I watched the old man get off the bus, and then looked around the bus, but I didn't find any suspicious people, and I even began to wonder if the old man was playing tricks or something.

I looked at the envelope in my hand again, and it read - open it in a day.

I hesitated when I saw the line, but finally held back and put it away.

After arriving at the station, I followed the address in my phone to find 1703, I waited for the elevator on the first floor to go in, and then pressed the 17th floor, and waited to go up.

When I got to the 17th floor, I found 1703, and to my surprise, the door was open, so I tried to knock on the door and asked, "Anyone?" ”

No one answered me, and I looked through the crack in the open door, and there was something dreary inside, all the curtains were drawn, and there was no light, so I pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as I stepped through the door with one foot, I had a very strange feeling, a strange feeling of familiarity coming over me, which became even stronger when I was completely in the room.

I looked around the room, but I couldn't remember where this familiarity came from, because it was a completely unfamiliar setting and scene, and I had never seen it before, and I looked around and didn't see anyone, so I wondered what kind of place this was.

I kept an eye on it and closed the door when I came in. I walked in little by little, and there was no one in the living room, so I changed and walked into the room, but after looking at it all, there was no sign of half of the people, it was an empty room.

Empty house?

I felt even more strange in my heart, I touched the dining table, and there was no ash on it, which means that this is not a house where no one lives, but why is there no one?

I saw something scattered in front of the TV, and when I got closer, I realized that it was one of those old-fashioned video tapes, and there was a projector next to the TV, which was connected to the TV, and it seemed to be playable.

I picked up a box casually, only to see that it was marked with a marker, and the one I picked up had my name written on it - He Yang.

When I saw my name, I frowned, turned on the projector and put the tape in.

Then the TV began to appear rustling, and then there was another picture, but the picture quality was worse, the picture was almost black and white, and it could be seen that it was some age, and soon I saw a four or five-year-old child sitting on a wooden chair, and the camera was facing him, and when I saw this boy, I felt a "chuckle" in my heart, because this person was none other than me.

However, I still hesitated, because I only had one photo before I was six years old, so I didn't have a very clear impression of what I looked like when I was a child, and I also saw that this child was almost exactly the same as what I saw in the photo, so I recognized it as me, because the clothes he was wearing were exactly the same as my photo.

Then I heard the person in the video say to the boy in the picture, "What's your name?" ”

The boy replied, "He Yang." ”

When I saw the boy answer like this, I only felt that his expression was a little strange, not the kind of child's fear of life, nor the kind of naturalness when facing familiar people, nor innocence, but an inexplicable complexity in it. Then I heard the person who recorded the video asking, "Aren't you scared to come here alone?" ”

The boy said, "Don't be afraid. ”

The videographer asked him, "Why?" ”

Then the boy stopped talking, but played with the sleeves of his hand, as if he had been distracted, and then the next two or three minutes were the picture of the boy playing with his sleeves, the boy seemed to be used to such a scene, after a while, he suddenly looked at the camera again, and he asked, "Is he still here today?" ”

The person who recorded the video only replied, "Come." ”

Then the boy glanced to the side, and then stopped his gaze on his sleeve, and after about ten seconds, he sat up a little straighter, glanced at the camera, but his eyes were turned away, and the person who recorded the video said, "He Yang, what do you like here?" ”

The boy didn't look up and said, "Butterfly." ”

Then the cassette was finished.

When I heard the boy say the word "butterfly" naturally, my heart felt like a storm, and the boy was obviously used to what was here, so is this butterfly a real butterfly or a fake butterfly?

I then rummaged through the other tapes on the floor, and found that there were no more markings on them, and I put them in box by box, but they were all empty, until I tried everything and realized that only this box could be played, and this was the only box.

That's when I started to feel that something was wrong, why was there such a cassette here, was it just for me to see, or was it used for something else?

I turned my attention away from the TV, and when I looked closely, I was startled because I was on the coffee table and I seemed to see an urn.

Yes, an urn.

And I opened it and looked at it, it was indeed a box of ashes, and on the top floor there was the skull of the deceased, and next to the skull, there was a note, only to see a name written on it - Meng Guangwen.

When I saw this name, I felt a little familiar, and I hesitated for the first time, but I quickly reacted, this is the name of the missing girl's father, and the father of the missing girl is called Meng Guangwen!