I Can Rewind Chapter 175: Go back again


That foot is full of leg hair, and it looks like a man's.

Han Zhao immediately closed his eyes, but opened his eyelids a little, secretly staring at the foot that suddenly appeared.

Without any sound, the other foot also stretched out, and after stepping on the ladder, a man in a black vest and big pants silently climbed down from the upper bunk.

The face of the person who came down was just behind the light, and with the dim light, Han Zhao was already in a cold sweat from fright. He didn't dare to stare at it all the time.

He just quietly watched the figure crawling down from the corner of his eyes through the slits of his opened eyes.

Unfamiliar.

He was sure he was not familiar with this person.

After the man came down, he didn't wear shoes on his feet, and suddenly stood still, standing at the end of Han Zhao's bed, facing the direction of the lower bunk.

Han Zhao's heart jumped into his throat at this moment, he almost stopped breathing in fright, and he didn't dare to move, his hands firmly grasping the edge of the quilt.

For about five minutes, the air in the entire dormitory was stagnant, revealing a chill.

Afterwards, the man who remained silent and stood still suddenly turned around and walked towards the door of the bedroom.

He walks in a strange way, without shaking his hands, barefoot, on tiptoe, all ten toes are separated, firmly grasping the ground, quietly came to the door, stretched out his hand to open the door ,

Before the door was fully opened, the man walked out strangely and silently.

The door of the dormitory was not closed. After he walked out, the door slowly closed, but it stopped when there was still a gap in the door, revealing the dark corridor, and the figure of that person could no longer be seen.

"Gone, gone?"

Han Zhao's whole body was drenched with sweat at this moment, and there were large beads of sweat on his forehead, soaking the pillow, but he didn't dare to breathe out.

The position where he was lying, happened to be able to see the dark corridor outside through the crack of the door, feeling that in the unknown darkness, there seemed to be an inexplicable fear lurking.

In an instant, a thought popped into his mind, thinking of the "door-peeping ghost" circulating in the academy, and now behind the crack in the door in front of him, could there be that door-peeping ghost peeping at him? Could it be a peeping ghost?

With this thought, Han Zhao startled himself.

But after thinking about it, the legend of the "door peeping ghost" is in the No. 4 laboratory building of the college. It cannot happen in the dormitory side, because it has never been heard of.

Anyway, the guy who was sleeping on his top bunk should be gone, but the door must be closed.

Thinking of this, although Han Zhao was too scared to move, he still gritted his teeth and lifted Xia Liang's quilt.

He didn't wear shoes either, so he just walked to the door and was about to close the door.

Suddenly, a creepy cold invaded, and he could clearly feel that this piercing chill came from outside the door and was approaching.

"I'm going to you!"

Han Zhao was so frightened that he didn't even have time to close the door. He turned around and climbed onto his bed in two big strides. After lying down, he threw the quilt under the covers, but in his haste, he couldn't cover one of his feet.

He didn't care too much anymore, he grabbed the edge of the quilt tightly, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

The next second, the bedroom door was pushed open, and a man in a black vest and big pants walked in.

The movement of the man walking in was exactly the same as when he went out, with his bare feet raised slightly, his ten toes spread out, firmly grasping the ground.

After he came in, he stood facing Han Zhao's direction for a while, then turned and closed the door.

After the man's figure entered the room, Han Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's face quietly.

Just in time, one of the lights coming in from the window hit the door, so that he could clearly see the man's appearance.

Although he is squinting his eyes, it is enough to see the other party clearly from this angle.

I don't know him. Han Zhao is sure that this is an unfamiliar face. His face is calm, even a little gloomy. Although the other person's eyes are open, Han Zhao always feels that those eyes are gray, like a dead person.

The moment the man turned to close the door, with the back of his head facing this side, under the light from the window, Han Zhao, who was observing him, was shocked suddenly, and then his whole body shook like chaff.

On the back of the head of the man in the black vest, there was a piece of bone and flesh turned up. You could see the black hole inside the wound, and no blood flowed out, as if the wound had been formed for a long time.

But Han Zhao still clearly remembered that when the man went out to open the door just now, the back of his head was still fine and there was no wound.

