Yuying stepped into the hallway marked with "Hell", and as soon as she stepped in, she lowered down a thick wall, and blocked her path with a "bang-" sound.

The originally dim corridor lights up one after another, and the entire deep and narrow space becomes brighter, surrounded by retro-style design, adding a sense of mystery.

Youying calmly looked at the road in front of her, without the slightest panic, she walked gently towards the front.

At the same time, on the other side of the thick wall, Satan put his hands in his pockets and walked head-on in the opposite direction of the shadows, just across the wall, they met each other.

Just as they walked to the position where they passed by relatively quickly, Satan's footsteps paused, and the ghost, who continued to walk forward, stopped after taking a few steps, and they all looked in the direction of the corridor behind them, vaguely feeling something.

Yuying looked silently at the empty hallway, was silent for a moment, and then continued to turn and walk forward.

Satan, on the other hand, remained in place, staring darkly into the corridor behind him for a long time, until the shadow reached the corner.

"Well, what a strange delusion." Satan whispered to himself with a deep face, then turned back to his original direction and continued walking, "Fool, where the hell are you?" Do you really want to torture my patience like this? I've said don't run around......"

Youying continued to walk a little further, and suddenly a melodious and gentle singing voice sounded in the empty corridor, the voice was that the owner should be a girl, plain and pleasant.

“…… I want to be a killer, but I don't miss it; I want to be crazy, fearless of prejudice; If you want to be a bad guy, put on a mask; want to be a liar, deceive yourself and lie; If you want to be a deceased, you will be spared the pain......"

The song is melodious, light and light, very calm and gentle, but there is a kind of magic, attracting Youying to involuntarily walk slowly in that direction.

The singing continues.

“…… I want to be a ghost, say goodbye to the world—I hate the world, and I covet its beauty, and paralyze myself in illusions......"

When the shadow came closest to the source of the sound, the song came to an abrupt end. She saw a back standing in front of her not far from her, it was a very thin and depressed figure, the girl's long inky hair hung down behind her, her posture was beautiful, there was a sense of familiarity, wearing a short white skirt, which set off the white skin and was slightly transparent.

Unreal.

The dark gray pupils shrank the moment she saw the girl, and her eyes rippled, like water droplets falling into the surface of the lake and rippling in circles, and even her breathing became short, and her hands were tightly clasped together.

The girl stood in the middle of the hallway, there happened to be a bright yellow lamp on the ceiling above her head, and the warm yellow light that emanated from it fell on her, and she turned her back to the direction of the ghost, silent.

After a pause of about a few minutes, the girl hummed the tune of the song softly, humming lightly and softly, but it could also easily tug at people's heartstrings.

The song hums to the climax, and the girl tilts her head slightly in the direction of the ghost. Seeing her side face, Youying was shocked—that girl looked exactly like her.

"Destroy."

As soon as the girl's voice fell, her figure disappeared.

Seeing this, Yuying took a step and ran in the direction of the girl, and after just a few steps, the ground began to crack, and from where she was standing just now, it began to crack and fall in her direction.

Frightened, she ran forward as fast as she could, but her speed couldn't match the speed at which the ground cracked, and she felt like her feet were empty, stepping on a piece of gravel that had broken away from the entire ground, and its entire body began to fall.

"Ahh

The expected pain didn't come, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself slumped on the ground, surrounded by raging fire, the fierce fire spreading and engulfing, and she remembered this as the abandoned wooden house in her previous dream.

Yuying's breath faltered, her tiny pupils filled with helplessness, her mind filled with the gloating laughter of those teenagers, those happy smiling faces twisted and distorted in her mind, like monsters reaching out their claws towards her, approaching.

Don't come near me.

Youying hugged her head, crystal clear tears falling to the ground, the scorching heat that made her almost suffocate.

"Don't come near me!" She cried and shouted, tears sliding down her cheeks, leaving tear stains, "What did I do wrong?" Why do this to me? Tell me! ”

No one answered her words, only the fierce sound of the spreading fire.

Youying squatted there with her head in her hands open, her eyes open, and the fire was burning around her, with no tendency to stop.

In a trance, she saw a clear full moon, and saw a tree with light yellow flowers, and the clear light fell on the branches, shining on the ground to give birth to silhouettes, and the beautiful picture was sinking.

Just as the ghostly eyes became more and more dim, the beautiful picture quickly changed into Satan's cold and resolute face. The man's expression was gloomy and cold, making her momentarily sober.

"You said you'd live if you worked hard, I remember."

Satan's words seem to be still ringing in my ears.

Stay alive.

Youying slowly stood up, her distracted pupils slowly focused, she wanted to observe her surroundings, but the fierce fire made her unable to think properly, and the fire reflected in her eyes, bright and scorching.

She tried to calm her emotions, but she was always haunted by the scorching fire around her, which filled her mind, and the vague dreams reappeared clearly again—was that her past?

"Hey! Glow! Promise me to live! ”

Satan's deep, magnetic voice suddenly sounded in the back of her mind, interrupting her deepening thoughts. She recovered from her stupor, folded her hands on her chest, and whispered for spiritual shelter, "Satan, Satan......"

She called his name over and over again, and even though it was just her auditory hallucination, it was now her entire spiritual support. She never imagined that the manic and treacherous man would become her shore, the spiritual shore of the sea floating leisurely.

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and hit the ground, crystal clear.

"You said you'd live if you worked hard, I remember."

……

At this moment, Satan, who was still walking blindly in the deep corridor, stopped, his eyes were leveled ahead, his cold face was expressionless, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were dark. He has always been irritable and capricious, and he calmed down at this time, giving people a sense of maturity and stability.

However, this kind of maturity and stability is more depressive than the maturity of adult men, and the aura is strong and aggressive, which makes people fearful.

The man's tall, straight body disappeared in the dim light.

"Don't die.".

……