Qin Yin muttered and moved to Xiaolan's side, looking down at the bed, as if he had forgotten how to get into bed.
Xiaolan opened the quilt coolly and patted the bed twice.
"Sister Xiaoyin, sleep here."
Qin Yin glanced at Luo Jiutian on the bed next door with a slight embarrassment. He was also looking at them with a look of excitement on his face.
"Xiaoyin, is this your first time sleeping in the same room as a boy?" Luo Jiutian asked in good faith, "You should have at least shared a room with Taoist Priest and the others, right?"
"Can it be the same?" Qin Yin said aggrievedly, "I'm too familiar with them."
"Oh, you really care about this," Luo Jiutian learned the reason for Qin Yin's weird attitude and waved his hand nonchalantly, "What's so embarrassing? Just think of me as your brother."
"...I'm one year older than you."
"It's not important," Luo Jiutian refused to be his younger brother, "You should be like me and have a more natural attitude, otherwise it will only become more and more embarrassing."
"Yes, Sister Xiaoyin, look at Brother Jiutian, who has Wenling on his arm. He is not embarrassed at all. What are you so embarrassed about?"
Xiaolan's words stabbed Luo Jiutian's lungs hard.
Seeing that the gloating smile on Luo Jiutian's face disappeared, Qin Yin finally started to joke.
"That's right, Jiutian, aren't your arms numb?"
"Ma?" Luo Jiutian curled his lips and lay back on the bed angrily, "I can't feel the existence of that arm a long time ago."
Seeing that everyone else was already lying down, Xiaolan stood up and turned off the lights, and darkness enveloped them.
I don’t know what it will be like tomorrow morning.
Xiaolan sighed softly, closed her eyes and started to sleep.
But she never expected that she would actually suffer from insomnia.
After tossing and turning beside Qin Yin for an unknown amount of time, Xiaolan opened her eyes in the darkness in disbelief.
Can you actually suffer from insomnia yourself?
Could it be that he was dreaming that he had insomnia?
She turned her head and looked at Qin Yin, who was breathing evenly, as well as Wen Ling, who was sleeping peacefully, and Luo Jiutian, who was sleeping in an extremely restless posture not far away.
Not a dream.
After failing to fall asleep for the second time, Xiaolan simply sat up, picked up the phone beside her and opened it.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Oh my god, I have been writhing for so long!
Xiaolan scrolled through her phone boredly. In order to self-hypnotize, she even dug out the study files that Jasmine sent her a long time ago. Jasmine insisted that Xiaolan should finish junior high school before going out to work. Unfortunately, she had never opened those study materials.
.
What's even worse is that this thing can't even make me sleepy.
Did you sleep too much during the day?
No, didn't Qin Yin and Luo Jiutian sleep longer during the day? Aren't they sleeping soundly now?
Xiaolan was thinking about life while scrolling through her mobile phone. Countless random thoughts flashed through her head.
Just when she had begun to think about what the universe was and what existence was, a thin voice floated from nowhere, directly disrupting her train of thought.
Xiaolan suddenly raised her head and looked towards the source of the suspected sound.
In the bathroom? Or outside the door?
"...Lan..."
Xiaolan felt cold.
Oh my god, why does it seem like...
"...Xiaolan!..."
That voice is calling me!
And...it seems to be getting closer and closer to me.
"...Xiaolan!...Xiaolan!..."
A high-pitched and shrill voice kept coming out of the darkness. Xiaolan couldn't tell the specific location of the voice. Under the darkness, Xiaolan felt that the voice seemed to be coming from all directions.
She quickly reached out her hand and turned on the bedside lamp with a snap.
Along with a burst of dissatisfied groans, Qin Yin beside him started to squirm.
"Um...Xiaolan?...Xiaolan, what are you doing..."
"Sister Xiaoyin," Xiaolan's tone was quick and heavy, "I heard someone calling me."
"Call you?" Qin Yin squinted one eye to look at her, "Who is it? Is Luo Jiutian talking in his sleep?"
"No, it's not you," Xiaolan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "It's a strange voice that keeps calling me, and it's getting closer... Listen! It's here again!"
Another call came, this time the voice was clearer.
Xiaolan looked back at Qin Yin nervously, "Did you hear that? That's it."
Qin Yin stared at her blankly for a while, slowly shook his head and said, "I didn't hear anything."
Didn't hear?
Xiaolan froze in place.
"Sister Xiaoyin..."
"I'm not kidding," Qin Yin also sat up, "I really didn't hear anything, Xiaolan, did you really hear it?"
"It's true!" Xiaolan's eyes widened, "Here we go again! Getting closer... It seems like it's right outside the door... It seems..."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Outside the door, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Qin Yin and Xiaolan's bodies trembled suddenly, and they exchanged uneasy glances.
"There's someone knocking on the door." Xiaolan whispered in a breathy voice.
"I heard it," Qin Yin quickly turned over and got out of bed, "can you still hear that sound?"
Xiaolan nodded heavily, "Just at the door."
The owner of that voice is knocking on the door!
"Don't be afraid," Qin Yin took a few steps to Xiaolan's side, "I will open the door later, you hide behind me."
"Sister Xiaoyin..."
"That thing is here to find you. It shouldn't do anything to me." Qin Yin squeezed Xiaolan's hand tightly, "And don't worry, we are surrounded by our brothers. This is our territory. We don't want anything."
Afraid."
Xiaolan looked at their brothers who were sleeping in the other bed and could only nod.
The two held each other's hands tightly and moved towards the door together.
"Xiaolan!...Xiaolan!..."
Getting closer... getting closer...
The sound scratched Xiaolan's eardrums, almost causing Xiaolan to hallucinate.
After hearing it a lot, I still feel it sounds familiar.
There is no peephole on the hotel door, and opening the door is like opening a blind box. But they have no other choice but to grab the doorknob, grit their teeth, tighten their muscles, press the doorknob, and open the room little by little.
Door.
squeak--
A tall black figure appeared outside the door.
"Xiaolan!..." The voice became excited, "Xiaolan!...Save me, Xiaolan!..."
The door opened slowly.
Qin Yin and Xiaolan's rickety backs also straightened up.
"Xiaolan, Xiaoyin." A familiar voice.
Qin Yin blinked, looking confused.
"Taoist Priest?"
Standing at the door was the Taoist Priest in pajamas. The Taoist Priest had a solemn face and two deep dark circles under his eyes.
"Xiaolan!...Xiaolan!"
Xiaolan looked down in the direction of the sound.
The Taoist Master was holding a snow-white cat in his hand, and there was a big black mouse in the cat's mouth. The mouse was struggling violently, and the mouse was also holding a black...