In the middle of the night, there was another person's breathing in the room.

In the middle of the night, you are the only one sleeping in the room, but you clearly hear another person's breathing. What do you think?

this is my personal experience.

that year, I had just graduated to work, and I rented a house in the suburbs alone.

this house has three floors, and the third floor is rented to a family as a whole.

The population of the landlord's family is extremely simple, just a couple with a little girl. They live on the second floor.

On the first floor, there is a large room facing south and a small room facing north, a public living room and a bathroom. I live in that small room, behind the living room, with the door facing the stairs.

There is a big window facing north in the room. There is plenty of light, but there is no sunshine all the year round.

At that time, my life was rather lonely and boring. Besides going to work, I read books and listened to the radio in that small house, because I didn't even have a TV.

At that time, the radio was very nice. I could receive Jiangsu Wenyi Station, Jiangsu Music Station, Wuxi Traffic Station and so on. The programs were very rich. I often listened to the programs with a desk lamp until late at night.

One night, I finished listening to the music channel, and it was past midnight.

I was lying in bed, thinking about the songs I just listened to. It was quiet outside, and there was no sound at all.

I was just about to sleep when I closed my eyes, but I heard the sound of breathing in my ear. I felt a little puzzled in my heart, because it was too quiet, so I heard my breathing? I held my breath to prove it. However, there was still a clear and even breathing sound in my ear, which sounded like it was from a young man, and the sound was very close, as if I were sleeping next to me.

I'm the only one in the room, so how can there be a second person's breathing? Is it-ghost?

as soon as the idea came to my mind, I was scared and shivered. I got up the courage to turn on the desk lamp and sat up to listen again, but there was no sound. Was it just an illusion?

I got up and looked around the house. A little big room was obvious at a glance. I opened the curtain again and looked outside. It was dark and silent.

I went back to bed, turned off the lights and lay down, but when I calmed down, I heard that breathing again. I held my breath and listened attentively. The sound was really clear, and it didn't sound like auditory hallucination at all. I had to turn on the light again. Strangely, I couldn't hear it when I turned on the light. In this way, I repeatedly turned on and off the lights, tossing all night.

I fell asleep the next day, and the sound came again. I turned on the light and it was gone. So I thought, just turn on the light and sleep. But the voice seemed to know my intention. I turned off the light and just closed my eyes when it came again. It seems that it will come whenever I want to lie down and sleep.

it's hard to be dominated by fear. I had no choice but to tell one of my colleagues about it. She lives in the building in front of me.

She was surprised and said, "It seems that their grandmother died in that house."

I: ... It won't be so unlucky, will it?

I thought about it carefully for a while, and raised a question: "But that's not an old lady's breathing, it's a young man's breathing, and I can hear it clearly!"

in order to find out this matter, I asked her to live with me for a few days.

at noon, she took a nap in my bed. It's almost time to go to work. I called her and shouted several times, but she couldn't wake up, as if she had been haunted by a nightmare. I was in a hurry, so I reached out and pushed her hard, and then she opened her eyes in a daze.

as soon as she sat up, she said, "I just had a strange dream. I dreamed that an old lady pushed me hard and said,' Go, you don't live here. Why are you sleeping here? Go!' "

I was terrified. Are you here to upgrade your fear?

at night, we turned off the light and lay side by side in bed.

I said, "Listen carefully later."

after a while, the breathing sound appeared again. She said she heard it, too

she was scared to death and didn't dare to sleep with me.

I had to call my mother in Shanghai and tell her about it euphemistically.

she came back the next day.

In the evening, she slept with me in the bed, listened intently for a while, and said, "There is no sound, don't dream, just go to sleep!"

probably because my mother was around, I felt much more settled and fell asleep soon.

when she woke up the next day, she was sitting by the bed and said to me, "Do you know what that noise is? It is the sound of noodles processed by the noodle shop in the front alley. "

I have more questions in my heart. She clearly said yesterday that she didn't hear the sound. Why did she say such a thing today? Did she hear voices, too? Cooking dry noodles will only have the sound of machines, how can it be like breathing?

She explained, "Yesterday, after you fell asleep, I went out to look for it. I searched half the village to find the voice. The noodle shop owner wanted to play mahjong during the day, so he stayed up late to make noodles for his family to sell the next day."

but I know in my heart that it's not that voice at all. Because that night, I heard that breathing again.

in order to reassure me and solve this matter completely, my mother went back to the country to find the old man without telling me.

Master is an honorific title, or a profession, which refers to the kind of person with psychic ability and special ability.

The gentleman she is looking for is an old lady. It is said that she has some skills and is quite famous.

Master said that I was frightened, and my soul was lost in the southeast, so I want to call it back.

she decorated it and taught my mother how to call my soul. My mother told me to take a rest and go home. At dusk, when the sun was about to set, she told me to lie in bed with my eyes closed.

She first went out to burn some paper at the fork in the southeast, and then shouted my name all the way home. When I got home, she went to my bed and called my name while patting the edge of the bed.

I really haven't heard this kind of breathing since I got back.

The colleague who slept with me all night has weak physical energy. She said that she was often haunted by nightmares, and she knew in her heart that she would wake up, but she couldn't open her eyes. So she will set the alarm clock when she sleeps. When the alarm clock rings, she will wake up.

She said that her late grandmother and mother liked her very much and often came to see her at night and pinched her. Because her grandmother liked to pinch her to show her love. When she woke up, she could see blue and purple pinch marks on her body.

but when did my soul fall? There was no trace at all, which gave me a fright for no reason.