I Like Weird the Most

"Hey, wake up... you wake up!"

"Why ask...what's wrong with you...?"

"Wake up soon! Don't scare me! Is the power bank that important?"

There was a girl's voice in his ear, which seemed familiar.

And there seemed to be something pressed on his body, very light.

Although it is not heavy, it always feels so hard and panic.

There was a slight warmth across his face, as if a little hand was stroking his cheek.

He Wenzhi's eyelids trembled slightly, and at the same time he moved his fingers.

In a daze, he suddenly thought, is this a ghost press?

What kind of monster is this that dare to press my bed?

See if I won't accept you now!

There was also a groggy head, and it became clear at this moment.

He Wenzhi suddenly opened his eyes and saw the familiar ceiling.

He Wenzhi's face became stiff when he raised his head slightly.

Good guy, I didn't expect to be really crushed!

It’s just that it’s not a demon or ghost that is pressing oneself, but Han Yumeng, a bold evildoer!

This guy didn't know when he came. In short, he was sleeping while He Wenzhi, and then entered the room, and at the same time lifted the quilt, sneaked on the bed, and lay on He Wenzhi's body.

Her ear was pressed against He Wenzhi's left chest, as if listening to a heartbeat.

She felt the movement and quickly straightened up and sat on He Wenzhi's waist.

"You finally woke up! I... I just thought you were going to do it..."

He Wenzhi's face turned black: "I think you are going to be dying!"

"Did you have a nightmare?" Han Yumeng asked, and then said: "Just now I kept hearing what you were saying [My power bank, my power bank...], I think your expression is still somewhat It's wrong.

I'll call you quickly, you can't wake up again..."

"So you lifted my quilt again, right?" He Wenzhi rolled his eyes, sat up, and picked up the little Han Yumeng and set it aside.

"If you don't lift the quilt, don't climb up, how can I listen to your heartbeat?" Han Yumeng said seriously: "And isn't it just a power bank? Are you so excited? Your dream becomes like this, I really I thought you were going to have something wrong..."

He asked: "..."

Forget it, too lazy to care about her.

The power bank that can make me care, can it be an ordinary power bank?

But then again, this little Nizi's courage is really getting fatter and fatter!

In the past, at most, it was to sneak a little bit of abdominal muscles and chest muscles while sleeping.

Now they dare to lie directly on the body.

Thinking of this, He Wenzhi said, "Han Yumeng, do you know how it felt like you were pressing on me just now?"

"How can I feel so light?"

"Then have you seen the small bench in the living room? It is lighter than you, right." He Wenzhi pointed to the small wooden bench that was dragged aside by the dog and gnawed: "If it is pressed on the body , Do you know how it feels?"

"How does the wooden bench feel?" Han Yumeng tilted his head: "It's not just hard...you...!"

He Wenzhi gave a smirk, got up and got out of bed, ready to wash up.

When he walked to the door of the room, he suddenly turned his head and joked: "Are you secretly eating papaya with milk recently? I tell you, that is useless at all."

"I don't listen, I don't listen!" Han Yumeng sat on the bed, grabbed the quilt and blocked his ears.

Angry to grind your teeth!

It feels like Xiaohu's teeth are about to be ground.

…………

In the bathroom, He Wenzhi faced the mirror and brushed his teeth.

He rarely dreams, especially after having golden fingers, he has less time to dream.

The last time I dreamed, it seemed to be the first time I experienced [Smoke Searching and Asking Way].

As for the second time, it was last night.

But the dream last night, is it really just a dream?

This doubt suddenly appeared in He Wenzhi's heart.

In the dream, the **** knife-wielding man who was suddenly attacked by the small lake that was dyed red by the [Crying Bride] burst into black and red blood after being blown up.

In that **** light, there was a thick weird feeling permeated.

He didn't think much about it at the time, as if he was fighting ghosts and monsters, he absorbed it easily.

Then……

【Spirit +10】

At that time, I was dreaming, so I didn't even think about it.

After all, he was asleep, and he didn't know that it was a dream.

But the increase in attribute points is really just a fantasy in a dream?

At that time, He Wenzhi could clearly feel that the attribute points had really increased at that moment.

If it is a dream, then what is going on with this real added attribute point?

And after the **** man was beaten to death, the [Crying Bride] whose stomach was cut open suddenly stood up again.

She looked like a puppet at the time, with both hands swaying on her chest, as if she was holding something in her arms.

