Ye Bai screamed again and woke up from his dream, only to find that cold sweat had soaked through the velvet quilt.She looked around, stretching, trying to calm herself down.But the heart was still throbbing, as if it was about to break through the chest cavity. "It's just a complication of premature heart beats." She comforted herself, although reason told her that the symptoms of premature beats were not like this. Ye Bai turned on the desk lamp, the soft light finally dispelled the fear temporarily.She climbed out of bed tremblingly, walked into the bathroom with her weak legs, and desperately washed her face with cold water, so as to wake herself up from that nightmare as soon as possible.

She took a full bath for ten minutes, and didn't stop until she fully recovered.She let out a long breath, lifted the hair sticking to her forehead, and habitually glanced at the mirror. In the next second, her body fell on the tile floor of the bathroom with a dull sound. ※※※ "How long has this situation lasted?" the counselor asked kindly. "It started two months ago." Ye Bai sank on the leather chair for psychotherapy with a haggard face and a band-aid on his forehead. "I happened to work overtime that day, and I left very late, but I was in the underground garage, and I saw..."

"What do you see?" "Ghost..." Ye Bai said tremblingly, shrinking back at the same time.She still remembered the experience of that day, a gloom visible to the naked eye invaded, and there was still a shrill cry in her ears. "Could it be watching some ghost story or horror movie?" "Impossible, I don't even read the covers of those things." Ye Bai categorically denied this conjecture, "Anyway, since that day, every night I will... er, I didn't dream, but I did see many faces on my face. It’s a spooky, terrifying mask that can’t be torn off...it will disappear automatically in the daytime.”

The psychological counselor changed his posture and talked eloquently: "It may mean that you are tired of wearing a hypocritical mask to survive in this society, so you long for a breakthrough in your subconscious..." Before the counselor could finish speaking, he was hit hard on the bridge of the nose by an LV bag.Ye Bai stood up angrily, and shouted: "It's not a symbol! It's not his grandma's mental illness, it's just a mask! A ghost mask!" After shouting, she shook her hair and left the psychological clinic. The sun was shining outside the clinic, Ye Bai stood on the side of the road and took a deep breath of the air mixed with car exhaust and barbecued skewers nearby, feeling a little better.She thought how nice it would be if the weather was always so bright!Every time the sun sets, she will feel a terrifying power growing from her body, maybe one day a monster will be born in her body to eat the host.

"It seems that we don't expect science to solve the problem. Should I ask someone to do a ritual to exorcise evil spirits..." Ye Bai muttered dejectedly.At this time, a gentle voice sounded in her ear. "Benefactor, are you going to perform a religious ceremony?" Ye Bai looked up in surprise, and she saw a monk wearing gold-rimmed glasses clasped his hands at her, smiling all over his face, like the most successful salesman in the world.