Wild Deer Convenience Store

Chapter 19
No matter how wide she subconsciously opened her eyes, her field of vision was replaced by absolute, hopeless darkness.

It's not the kind of darkness that you "see" after closing your eyes, but it's as if her eyeballs don't exist anymore, as if someone is trying to look out from the inside of your elbow. "Darkness" that cannot be illuminated.

Ai Weili knew that she was still in the convenience store; because she could still vaguely hear the electric current of the lamp tube, the motor sound of the ice cream cabinet and the beverage cabinet, and the rustling sound of puffed food packaging bags being scratched by someone—the last one The voice was getting closer and closer to her.

Can't let them get close to him, Ai Weili's mind, as if frozen in ice, came up with difficulty.She should step back, she should step back now, maybe she can exit the area wrapped in darkness

But Ai Weili's whole body froze for a long time, as if there was another survival mechanism that completely took over her body—can't move, don't breathe, try to treat herself as an decoration, a piece of furniture; Things that are gradually filling up in her body will also mistakenly think that she is not a living body.

The sound of the packaging bag being swiped suddenly stopped, and Ai Weili realized that the thing that made the sound had probably walked out from between the shelves.

Into the dark?Are you in the same area as her?Do you feel her?

Countless questions were rushing through her mind frantically, and in the next instant, all of them stopped and disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

Because Ai Weili felt—not touched, nor smelled, more like captured by biological intuition—something just walked past her.

After walking over, the thing suddenly stopped again.

A burst of flesh stretching and shrinking, the slight movement of hair rubbing against each other, as well as the wet sound of the corners of the mouth parting and the lips sliding across the gums, are so light and shallow that they are almost like hallucinations, gradually revealed in front of them.

Something just walked past and felt her.

Ai Weili knew that he had been crying silently.

She hated it; if those things were playing with her fears and preyed on her, the last thing she wanted was for them to get satisfaction from her own tears—she would rather die than let those Things thought they were crying out of fear.

Gritting his teeth, Ai Weili forced himself to squat down slowly and silently, away from the height where the opponent's face was.

Whether it's useful or not, she doesn't know.

Like a crab, she squatted on the ground and took a step sideways, still groping with her hands, lest she accidentally bump into something and make a sound.

She didn't know if that thing was approaching her, so she could only move one step after another as carefully as possible—after a few steps, she stopped and listened.

A ball of hot air from the mouth suddenly hit her face.

Ai Weili couldn't control himself anymore, and stepped back subconsciously, his shoulder hit the merchandise shelf under the cashier counter, knocking it all over immediately, smashing the merchandise and shelf boards to the ground one after another , loudly filled the entire store.

"Ai Weili? Ai Weili!"

A distant shout pierced through the uproar and pierced into her ears—completely subconsciously, Ai Weili forgot what was in front of her face, and the "Wei Luo" who had just messaged her. ", Immediately shouted loudly: "Help!"

What responded to her was not Willow's voice, but a muffled sound in front of her; it seemed that something that was touching her face was suddenly hit by something.

"What did I hit?" Willow asked aloud, "Is it you?"

Ai Weili didn't know exactly what was happening; but she was reinfused with strength at this time, and she crawled to the side desperately with her hands and feet, and shouted as she crawled: "No, you hit it!"

"Stop now," cried Wero, "I'll throw something at you, catch it!"

What to throw?How can she not move?Even if she doesn't move, how can she in the dark—

With a "boom", a heavy icy and hard object hit Ai Weili's forehead, causing her to scream in pain; she was startled, and immediately raised her hand to hold the object, before she could Feeling what it was, he felt the heat behind him again.

That thing is approaching.

"Hold on, I'll drag you out!"

come out?

At that moment, Ai Weili realized belatedly that the wet and cold thing in his hand was in the shape of a telephone microphone with a curled telephone wire attached to one end.

that telephone?
By the way, the last time she saw it, it was on the cash register.But since the second half of the face appeared in the store, she hadn't seen it again.

Wait, that is to say——

As soon as the thought flashed through her mind, she immediately felt the pulling force from the phone line in her hand——Ai Weili stood up from the ground in a hurry, and was dragged forward by it ; Before she had time to think about what happened to the thing behind her, she let the telephone wire pull herself staggeringly, and then, she bumped into the bright lights of the convenience store.

Ai Weili involuntarily narrowed his eyes, blinked several times, and finally opened them again.

