"This...is this over?" Everyone felt that the final ending was a bit unexpected.
Rufeng smacked his lower lip, drank some water, and then said: "What? Are you not satisfied with this story?"
"Not really, I just feel that this story has a profound meaning, and it seems that something is about to happen later."
"Does anyone else want to comment?"
"No more. This story sounds ambiguous. Is it a dream or reality? Who knows!?"
"Okay, who should talk next?" Xiao Fan said.
Everyone stared at Xiao Fan and said in unison: "It's your turn!"
"That's okay..." Xiao Fan organized his thoughts and prepared to tell a strange and tactful story of his own.
Xiao Fan cleared his throat, and then spoke in a very steady tone.
"What I'm about to tell is a true story..."
"Tch, here you go again."
Everyone thinks Xiao Fan is too fake and too routine.
"There is no real story, so don't make it up. Just keep making it up. We are all listening. Remember the exciting point. Rufeng's story just now wasn't exciting enough. It was completely the fall of a mentally ill person. And it's still...
It’s a dream, quite boring.”
Xiao Fan also seemed a little helpless. To be honest, it seemed that it would be very difficult for others to believe his story. If he hadn't experienced it himself, it would be difficult even for him to believe it.
But that’s how things are in the world, who knows the difference between dreams and reality? Aren’t things that happen in reality sometimes more absurd than in novels?!
"Whether you believe it or not, the incident I am about to describe may be regarded as an incident, a strange story composed of several similar incidents."
"This is what happened to me recently and my personal experience."
"To be specific, let me think about it... Oh, by the way, it should be the middle of June this summer. I met a girl."
"What girl? Is she pretty?" Zhou Jie interrupted.
"Cough...cough..." Xiao Fan coughed deliberately, "This doesn't seem to be the point."
Xiaotian also interrupted at this time: "He is telling a story, you let him tell it properly."
Zhou Jie sat upright. Xiao Fan continued: "It was a time after dusk, the night came quietly, and the lanterns were first turned on..."
In the interior of the abandoned villa, in the living room on the first floor, several people listened to Xiao Fan telling a story that seemed to have been made up at first glance. Time in the villa seemed to have stood still, and the moonlight outside was no longer there, and the moon seemed to be hiding in the clouds.
.Through the floor-to-ceiling window, you can see the darkness outside.
"Ning Yuan, go and pull the curtains. The dark shadow outside is scary." Xiang Kuo encouraged Ning Yuan.
"Dark shadow?" Everyone looked at the window together, "Where did the dark shadow come from?!"
Everyone's faces clearly showed shock.
"Oh, I made a mistake, it was darkness." Xiang Kuo corrected himself at this time, "My Chinese is not very good."
At this time, everyone had the urge to give this a big blow. This was creating an atmosphere for no reason, which was really annoying.
Ning Yuan went over and closed the curtains. Then he returned to where he was and sat down.
"Go on, how's that woman doing? I'll kill you."
Xiao Fan stopped telling the story at this time, and instead asked Ning Yuan uncharacteristically: "Did you smell dust when you opened the curtains just now?"
Ning Yuan hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "It seems... not."
Xiao Fan said: "Do you feel that this villa seems to be occupied by someone? Look at the carpet, the table, the coffee table, and the walls. There seems to be no dust or spider webs. It's so abnormal."
After Xiao Fan said this, everyone woke up, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. This villa, at least on the first floor, was neatly furnished with tables and chairs, and the interior was clean, with no garbage and no insects or reptiles.
There are no signs of animals living there, and there is no dust. Generally speaking, if a normal house is not cleaned for a few days, it will be covered with dust, and this room...
"Could it be that this space is too closed?"
"Absolutely impossible." Xiao Fan affirmed, "Unless there is no air inside, otherwise the wall will fall off, the particles in the air, and the oxidation process of other objects will produce dust, and there is no dust inside, which means that
What?"
Everyone was stunned. A few people couldn't help but look around. They saw only elongated thin shadows dangling on the wall, but nothing else. At the end of the stairs leading to the second floor was a barren darkness.
"I think everyone should stop being suspicious. There is no way this ghost place is inhabited by anyone. As for the lack of dust, maybe it is surrounded by a small forest and has a good green environment."
After Rufeng said this, everyone relaxed their vigilance with suspicion. However, there was more or less a shadow in their hearts.
"Then do I want to tell this story anymore?" Xiao Fan said.
"Of course we have to continue." Ning Yuan said, "Otherwise it would be too boring. There is still a long time until dawn."
Xiao Fan then continued to tell his story, which need not be said to be an experience.
"She..." Xiao Fan only said the word "she". At this moment, everyone suddenly turned their heads to the stairs leading to the second floor. Inexplicably, Xiao Fan's heart suddenly jumped. There was an uneasy atmosphere.
Attack everyone.
"What...what's wrong?" After a long while, Xiao Fan asked in a very quiet voice.
"There...there," Xiaotian pointed numbly at the stairs, "there seems to be a noise."
"What's the noise?" Xiao Fan stared there, his heart trembling. But he couldn't look away, because the more he hid, the more frightened he became, and something frightening had to be faced head-on.
"It seems, it seems to be the sound of feet...steps..." Xiaotian's voice became smaller and smaller.
"Wow!" Xiang Kuo roared, and then stood up. "Please lend me your flashlight. I don't believe in evil anymore. I can even catch a ghost and show it to you!"
Xiang Kuo's reckless temper got the better of him, and he strode directly to the stairs with a flashlight in his hand. The beam of the flashlight shot straight up the stairs.
"What the hell! Come out here, kowtow three times to your uncle and he will let you go, otherwise I will kill you today! Come out, you bastard, come out, you bastard!"
Xiang Kuo's deep voice resounded throughout the hall, but there was no ghost anywhere.
After Xiang Kuo's roar and rebuke, the whole room suddenly became more awake, and everyone in the room was relieved of their burdens.
Xiang Kuo put down the flashlight and sat back on the ground.
Everyone took a drink of water and calmed themselves down. Xiao Fan continued to talk.