Watching in the dark night

Late night

A drunk man walked into the community whistling unsteadily.

The dim street lights made his figure look longer and longer. He seemed to be wandering around the neighborhood aimlessly.

Although he was already drunk, he still thought about continuing to walk around the community and wait until the smell of alcohol had dissipated before going home.

I can't help it, not to mention that there are children at home. At this point his dear wife should be sitting on the sofa with her arms folded, very angry, waiting for him to come home.

Although I know that I will receive a love education, I should end up with a bowl of love sobering soup.

He was very happy today and made a big deal by talking over drinks. After a while, he was going to wait for his wife to finish losing her temper before telling her the good news. She probably wouldn't be so angry tonight!

The more he thought about it, the more beautiful it became in his heart, and the feeling of wanting to vomit just now was gone.

"Today is a good day," he hummed an off-key song, walking very slowly along the cobblestone walkway in the neighborhood.

But after a while, he suddenly realized that something was wrong behind him!

He didn't hear any sound, but a strange figure faintly appeared next to the shadow illuminated by the street lamp.

Although like him, his figure was stretched by the street lights. But it can be seen that this man is shorter than himself.

It's so late, who could it be?

He suddenly turned his head back! Huh? Strange!

Apart from the tree branches swaying in the night wind, there was no one behind him.

He raised his somewhat red right hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Could it be that I saw it wrong?

Maybe I saw it wrong!

Full of doubts, he had no choice but to continue walking forward. Only this time, the pace was a little faster.

He had to go home and the alcohol was almost gone.

But before he took two steps, the figure slowly appeared beside him again. This time he learned wisely and did not look back easily.

He just straightened his waist, which was a little weak due to drunkenness. He walked towards his building without daring to stop.

"I won't touch any dirty things, right? Why can't I get rid of this person?" He muttered in a low voice. Because of the nervousness, my palms were slightly sweaty.

"Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, I am a good person," he kept muttering, but the figure behind him kept following closely.

I don't know if it was because I was too panicked or for some other reason. Until now, he hasn't heard the footsteps of the man behind him!

No, he can't stand it anymore. He still has a wife and children at home. If there is a bad person behind him, wouldn't he lead the wolf into the house?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help it anymore and turned around instantly

Huh? No one? Could it be that he was still drunk and was hallucinating just now?

Touching his head, he prepared to step onto the stairs to the roof.

Sudden! A white shadow flashed across the corner of his eye, and he looked over subconsciously.

"Wow! Who are you?"

In a panic, he saw it at the rear left, very close to him. There stood a girl wearing a white dress and long black hair!

When did she stand there? Could it be that she had been following him just now?

He was a little frightened and took a few steps back. Then he felt relieved and looked over cautiously.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Although the girl's dress made the dark night even more gloomy. But seeing that she didn't make any move, he boldly asked.

An awkward silence spread between the two of them. In fact, for him, it was not only embarrassment, but also fear that slowly overflowed.

Because at this moment, he suddenly discovered that this girl seemed to be unable to blink or move her eyes.

She just stood there, staring straight at herself.

Is she a human or a ghost? He is a little unsure!

Can someone's eyes really stay motionless for such a long time?

The moonlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, allowing him to see clearly the face of the girl opposite. etc! She is not the daughter of Brother Yan's family on the 8th floor. What is her name? Yan Yanxue or Yan Shuang?

Yes, yes, it’s called Yan Shuang! He remembered!

So he boldly asked again: "Are you Yan Shuang?" Unfortunately, except for the rustling wind, no one paid attention to him.

This is a girl. It's a bit dangerous to run out alone in the middle of the night! After the fright just now, he was almost sober.

Seeing that the other party remained motionless, he felt like he was performing a one-man show.

But they lived in the same building, and he and her parents knew each other. So I couldn't help but said again: "Go home quickly, it's midnight, otherwise your parents will be anxious later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Shuang finally moved.

She tilted her head slightly, then gave him an extremely weird smile.

It was like she didn't want to smile, but something pulled her cheeks, forcing her to smile.

"Go back early!" Seeing this situation, he gave a piece of advice and jumped into the elevator as quickly as possible without looking back.

His fingers pressed eagerly on the elevator button on his floor.

It’s not that he is timid, it’s just that something is really wrong with the Yan family’s daughter tonight!

This girl, who usually looked Wenwen and quiet, looked like a girl today, which actually made him feel a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

Standing in the elevator, he was completely sober from the wine.

He opened the door thoughtfully and went in. Sure enough, he saw his wife leaning on the sofa with a sullen face, silently scrolling through her phone.

Seeing him walking in the door, he didn't say a word, thinking that he knew what he had done was wrong.

"Hey, the busy man is finally willing to come back? I thought you were going to your client's house to lay the floor tonight?" The woman leaning on the sofa stood up and said sarcastically in a low voice.

The man standing at the door still ignored her. This time, she was completely angered.

"You can do it. You drank until midnight and didn't tell me. Now you still know how to show off to me?" She leaned in front of him and whispered.

After saying that, she felt so angry that she picked up the hangover soup prepared on the table and drank it in one gulp, "Don't drink this either!"

"Wife," the man who had been standing at the door without any response called her softly.

The woman rolled her eyes and turned away, "What? Are you feeling sorry for your hangover soup?"

"I'm telling you, there's no more! This is just one bowl, don't wait until it's too late!" She looked at her husband who was a little dazed today, thinking he was still drunk. Although he felt a little distressed, he still replied firmly.

"Honey, you know." The man still didn't answer her words, called her again, and then asked.

"How old is Yan Lu's daughter?" He was so frightened by the appearance of the girl just now that he still hasn't come back to his senses.

As soon as he finished speaking, a pillow flew over with a woman's angry voice.

"go to hell!"