All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Tick-tick-tick-

In the quiet cell, the dripping sound slowly sounded harsh and crisp.

It seems that the faucet is not screwed properly, so the water is dripping?

Ma Dequan looked at the dirty sink.

In the dimly lit cell, there was indeed a strange dripping sound from the direction of the tap.

Tick-tick-tick-

The sound of dripping water, in this quiet night, is inexplicably permeable.

Ma De got out of bed and walked straight over.

The sound of dripping water that did not know when made him a little irritable.

He walked over and turned off the tap.

Seeing the sound of dripping water disappeared, Ma Dequan was inexplicably relieved.

But standing alone in the empty cell, he felt a kind of loneliness.

The rooms in the detention center were all clear and empty, with no compartments.

Beds, squatting pits, wash basins, these things are all placed in one room.

Anyone passing by can see the whole room clearly at a glance.

And he stood alone in such an empty room, as if the whole world had abandoned him, without any feeling of shelter.

He clearly understands that if something terrible happens in such a cell, then he doesn't even have a place to hide!

In the dark, the feeling of being peeped seemed to be stronger.

Ma Dequan looked around in a panic, trying to find out who was watching him.

However, in the dim prison room, in every darkness, there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him coldly.

Ma Dequan felt a bit cold in his back.

He really wants the police to arrange a multi-person cell for him. At the very least, he will feel safer by staying with the living.

Now that he is alone in this cell, no one will find him even if he is dead, right?

die……

Ma Dequan swallowed.

This terrible association scared him.

He hurriedly returned to the bed, got directly into the quilt, and wrapped the whole person in the quilt.

His body curled up into a ball in the corner.

The enclosed space inside the quilt gave him a sense of safety.

It seems that as long as he hides in this quilt, no matter what happens outside, it will not affect him.

The sound of his heartbeat calmed a little bit.

Then……

Tick-tick-tick-

In the cell, the sound of dripping water rang again.

The moment he heard the sound of this drop of water, Ma Dequan's heart jerked.

NS! Here again?

He obviously screwed the faucet to death, why is there a dripping sound!

Could it be who opened it secretly?

Ma Dequan was a little frightened, but also some inexplicable anger.

He felt that the constant dripping sound was harsh and unpleasant, and every time the dripping sound made him anxious and angry.

Curled up on the corner of the bed, Ma Dequan gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, desperately trying not to listen to the sound of dripping water.

However, the sound of dripping water seemed to be getting faster and faster.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick... The constant dripping sound sounds like the tap has been completely unscrewed.

Drop after drop of water all dripped into the sink under the faucet.

In the end, this drop of water even directly turned into a rushing sound.

It seems that the tap has been unscrewed.

It's like the faucet is broken again.

The harsh dripping sound sounded extremely harsh in the dark.

Ma Dequan couldn't stand it anymore.

He suddenly lifted the quilt on his body and got out of bed with an angry expression.

He wanted to see what was going on with this broken faucet!

Ma Dequan, with a murderous expression and a distorted expression of anger and mania, rushed to the side of the sink.

Then he saw an incredible scene.

——The faucet is not running.

In the dark, the metal faucet was silent, without any signs of dripping or dripping.

However, the clatter of water still sounded in the darkness.

And it's near Ma Dequan.

Ma Dequan was stunned.

He looked around, but didn't see any water dripping in the house.

In this entire cell, there is obviously only this faucet. Could it be that the prisoner in the cell next door is using the water?

Ma Dequan listened again, and found that the splash of water quickly disappeared.

It seems that you have run out of water?

Ma Dequan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

However, in the next second, his heart tightened again.

Because in the darkness, he saw that the sink in front of him was filled with water in a sink silently.

Under the moonlight, these waters glowed with weird and pale light.

Ma Dequan swallowed and took two steps subconsciously.

Who put this water...

He can be sure that there was no water in the sink before!

Looking around in a panic, Ma Dequan looked panicked.

The feeling of being peeped is even stronger.

He turned his head in a panic, trying to find out what was hidden in the cell in the dark.

However, the moment he turned around...

Wow!

In the sound of water splashing, the sink behind him suddenly stretched out a pair of pale and strange hands.

In an instant, caught him.

Drag back hard!

Before Ma Dequan could react, he leaned back and his head fell heavily into the cold sink.

The cold water in the sink flooded his head for an instant.

The cold feeling irritated his head from all directions.

He struggled frantically, but the hands holding his head couldn't move at all.

The moment he opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to call for help, all the cold water poured into his mouth, nose, and throat.

The irritating alum smell of the tap water made his stomach contract and nausea.

His body struggled crazily.

However, his head was firmly fixed in the sink, unable to break free.

The crazier he struggled, and countless water splashes, but the faster the oxygen in his body was consumed.

Finally, his struggling movements became weaker and weaker.

Finally, the whole body fell softly into the sink, motionless.

Just like that, after a while.

There was no sound in the cell, and no sound was heard anymore.

Ma Dequan's body lay quietly beside the sink, motionless.

After a while, those pale and strange hands slowly retracted and disappeared into the sink.

Only Ma Dequan's head was quietly soaked in the sink, silently...

The darkness gradually receded.

The morning sun shined into the room through the window.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Yang Xuming, who hadn't slept all night, stared at the diary in front of him with panda eyes.

He has been looking at this diary all night and hasn't slept.

In other words, dare not sleep.

The door was knocked open by the plum, and the ghost might come over at any time.

There was a diary on the bed that he didn't dare to touch, and he might cloud him again at any time.

He felt that if he had gone to bed last night, he would have been cold.

Therefore, Yang Xuming tried to endure the drowsiness, stared at the diary, and stayed up all night.

Now that the sun appeared, Yang Xuming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was thinking about whether he could stop, the phone rang.