There is a Breeze When He Laughs

  Chapter 534 Wen Yiren Tells Ghost Stories

"Xiaomei held the quilt tightly and the door was pushed open. She heard someone coming in, da da da da da da da da da da, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, she felt that the man was already on the stairs. Suddenly, there was a violent wind outside the window and the glass creaked. Xiaomei noticed a pair of eyes staring at her straight and hooked, suddenly!"

  Wen Yiren was deliberately surprised, Xu Yuan finally couldn't help screaming.

   "Ah ah, don't talk, don't talk, Wen Yiren, don't you hear it!"

  Wen Yiren rolled his eyes and said, "Coward, isn't it that Xiaomei's boyfriend is back? What is there to be afraid of."

   Song Qingyu, who is applying a facial mask, "..."

  Xu Yuan, her hands tightly covering her ears, "..."

  So, the footsteps in Xiaomei’s room were made by her boyfriend?

   "Oh, I just blame me for being so talented in telling ghost stories. Such an ordinary thing can create a sense of horror."

Depend on!

  Who is this for? When you don’t hear the result, you will think it is a terrible ghost story, right?

  Song Qingyu is still a little curious, "What is the knock on the door next door?"

   "Didn't I say that, it's just that a new tenant moved next door!"

   "Then why do you knock on the wall again?"

   "People may be hanging wallpapers or something."

  "……"

  Song Qingyu suits.

  Wen Yiren glanced at Xu Yuan, who was tightly wrapped in the bed, "Isn’t that addictive, then I’ll talk about one more?"

   Xu Yuan wanted to refuse, and Song Qingyu hurriedly agreed.

   "Ahem, this one is more terrifying, listen up!"

  Wen Yiyan drank his mouth water, and simply sat up cross-legged, "Have you heard the story of a person walking at night and can’t turn his head back?"

   "Hmm."

   "This time, I experienced it myself."

  I heard that Wen Yiren experienced it personally. Song Qingyu felt that this time it must be a real ghost story.

"I went back to my hometown with my parents during the New Year. My hometown is in a small county where there is a small hill dedicated to burying the dead, similar to a cemetery. On New Year's Eve, every family is watching the Spring Festival Gala at home. I feel bored. , Went out for a walk, walked on, and walked to the place where the small hill was inexplicably."

Wen Yiren exaggeratedly hugged the pillow tightly, her voice trembling a little, "I feel that someone is following me behind me, but I dare not look back, so I can only keep moving forward, walking, and the sound of footsteps behind him is getting more and more. When I was near, I was terrified. There were too many tombs on the small hills. In addition, it was night and I was lost."

Having said that, Wen Yi paused and lowered his voice, "You accompany me on New Year's Eve. I am so lonely! Suddenly, a voice like this came from my ear. It was overcast, and it sounded very good. It’s scary, I got goose bumps, turned a corner and started walking back, but the footsteps behind me were still there, following me closely, that voice is still continuing, stay with me for New Year’s Eve, you stay with me Let’s celebrate New Year’s Eve!"

  Xu Yuan was almost wrapped in silkworms.

  "Leaving the small hill, I came to an ancient alley. The footsteps behind me got closer and closer, and I finally couldn't help turning my head back, and instantly faced a strange face!"

   "Ah, enough, stop talking!" Xu Yuan screamed again.

  Song Qingyu actively asked, "Is it a ghost? A male ghost or a female ghost, is it scary?"

  Wen Yiren replied calmly, "It turned out to be a male fan of me, saying that it is to protect me."

  Song Qingyu, Xu Yuan: "..."

  (End of this chapter)