paused: "I'm under the quilt?"
He lowered his head, and at this moment, the bloody hand was retracted. Zhao Mou noticed nothing unusual, so he lifted the quilt.
A shadow flashed through Zhao Mou's face. Zhao Mou was still looking at the quilt, but a thin blood line appeared on his neck.
The next moment, Zhao Mou seemed to react, opened his eyes wide, and there was a kind of confusion in his eyes, touching his neck with his hands.
Before his hand was stretched halfway, his head moved horizontally, and the neat cut was exposed to Yu Xing and Zhao Yijiu's eyes. His head fell down and hit the floor, making a dull sound.
Gululu...
The head rolled towards the two of them, and finally stopped at the foot of the bed while Yu Xing was gaze. The delicate hairstyle was wet with blood flowing from his neck. He stared at the two people on the bed with wide eyes, his mouth opened, and after two sounds of "ho...ho...": "There are people under the bed."
This attracted Yu Xing's ridicule.
"Who is so exquisite when sleeping?"
Zhao Yijiu: “…”
He silently agreed that Zhao Mou would never call him his younger brother directly, but would only call him Ajiu.
"When we were sleeping, Zhao Mou was not asleep yet, so he wrote something on the bed." Yu Xing ignored the head of the ground that seemed to be beginning to show his hatred. "At that time, his hair was indeed very neat. Although there was no such thing as hair spray in Death Island, he was still used to stroking his hair back, so now, what we saw was also the ones we saw before going to bed."
Zhao Yijiu: "Well, he will put down his bangs when he sleeps, and I will tell at a glance that it is not true."
"So we are dreaming." Yu Xing touched his chin, "So that's it, punishment is a dream ghost..."
"Maybe I want to lead us under the bed in my dream." Zhao Yijiu said, "It can only scare us now, that is, the action of getting out of bed is to let it untie the conditions for attack restrictions."
"Why don't you suspect that I am also a dreamer?" Yu Xing suddenly turned his head and asked, "Maybe... When I finish saying this, my head will fall down?"
To be continued...