Her expression is even more weird.

His pale face was stained with blood, but he looked at the empty arms and smiled foolishly.

At this time, the voice of the weird little girl from the beginning appeared again.

[Crying Bride]'s expression changed suddenly, and the previous nursery rhyme was humming anxiously in his mouth.

While singing, she walked towards the depths of the forest.

He Wenzhi hurriedly chased after him at that time, but at this time, the black and white mist completely enveloped the place, and there was nothing around him.

The bride left with a baby that didn't exist at all.

In He Wenzhi's eyes, that bride is a power bank.

He rinsed his mouth, this dream really made him puzzled.

[Weeping Bride] Haven't you already gone back?

Because of the different versions of the game, there may be some limitations, so that she has not been able to exert her real strength.

Later, she was greatly stimulated, and she finally broke out, but went back because of this.

This is the result of everyone's deduction at that time.

"Could it be that evil spirits invaded my dream?"

The faucet was turned on, and the tap water gushed out, rushing, flushing in the white sink.

He Wenzhi lowered his head, holding the cold tap water in his hands, and constantly splashing it on his face.

The cold touch gradually calmed down his slightly confused thoughts.

Looking at the bright sky outside, He Wenzhi wiped off the water drops on his face.

He raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror, and slowly let go of his slightly frowned brows.

When he came to the living room, he sat at the dining table.

Looking at the table full of hearty meals, I wanted to come here as a takeaway that Han Yumeng had called in advance.

"Han Yumeng, why don't you come to eat together." He Wenzhi shouted.

"I will eat a little bit when you sleep. Those are all prepared for you." Han Yumeng's voice came from the room.

"Okay, then I won't go out during the day today. Do you eat noodles? If you are hungry for a while, you can tell me that I will give you something to eat."

"good."

Hearing Han Yumeng's answer, He Wenzhi began to feast on it, and then picked another piece of beef and threw it to the dog who was sitting next to him.

At the same time, he took out his phone and tapped the screen with his finger.

He sent a text message to Li Ziru, telling him about the weird dream state last night.

As a senior, he might be able to know something.

After eating, I cleaned up for a while.

He Wenzhi walked into the middle room.

In the gloomy room, the cold air rushed in, opened the drawer and took out a few incense sticks from the inside. After lighting it, it was inserted into the incense burner.

Looking at the two urns in front of him, He Wenzhi asked, "Is there any smell on my body today?"

Huang Xiaoyan: "Yes."

Han Yuluo: "It's still very thick."

He Wenzhi's eyelids drooped slightly, thinking in his heart.

After a while, he looked at Han Yuluo's urn again.

"Han Yuluo, I am going to put a little bit of your ashes out and put it in a sachet, so that it will be convenient for you to follow me at any time in the future."

"Okay." Han Yuluo whispered, and followed her again: "Then you get two sachets, and the other one for Mengmeng. If you are not at home in the future, if she wants to go out to play, I can also accompany her easily. Around."

"Okay." He Wenzhi nodded and said nothing more, but walked out of the room.

…………

He Wenzhi stayed at home and did not go out during the whole day.

It's just that Li Ziru hasn't responded to the message. During the period, He Wenzhi even made a call to ~www.readwn.com~ but no one answered.

He may be resting, or he may be busy.

At night, He Wenzhi took Huang Xiaoyan around in the spring market, trying to see if he could encounter any ghosts.

After only a few hours passed and nothing was found, he went home again.

After taking a shower, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep again without knowing it.

Black and white mist appeared around, the weird girl's voice sounded, and the nice woman's humming also appeared.

Finally, the fog cleared, and the same sight as last night appeared in front of him.

Across the forest path, there is the lake again, and the crying bride.

A strong smell of blood came out, and the cold light flashed, He Wenzhi turned around and swept it with a punch.

boom!

There was a loud noise, as if something had exploded, and the blood mist spread in an instant.

【Spirit +10】

He Wenzhi suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window.

It was still late at night, and it was pitch black outside.

Above the dark and oppressive night sky, there is no nebula, which is extremely depressing.

Looking at the phone, it is now 1:44:44 in the morning.

Li Ziru still did not reply to the previous message, nor did he return a call.

He Wenzhi sat on the bed, with a confused expression in his eyes.

It's that dream again, what is going on?

Didn't the evil spirit go back?

Could it be that she really invaded the dreamland and would come to give away ten points every day?

Send warmth on time?

"this……"