Strange talk live room

"Kick-kick"

"My husband, he's right there."

"He is also wearing red clothes"

"He looks really ugly in red!"

"Kick-kick"

Ran Meiyi kept laughing, and the sharp voice unique to women kept echoing in the quiet first floor.

She smiled ferociously, tears streaming down her face, and she was out of breath.

"Can you please stop making her laugh? I'm getting goosebumps!"

"Then go and stop her."

"This kind of thing must be done by you men."

"I don't dare to get close to her. What happened to her husband if you all forgot about it?"

"Let her go crazy, ignore her, let's just leave."

Everyone's scalp was numb from her laughter and they were ready to go back upstairs.

"You want to go back?" Ran Meiyi smiled with tears on her face and looked at everyone strangely, "There are many people in red clothes upstairs. They are waiting for you, giggle."

The others' faces suddenly turned pale, and they stood at the entrance of the dark stairs, not daring to go up any further.

What does red clothing mean to them?

I haven't figured it out yet, but what is certain is that red clothes are definitely a symbol of danger.

And the thunder worker——

He was wearing a bright red sportswear, and his expression was very ugly when he heard Ran Meiyi keep mentioning the people in red.

The eyes of suspicion and complaint were cast on the person who knew Baofang.

"Lei Gong, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, that woman is crazy, don't listen to her nonsense. I bought this dress to wear myself, but later I got fat and couldn't wear it, so I kept it there."

Jie Baofang gave a diligent explanation.

But in this current environment, this explanation seems very pale.

Because everyone in the apartment building can see the scared expression on their faces when they hear the man in red.

"Go back, go back, they are all waiting for you. Hee hee hee." Ran Meiyi was still laughing crazily.

Others couldn't stand it anymore and approached the administrator, Uncle Yuan.

"Uncle Yuan, you are the administrator here, don't let her go crazy."

"It's too scary. Can we still have a happy life?"

"I think the false alarm was caused by her. Doesn't she live on the eighth floor?"

"Uncle Yuan, you have to take care of it."

Some people gathered around Uncle Yuan to explain the truth.

The other part stayed at the stairs, obviously not wanting to cause trouble, but not daring to go upstairs for the moment.

"How can I take care of it? Who can I take care of in this building?" Uncle Yuan's expression was very cold, "None of you have ever heard me speak, and now you ask me to take care of it, how can I take care of it?"

"Well, you are also the manager of the apartment after all. Isn't that appropriate?"

"Yes, we usually never delay paying rent and management fees. How can you do this!"

"The administrator is responsible for maintaining the order and safety of the apartment. You can't leave those who should be in charge alone."

Everyone was indignant.

"What are you afraid of?" Uncle Yuan sneered, raised his tired eyes, and looked around at everyone, "If you don't do anything bad, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

"You are so scared. Is it possible that there is something wrong with you?"

Uncle Yuan left everyone speechless.

My heart skipped a beat.

His words seemed to mean something.

People with ghosts in their hearts are afraid of people wearing red clothes.

Why?

"Either you stay here, or you go home and don't bother me all the time. My old arms and legs can't stand the trouble."

After he finished speaking, he shuffled back to the management room.

A group of people were left staring at each other.

"What to do?"

"Why don't you stay here all night when you go back? Anyway, no matter what you have, it will be fine at dawn."

"I have to go to work tomorrow"

"It's all that crazy woman's fault!"

Everyone sighed and complained.

"Oops, it's so late!" The crazy Ran Meiyi was stunned for a while, then suddenly seemed to wake up and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the hall.

The time pointed to 1 o'clock in the morning.

"I have to go back and cook, otherwise he will lose his temper again when he comes back from get off work and has nothing to eat."

Ran Meiyi got up from the ground, staggered, hurried to the elevator door, and pressed the elevator button.

Ding--

The elevator door slowly opened.

I was surprised. I didn’t know when the elevator came down from the 18th floor.

The other residents subconsciously stayed away from the elevator, as if something terrible would come out of it.

The metal panel glowed coldly, and Ran Meiyi walked in like a normal person.

A faint green light enveloped her, and she reached out and pressed the floor.

The elevator door slowly closed, and her weird smile gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

The number keys flash and the elevator rises at a constant speed.

It looks normal, but no one dares to come close.

Ran Meiyi left, and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't decide whether to go back upstairs.

I have been paying attention to Jie Bao Fang.

Although he tried to hide it, his unconsciously clenched hands betrayed him.

He was nervous and restless.

When everyone was clamoring to go back upstairs, he never expressed his position.

"The crazy woman has gone back herself. She must be scaring us."

"She's not afraid of how she treats her husband. We haven't done anything wrong, so what are we afraid of?"

"that is."

"Then you go first, and I will follow you."

"Why don't you go first?"

Everyone stood in the hall for a while, saying this, waiting for others to leave first, but everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and no one moved their feet.

Could it be that they all have ghosts in their hearts?

Did they do something bad?

I'm always observing.

Although the thin man who lived in 906 didn't understand what was going on, he did not rush upstairs. Instead, he stood on the edge of the crowd and paid silent attention.

This shows that he is a very cautious person.

The tall and handsome man in the couple at 901 was a little impatient. He wanted to go back upstairs several times, but was stopped by his girlfriend, a thin white woman who played the violin.

Although the woman was thin, he had been carrying her like this and was tired after standing for a long time, so he walked to the sofa and sat down, holding his girlfriend in his arms.

The woman has always been submissive and quiet.

"But didn't the young man just say that they saw the child in red?"

"It doesn't look like you're lying."

"Shall we ask?"

The residents hesitated for a while, then the topic finally returned to the kid in red, and everyone also thought of me.

"Young man, are you new here? Have you really seen the man in red?" The person who was pushed out for questioning was a gentle man wearing glasses.

He looked about 40, was wearing a cotton pajama suit, and seemed very laid-back.

"Yes, we both saw it. At the end of the corridor on the 8th floor, she was dressed in red and crying against the wall. It was scary." I nodded and said honestly.

"Anyway, I don't dare to go back upstairs. I'd rather stay here all night. Be careful when sailing. If something happens, it's too late to cry."

These words seemed to speak to their hearts.

"It's just that the new arrivals have seen the ones in red clothes. I don't know how many there are upstairs, so let's not go back."

"It's just one night, it will go by quickly after everyone chats."