I have a date with the devil

Chapter 35

"A dull tap on the door echoed in the silent hallway. The door opened without a few taps, and Berial, whose hair was still wet, appeared behind the door and was surprised to see a pale, obviously frightened woman standing outside the door.

Once the door opened, Ye Miao where to care so much, fiercely jumped forward, as if grabbed a straw like hugging his body, to draw the warmth from the above. The first thing you can do is to look up, but you're still shivering and can't squeeze in a complete sentence.

Berial was knocked back a little by her, his eyes glanced down and found that not only was she wearing a thin nightgown, but she hadn't even put on her shoes.

--In her panic, Ye Miao only wanted to escape from the room where she was alone, so she had no time to remember to put on clothes and shoes, and now she was standing barefoot on the cold corridor floor. In November, the night temperature in Santa Monica was only two to three degrees, and in a short time, the skin outside the pants was already frozen red. But when one's attention is filled with extreme fear, one does not notice these small places.

"It's too cold out there." Berial put his arm around her back and took her to his room: "Come in first, okay?"

In his room, the heating was on low. The yellowish lamp on the windowsill paced the room with a soft light and a book spread out on the desk. The gray curtains were not drawn tightly, and in the thick of the night the rooftops and trees stretched out, with a view of the towering clock tower on the river.

There was no extra chair in the room, so Berial sat her down on the bed and pulled the covers out and covered her body. Ye Miao was so dazed that she did not resist. When she came back to her senses, she was already wrapped into a chrysalis by the blanket.

She looked up in a daze, her eyes moist, like a small animal in fear: "Why ......"

Berial explained without changing his face, "The air conditioning in my room is not very hot, and it warms up faster with the covers on."

Huddling under the covers and pressing the corners tightly together when scared is one of those unexplained human instincts. Not because they believe that the quilt can really repel evil and protect the body, but when the warmth of the quilt will be wrapped around themselves, it can give a sense of psychological security. The soulless Ye Miao took a deep breath and finally settled down a little.

Berial sat down on the edge of the bed and side-stepped to scrutinize her expression: "Feeling better now?"

"Well ...... sorry, did I wake you up?"

"It's okay, I was just reading a book. Just as I was about to go to sleep, I faintly heard a scream coming from your room. If you hadn't come to me, I would have gone over and knocked on the door." Berial suddenly reached out and gently pushed her messy hair behind her ear, his red eyes dark: "Did something happen? You look like you're scared."

"I was just watching the video of tonight's performance on my phone, but ...... halfway through it, I found something recorded inside that ...... shouldn't be there, a 'person covered in blood '." Ye Miao trembled depicting the appearance of that thing: "It and a girlfriend of one of my classmates, looks just too similar ......"

After saying that, she remembered that not everyone believes in ghosts and gods, maybe Berial will think she is crazy like her father, so she raised her eyes anxiously.

Berial frowned after listening, but did not show a snicker or disbelief, thinking for a while, he stood up and said, "Your phone is still in the room, right, I'll go over and see what's going on."

Ye Miao blurted out anxiously, "Don't go!"

She only wants to stay with him now, and how dare she let him go back to touch the haunted phone?

"Don't worry, I'll be right back."

Berial closed the door for her and brought the keys and her phone back. The earphone cable had been ripped out when she had thrown the phone earlier. The screen had also long since gone dark, so the video must have ended its run.

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. I'll see what's going on before I tell you."

Ye Miao sniffled and whispered, "Aren't you scared? Do you believe what I say?"

"Why not believe, there is nothing strange in the big world. You also don't look like someone who would make up stories to scare me in the middle of the night." Berial found his headphones on the desk and plugged them in, smiled, and said meaningfully, "Besides, I have a lot more guts than you think."

For the next ten minutes, Berial sat by the window and watched the entire video in its entirety. Ye Miao hid on the bed, staring at his expression, but until the video ended, he was calm. As soon as he unplugged the headphones, Ye Miao immediately asked nervously, "How was it?"

Berial shook his head, "Nothing."

Ye Miao did not believe it, and plucked up the courage to ask Berial to pull the progress bar of the video back to the time of her performance, to be psychologically prepared before looking inside. Sure enough, the thing that looked exactly like Fujiwara had disappeared.

The video played smoothly until the last second, and no further abnormalities appeared.

Ye Miao's lips trembled.

What's going on? Is it again the same as before, ordinary people have a normal physique, so they can't see that kind of horrible thing like the eight extremely light she did?

No, it's not right.

Now not only is Berial, a normal person can not see, is even she herself can not see.

It was as if there was an invisible force that completely emptied the screen into a purely harmless video ...... Or was it the yang energy in Berial's body that affected her?

