My roommate Xuelian loves pranks the most. He often uses various means to scare us, and then laughs triumphantly in our screams.

At the beginning of the new semester, she will give us a surprise when we meet again after a long absence. No, it should be said that there was surprise but not happiness.

Lan’er and I pushed open the bedroom door and found Snow Lotus lying on the bed with her head covered. Lan’er opened her quilt and took a look, then turned and threw herself in my arms with a scream. The damn Snow Lotus is wearing a grimace mask!

Snow lotus got up from the bed and laughed loudly: “Are you scared again?”

“Bored! You are scared when you think of us. The big one?” Lan’er curled his lips and climbed onto the upper bunk, and I got into my bed.

“I bought this mask online. It cost me fifty yuan. Isn’t it realistic?” Snow lotus was still chattering. I was a little impatient. I took out the mirror from the bedside table and threw it to her, “Take it down! Is it fun to pretend to be a ghost? Pretending to be a ghost will turn you into a real ghost!”
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“Hehe, it’s more fun to become a real ghost, then I can scare the classmates in the school!” Xuelian joked to me while taking off the mask. I smiled and looked at her.

“Ah!” Xuelian’s laughter was replaced with a terrifying exclaim, “My face! How could my face be like this?!” I took a look, the one behind the Xuelian mask He has a face, his facial features are shifted and bloody, and one eyeball is still hanging under his nose, unspeakably strange.

It was so ugly, I covered my face with my hands. I said, “Snow lotus, that’s not your face, that’s another grimace.”

Snow lotus almost cried out: “But, where is my face?”< br>

“Your face is here with me.” Lan’er on the upper bunk poked her head out. Sure enough, it was Xuelian’s handsome face.

Snow lotus really broke down: “Lan’er? Why did you look like me? Where is your face?”


I let go: “Hey, Lan’er’s face is on my face.”

Xuelian looked at my face, her mouth moved, but she didn’t say a word , Leaned down on the bed.

Laner floated down from the upper bunk, and she shook hands with me and smiled at each other: “Ghosts are not scary, why should people come to scare them?”