Spiritualist sweet wife

When Ziteng sent warmth to Mai Xiaoqing's room, she had gone to bed first. So in the end, the warmth stayed in the guest room. The guest room is next to Ziteng's room, separated by a strong distance. I feel warm and feel that Ziteng seems to be around.

Lying on the big bed and warm, I kept thinking about what Zi Teng said tonight. The smile on the corner of my mouth became more and more difficult to hide. Even when I finally fell asleep, I smiled on my face.

Just

Where is this?

Since Qinghai, warm has not had those strange dreams for a long time, so as soon as we enter the dream tonight, looking at the completely strange environment in front of us, warm can't help but be stunned.

But soon she realized what had happened.

If she dreams again, it means that something is going to happen again.

Warm and calm down, first looked at the surrounding environment.

In front of us, there are patches of lush trees, greasy grass at our feet, and sometimes clusters of low shrubs around us. In the dark night, such a quiet forest makes people feel some fear.

I'm sure she's never been here before.

Strangely, she could feel the coolness of the breeze. The cold wind climbed up her back along her clothes. It was cloudy. After thinking about it, warm still picked up the steps under his feet and walked towards the depths of the woods.

I don't know how long I walked. It was dark all around until a light suddenly appeared in front of me.

Someone?

Warm heart, the next joy, the steps under the feet also accelerated a lot. The light was getting closer and more obvious. When I approached, I saw a pile of burning campfires. The fire was red, and the color of the trees became strange.

The previous light was emitted by this campfire. Two tents were set up next to the campfire. They were military green and looked like they were left by people who came to camp in the wild.

Is there anyone in the tent?

Warm walked to the campfire and had no idea for a while. She didn't know whether she should go forward. If there were people in the tent, should she call them up. If not, where did those people go?

Warm stood in place, hesitating about what to do. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound of footsteps behind him.

The sound of footsteps is very messy, with different weights. It seems a little hasty. It's not a person's!

There was no one in the tent!

Warm subconsciously turned back and wanted to see the people who came. As far as I could see, I just saw several young people of the same age as her, male and female. Their faces were pale, their eyes twinkled, and their feet were hasty and messy. They came together in the direction of warmth.

"Hello..."

Warm hurried forward to say hello, but he didn't finish a word. Just one of the boys walking in the head approached. Without waiting for the warm response, the boy actually wore a gloomy face straight through the warm body.

Warm suddenly a trance, instantly stunned in place.

Her body is invisible! No one can hear her! Now, for these young people, she doesn't seem to exist.

Fortunately, I had such an experience before, so the warmth just didn't react at once. I soon understood what was going on.

This is her dream! It's not what's happening right now. It may have been a long time since this happened, and the time and space are different, so she can only exist in a free state, but others can't perceive her.

In fact, it's good! At least, she doesn't have to think about how to explain the reason to these strangers.

At this time, several other people also came back and sat by the campfire in front of the tent, one by one, as if they could drip water. Warm frowned and sat beside them.

In addition to the black boy who had passed through the warm body before, there was a boy in camouflage, with white and clean skin and beautiful eyes. The other three are girls, one with long hair and short skirts, one with jeans, and one with black leather clothes.

Warm noticed that compared with the two boys with black skin and camouflage clothes, the girls' bodies were almost trembling, biting their lips, hanging their heads and refusing to speak. Especially the girl in short skirt and the girl in jeans, they leaned closely together, twisted their hands, and rubbed them hard. The warmth could almost hear the sound of their teeth fighting.

The atmosphere suddenly became very depressed and heavy, and the warmth was almost brought in by their emotion.

What happened to these people?

Warm eyes swept from these faces in turn, and finally fell on the girl in leather.

"Shit!"

Suddenly, the girl in leather suddenly stood up from the ground and burst out a rude remark:

"Look at your expressions one by one! We didn't do anything wrong. Why should we torture ourselves like this!"

The girl in leather clenched her fist hard. Although she was full of momentum, she still noticed a trace of panic in the bottom of her eyes.

When she said this, the short skirt girl and the jeans girl immediately couldn't hold their tension. They began to cry. It seems that they should have endured it for a long time.

"Song... Jia, how can you say that? She's dead! She's dead!"

The short skirt girl sobbed, her voice a little incoherent.

She's dead? Someone's dead?

Warm heart clattered, and then looked at several people's eyes, but also could not help becoming dignified. A pair of Xiumei frowned, trying to hear some clues from the conversation between these people.

She knew something must have happened!

These people seem to be about their own age. When they encounter such a big event as a dead person, they don't choose to call the police. Instead, they sit around like this. If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I really doubt whether they killed people with their own hands.

But who died? Because of what?

Anyway, the dead man must have something to do with these people in front of him!

"Shut up!"

The leather girl who was called the Song family stared and then scolded the short skirt girl.

"She died and died. What does it have to do with us? We didn't kill her!"

Having said that, the confidence of the Song family is still insufficient. It seems that they are guilty.

"But we..."

The short skirt girl wanted to talk again. At this time, the black boy sitting near him suddenly opened his mouth coldly:

"It has nothing to do with us!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes couldn't help falling on his face.

Warm noticed that compared with the tension and panic of others, the black boy seemed calm and calm. He didn't even speak in a different voice word by word.