After seeing the terrifying cut in the head, Han Zhao found that he couldn't stop his body from shaking. After the man in the black vest approached the bedside, he trembled even more.

The man stood beside the bed, just like before, and fell silent again.

"No, no, if I keep shaking like this, he will definitely find out that I'm awake."

Han Zhao knew that at this critical moment, he must not be cowardly or trembling. The next second, he bit his tongue suddenly, and felt a pain.

The intense pain caused him to divert his attention, and the shaking of his body gradually stopped.

After about two or three minutes, the man who had been standing at the end of the bed made a movement, grabbed the ladder leading to the upper bunk with both hands, and quickly climbed up with both hands and feet.

Immediately, there was a shaking sensation of the body turning over from above, and it gradually subsided after about a minute.

Han Zhao was so frightened that his hands and feet were not only cold, but also as if he no longer belonged to him. Trembling, he picked up the mobile phone that was placed beside the pillow, covered his head and the mobile phone under the quilt, and turned on the screen to check the time.

Two minutes to 3:00 am.

This night, Han Zhao not only didn't fall back asleep, he didn't even dare to turn over, and lay with his eyes open until dawn.

But after the man climbed to the upper bunk, there was no further movement.

When the sky was completely bright, Han Zhao finally dared to get up after the sound of other students getting up to wash and go to the bathroom was heard outside the corridor.

He quietly poked his head out of the bed and looked at the upper bunk, he was dumbfounded.

I saw that the upper bunk was well laid out, and there was nothing there, even Guo Jintao's cotton wool was rolled together, it was clearly the same as when he left last semester, and he hadn't been touched.

The off-campus of Tianmeng University of Science and Technology is a street in the shape of "pin", because it is close to the college, the street is very prosperous, but most of them are restaurants, beverage stores and small hotels.

Zhao Zheng, He Bishou, and Xie Hua sat in a restaurant, looking at the good dishes on the table, He Bishou wiped the saliva that was about to drip five times, and Yan Junze hadn't come over yet.

"Where did this guy go?" He Bishou stared at a plate of braised pork knuckles on the table, as if he was asking the knuckles.

Unfortunately, Elbow can't speak. Talking Elbow is extraordinary.

Xie Hua was opening the small mirror that he carried with him, and looked at his cheeks, nose, mouth, etc. in the mirror. He felt that his lips were very red, and he should have applied lipstick or something.

Zhao Zheng glanced at Xie Hua~IndoMTL.com~Feeling a bit chilly, he quickly diverted his attention and said, "Yan Junze looks very rich, look at the meal he invited, at least Three or four hundred yuan."

"Never mind, just open your stomach and work hard." He Bishou looked away from his elbows, and finally saw Yan Junze trotting towards him.

"Where did you go when you ordered the food?" Zhao Zheng asked.

Yan Junze smiled and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see if they use stale ingredients."

"There are so many people eating here every day, how can there be stale ingredients." He Bishou picked up his chopsticks, "Go ahead, what are you waiting for?"

"Eat, eat." Yan Junze also picked up the chopsticks.

Xie Hua suddenly said: "Junze, why is the corner of your mouth red, is it blood? Or did you put on your lipstick and didn't clean it up? Let me tell you, before you put on lipstick, you have to prime your lips first, and then put on your lips. You need to spread a layer of moisturizing cream before the bottom, so that the lipstick you apply will be plump and rosy. By the way, what brand do you use?"

Yan Junze smiled awkwardly: "Can I say...is this actually blood? When I just came out, I accidentally knocked on the mouth at the door."

After ordering the dishes just now, Yan Junze had a whim and took this opportunity to go around the restaurant's kitchen. Chicken blood in a bowl.

Taste it carefully, no human blood gave him an obvious sense of satiety, which means that drinking animal blood is very ineffective, but it can be used as a choice without choice.

Actually, when I think about it seriously, I lost too much blood and my body functions were seriously insufficient. This may also be part of the reason why I subconsciously chose human blood as food.

It is equivalent to replacing blood transfusion through suction. Because the half-ghost's physical condition is special, if necessary, animal blood can be used instead, but the effect is much, much worse.


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