MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 7 Takeaway

Xu Jiang finished eating and remembered what he said to him on the phone last time: "Is it late, your aunt wants to introduce her niece to you?"

"Well," he nodded lately. "And this time, I nodded and let me go back to see, not easy to shirk." After all, he only has one of his relatives left. The excuse to push a push, the New Year will definitely ask him to go back to the grandfather grandmother to sweep the tomb, and then it will not be pushed up.

He and his aunt knew each other when they were working, compared to the conditions of their aunt's family. There is room for deposits, and there are stocks of the company. The talents are not bad. His aunt has always been interested in matching him and his niece. At first, he was a little unsatisfied with the conditions of this prostitute. She felt that she was not worthy of delay. Hey, I haven’t expressed my attitude. Later, I’m late to talk about my friends. I don’t have any relevant signs. I feel that I should be the only elder who will take care of him. I’m always moved by my wife. See you at first sight, see if you don't fit together, and don't agree with another.

Xu Jiangdao: "You don't have to go back and look at it. You are not too big. You should consider it, but you can't listen to your aunt's arrangement. Now, let's take a look at the investment, and try it next year. Two years has become 'I don't want to pick it up, your sister Lin is very good, find a day to get the certificate', you say no?"

After he didn't talk, he listened to Xu Jiang and continued: "But I also know that I don't blame you. You can't touch a heterosexual creature in your working environment for three years. So, I will introduce you to two primary school girls. I used to know you the day before. When Shimei saw our group photo in high school, I also praised you for being handsome. I joked about introducing you to know, and the teacher did not say anything bad."

The late-minded male yang is a ghost in the town. He used to pick a school and pick a professional. The famous male-female ratio of the male-female ratio is eight to one. The post-graduation work is naturally more men and women. Different from Xu Jiang, Dr. Xu is studying sociology. Their colleges and universities are all three choices. Xu Jiang said that even if he is disfigured, he can win.

Twenty years before the end of the battle, I have been living in a treacherous battle. I feel that it is a precarious one. Even my own life is a problem. I have never considered the problem of marrying a wife and a child. I have also encountered a girl who has shown a good impression on him, but he always Even if they think together, they are also tiring and tiring, and they are not alienated. For most of his life, he has devoted most of his energy to dealing with things that are not human. He has no experience in interpersonal and emotional issues. Now, listening to Xu Jiang, he thinks that what he said is quite reasonable. He is also worried that he is a lonely man. If he can find someone he likes, he will definitely not force himself to go back to blind date. With the ashes of Ye Sangongzi, and his life is innocent, should he plan to live a normal life?

He carefully weighed it and nodded to Xu Jiang.

When Xu Jiang saw that he was willing to let him introduce him to his friend, he suddenly felt like a flowering tree, and he said that when he was late, he opened it. He also acted very quickly. On Wednesday, he called Chi Hao and said that he had booked the hotel at noon on Sunday. He would bring two sisters to the company in the name of asking the sister to eat and find a friend to introduce them.

There was nothing to do on Saturday, thinking about not having to cook for lunch at noon on Sunday. I was too lazy to buy food. I simply ate instant noodles at noon and gave a small bowl to Ye Yingzhi’s tablet as usual. I was hungry early in the afternoon and called to take a takeaway at a nearby restaurant.

He made a phone call at five o'clock, and it was already seven o'clock when the takeaway was delivered. The orange outside the window rendered the distant sky, and the sky had become dark and dark. Chi Hao was originally cleaning up the house, heard the knock on the door and guessed it was a takeaway, and quickly ran to open the door. He opened the door with a slit, just enough for the takeaway to pass the meal in. He took the meal and thanked him. The other nodded and left. Lately, I saw the other person wearing a black long down jacket and wrapped herself tightly.

Taking the meal back to the living room and putting it on the dining table to untie the plastic bag outside, I found out that it was wrong. He often ordered the takeaway of this house, knowing that his family’s packaging is not like this, and even any store would not have such a package for takeaway. - Inferior white paper enamels attached to the top make this meal more like a sacrifice or a offering.

