The Exorcist

There was a slight buzzing sound, which was the sound of the computer starting up. The sound was very soft and could be ignored normally, but it was very noticeable late at night.

Xiao Xia huddled on the bed and dared not move, staring in the direction of the computer in horror.

Her room is very small. Next to the window at the foot of the bed is her computer desk, and the light comes from that place. But why does the computer turn on for no reason? Still - something in the room opened it!

The startup music played, and her colorful mouse flashed with various lights, which proved that the computer was completely turned on. Then she felt an unreal black fog lingering in front of the computer, but she was not sure if there was something wrong with her eyes.

‘Ta-ta-ta’——

There was a brisk sound, as if someone was typing, but the monitor was still in its original desktop state.

Xiaoxia's computer desktop is a picture of her idol Brad Pitt with his head turned slightly sideways. Xiaoxia loves his squinted eyes, half-smiling expression, but at this moment, she seems to think that his expression is meaningful, and his eyes are even more... Staring at her strangely, while holding Xiaoxia's gaze tightly.

Suddenly, his appearance changed, from a smile to an angry expression, and his face and background gradually blurred, but gradually became three-dimensional, making the flat monitor screen look like an empty black box, with a star in it. Man's head!

"Xiaoxia!" Rentou shouted sharply, making Xiaoxia almost jump in shock.

"Avenge me! Avenge me!" He ordered loudly.

"Guan Zheng, is that you?" Xiaoxia asked tremblingly, taking courage.

Nothing could be heard from the voice, and the head could not be seen clearly, but Xiaoxia could feel that something was wrong with Guan Zheng.

There was silence, no one answered her, even the computer was unusually quiet. She waited for a while, but there was still no movement. Although the screen still looked like a box with a human head, it stopped making a sound!

Xiaoxia swallowed and tried to get off the bed, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, the monitor suddenly shook violently and started flashing crazily!

"Avenge me!" The head in the computer shouted again, but this time the voice was more shrill, the monitor shook even more, and even the table shook!

It kept repeating that sentence, and gradually even the sound became full of metal, as if it was really coming from a machine, "Avenge me - avenge me - revenge - revenge -"

As a burning smell came, the computer shook violently for a while, like a convulsion before death, and then everything came to an abrupt stop!

Xiaoxia held her breath and sat on the edge of the bed, staring into the unfathomable darkness with wide eyes, but the visual vacuum behind the flickering light prevented her from seeing anything. Her bare feet were still touching the cold ground, but her palms and soles were covered in cold sweat. She sat frozen in fear, enduring the huge sense of oppression brought to her by the darkness and the real scorch, fearing what would happen if she moved.

The clock was ticking, and she didn't know how many minutes had passed. She finally adapted to the light and saw the scenery in the room clearly. So she stood up slowly. Seeing that nothing unusual had happened, she suddenly ran away at a very fast speed. When I went out, I didn't care that I was still barefoot and wearing pajamas. I hurriedly opened the door, as if I was being chased by an evil ghost, trying to escape at all costs!

The light in the corridor had been broken for a long time, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything. Xiaoxia rushed out relying on her familiarity with the environment, but unexpectedly bumped into something.

The accident happened suddenly. She was knocked back a few steps and almost fell down, but she was hugged by an arm. She subconsciously struggled hard, but the opponent's strength was much greater than hers. She wanted to shout, but her mouth was covered, and she just twisted her body in vain.

"Shh - it's me, it's me!" A man's voice came from his ear. This voice was urgent but gentle, and had the power to calm her down. She knew without looking that it came from the person she thought about day and night.

"If you don't want everyone in the building to see you hugging a man and staying in the dark corridor in your pajamas, then don't scream!" Ruan Zhan let go of his hand.

But Xiaoxia hugged him instead, choking.

"Go back to the house first!" He caressed her back unintentionally to comfort her. The smooth silk and the soft back of her neck made his hand linger again and again.

"I'm afraid!"

"With me!" Ruan Zhan gently pulled away from Xiao Xia, trying to keep the distance between the two of them, "hold my hand, you won't be afraid!"

He held her cold and slightly sweaty little hand and slowly returned to the room.

He couldn't hold her anymore. For a man, holding a woman in silk pajamas with an incredible body in a dark corridor late at night is a very ambiguous behavior. If that woman is someone you have cherished in your heart for a long time and longed for, but haven't seen her for three months, the temptation will be even more deadly. Even when he held her hand and walked away, he was distracted and couldn't concentrate.

But he had to resist, so it was very, very difficult for him to stay calm. For the first time, he hated his night vision ability, which made him deeply imprint her unintentional charm in his heart.

He blocked Xiao Xia behind him, walked closer to the room, then reached out to close the door and walked towards Xiao Xia's bedroom. He felt the breath of the room vigilantly and found that although there was Yin Qi, it had dissipated.

"It's okay." He reluctantly let go of Xiaoxia's hand.

