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A dazzling light fell from the sky in the dim corridor, as if the spotlight on the stage illuminated the protagonist standing in the center of the stage, and a strange sound slowly sounded, as if to welcome the arrival of the protagonist.

Xiao, who is blowing the hole Xiao?!

In an instant, Luo Hanya's heart skipped a beat, looking around to find the source of the sound, but the others at the table were at most smiling and smiling, savoring the melodious and mournful music with great interest. The sound in the fog did not make them creepy, but made them feel enjoyable, I really don't know what kind of monsters these people are.

After a few seconds, it was not just Xiao Sheng, but also a voice like a young woman, "babbling" and singing.

At this time, Luo Hanya realized where the sound came from, and he set his eyes on the foot of the wall, where the light would never be seen, where a cabinet that had been severely corroded in a dark and damp environment for a long time was placed, and the sound came from there.

Through the large and small holes in the cabinet, you can vaguely see an old-fashioned record player in the cabinet, on which is a densely patterned record, and a stylus is placed on it, making the record slowly turn.

The sound came out of the record player!

Immediately afterwards, the voices of Dong Xiao, Dizi, Sheng, and Guzheng came out together, and the simple and melodious but mournful and tactful tune was melodiously floating in the entire Misty Inn.

"Midnight song, what a midnight song." The man in white seemed to be smiling, not sparing praise for the man not far away.

"Midnight Song?" Luo Hanya blinked, flipping through the memory of Midnight Song in his brain: "Midnight Song", Jin Quye. Jin has a woman's name Midnight, made this sound, the voice of sorrow, and later developed a unique opera in the south, which is now basically lost.

"Manroe, you're late." Makarius took another sip of tea, and the slow strip revealed the identity of the comer.

Luo Hanya rubbed his eyes and looked at them carefully for a moment, only to feel that his whole person was subverted. He couldn't believe that the man standing at the top of the stairs was Manro, who was wearing an embroidered female pleat, a blue skirt that made her look more elegant, waving flowing water sleeves in her hands, and revealing a small and delicate embroidered shoe under the skirt, which perfectly fit her figure, and set off her elegant figure that belonged to an oriental woman. With a layer of heavy makeup painted on his face, he is completely the image of Hua Dan on the stage, and there is no resemblance to Manroe's Chinese face, how can it be Manroe?

That Hua Dan didn't answer, and still sang a poignant drama in his mouth, and his beautiful eyes revealed infinite grievances, which just matched the artistic conception of the midnight song he sang - the kind of sadness and desolation when Midnight was forced to be separated from his loved one.

Luo Hanya seemed to be stunned, completely immersed in Hua Dan's performance. Although it was difficult for Luo Hanya to understand her lyrics, the beautiful tune and singing tone made him lose consciousness involuntarily, indulged in midnight music, and could not extricate himself.

At this time, the tunes in the record player became more and more poignant, and the beauty was heartbreaking.

Luo Hanya was like a demon stunned, tremblingly picked up a dinner knife from the dining table and slowly stabbed it in the direction of his heart.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" A violent coughing sound suddenly sounded, shattering the poignant interest.

Luo Hanya struck a fierce spirit, the fork in his hand fell off, and he broke out in a cold sweat, he glanced at Hua Dan who was still singing "babbling" with palpitations, and was grateful to Xiaofeng for his shot.

"Why, why did you make a move?" The resentful voice spat out from Hua Dan's mouth, and she stopped abruptly, as if she was very dissatisfied with Xiaofeng's sudden interference.

"He owes me and my mother a life, and I don't allow him to die here." Xiao Feng, who was resting on Luo Hanya's shoulder, didn't know when he opened his eyes, but his voice became weaker, and he could barely hear it only if he listened carefully.

"How long will you live? You don't belong here anymore. ”

"I have the shortest lifespan, so I burn the most."

"Why bother? Everything that happens to you is because of him. ”

"It's fate, and I don't blame anyone."

Xiao Feng communicated with Manro coldly, like a ghost sighing.

"You're looking for death, in other words, all of you here combined can't stop me, so why make me so unpleasant? This will only make you more miserable. Manro's voice became shrill and piercing, striking at everyone's eardrums.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"I'm a dead man, why don't I talk about death." Xiao Feng seemed to smile, unconcerned about Manro's threat.

"Hahaha...... Hahaha......" Manro glanced around, laughing maniacally, tears of laughter flowed out, she pointed to Luo Hanya, and glanced at it with pity, "Luo Hanya, how much do you know now?" ”

"You...... What did you say? Luo Hanya's heart turned over with a huge wave, he even suspected that his ears were wrong, and his head was even more dizzy, why would a character in a game script know his real name? He couldn't help but think of the question again - "Is this really still a game?" ”

"I'm talking about Luo, Han, and Ya." Manro repeated, his voice slow and steady, as if to allow Luo Hanya to hear and think clearly.

Luo Hanya only felt a "buzz" in his brain, and a stream of heat came from his heart, frantically impacting his brain, making him feel difficult to breathe, out of breath, he spread out on the seat, his eyes were blurred, and the real and the unreal shook wildly in front of his eyes, alternating and chaotic.

Manro smiled, even if her face was covered with heavy makeup, it couldn't hide her evil nature, and people couldn't help but wonder - "Is she a man or a woman?" ”

"Brother, in fact, we all know who you are." Xiao Feng put his cold little hand on Luo Hanya's face and muttered in a low voice: "Actually, you have already guessed, but you just don't want to admit it." ”

"Are you really all me?" Luo Hanya slowly closed his eyes and said the conjecture he had never dared to say.

"They're all still, but I'm and I'm not." Manro licked his lips and looked at Luo Hanya greedily.

"You're right, everyone here, whoever it is, was originally you."

"This is your heart, we are just your thoughts."

(To be continued.) )