My mother looked at the old man with a little fear and said to me: "Others don't believe you, but I do. Let's see how he leaves tonight. I heard from Aunt Feng that his son is going to beat you, hum." , Dad deserves to die tonight."
Mom is purely for me.
I suddenly thought of my mother's difficulties, so I took her hand and said affectionately: "Mom, I'm sorry for worrying you so much. If I get through this disaster, I must make a lot of money to be filial to you and let you Live a happy life.”
My mother's eyes turned red when she heard this. She hugged me and choked up: "Silly boy, what are you talking about? You are my mother's son and everything to me. No matter how much my mother sacrifices for you, she will not feel it is hard. You must We’ll get through this.”
She wiped the corners of her eyes, forced a smile and said, "If you don't talk about these unhappy things, don't feel any psychological pressure. You have survived the disaster eighteen years ago, and God will definitely let you survive this time." , Mom will pull a banana for you to eat."
I ate a banana and chatted with her, enjoying the warmth of my mother caring about me.
The patients in the ward were also chattering, but until after eight o'clock in the evening, the atmosphere in the room gradually became strangely quiet.
Everyone looked at me from time to time, and then at the old man next to me, as if they were all wondering whether what I said during the day was true or false.
Click.
The door was pushed open.
The little nurse walked up to me and inserted her cold hand with the thermometer under my armpit.
She felt something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room. She glanced at the sleeping old man next to her, then looked at me and asked in an unprecedented low voice, "Child, uncle, are you really going to die tonight?"
At this moment, the little nurse actually showed a hint of fear in her eyes.
I had a bad impression of this nurse, so I raised my eyebrows and said, "Don't you believe these things? Why are you asking about this?"
"Tch, you're pretending, I'm just curious to ask what's going on." The nurse rolled her eyes at me. After a moment, she took out the thermometer and saw that my temperature was still normal, so she left the room.
But for some reason, when it was nearly nine o'clock, the temperature in the room inexplicably dropped a lot, and it was so gloomy that it felt like a morgue.
"Hey? Why is it a bit chilly today? It wasn't like this yesterday either."
"It's only August, but it feels like the beginning of winter."
"It's indeed a bit cold. Something's wrong tonight. Nothing bad is really going to happen."
Several patients who noticed the abnormal temperature quickly covered themselves with quilts, their eyes subconsciously lingering on me and the old man.
"Hiss..." the daughter next to the old man hissed and rubbed her arms quickly, looking around cautiously, "It's true, I feel a little cold."
After she finished speaking, she looked at me and hesitated to speak. Her expression was not as calm as before.
My mother also had goosebumps on her arms and her face looked a little ugly.
I quickly held her hand and whispered: "Mom, wait until eleven o'clock, no matter what you see or hear, don't make any noise, okay?"
My mom nodded trustingly and asked me what would happen.
I said I didn’t know either, but there would be no danger if you followed what I said.
Then my mother rented a bed and lay down next to me.
Because of what I said during the day, everyone didn't sleep. They looked at the old man and the door from time to time, as if they were afraid that something might come in.
The half-dead light on the ceiling illuminated the patient's skin as pale as a corpse, and the atmosphere was depressing and strange.
Although no accidents have occurred until almost 10:30, the uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger.
"Huh..." The old man's daughter took a deep breath and muttered: "It's already half past ten, and nothing happened to our dad."
"Humph." The man glared at me fiercely, "What kind of accident can happen to our dad if he is doing well? This kid is just farting. I think..."
Sizzling...
But before he could finish his words, the lamp on the ceiling suddenly made a sizzling sound with unstable voltage, and began to flicker on and off.
"Ah." The woman yelled, looking at the roof of the shed in fear, her voice trembling, "What, what's going on with this light, this..."
"Everyone, please stop talking." I quickly interrupted the woman, glanced at the patient and said solemnly: "When it's eleven o'clock, no matter what happens, don't make any noise, otherwise it may be dangerous, and they may coming soon!"
At this moment, the strong uneasiness made me panic, as if something strange was approaching the ward quickly.
Seeing that I was so serious, many patients surprisingly did not refute me, and even the man didn't say much.
"Young man." At this time, an old woman came over and asked me curiously, "You said they might be coming. Who is coming?"
"I don't know, it must be something that seduces people!" I said solemnly.
"Ah? Could it be that the thing that seduces the soul is black and white?" The old lady's face turned pale with fright at that time, and the faces of other patients were also ugly.
At this time, the old man's daughter asked me, trembling with fear, "Young man, are you telling the truth? Will my dad really die at eleven o'clock? There won't really be a seductress coming to ask for my dad. Take your life."
"Now that you have seen something, can you save my dad's life? My dad's body is getting colder and colder. He..."
"Shut your mouth quickly." The man glared at her and scolded: "Don't listen to that little liar. There is no such thing as a seductress in this world. My father's cold body is related to the temperature of the room, not mine. Is it a little cold too?”
I sneered, ignored the man, and let my mother lie down on the bed to sleep. I was worried that when midnight came, she would be frightened by seeing something dirty.
My mother gave a wry smile and said that the atmosphere made me so scary, how could I sleep, I was so nervous.
The same goes for all the patients in the ward, who kept looking at the old man and the time on his cell phone.
But until ten fifty-nine, except for the fact that the temperature in the room was lower than before and the light bulbs flickered, nothing abnormal still happened.
"Brother, brother." The woman suddenly whispered, "I want to go to the toilet, but I don't dare to go by myself. Please go with me."
The man frowned, "You are already in your forties, and you still want me to accompany you when you go to the toilet? You are not really scared by that kid, are you? Our dad is fine, there are no ghosts in this world..."
Sizzling...
But before he finished speaking, the lights on the ceiling flickered a few times and suddenly went out.
The room suddenly fell into darkness, and gasps and various voices of fear were heard from all around.
"Don't talk, everyone. They are here and have already gone upstairs." I warned, and quickly lay down on the bed, covering my nose with the quilt, only exposing my eyes and looking at the door.
The discussion in the room suddenly stopped. The woman who was going to the toilet next to her was also lying on the bed, looking at the door in fear.
Although her eldest brother did not believe in evil, he became nervous at this moment and did not dare to say a word.
The atmosphere in the room was as oppressive and silent as death.
