I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 715 The situation has changed 3
The middle-aged woman turned her head, looked at Meixuan distressedly and asked, "Then why are you crying?"

"Xiao Lei is dead."

The middle-aged woman's eyes widened and she was speechless.

The room fell silent for an instant.

No one speaks.

At this time, Meixuan's father walked in slowly.

He was wearing a coat, and glanced at the faces of the three of us. He was a little dazed for a moment, and he opened his mouth and said, "What's the reason why you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

After the words fell, his eyes fixed on my face, and he asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

"I'm……"

"It's late at night, what are you doing at our house?" The man asked, without giving me any time to answer questions.

Meixuan was still crying, the woman sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her in her arms and softly comforted her.

Seeing this, the man frowned fiercely, pointed at me and said, "Hurry up, it's really rude to disturb the people in the middle of the night."

"..."

In this way, I was 'boomed' out of Meixuan's house.

I caught a taxi when I rushed over, but I was not so lucky when I went back.

The streets were deserted and the night wind pierced through the bones.

I flinched and walked quickly.

The shadows under my body were sometimes stretched very long by the street lamps, sometimes very short, but as I walked, the shadows under my feet turned into two.

Noticing this, I stopped abruptly, stared at the extra shadow under me, and my heart beat suddenly accelerated.

When I stopped, the shadow stopped, almost in sync with my movement, my shadow.

Suddenly, I felt a little flustered.

What is this?
Is there a ghost following me, or...

I didn't dare to continue thinking about it, so I quickened my pace and rushed forward desperately,

The speed of the shadow also increased, and her movements were still synchronized with my shadow.

I have never encountered this situation before.

Humans are always terrified of the unknown.

However, the shadow followed me all the way, and suddenly, it disappeared again.

As I walked, I stared at my feet, making sure that only my own shadow was left, and then let go of my hanging heart.

It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and I didn't know how long I had been walking. When I was a few hundred meters away from the villa, I saw a car approaching from a distance.

When the car passed by me, it slowed down very slowly and almost stopped.

It's a private car.

The driver was a man. He poked his head out and asked me, "Beauty, where are you going? I'll see you off."

I waved my hand and didn't even bother to say anything.

There have always been taxis that specialize in night shifts, but along the way, I didn't see a taxi, but a private car came.

Seeing that he was about to get home, a car came suddenly, no matter if it was a taxi or a private car, the ghost would want to take it.

After waving his hand, the man immediately retracted his head, stepped on the accelerator, and the car 'squeaked' away.

I turned around and gave the car a hard look, then accelerated my pace and drove back.

After walking a few steps, I heard a loud 'bang' behind me.

I turned around in surprise, only to see the car hit a big tree on the side of the road, the taillights were flashing, and the car was emitting white smoke.

Even though the owner of the private car had a bad attitude, seeing such a scene, I couldn't help myself.

I immediately turned around and ran towards the accident site.

The front of the car hit a turtle, the airbag was activated, the man's head must have hit the car window, the glass was shattered all over the place, and blood was dripping from the man's head.

While touching the mobile phone in my bag, I reached out to sniff the man.

He is still alive.

I dialed the emergency number, and I called the male voice a few times, but there was no response.

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed his shoulder a few times before his eyes slowly opened.

I didn't look at him carefully just now, but now, under the streetlight, his appearance clearly came into my eyes.

He is a young man, about 25 or [-] years old, with three-dimensional facial features and very deep-set eyes, a bit like a mixed race.

Even though his forehead was bleeding, it didn't affect his handsomeness.

"I've called an ambulance, hold on."

He nodded, reached out to unbuckle his seat belt, and opened the door to get out of the car.

I reached out to help him, but he shook off my hand, "No, I'll do it myself."

His attitude was very tough, so I didn't push it any further.

He got out of the car, staggered to the side of the road and sat down slowly.

I glanced at the car and realized it was a Mercedes.

At first, I didn't pay attention to the model, but it's obviously not cheap.

"When will the ambulance arrive?" the man asked me suddenly, his hand touching the wound on his head.

I went forward and looked in my pocket. There were no tissues, but there were many talisman papers.

Seeing that his head was bleeding continuously, I took out a handful of ghost-suppressing talismans and rubbed them, and carefully wiped the blood on his forehead with the talisman paper.

He stared at me in surprise, subconsciously shrank his head back.

"What is this?" He frowned, staring at the talisman in my hand with displeasure.

I said impatiently: "It's just paper."

"What kind of paper is this? What's the mess on it?"

"Nothing."

I can't be bothered to explain to him.

He glanced at the paper in my hand with disgust, and didn't ask any more questions.

I looked him over from head to toe, except for the head injury, there was nothing serious about him.

The man sat on the ground, and after a while, his mind seemed to be much clearer.

He murmured in bewilderment, "What the hell."

"what happened?"

He looked up at me and said thoughtfully, "Just now the car malfunctioned and went straight to the side of the road. It didn't work even if I stepped on the brakes. It's really evil."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. I don't need to lie about this kind of thing." The man said anxiously.

But I think he looks good, and there is no sign of being entangled by ghosts.

Could it be that he accidentally bumped into something dirty just now and got revenge?
Thinking of this, I looked around, and there was no ghost here except me and him.

I went to the man and smelled it again. He smelled of alcohol, but it was very weak.

"you've been drinking?"

His expression darkened, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

"Drink a little."

"You're drunk driving, okay?"

"I just drank a little."

"Drinking a little is also drinking and driving. You are irresponsible for your own life."

He showed an impatient expression: "You are so long-winded! What does it matter to you if I drink and drive?"

"It's really none of my business, then you wait here for the ambulance, I'm leaving."

I turned around to leave, but my wrist was suddenly grabbed by him.

"Don't go!"

"I think you're fine. The ambulance will arrive soon. There's no need for me to stay here with you."

What's more, this kid is not serious at first glance.

Before, when he wanted to give me a ride, he still used the title of 'beauty', and the tone of his speech made me feel very frivolous.

(End of this chapter)