There is a ghost in the family

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Dimly, I felt a pair of big cold hands walking non-stop on my delicate skin.

Until it hit my proud double breasts, my body trembled uncontrollably.

The feeling of fear from the depths of the soul permeates the whole body.

But no matter how hard I struggled, my eyelids were as heavy as lead, and I couldn't break free at all.

I can only feel this humiliating violation in fear and have no strength to resist.

I was just like the lamb waiting to be slaughtered, lying there quietly waiting for his further invasion.

Until his big hand reached the girl's most secret place.

Then I felt a cold body cover me, and my heart almost reached my throat.

Fear filled my heart and made me feel helpless like never before.

Tears came out of my eyes, and I thought it was over...

"Ring, bell, bell, bell, bell..."

The ancient alarm clock rang at the right time, and I suddenly opened my eyes.

At five o'clock in the morning, I finally felt relieved when I saw the bright sky.

Tiredly, he reached out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and sighed helplessly.

This dream has been tormenting me for nearly a month, and I don’t know what it is...

These days, there is nothing wrong with taking advantage of others, but it is a big mistake to get into dirty things because of being greedy.

For example, I have nothing to do during the holidays, so I help my dad manage his antique shop.

But just because he was greedy for cheap, he accepted a dragon-shaped ring from a customer, and as a result, he was crushed by ghosts all day long.

Such a day makes me miserable. Of course, it all started a month ago...

Antique shops full of ancient charm always give people a very awkward atmosphere, I think so.

Looking at the ancient wall clock hanging on the wall, I yawned and continued to climb on the table to play my social media.

"Boss, do you collect old things here?" Just as I was fascinated by writing the post, a gloomy male voice sounded in my ear.

I hurriedly pressed and saved the written content, then stood up and looked at the man in front of me.

The man is more than 1.7 meters tall, wearing a black robe with a bit of a retro look, and looks old.

Wearing a black hat with a big brim on his head, he deliberately lowered his head very low, so he couldn't see his face clearly at all.

But I always feel that he has a strange aura about him.

In the end why, I couldn't figure it out for a while, but the visitor is the guest, and the others are not important.

Thinking of this, I quickly put on my signature smile: "Do you have anything for sale, sir?"

He looked at me casually, and then took out a brocade box from his sleeve.

The color of the brocade box is yellow, which is very full of classical charm. If it is placed on the market, it should be worth a lot of money.

Just as I was fascinated by the brocade box, but didn't want to, he gently opened the lid of the brocade box.

Then he handed a dragon-shaped ring to me: "Help me see how much this is worth?"

Although I am not very good at identifying the age and value of antiques, my initial estimate is not wrong.

Reaching out to pick up this chic ring, I looked at it carefully.

The overall structure of this ring is made of gold, and a huge emerald is inlaid in the middle for decoration.

The left and right sides are spliced ​​by two golden dragons with teeth and claws, which looks majestic but mysterious.

Looking at such a distinctive but ancient ring, I couldn't help but sigh "Hey!"

"How much is it worth?" Just as I was in a daze, a man's deep voice sounded in my ear.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I can't afford this ring in the shop!"

Although I said so, my eyes are still reluctant to move away from the ring, because this ring is amazing in terms of price and style.

"Seeing that you are honest, I need money for something urgent today. Since you don't have enough money to buy it, then I will take it here first. You give me 1000 yuan first, and I will come to pick it up in three days, and I will use it." Double the price to redeem it, if I don't come to pick it up after three days, then it belongs to you, okay?"

"Really?" I couldn't believe my ears.

"Ok!"

After writing a note, I quickly counted ten hundred-yuan bills from the counter drawer and handed them to him.

He just glanced at me and walked out quickly without counting.

Seeing his leaving back, I closed the lid of the brocade box, picked it up carefully, and put it in the safe.

I hope my dad will come back tomorrow to identify how much this is worth.

I have to be suspicious of the man's attitude, maybe I have misread it.

After all, such an expensive thing, how could that person give it to me so easily.

But the father who promised to come back the next day, there has been no news.

However, four days later, the guest still did not come to redeem the ring.

Thinking of the agreement he made with me that day, I looked at the dark night.

I couldn't help the curiosity in my heart, opened the safe and took out the brocade box.

After opening the brocade box, I always felt that the ring moved suddenly, thinking it was my eyes dazzled.

I rubbed my eyes, looked again, and sure enough, it didn't move, and then I reached out and picked it up for a closer look.

The more I look at it, the more I think this ring is beautiful. I have no resistance to beautiful things.

Unable to bear it, he took it in his hand.

I have to say, this ring fits really well on my finger, as if it was tailor-made for me.

Looking at the dragon-shaped ring on my hand, I couldn't help but stare in a daze, but at this moment, my father's exasperated voice sounded in my ears: "Yu'er, what are you wearing?"

"I, the ring!" I looked at my dad for no reason, isn't it just a ring, why am I so angry.

"Hurry up and take it off!" My dad took three steps and two steps, walked quickly to my side, grabbed my hand, and was about to help me take off the ring.

But it's strange to say that this ring seems to have grown on my hand, and I can't take it off no matter what.

My father, who was in a hurry for a while, used too much force, which made my fingers red and swollen, and even a little blood spewed out.

An amazing scene happened, only a little blood just flowed out.

It was sucked in by the ring at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And as the ring sucked in blood, the golden dragon shone brighter.

This realization gave me a momentary sense of terror.

"Hey!" Dad sighed, ignored me, and walked towards the back room angrily.

I wanted to say something more, but when I saw my father's angry back, I still held back my words.

Dad, what's the matter?Isn't it just a ring?Why are you so angry with me?

Looking at my red and swollen fingers again, I mourned for it in my heart for 3 minutes.

Because there are almost no customers coming to the antique shop at night, and this has been done.

So after dinner and some tidying up, I went to bed.

In the past year, I have been obsessed with playing her community, which is a platform for women.

You can find a lot of like-minded sisters here, and we talked about our thoughts together.

It is very interesting to learn to post together.

Originally, a sister had an event today, and I wanted to participate.

But holding the phone, writing, writing, I suddenly felt that my eyelids were particularly heavy.

It didn't take long before I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

During my sleep, I suddenly felt that the air in the room was getting colder and colder.

It's the middle of summer, and the air conditioner is not turned on, which makes me think of something terrible.

However, before I had time to think about it, a pair of big cold hands suddenly attached to my body...

Such horrible dreams have haunted me ever since that night.

It's been a month and it still hasn't stopped.

This kind of torture almost made me collapse, but there was nothing I could do.

Looking at the ancient alarm clock my father gave me before I came to school, I couldn't help but be fascinated.

Before leaving, my father looked at me and sighed helplessly: "Hey! Yu'er, you can't escape what should come, I hope this alarm clock can help you temporarily avoid disaster!"

I didn't know what Dad meant, but I didn't ask him.

After all, I am too embarrassed to tell my dad about the embarrassing things that happened at night.

And I always feel that he is hiding something from me. I don't know why...

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