My Bones Are at Your Bedside

Changed the story, the original story is "Forced to Live Broadcast After Wearing a Book" orz Qu Jian Qing × Yu Bu Chou Thousand-year-old gloomy dead ghost attack × abstract hard-working worker suffers After finishing work one time, Yu Buchou had no choice but to take a copper coin and a finger bone back to the dormitory because the unearthed items could not be stored in the warehouse for the time being. He habitually hung the tool bag on the bedside, but forgot to take out the human bones inside. That night, Yu Buyou had a nightmare. In the dead of night, he felt a vague chill, as if someone was blowing air gently in his ear, or as if someone was gently tracing his back with his fingertips. When he suddenly turned over and sat up, there was no one in the room. Only the moonlight shone on the ground, reflecting a pale color. This dream lasted for four or five days until the M230 was cleared. That night the nightmare got worse. Yu Buchou woke up covered in cold sweat and saw the man sitting on the bedside. The other party's skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his eyes were cold and gloomy, but with a hint of a faint smile, as if he was admiring Yu Buchou's panic. Yu Buchou's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He could feel the other person's fingers roaming around his face, cold to the bone, but with a strange tenderness. He wanted to push the other person away, but found that he could not move, as if he was restrained by an invisible force. In the smell of decay, Yu Buchou heard the other party whisper in his ear, and then the palm on his neck was missing a phalange: "Why don't you put my bones on the bedside?" Purpose: Youth is dedicated to archeology, and results are dedicated to the public.