My Hubby Is a Ghost

Li Dan was lying on the bed opposite me, straight and upright, like a corpse that would never move. But the more so, the more in my mind, the more she suddenly sat up and jumped in front of me like a zombie.

"Ding Dong." All of a sudden, a text message prompted a sound.

My heart suddenly flickered. I quickly turned back and picked up my mobile phone. I found that there was another spam message just like yesterday. I just wanted to delete it. Suddenly I realized something, so I opened it and read it carefully.

"On the evening of XX, a girl named Tian Tian was brutally killed in order to protect a poor kitten. Her head was cut off and hidden, her body was pushed into the water, so far her family has not found her head. So if you know where her head is, please tell her family! If you don't know, please forward this message to three people. Otherwise, Tian Tian will question you face to face at 12 o'clock tonight. "

I carefully read this text message twice, thinking about the one I received last night. Although I didn't read it very carefully, I think it should be the same as this one.

It is said that people in the dormitory of the girl who hanged herself received this message, and I also received it last night, which shows that my guess is basically right. The girl who hanged herself, like Li Dan, is a participant in cat abuse, and the female ghost is probably the girl Fang saw at that time, who prevented cat abuse.

Did she not drown as the result of the original investigation, but was killed?

I was lying in bed, holding my cell phone, looking at the time above, an hour before 12 o'clock.

I casually rummaged through a novel in my mobile phone to pass the time, but I couldn't concentrate all the time. I couldn't read a word for a long time, so I simply left my mobile phone aside and spent time with my eyes open.

Usually an hour will pass quickly, but at this time, I really feel like a year. I pick up my mobile phone to look at the time, and then I find that I have to watch it every two or three minutes.

Just as I was anxiously waiting, I suddenly felt that the upper berth seemed to sink. Although it was just a feeling, it was just like sleeping people on the upper berth.

I had goose bumps.

Before my brain could figure out what to do, my bed and the upper bed began to shake violently together. That degree could never be my illusion.

I sat up, jumped to the ground, forced myself to calm down, then turned on the flashlight on my mobile phone and took a picture of the upper bunk.

There is a mosquito net hanging on the upper berth. You can vaguely see a figure lying on it, covered with a quilt, with only one head exposed outside. Her face is facing the wall, but her hair is very long, so you can be sure that the girl is lying on it.

Seeing this scene, I immediately thought of the scene that Dong Li and Li Dan described to me during the day yesterday, so I took my mobile phone to shine on the figure and climbed up the escalator.

When I stand by Fangfang's bed, my heart beats like a drum. I take a few deep breaths and tell myself that it's OK. Don't ghosts have seen a lot? At most, it's a disgusting face!

While comforting myself, I reached for the mosquito net.