There was some chill in my heart, and I looked back at the tablet that I was welcoming. I worshipped and didn’t have the appetite and mood to eat. Instead of opening the lunch box attached to the paper tape, he reloaded it into a plastic bag and put it in the doorway. He took out the phone and tried to call the store to ask where the scorpion was out - for him. Said that this move is not so much to protect rights, it is better to find a peace of mind.

When I found out the mobile phone, I found that there was no signal. Recently, there was a problem with the base station of the operator. There was no signal for a short time from time to time, but the reality that I could not contact the outside world at this time was even more serious.

The sky is completely dark, and the indoor line of sight has become blurred. When I walked to the door, I pressed the living room lamp, but the white light did not bring warmth.

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

The late heart suddenly missed a beat. He frowned, opened the wooden door inside, and looked out from the cat's eye on the security door - but did not see anyone. In the field of vision, it is a blue and white piece, with a faint bloodshot.

He didn't react at first, looked at it for ten seconds, then reacted violently to what it was - that thing was also looking inside.

Late, he hurried back two big steps and almost fell to the ground. Then quickly put the inside wooden door to death, repeatedly locked two laps, quickly left the porch and ran back to the living room, his face whitened, his lips tremble unconsciously.

The knocking on the door still sounded rhythmically, as if it were tireless. Listening to the lateness of the ear was like a sounding reminder.

He had been running until he was at the table before he was slightly stable. He touched the porcelain bottle on his chest and stared at the tablet that wrote "Yingshi Yingzhi". He seemed to be thinking about something.

The knocking on the door was louder and it seemed to knock the door. The strange sound is so loud, but the neighbors have not protested and reacted.

Lately, he took out his cell phone with a blank face, still no signal, no cell phone signal or wireless signal.

He listened to the knock on the door, swallowed a spit, then took a copy of Ye Yingzhi's tablet in his arms, got into the bedroom, locked the bedroom door, and moved the bedside table to the door. On the same time, I did not forget to take out the Lingyu, which had been left out for a long time, from the bedside table drawer.

He didn't dare to open the window. All he could do was shake the quilt and cover it. He held the jade in his left hand and held the card in the face of Ye Yingzhi. He stared at the door of the bedroom and listened to the door. sound.

"Oh," the sound of the outer door opening.

Lately thinking vaguely, he clearly locked the door.

There was no footsteps, but I felt that the thing seemed to hesitate, and then moved to the bedroom.

He was completely scared, and the goose bumps came out layer by layer, and the whole body was groaning. Although at a very young age there were ghosts trying to murder him and pushing him down the stairs, it was the first time that the impending and predictable fear of that kind of thing was so clearly felt. The vaguely reminded of the folklore that Grandma had told him - don't open the door to strangers, don't invite strangers to go home, you just give it a knock when you knock on the door, knock it again next time. You can come in without you opening it.

So he will subconsciously drill into the bedroom and block the door of the bedroom. Hope this can be defaulted to two spaces, two doors.

The methodical knocking sounded outside the bedroom, as if it were in his ear.

I didn’t dare to look at it when I was late, and I used my quilt to cover myself up. It seems that I can completely hide myself and pretend that it does not exist. He held Ye Xinzhi's tablet to his chest, and his whole body was shaking, and his tears had flown unconsciously. The mouth kept whispering in the underground: "Sangongzi, Mr. Ye, Ye Yingzhi, ushered in...help me, beg you... welcome, save me... welcome, welcome, Ye Yingzhi ……Please……"

At the end of the whisper, the crying in the voice could not be covered.

When I watched the horror film, I felt dangerous. I was stupid to wrap myself in the role that the quilt tried to escape. It was only when I saw it that it was just the most instinctive reaction.

Twisting and squatting on the tablet, as if to carry the only redemption; where he could not see, a black shadow glared at him in the same position, put his heart on his chest, and put his lower jaw on his shoulder. It seems to be slightly smiling. Then slowly overturned his head, and pledged to the tears on his face that were overflowing with excessive scare.

The knocking on the door outside the bedroom is still going on, but the shadow is only to use the lips and tongue to wipe away the tears on the face, and the annoying voice is unmoved.