178. My hobby is pretending (6) (1/2)

178. My hobby is pretending (6) (1/2)

This mask was bought by Wei Rou when she met her senior classmate from the previous class at a stall when she first came to school. It was a silver-white half-face mask with not many bells and whistles. It was simply fastened on the face. Wei Rou bought it. I wore it a few times in front of the mirror, then took it home and kept it in a drawer.

It was just an ordinary mask originally, but when it was put on Wei Mingyan's face, it actually looked surprisingly good, as if it should have been on his face in the first place.

Most importantly, it covered the wound that he cared about.

The young man stroked the mask happily, looked into Wei Rou's eyes, and saw his current appearance from inside.

"Would it be strange for me to be like this?" Although he asked this question, his eyes were filled with joy.

"No, it looks good. It looks much better on you than on me."

Wei Rou's eyes were filled with surprise. She really didn't expect Wei Mingyan to be so suitable for this mask.

One thing is, although it looks good, people don't usually walk around wearing masks. At most, when the school holds activities, some people will wear them to participate in performances.

"It doesn't matter, I just need to cover this place." Wei Mingyan said with a smile, "Besides, I don't deal with them. As long as I don't want to, no one can see me except you."

Wei Rou was a little surprised, "Me?"

"Haven't you noticed yet?"

Wei Mingyan touched the lines on the mask and looked at her, "You can see many things."

"and……"

He was about to say something more, but suddenly stopped.

Wei Rou watched in confusion as the young man suddenly darkened his face and stood up, looking to the north from a distance. She subconsciously followed suit and saw that there was nothing there except one floor after another.

"What's wrong?"

Wei Mingyan's face looked ugly, "Something from the outside has come in."

"What?"

"Another retarded thing."

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and Wei Rou heard the coldness in his tone for the first time, "I don't like it."

"but."

Wei Mingyan frowned slightly and turned his head to look at Wei Rou, "You should know the person entangled with that thing."

***

Zhang Jing arrived home after a day's flight. She was so tired that she just wanted to fall asleep. But looking at her mother, whose eyes were red, she still managed to stay in bed with her in the hospital.

When she learned that her father was seriously ill, Zhang Jing was completely confused. In her impression, her father was always in good health. Although he worked seriously, he did not work hard, but paid great attention to the balance between work and rest. Her mother He is also a doctor, and he will check up on his father regularly. He usually doesn't even have a minor problem. Last month, he called and said that the young people who went for a run in the park couldn't outrun him. How could he be so good that he collapsed.

When Zhang Jing came back, she found out that her father had just been fired. Her mother said that he had been depressed and rarely spoke. She thought it was because he was fired and didn't think too much about it. But who knew that he would fall down the next night? Got off.

Cerebral hemorrhage, if Zhang Jing's mother was not a doctor and sent to the hospital in time, the person would be dead now.

After Zhang Jing got the news, she had to catch a flight and car for a day, and hurriedly and slowly returned home. Her mother had been exhausted for a long time, and she was worried and afraid that her husband would leave like this. She hugged her daughter and cried happily. One pass.

She has been sleeping with her husband since his accident. The elderly people on both sides are too old to tell them. Her husband has just been fired from the company. His friends are all from the same company. It is difficult to find Zhang’s mother. Except for her daughter, There was no one who could help.

She is still in a coma, and Zhang's mother has been tired for a day and a night. Zhang Jing asked her to rest while she watched over her father.

There are not many people in the hospital now. Zhang's father is in his own ward, and Zhang Jing is sleeping on the bed next to him. But because she is thinking about her father, she can't sleep peacefully, and her eyes will open and close for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a baby's cry came to my ears. Zhang Jing, who was sleeping lightly, immediately opened her eyes.

She looked around in confusion. The crying sound seemed to be her auditory hallucination, and there was no sound in an instant.

The wind was blowing loudly outside, and although the window was only opened a small gap, the wind blowing in was extremely cold.

Looking at her father sleeping on the hospital bed, Zhang Jing got out of bed and touched his hand. She felt cold. She quickly went to the window to close it.

As soon as she came to the window and wanted to extend her hand, Zhang Jing saw the scene behind her reflected on the glass.

A child with a big head and a small body was sitting directly on his father's chest.

Zhang Jing's eyes widened as she watched the child stretch out his little hand and hit his father on the head.

He was obviously just a child, but his movements were extremely ferocious, and he even had a smile on his face.

The blood all over her body seemed to freeze, and she slowly turned around.

On the bed, my father lay quietly, his brows furrowed together, as if he was very uncomfortable.

How is this going!

She subconsciously looked at the glass again, and saw the child stood up and started jumping on his father. Just after he started jumping, Dad Zhang on the bed suddenly groaned unconsciously, as if he was in pain.

"Giggle!"

The child giggled happily when he heard his cry of pain, and while jumping, he shouted in a childish voice, "Kun Po! Kun Po!"

Seeing her father's expression becoming more and more painful, Zhang Jing endured her fear and stepped forward tremblingly.

What the hell is that, a ghost?

She needs to go out to find someone for help...

Zhang Jing had just stood by the door, her hand on the door handle, trying to open the door, but she couldn't open it no matter how hard she tried.

"Giggle!"

The child's laughter lingered in his ears. Zhang Jing turned pale and turned the door handle desperately, but the door that was not locked at all seemed to be closed.

Just when she was about to cry, a thin hand suddenly grasped Zhang Jing's ankle.

"ah!!!"

The girl screamed and saw the child squatting on the ground.

