床下无人房间里挤满了黑暗,一缕月光泄下,却只能带来些许光亮。我藏在房间的角落里,紧盯着那张床。现在已是午夜,冷汗淌入眼睛,我慌忙擦去,生怕错过即将出现的情景。数天来,每当我躺在床上,总能听到床下传来小孩子的笑声。起初,我并没有在意,以为那是邻居家的小孩,直到有一夜,我从睡梦中惊醒,迷迷糊糊地看到一个小孩穿过卧室的门,缓缓爬到我的床下。每当想起那个情景,我全身便不自觉地颤抖起来。 No one under the bed room filled with darkness, a ray of moonlight, but only bring a little light. I hid in the corner of the room, staring at the bed. Now it is midnight, cold sweat dripping into my eyes, I hurriedly wiped for fear of missing the upcoming scene. For days, whenever I lay in bed, I could hear the laughter of a child coming under the bed. At first, I did not mind, thinking it was a neighbor’s child, until one night, I woke up from sleep, stumbled to see a child through the bedroom door, slowly crawling under my bed. Whenever I think of that scene, my whole body shudders unconsciously.