Xiaoxia ran over and turned on the desk lamp. Only then did she realize that she was wearing relatively revealing pajamas, and she subconsciously covered her chest.

"I'll go to the living room and wait while you change some clothes." Ruan Zhan lowered his eyes and suppressed the pounding of his heart.

"Don't leave!" Xiaoxia blurted out, but then realized how ambiguous her words were, and quickly explained, "That--appeared here, I'm afraid of him--"

Ruan Zhan turned around quickly, but couldn't bear to see her face to face, "Is this okay?"

Xiaoxia said an embarrassed 'hmm', randomly found some clothes to put on, and then explained the cause and effect of the incident. Ruan Zhan forced himself to shift his attention from her to the incident, but found that it was very unsuccessful. Xiaoxia explained it three times before he figured it out.

"Why are you here?" Xiaoxia asked as if she was remembering something.

"You forgot that I know how to calculate." Ruan Zhan hesitated.

In fact, he didn't know how to calculate. He just had a strong telepathic connection with her because his heart was filled with her shadow. Originally, when it got dark, he felt uneasy, as if she was in danger, but that feeling was fleeting, causing him to retract the steps he had taken.

He missed her very much, but when he thought that he couldn't take the initiative to provoke her, he endured it. He had endured this for three months. Although he felt relieved that she didn't come to him, he always had irrational expectations in his heart.

This expectation was particularly strong tonight, so when the second anxiety struck, he dropped everything and ran out without hesitation, driving wildly all the way. Fortunately, he was able to stop Xiaoxia who was about to escape. But after seeing her condition, he was also blaming himself for why he put her in danger for his own troubled heart!

"How is this going?"

"If I guess correctly, your colleague is dead." Ruan Zhan pulled back his thoughts, "And he might have died next to the computer, so he will appear in this form."

"But the computer burned out." Xiaoxia said. It's not that she feels sorry for the computer, but she doesn't know what the reason is.

"If you use the so-called scientific method to say that the soul is a kind of energy, if it is transmitted through the computer, the energy is different and naturally incompatible, so your computer will be burned out. If you use the superstitious term, if he died in front of the computer, it would be With this kind of obsession, it means that he wants to tell you something through the computer. But before he can tell you, something stops him, and the soul cannot leave the body very far for a long time. He came suddenly and left suddenly. So your computer is still broken for no reason. But it doesn’t matter, I can give you one."

"Yes, I heard the sound of typing."

"Then come back with me." Ruan Zhan stood up, "Obviously your computer can't be used. Use my computer to see if there are any clues in your mailbox."

"Guan Zheng——" Xiaoxia looked at the computer sadly, as if Guan Zheng was sitting there. Although she had no special fondness for him, and even hated him because of the cat killing incident, she still couldn't bear to see him die.

"Shouldn't we call the police?"

"It's better to pretend not to know, otherwise when there is no suspicion, the first thing to be discovered is the suspicion." Seeing Xiao Xia's depressed look, Ruan Zhan couldn't help but stroke her face. The delicate feeling from his palm made him His hand stayed for a while, "Besides, how do you explain that you knew he was dead? Just based on a nightmare?"

"That's not a nightmare!"

"I know, I know! So, let's go see what he left for you!"

Xiaoxia nodded and went to Yeguiren Bar with Ruan Zhan.

When they arrived, the clubbing crowd was still having fun, and Xiaoxia went upstairs with Ruan Zhan under the ambiguous and jealous eyes of everyone. But this time she didn't feel awkward, but rather felt proud.

Because she knew that she was different in his heart after all, because no woman had ever been to the second floor of this bar.

Under the warm gaze of Ruan Zhan, she forced herself to immediately implement the idea of ​​"surrounding the city from the countryside". She felt that it was unjust to arrange her love on the night of Guan Zheng's death, so she decided to do business first.

She opened her mailbox and saw a new email, which was sent to her by Guan Zheng.

"Xiaoxia, I'm sorry for scaring you. I have my reasons, but I don't want to involve you. This is a complicated matter that I can't understand. Don't worry about it. This matter is too weird! Don't get involved with anyone. People say, otherwise you will be unlucky! Those people deserve to die! I am very happy that they are dead. They are scum, things worse than animals! But believe me, I hope that their death is passed by law. Although I know that is impossible. Severe sentencing! You don’t understand, when you face this kind of person all day long——"

Xiao Xia was confused and felt that Guan Zheng, who was usually organized and serious, wrote such an incoherent letter. But what really made her stop and look at Ruan Zhan was the last content of the email.

There is a three-line ellipsis on the page, and then it is written intermittently: I am going to die, Xiaoxia, take care, take revenge, don’t get close to the truth, and then finally there are a few garbled characters and a place name.

The message all this conveyed to Xiaoxia was that Guan Zheng was in extreme danger or pain at that time. He had no time to finish writing his words, and his thoughts were confused and hesitant, but these were his last words.

"Where is this?" She pointed to the place name.

"Yunnan." Ruan Zhan said, "a place close to the border between China and Myanmar."