The three girls only felt that the pressure on their bodies suddenly disappeared, and their eyes were hurt by the bright incandescent light on their heads.

Xiang rushes to sit up, wipes the sweat on his forehead, gasps for breath, and feels as if he is soaked with sweat all over his body.

She looked at Su Kui, who was standing at the door of the dormitory. It was obvious that she had just turned on the light.

But

She looked at the ceiling in disbelief. It was a perfect, bright incandescent lamp. She was stunned

Didn't the light burst just now?!

And that weird event, a cell phone that can't be reached at all!

According to her memory, she looked at the corner of the wall. It was clean and there was no debris of cell phone. Several suitcases were placed neatly. The cell phone that broke the strange laughter from inside -

saw the desk in front of the window, the pink smart large screen cell phone, lying on it for charging.

What's going on!! Is it a dream?

No, it's not a dream. The feeling of dying is too real. It's real, which makes her still feel startled in retrospect!

Su Kui glanced at the three people's sweaty face without expression. He picked up the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "you're dreaming. You're yelling for ghosts and help. I can't help but wake you up. Are you ok?"

Yang Xiaoman shrunk in the quilt and blinked slowly, "is this really a dream?"

"Of course."

Su Kui picked up her eyebrows, nodded gently, climbed onto her bed again, picked up the book sealed with cowhide, found the bookmark, and looked at it attentively again.

Qin Shishi was the last one to react. She was so shocked that she cried out because of the feeling of escaping from death. The tears covered her pretty face. She shook her hands and took her cell phone, and dialed out the phone in a panic.

It's about 10 o'clock in the evening. For most people in modern society, it's time for work and entertainment. Sleeping is a waste of time.

So, the phone was connected very quickly.

Qin's poetry calls out tentatively, "Dad, is it dad?"

After getting a positive reply, she cried even more, "Dad, whine, I have a dream! This dormitory is terrible. I want to go home. Come to pick me up quickly. Wuwuwu...... "

I don't know what she said on the other end of the phone. She gradually stopped her tears and choked with tears. "Then, Dad, you should hurry up! I don't want to stay in this dormitory for a minute! "

It seems that she got the answer she wanted. Su Kui listened quietly without lifting her eyelids. Under the light, her thick eyelashes pulled out a long shadow on her white jade like face. Her face was bright and dark, and she could not see the mood fluctuation.

Xiang Rujin also wants to go home, but her family is out of town, just an ordinary family background. How can it be possible that like Qin Shishi, a parent would answer her call in the middle of the night?

"Poetry, your father is very kind to you..." Yang Xiaoman envied that her nerves were bigger and her fear came and went faster.

After learning that it was a dream, all fears were thrown out of the sky.

Qin Shishi raised her chin and regained her proud look. "That's, I'm the only daughter of my father." however, there was a nasal sound in her words, which reminded her that she was crying.

To such as curl mouth, vision but can not help but through the gap of the quilt, see Su Kui's expression.