Xia Ruolan quickly walked to the living room and stood beside the TV and looked at her husband sitting on the sofa.

But then Xia Ruolan was stunned because she found that her husband was not watching TV, but turned his head behind the sofa, not knowing what he was watching.

"Deng Bing?"

Xia Ruolan was a little surprised and walked over and called her husband's name.

But Deng Bing still didn't turn his head back, as if the scene behind the sofa was even more exciting than the TV series being played now.

Xia Ruolan came to Deng Bing and patted his shoulder in surprise: "What are you looking at?"

Deng Bing moved for a while, but still ignored it.

Xia Ruolan was a little scared, but she was facing her husband. No matter how scared she was, she would not turn around and run away. She grabbed Deng Bing's shoulder and beat him hard. The other party's body was as solid as a rock, and she couldn't beat him.

"Deng Bing, what are you doing?"

Xia Ruolan quickly walked around the sofa and walked to the window behind the sofa.

There was a row of green plants here. When she walked over, she accidentally pierced the tip of the agave. The pain made her feel very dazed and her head was very drowsy.

After reaching the back of Deng Bing, Xia Ruolan bent over and leaned over. After seeing the scene in front of her, her delicate body suddenly shook violently.

Deng Bing's neck seemed to be twisted by a force, his facial features were all twisted together, almost displaced, and his lips were also pulled by this force, and his upper lip was raised, revealing his teeth and gums, and saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth.

Xia Ruolan was frightened and immediately stepped back.

Deng Bing seemed to be fighting with his twisted neck, playing against the invisible force, causing his neck to make a cracking sound, his lips moved, and a blurry sound rang out; "Turn, turn your head..."

Xia Ruolan screamed in vain and quickly retreated, and her body was stabbed hard by the agave's thorn again.

boom!

Her limbs twitched, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss, and a powerful sense of weightlessness came.

He was shocked and opened his eyes, and found himself still lying on the bed.

"Dream? Or is it dreaming?"

The lights in the bedroom were soft and still on. Xia Ruolan was lying half curled up on the bed, and her husband Deng Bing was still sitting next to her, leaning against the head of the bed, but she was not reading a book, but looking at her mobile phone.

"What's wrong? I'm having a nightmare." Deng Bing spoke softly.

Xia Ruolan's body was still trembling and she nodded: "Well, I feel so real in the nightmare just now."

She found that her body was sweating, but she had not reached the point of sweating profusely, but her hands and feet were cold.

"Why are you not sleeping yet? When is it?" Xia Ruolan said softly.

Deng Bing stared at his phone and replied, "Now at twelve o'clock, I'll go to bed soon. I'll look at it for a while."

"What are you looking at?" Xia Ruolan raised her head, glanced at her, and then was stunned.

He found that the phone his husband was holding was not his own, but hers, and the picture on the phone was opened at this moment.

In the photo, I turned my head and only half of my face was facing the camera.

"Why are you looking at this?" Xia Ruolan was immediately frightened and woke up most of her sleepiness.

Deng Bing did not answer.

Xia Ruolan crawled up, grabbed her phone, and wanted to take it over and turn it off.

But Deng Bing did not let go, but just said, "Don't you think... this photo is very touching?"

"What...what?" Xia Ruolan was a little angry, "Give me your phone, don't open this picture now, I'm afraid!"

Finally, Xia Ruolan was about to turn off the photo, but before her finger touched the phone screen, she saw herself in the photo and her head slowly turned back again.

After turning this time, I could only see a little side face.

"Deng...Deng Bing, look... have you seen it? Look..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Ruolan looked up and found Deng Bing smiling. He just stretched out his hands, closed them slightly, and hugged his head.

Then a twisted force emerged, and Deng Bing forced his head to the left.

"Roll your head, turn your head..., turn your head quickly..."

"ah!"

Xia Ruolan was extremely frightened and struggled desperately. She quickly lay her body flat on the bed, kicking her feet in the direction of Deng Bing.

Deng Bing originally rushed up after she lay down, but was quickly kicked away.

Wanting to get closer, Xia Ruolan slammed the phone in her hand into his face and hit the other party's forehead. She took advantage of this and turned around and climbed out of the bed, running towards the bedroom door.

In panic, something tripped at the bottom of his feet, and Xia Ruolan rushed to the ground.

Her body numbed, she trembled violently, she quickly opened her eyes and found that she was still lying on the bed.

I was a little confused and looked around. It was already dawn outside the window.

Xia Ruolan was stunned and rubbed her eyes, turned her head and saw her husband Deng Bing lying beside her, with a quilt buried half of his head, and she was sleeping soundly.

At this time, she was completely confused and couldn't understand whether the scene in front of her was real or a dream.

But the snoring sound from her husband was something she could really hear.

He stretched out his hand out of the quilt, grabbed the phone placed on the bedside table, opened the screen and looked at the time, showing that it was 8:32 am.

But Xia Ruolan was still worried and had no confidence in her heart.

She didn't dare to move around anymore, nor did she dare to get up. She grabbed her cell phone and thought about it, and dialed a string of numbers.

"Hey." Soon someone answered the phone.
Chapter completed!