The smoke and rain were swirling, the water droplets were rattling, and those cheerful footsteps seemed to be nowhere to be seen in the city.

Change is the same, and the same is true.

The history of origins and the immortal national culture have never been out of touch with this era.

It constantly seeks innovation, seeks to find the true meaning of itself, attracts the public's attention with its own unique cultural literacy, and is loved and lingered by those literati with its own 'slow' pace of life.

The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are not vulgar or charming, and they are loved by everyone with their own unique and fresh style.

A thin layer of smoke surrounds the streets and alleys, and the thin is suitable, just hovering beside the talented and beautiful people who are full of worries.

Those small raindrops like rain and mist, lying mischievously on the hair and bent eyebrows, rolling, seem to fall, especially lovely.

Xu Liuli held an oil-paper umbrella in response to the situation, wearing a fresh and elegant cheongsam, and slowly walked in the bluestone alley, which was such a beautiful scenery, but it couldn't enter her heart, in a trance, through the thin fog, she seemed to see herself in her dream last night.

Last night, after getting off the train, I went to find a hostel, because it is a famous classical hometown in the south of the Yangtze River, the name of the hostel is very charming, and when I was dazzled, I saw a different store name, "Qingcheng Hotel", I felt that it was very different, so I stayed in this house.

As she thought, the service and facilities were great, the price was not very expensive, and the decoration was very much in line with her heart, only one thing was not good, that is, the bed setting and the white quilt, the white sheets.

Also strange?

After booking the room, she saw the dim and warm lights in the room, the lights on the ceiling were decorated with strings of glass, the color of the curtains was the same purple as her home, the floor of the room was also clean, and the items placed inside were also in order, which she was very satisfied with.

As for the bed, what about it?

It was about a bed made of sandalwood, and when it was close, I could faintly smell the faint fragrance, but the bed was placed in an east-west direction, with the head of the bed facing the curtain and the end of the bed facing the door.

Generally speaking, when there is a suitable space in the room, the formal placement of the bed should be north-south, sitting north and facing south, if it is just that, I will not be so dissatisfied.

The big bed is covered with snow-white sheets, the quilt is also snow-white, and the warm gray light shows a very weird look, standing next to the window, you can still hear the babbling and singing on the opposite side of the hostel.

"Bang"

"I'm sorry, I was distracted just now and bumped into you, I'm sorry!" A young man inadvertently bumped into Xu Liuli's body, then dragged her hand, hugged her thin waist, and straightened her body that was about to fall.

"It's okay, it's that I didn't look at the road carefully. Xu Liuli was soul swimming, and suddenly his body took a few steps back, and then his hand was held by a warm and cool big hand, and his spirit was still a little unfocused, listening to the other party's mistake, he replied casually, straightened his oil-paper umbrella, and then walked forward slowly.

The young man glanced at Xu Liuli's unyielding appearance, didn't speak again, and was about to leave, but turned around and pretended to glance at the position on Xu Liuli's waist inadvertently, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a smile in his eyebrows, and then patted the dust on his body, and then walked forward.

His consciousness was interrupted, and he could only think about what had happened in a row, looking at the secluded alleys and bluestone paths, and the scenes in his mind appeared in front of him again and again.

Because I hurried over from other places yesterday, I was tired for a long time, and I couldn't bear the fatigue, so I wanted to go downstairs to ask about this room, but after taking a shower, I was really tired and didn't want to go downstairs, and then I fell asleep vaguely.

I don't know how long I slept, I felt something cool in my subconscious touching my face again, controlling my consciousness, struggling to get up, but finding that I couldn't do anything.

Thinking that it might be too weak, then I wanted to scream, I wanted to open my mouth, but I found that I still couldn't do anything.

Panic hit my heart in an instant, how can the ghosts in this world be expressed in words!

Thought that was the end of it, no, this was just the beginning?

In the blur, the cool things gradually disappeared, Xu Liuli's heart was put back, thinking that he could sleep peacefully for a while, but he didn't want to, his body was moved, and the whole person was spinning and moving, now, how could his heart be stable?

However, the body is not under his control, and his consciousness can only be used in his own body, and Xu Liuli can only feel the external situation by touch.

After a dizzy spin, she felt as if she had been placed in a coffin, covered with a thin quilt that felt exactly the same as the one on the bed in the hostel, and then she didn't think about it carefully.

Because she heard the sound of nailing the coffin, she covered the coffin, completely blocking the sight that she couldn't see, and she didn't see a trace of light, and then she really felt the biting cold from the coffin, which slowly invaded her body and went to her internal organs.

Vaguely, she seemed to be able to feel the blood flowing in the veins coagulating little by little, and then stiffened, her face was also like being covered with ice and snow, seeping into the cold of the skin base, and the whole body was a little stiff, Xu Liuli could still feel the despair at that time, and even could experience the death of her consciousness at that time, and her consciousness seemed to be indulged in that feeling.

Gratgy, suddenly there was a loud "bang" sound.

Sleeping in bed, I woke up in shock, thinking it was just my own dream.

But at this time, now walking alone in this quiet and quiet alley, those memories are still lingering in my mind, lingering, and I am dyed with a little sadness in my heart, is it really just a dream?

Xu Liuli moved the oil-paper umbrella in her hand away from the top of her head, looked up at the thin mist and rain in the sky, let it gently caress her cheeks, and looked at the bluestone buildings at the four corners, Xu Liuli's heart suddenly beat violently, and she suddenly remembered one thing she forgot last night, that is, what was the sound of 'bang', was it herself?

She remembered that the last loud bang was that she had exploded in the coffin, and that there was a cool wind blowing in her ears at that time, that is, "Welcome to our world?"

Raising his hand and continuing to put the umbrella on top of his head, covering the raindrops that were naughty and wanted to get into his clothes, the corners of Xu Liuli's mouth raised a smile to watch the show!

I saw that the ink-like eyes suddenly changed color, red like agate, very bright, and the hoarse voice seemed to come from the abdomen: "It turns out that someone can't bear to be lonely?"

Shaking the oil paper umbrella, Xu Liuli took another step, walking elegantly on the bluestone path, and there seemed to be nothing strange at a glance.

You think I'm in the bureau you've arranged, but you don't know I'm waiting for you?

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