All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Darkness, endless darkness.

When Yang Xuming closed his eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into a world of absolute darkness.

Everything in the villa is far away from his world.

He could not hear any sound.

The footsteps downstairs who was climbing the stairs were gone, and Yang Xuming felt like he was falling crazily in the dark.

The feeling of coldness, like ice water, flooded him from all directions.

He is sinking, sinking.

In the absolutely dark and silent world, he couldn't even hear his own breathing.

In this horrible experience of falling continuously, Yang Xuming didn't know how long it had been sinking.

Finally, he stopped.

The dark world began to go away.

Yang Xuming found himself sitting in the passenger seat of a car.

Ahead is a dark mountain road.

Outside the window is a deep and dark mountain forest.

The car was driving on a dark mountain road, with no people or lights in sight.

Yang Xuming was startled, and subconsciously looked at his side.

I saw a middle-aged man with a big belly sitting in the driver's seat.

He was shouting angrily at the car phone, "I've got off the highway! Sun Xingyao, you'd better stay at home and wait for me. If I get home but don't see you, you will be dead!"

The middle-aged man seemed to be angry.

And from the car phone, a cringing voice came.

"Dad...Dad...I'm at home."

"Just stay at home!" the middle-aged man roared, "You are getting better and better! Ask your aunt to come to Liupanshui for a summer vacation, but in the end your aunt dared to take a peek while taking a bath. Why did I give birth to you such a rude?"

"Dad...I...I was wrong..."

However, the middle-aged man didn't listen to his son's apology, he hung up the call angrily.

Then, after a few breaths of anger, the middle-aged man calmed down a bit.

He held the steering wheel, stared into the darkness ahead, and said coldly, "This **** thing made Lao Tzu come back at night. Why did I give birth to such a bastard!"

As he said, the middle-aged man slammed the steering wheel.

Then, the car drove into another trail leading to the fork in the road.

He checked the time and said to himself, "You should go here faster."

At this time, it was two o'clock in the morning, and the Porsche logo on the steering wheel was faintly visible.

While Yang Xuming was sitting in the co-pilot, he felt that the body began to jitter.

This is a very bad mountain road with potholes everywhere.

But the middle-aged man seems to have walked this road and is no stranger.

He drove the vehicle calmly, passing slowly among the mountains.

The darkness outside the car window was as thick as a black ocean.

At a certain moment, the car stopped suddenly.

Because in front of the car lights, there is a figure standing on the road?

Blocking the way?

Yang Xuming looked at the figure in the dark that could barely see the rudimentary figure, a little confused.

The middle-aged man slowed down, allowing the headlights to slowly illuminate the figure blocking the road ahead.

A girl.

Standing in front of the road blocking the road is a girl.

Porsche's car lights reflected her face pale.

Her hair was dyed golden.

The upper body is wearing a low-cut short vest, and the lower body is wearing denim hot pants that are as short as the thigh.

This highly revealing dress made her look **** and sultry.

And there is a tattoo on the girl's shoulder, she should look like a bad girl?

Porsche stopped in front of the girl, and the middle-aged man rolled down the car window and stuck his head out.

"Need help?" the middle-aged man asked.

The girl slowly walked over and came outside the cab.

She looked at the middle-aged man in the car blankly and said, "Uncle, I'm lost, can you take me home?"

The middle-aged man was a little confused, "It's almost two o'clock in the morning, why did you come here alone?"

The girl said, "I was brought here by someone I don’t know, and I’ve never been to this place. After they brought me here, they left by themselves. I can’t find a way out by myself. Uncle, you can take it. Am I going home? It's so dark here, I'm so scared."

The middle-aged man glanced at her and unlocked the car door lock, "Come on, I just want to go to Shuicheng. Is your home in Shuicheng?"

Seeing that the door lock was unlocked, the girl went straight to the back, opened the door, and got into the car.

The air in the car seemed to chill for a moment.

Yang Xuming, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head abruptly and looked at the girl in the back seat.

Then he saw a face full of blood and hatred.

Yang Xuming was startled, then, the darkness drowned him like a tide.

Everything in the field of vision disappeared.

Yang Xuming continued to fall in that dark world...fallen...

Soon, he felt as if he had touched the ground.

He recovered and found himself standing in a room.

This room is very familiar. It is the father's bedroom on the third floor of the villa.

In the dark, a middle-aged man was lying nervously on the bed, seeming to feel uneasy.

A strange breathing sound came from under the bed under him.

It seems that there is a person sleeping under his bed?

Yang Xuming stood by and looked at the cautious middle-aged man in astonishment.

I saw him sticking out his head and quietly looking at the bed...

Yang Xuming shouted subconsciously, "Don't look..."

But the next second, the sound of breathing disappeared.

The moment the middle-aged man probed in, he suddenly stretched out his hands under the dark bed and grabbed him.

The fat body of the middle-aged man was instantly dragged under the bed.

The darkness became extremely rich in an instant, and directly drowned Yang Xuming.

Everything in the bedroom disappeared before Yang Xuming's eyes...

咚——咚——咚——

In the darkness, Yang Xuming heard slow footsteps and slowly approached him.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the tatami floor.

Here is the bedroom of the dead house on the first floor.

The ceiling is a standard Japanese decoration.

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows facing the garden were tightly closed, but the curtains that were not completely closed came in with a beam of cold moonlight.

He was lying on the tatami with a blank face.

The footsteps outside the house approached.

And along with the sound of footsteps, there was also the sound of some kind of metal heavy objects dragging on the floor.

The sound of metal rubbing against the floor is a bit harsh.

Yang Xuming felt cold all over the voice.

What did he realize...

Trying to stand up, Yang Xuming found that he was caught by something, completely unable to move, and could only continue to lie in the bedroom of this dead house.

The footsteps outside the house finally stopped at his door.

In the darkness, there was silence for a few seconds.

Then, the door was slowly pushed open.