The corners of his mouth were really cracked, and the cracks were getting bigger and bigger. The dark skin seemed to have cracked, and blood lines began to appear.

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In the end, the whole body was covered with thin and dense things like red threads.

He opened his mouth, which was almost invisible, and stared at the girl in front of him with only the whites of his eyes, as if laughter came from his throat.

[Cackle, cluck, cluck! Kun Po! Kun Po! 】

Zhang Jing closed her eyes tightly and screamed, stretching out her legs to kick the hand, shouting, "Get away!!! Get away!"

When there was no movement at last, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes. The child was no longer in the ward. Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly stood up and tentatively opened the door to call someone. This time, the door opened.

Just as Zhang Jing was about to run out and call someone, a tearing howl came in front of her, and the child just now rushed up with his mouth open like a wild beast.

"ah!!!"

She slammed the door and cried so hard that she couldn't stand still.

She had no idea why it had become like this or why there was such a thing.

Zhang Jing looked at her father on the bed. She quickly looked at the glass window. Fortunately, her father was still the same as she saw.

She forced herself to think calmly. She couldn't go out and call people now. That thing was right outside the door.

She had to stay with her father and wait for dawn. Maybe before dawn, the nurse would come to check the ward.

Zhang Jing moved with difficulty and weak steps to her father's bedside, staring at the scene printed in the glass window without blinking.

Father Zhang lay quietly, his frowning eyebrows no longer bunched together. He didn't know how scared his daughter was to hold his hand, and she didn't dare to relax at all, waiting for redemption.

Zhang Jing stared at her father in the glass window, but suddenly felt chills on the back of her neck.

She stiffened and slowly focused her gaze on the other glass window facing her.

There, she was sitting as she was now, but there was a child standing next to her, blowing on her.

As if aware of her gaze, the child raised his head, looked at the glass window, looked at Zhang Jing, and grinned.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Zhang Jing was unable to move, and watched helplessly as its mouth full of fangs grew towards her. From her angle, she could clearly see black blood continuously emerging from its throat and dripping on the ground.

--boom! !

The door was slammed open. As soon as Wei Rou came in, she saw the child beside Zhang Jing. She gritted her teeth and took out a book she was holding in her hand and threw it on it. She looked at the thing screaming with white blood. Yan squatted on the ground and looked at her sinisterly.

"Zhang Jing! Are you okay?"

Wei Rou looked at it warily while carefully helping Zhang Jing stand up.

"Wei Rou..."

As soon as Zhang Jing saw the familiar face, she couldn't think about why Wei Rou suddenly appeared. Tears immediately fell down. She didn't know what she was talking about, "My dad, on him..."

Her body suddenly stiffened.

A child's laughter came from behind again, "Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

Before Zhang Jing could react, Wei Rou quickly took out another book from the book she was holding and threw it over. Seeing that it had passed by, she kept throwing it over again.

But no matter how he threw it, the thing flashed past quickly as if it had been predicted beforehand.

It was on all fours, giggling and crawling to the feet of the two girls with a ferocious look on its face.

Wei Rou also panicked. She took the last book and was about to throw it down, but was stopped by a pair of white hands.

The young man wearing a half-mask slowly took the book from her hand, "You can't just throw the book away, but you also have to scold these retarded things, otherwise in their eyes, you are just a piece of fat that can be eaten."

"You have to make them scared."

"Are you a hen that lays eggs? Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, go cluck in the henhouse!"

As Wei Mingyan spoke, he accurately threw the book on the head of the child who was looking at him warily and fearfully. It screamed and retreated, completely losing its arrogance just now.

Wei Rou was thoughtful, and the fear that just arose was gone.

The young man knelt down and picked up a few books on the floor and handed them to her, "You try."

"Um!"

The girl nodded and stepped forward with the book in her arms. Perhaps because Wei Mingyan was right behind her, she felt confident and threw the book hard at the child in front of her.

"Why are you staring! Are your eyes bigger than anyone else's?"

The thing screamed miserably and opened its mouth full of fangs, and another book hit it directly in the mouth.

"Do you want me to give you an award by screaming so unpleasantly?"

"Still barking! Still barking!"

Books fell on it one after another, and it wanted to run away. Wei Mingyan stood behind Wei Rou again and watched, but in the end he could only scream and roll under the bed unwillingly.

Zhang Jing was still standing with her body softly leaning against the wall, watching the thing that had almost killed her just scream and disappear, she breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly collapsed on the ground.

Wei Rou also breathed a sigh of relief. It was the first time she had done such a thing, and she felt a little happy. She turned to look at Wei Mingyan, her eyes bright.

The boy nodded, "Great job, I'll do it next time."

After saying that, he walked to Zhang's father's hospital bed, bent down suddenly, and pulled out the child who was hanging upside down and screaming miserably while there was white smoke coming out of it.

He looked around and saw that there was no container to put it in. He simply turned to Wei Rou and said, "Ugly things like this are of no use."

As he spoke, he carried the screaming child to the window, opened it, held it with one hand and placed it outside the window, teaching, "Just throw it away."

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! 】

Along with screams, the child with stripes all over his body was thrown down.

Hearing that there was no movement outside, Wei Mingyan clapped his hands with satisfaction, touched his mask and felt that it was still on his face, and then said, "They like to be under the bed. If you can't find it next time, just put it there." Catch them under the bed, one at a time."

Wei Rou clenched the remaining book in her hand and nodded heavily.

The author has something to say: Well, well, the first ten little angels will give out red envelopes, and the next twenty will be randomly assigned. Good night, everyone. I think this chapter should not be scary. I wish everyone a good dream!