An Jing's heart was very complicated, he gave her the bed, for no reason, why did she feel so uncomfortable?

Moreover, she was still very scared in her heart.

An Jing pursed his mouth and lay on the bed, but he just couldn't sleep, looked out the window, hugged himself tightly with both hands, thinking about the shadow he saw outside the window before, his body trembled fiercely.

Gu Yuxuan turned around and saw the people squatting on the bed in a group and shivering, his heart beat fiercely, and it hurt.

"Anjing." He shouted, got up from the ground, and rushed to the head of the bed.

An Jing looked at him with trembling eyes.

When her mother died, An Jing was only three years old.

Her mother died in the rental house.

At first, she thought that her mother was asleep, she called her mother, but her mother ignored her, she got up alone to make breakfast, and then called her mother to get up and eat breakfast.

She shouted over and over again.

Mom still hasn't woken up.

She thought that her mother was too tired, and it must be very hard to work so late every day, and she should let her mother sleep more.

She ate breakfast alone, lay down beside her mother, looked at her mother's pale face, and fell asleep after looking at it.

When she woke up, her mother still didn't wake up.

She came out to eat by herself.

In this way, day after day, An Jing found that her mother had become stinky and had heavy dark circles under her eyes.

Although she was small, she also realized that something was wrong, she pushed her mother, cried and shouted for her mother, but her mother never woke up.

An Jing was so scared, afraid that her mother would never open her eyes again, and she would never see her mother again.

She didn't dare to speak, she didn't dare to shout, she bathed her mother, and took care of her mother.

But, after all, if a person dies and doesn't deal with it, it will stink.

The others smelled the stench and banged on the door to enter.

After that, my mother was taken away, and she was the only one in the house.

The neighbor's children would scare her.

She couldn't sleep every day and night, thinking about her mother, thinking of her mother coming back, and helping her comb her hair.

Know, one day, a beautiful sister took her home.

In the beginning, she switched to psychophobia, and would feel ghosts around her and talk to her.

An Yixi spent a lot of money to cure her.

However, she is still very afraid of ghosts, and this subconscious will be seared in her heart as she grows older or matures mentally.

When a certain scene appears, it will touch the strings in her heart, and she will become panicked and uneasy.

Seeing that An Jing was really scared and frightened in his eyes, Gu Yuxuan's heart throbbed violently.

"Damn." Gu Yuxuan cursed, his tone was very impulsive, and he got up from the ground and hugged An Jing in his arms.

Looking out the window, a sharp edge swept through Gu Yuxuan's eyes.

The people who scared her, see how he killed these people.

Gu Yuxuan reached out and twisted her chin and asked her to look at her.

"Don't be afraid, An Jing, with me, listen, there are no ghosts in the world at all, only people's pranks, don't be afraid."

An Jing clenched his fists, still trembling.

"Let's go, I'll take you to catch ghosts." Gu Yuxuan took An Jing's hand and was about to go to her room.

"I'm not going." An Jing's eyes widened, and he was about to escape.

Gu Yuxuan grabbed An Jing's arm tightly, stared at her little face with a faint fear, and furrowed his brows: "Look at you're scared, if you don't catch it, how do you know it's not a ghost?" ”

An Jing flashed a trace of fear, furrowed his brows, and his eyes flickered.

I don't know why, she believed what he said, it wasn't a ghost, it was man-made.

She was just scared by the memory of her childhood.