Wero was standing in front of her, his eyes shining brightly, hopeful and cautious; looking her up and down, Wero finally smiled. "It's really you? You're not pretending to be something weird, are you?"

"What's going on?" Ai Weili hastily wiped away the tears on his face, and looked back with lingering fear—but couldn't help being stunned.Willow and she were standing in front of the drinks cabinet closest to the checkout counter, and when she looked back at the checkout counter, she found that the area was bright and bright, with no darkness at all. "I was you just now, are you really Wero? When did you come out of the reflection? I, I don't understand."

"I have a lot to say if I don't understand," Wei Luo smiled wryly, and pulled out the phone receiver from her tightly clasped hands. "I'm the real Wero, but a fake person can say this kind of thing."

Only then did Ai Weili discover that Wei Luo had stuffed the phone into the nearest drink cabinet, the phone wire was exposed, and then kicked on the door of the cabinet with one foot, blocking the phone from the drink cabinet. Inside the cabinet.It seemed that she just swung the phone cord, threw the microphone forward, and hit her head.

"When did the lights turn on near the cash register? Isn't it dark?" Ai Weili watched her put the phone away, and asked in a daze.

"Look over there," Willow pointed to the glass window on the other side of the store.

It was supposed to reflect the reflection of the entire convenience store, but at this time another piece was missing, as if someone painted a cuboid shape with black paint on the reflection of the cashier area.

For a moment, Ai Weili didn't know how to understand the current scene.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment,"

She closed her eyes, pinched her eyebrows, and thought hard for a few seconds. "In the convenience store I was in just now, the cash register area was dark, and after you dragged me a few steps forward, I entered the convenience store on your side. The cash register area here is bright, but It’s the cash register in the reflection that’s dark, that’s to say.”

Wei Luo seemed to know what she was going to say, and nodded.

"Is it me who entered the reflection just now?"

"That's right," Wei Luo said, taking it for granted, "Did you always think that the person who entered the reflection was me?"

It seems that this is indeed the case: in reality, a piece will not suddenly black out, only in the "reflection of reality", a piece will suddenly black out.When she saw an unexplainable darkness in the store, Ai Weili should have thought that it was her side that went wrong.

"What is that darkness?" She turned her head and looked at the cash register, only to find that the reflection had returned to normal, and the darkness had disappeared. "I was pulled out by you from the dark place. So, is the darkness a 'channel'?"

"That's what I thought," Wei Luo looked at the reflection and said, "Didn't I take a soy sauce bottle to see the situation? When I turned around, I found that you were gone, and you were standing there The reflections of the place turned black."

Ai Weili listened to her continue in a daze, "I searched around the store in a hurry, but I didn't expect to see you from the reflection on the glass. Your expression at that time was like seeing a ghost."

I really saw a ghost.

"I just thought, if you entered the reflection through the 'dark area', can I then pass through the 'dark area' and pull you back?" Wei Luo was obviously starting to feel a little proud when he said this, saying: "Of course, I don't want to go in and find you by myself. I just bought a PS5, and I don't want to give up my life so soon, especially your reflection is still tricking me into opening the door. It feels very unreliable—"

"It's your reflection that tricked me into opening the door, right?" Ai Weili protested, took out his phone, and asked, "Isn't this your number?"

"It's mine." Wei Luo looked at it and said, "But I didn't send those messages. You see, the messages I received shouldn't have been sent by you, either?"

On Wei Luo's mobile phone, the first person to "remove the glass" became Ai Weili herself; she was also the one who repeatedly asked Wei Luo to open the door.

"Seeing you trying to preach like a preacher, I became vigilant. I am the type that salesmen hate the most. All in all, didn't I use the phone to fight poison with fire last time? I was thinking, maybe this Once, I can also use it to pull you out. You don’t know how much thought I spent, the microphone is too light to throw it far, and I had to take it apart and fill it with a lot of crushed ice.”

No wonder the microphone was cold and wet, and it hurt like hell from being hit on the head.

"You really saved my life," Ai Weili wiped his eyes again, wanting to hug Wei Luo for a moment. "Just before you threw the mic, something approached me"

Having said that, she suddenly stopped.

"Wait," Ai Weili turned his head, looked at the cash register, and thought of another question. "If the 'dark area' is a passage, has the thing that approached me just now also come over?"

　Friends, I have realized the essence of writing horror novels, that is, you must be cowardly, to the point where you are always scared, and then others will probably be scared after listening to your imagination...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)