Berial exited the video and handed the phone back to her: "At the Halloween party, weren't there some people dressed up as ghosts? Maybe it's because I got too much visual stimulation tonight and got a hint in my heart that I misread it."

Ye Miao pursed her lips.

The ghostly figure in the phone disappeared, and even though she felt that she hadn't misread it, she couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Only, that thing that looked exactly like Fujiwara reminded her of a word she had heard a long time ago - the living soul leaving the body.

In ancient times, people would stop their spirits for several days after death before they were buried. During this time, the soul of the deceased has not yet dispersed may wander in the places where they liked to go before they were born. This is how some strange stories of "people who have been dead for a while are still seen in other places" came about.

This is obviously different from the case of Fujiwara, who came to the party tonight all dressed up.

There is another kind of people, before the death of the mold to the extreme, half a foot has entered the ghost gate, the body can not stop the soul of the wandering, even the death of the soul are also visible in the living soul ......

Thinking of this, a very ominous and grim speculation, silently attacked Ye Miao's heart.

Hopefully ...... tonight is really her misreading it.

Berial patted the back of her hand and suggested, "If you're really unsure, you can ask her boyfriend to see."

Ye Miao did not have Fujiwara's contact information, and it was inconvenient to call her classmates at this late hour to disturb their dreams. After thinking about it, she made up an excuse to compose a message and asked her classmates if Fujiwara had returned home safely tonight.

After waiting for almost five minutes, there was no reply from the other side.

"The other side may have rested. Your eyes are all red, you're tired." Berial gently broke her fingers and took the phone over, "Might as well go to sleep now and get up early tomorrow to see if there's a reply."

Ye Miao froze and nodded her head. After watching him plug in her phone, put it on the desk, and carry out a quilt from the closet and spread it on the floor, she finally reacted that he was going to let her rest here, and said a little hastily, "Don't I have to go back to my room?"

The question sounded as if she was eager to get his permission to stay - and it did. She had almost been scared out of her mind just now, and although the thing in her phone was gone, that creepy face still came up vividly when she closed her eyes. She didn't want to stay by herself tonight if she could help it.

"Or what?" Berial raised his eyebrows, "I brought your keys too, don't you understand what I mean?"

"Understand is understand." Ye Miao hugged the blanket and squirmed a little: "But won't this disturb you?"

Berial smiled: "In the past I was robbed, you also took in me, who looked like I came from an unknown origin, didn't you? This is just a courtesy."

Speaking of this, Ye Miao's ears reddened and she mumbled, "But, last time I let you sleep on the floor."

She still ran over here today with bare feet, and didn't even wipe a dust before she got into his blanket.

"You're a girl, how can I let you sleep on the floor?" Berial thought about it and added: "But I usually sleep late and have to blow my head later, I'll go downstairs to blow if you mind."

How can I let him go, Ye Miao grabbed his wrist sharply: "No! You don't want to go."

Berial flicked her forehead: "I'm not leaving. You should also sleep in the bed."

Respectfully, Ye Miao finally accepted his kind offer and lay down.

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. His bed was fresh and clean, as was his entire room and the feeling he gave off.

The fluffy quilt is filled with fresh fragrance, and there is no hair to be found on the pillowcase, which simply makes people want to roll on it.

This time, Ye Miao did not make herself suspicious that Berial would plot against her, relaxed her body, and her vision slowly hazy.

Remember, before she was twelve, whenever she saw something like that, she always had no way to ask for help. There was a relative, teacher or friend in the room just a door away, but her calls and taps on the door never reached the ears of those inside through the thin panel. She could not enter the world of normal people, but was isolated in the horror of only herself.

A door that never opens becomes a nightmare for her.

Until tonight, Berial heard her cry for help and welcomed her in.

The lights in the room were dimmed to take into account that she was resting. The floor was carpeted, and Berial's footsteps became softer. But with her eyes closed, Ye Miao could still vaguely hear the movement of him walking around the room, the bathroom door gently opening and closing, the whirring of the hair dryer set to its lowest setting ...... These lifelike sounds, which let her subconsciously know that someone was with her, did not affect her sleep at all, but made her fall into sleep more assuredly.

This sleep is very good, open eyes is the dawn.

When I woke up, there was no one in the room, and the floor was put away.

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the market. I've bought breakfast, let's eat together."

The first time I saw the girl, she was a little shy.

Alas, even if she was in her own room last time, this time in a strange bed, how come she still slept like a dead pig, she didn't even know when Berial left, both times he bought breakfast and came back ......

Berial set the breakfast on the table, red eyes glanced at her, as if inadvertently said: "By the way, when I got up this morning to unplug the charger, I saw your phone had a new message alert. The message that I sent last night seems to have a reply."